He knows that he's a big boy now because his mommy lets him play in the backyard alone. He knows she doesn't like it but he begged her to let him and so she finally relented. She still won't let him play in the front alone but that's ok. At least he now has the back to himself.

As he plays, he hears a car pull up to the back chain link fence and then stop. At first he is cautious because his mommy has warned him about strangers and not to talk to them. Then he sees the person get out. It is a nice looking blond lady. He can't help but think of her as being Goldie as in the three bears. She pulls some stuff from her car and walks to a pole. Once she gets to it, she crouches down to put the stuff on the ground. While she is sorting things out, she twists her body so her lower part is pointed right in his direction and her legs spread open. The boy can now see right up her skirt and he can see her pretty blue satin panties. His heart gives a start. He's never seen a girl in her panties, much less a big lady. She then grabs up some items, stands and then begins to put a sign onto the pole.

The boy gets curious and then wanders over silently closer to see better. He is hoping that he might get to see her panties again! He makes a little sound, as he approaches, and the woman turns around startled.

"Oh! Hi, little boy. You scared me," she says breathlessly and laughs.

"I'm sorry," he responds shyly and laughs with her. She looks nice, just like his mommy. "What are you doing?"

"Just putting up a sign," she says as she goes back to stapling it in place.

"What does it say?" The boy inquires.

"Well, darling. You can read, can't you?" she responds sweetly.

"I sure can."

"Come read it to me then." The boy comes up and climbs onto the fence and reads the sign. His mouth works as he reads.

"REALLY?! Free puppies?" the boy says excitedly. "I wish I could have one." he says sadly.

He looks her in the face and sees she has pretty blue eyes. He then looks her over closely. The boy sees that she is younger than his mother and she has smaller boobies under her shirt. Unlike his mommy though he likes looking at this pretty lady's boobies.

"What? A nice little boy like you doesn't have one?" she says with shock on her face and she crouches down again to gather up her stuff.

As she gathers, she leans forward and the boy gives a barely audible gasp. He can see down her shirt and can see almost all of her boobies. He can definitely see she has no bra on like his mommy wears.

"Nope." he answers nervously. He just stares at her breasts.

He begins to feel warm all over. She then disappoints him by standing and putting the stuff away back in her car. But then she comes walking over to him and he still stares at her boobies.

"Well, why not?" she asks. She sees him looking at her tits and biting his lip. She nonchalantly begins picking imaginary fluff off her shirt front, causing her titties to jiggle from her attentions.

"Cause my mommy says we can't afford one right now." he then looks up and sees that she has seen him looking and he blushes. She winks at him and leans on the fence next to him.

"Well, hey these puppies are FREE." she smiles and she smoothes down the front of her shirt, causing her boobies to bounce slightly. The boy smiles shyly. "Want to come look at my puppies?"

"What you got them?" the boy says happily.

"Sure do. Right in my trunk." she says sweetly. The boy is about to say sure then he frowns.

"I can't. I can't go with strangers. I'm not even supposed to talk with them." he says meaningfully. The lady gets a serious look on her face.

"Well hey. No worries. If you can't, you can't. I understand if you're too little and not old enough to come look for just a second to see if you like one." she says and puts a hand up high on his bare leg comfortingly and gives it a little pat and squeeze. She frowns, then begins to turn and walk away. Her touching him feels good somehow. Nothing like how mommy touches him.

"Hey wait lady! Uh..... do you mind if I call you Goldie?" she turns back around.

"Goldie?" she asks.

"Uh, yeah. Like in Goldie Locks and the Three Bears. That's my favorite story." he says shyly.

"Well sure, sweetheart. You can call me that. I kind of like that." She laughs and her blue eyes sparkle. His heart gives a little skip. "But what do you want?" she asks expectantly. The little boy looks back over his shoulder toward the back door and then back at her.

"I guess I can look just real quick," he whispers.

"Oh no, honey. I don't want to get such a cute little boy into no trouble." she says seriously. Cute! This makes the boy blush and he now has butterflies in his tummy.

"I'm NOT little. Besides it'll be really quick. Right?" he asks nervously.

"Sure will." Goldie smiles. The boy then makes up his mind and begins to climb down. "Wow! Hold on tiger. Let me help you down," she says.

"I'm old enough," he pouts.

"I know you are but if you fall your mother will be mad with ME. I don't want that. Besides she may not let you get a free puppy then." Goldie reasons.

The boy thinks it through and decides to let her help him down and nods his head yes. She grabs an arm and begins to lift up and then the other hand comes up under his bottom. She lifts him clear of the fence and presses him firmly against her chest and her boobies. She then begins to slide him down her body. As she slides him down, she is holding and caressing his little butt with her hand. His face falls between her boobies and he hears her moan and then she gives a little squeeze to his tushy, as she finishes lowering him to the ground. His face is now about even with her crotch and he can smell something that is weird and even nasty. She stands back and smiles strangely down at him.

"This way," she rasps out and walks toward the back of her car.

The boy now feels very nervous with what just happened and he eyes the fence. From this side it looks so tall and he is nervous just thinking about trying to climb over it alone.

"Over here, sweet heart. The puppies. Remember?" Blondie asks strangely. Her voice is deeper and rougher now. He doesn't respond. "Well, are you coming or not?"

"Uh, OK." he answers.

"Uh, uh. I thought I was being called Goldie?" she teases innocently. This makes him smile.

"Yeah, ok, Goldie," he responds and he begins to prance to the back of the car where she waits. Once he gets there, she lifts the trunk up and he looks inside and sees that it is all padded up. He looks up at her nervously.

"Where are the puppies?" he asks quizzically.

"Right here, numb nuts," she says as she begins to press and squeeze her boobies.

"Do you like my puppies? Oh yeah, I know you do, you little pervert! I saw you just pawing at them with your little green eyes." He looks on confused and now scared.

Before he can scream she puts her hand over his throat, squeezes and presses his body against the back of the car. He struggles against her body but he is to small to fight her off. She is now also panting and pushing her crotch painfully against him and that strange smell is stronger and he gags at it. She now begins to slide her other hand down his chest to his belly.

"But there are other puppies to. Ones that will be a LOT more fun and they are right HERE!" She says meanly, as she quickly reaches down between his legs and grabs his crotch painfully. She latches onto his immature genitalia and his little hands clasp around her hand.

Then she lifts him up by his throat and by his privates and all he can do is screech out in pain into her palm.

"I'm putting you in the trunk now. You yell for help and I kill you. Understand, you little asshole?" She asks cruelly and squeezes his genitals cruelly for emphasis, which squishes his undeveloped testicles badly. He screeches.

The little boy shakes his head yes tearfully. All he wants is for the lady to let go of his thingies to stop the pain and to let go of his throat so he can breath. She does let go by tossing him in the back and slamming the trunk down. He lays in the dark, curls up, cries and begins trembling.

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The drive is going to take a little time, but Lola doesn't mind. She has her own prized possession now and she is going to have lots of fun with it. She has the perfect placed picked out for the fun too. Her mother works as a real estate agent and Lola is even working toward that goal herself so this gives her access to different properties. She's going to take her possession there and have so much fun abusing him. This is her first and she has made sure that she will have plenty of time to enjoy herself. She has no school now, with it being spring break, and the place she is taking him to is very much secluded and out of the way. No one will interfere with her.

She's a fairly independent and very attractive young girl, with her own car. Her mother lets her do pretty much what she wants, even though Lola is still in high school. Her mother thinks she is off on spring break and her only concern was to tell her daughter not to get knocked up. Not much chance with Lola's new little sex toy!

Technically, this will not be her first little boy toy. The first was back when she was around eight herself and the boy was about the same age. He had a crush on her and she tricked him into submission. She then abused him badly. But nothing permanent. But enough so he never had anything to do with her again. Hah! That abuse was nothing compared to what she was going to do with her new boy toy. For years she fantasized about what she had done to that first boy.

She remembers his screams and his tearful pleads for her to stop. She remembers the power! It was so exciting and intoxicating and for the longest time she's wanted to experience it again first hand. Oh yeah. She really had fun with that first boy but she did finally stop abusing him. Only because she was unsure of what to really do back then. Now she knows perfectly well what to do and she was going to do it all to her hearts content. She had years to think and fantasize about it and to learn how the body works and how to best hurt little boys.

Eyes, now known as Goldie, just smiles while she drives with one hand idly playing with her crotch.

The boy lays in the dark cringing and weeping. He is terrified of what Goldie is doing and what she will do. But even now his main concern is the anger his mommy will have with him for disobeying her. Even so, he desperately wishes he where with her now so she could hug and kiss him. She would never hurt him like Goldie has. She definitely would NEVER have hurt his thingies like Blondie did. Tears just keep welling up in his eyes and flowing out over his face.

"Mommy. Mommy!" He wails softly. "I want my m... m... mom... mmy....," he whimpers desperately.

To be continued…