Perverts 'R' Us

Our Niece - Part 7

By Nobody True ( plot, M/g, oral, drug )

I laughed uncontrollably at Katherine's remark. She lay staring up at me, as if I was stupid.

"What's wrong sweetheart; it's not as if you haven't had anything in there before?"

She stared angrily "I know, but nobody's ever put their cock in my bum, and you promised you wouldn't."

I laughed. "Are you telling me that Billy Boy didn't try to fuck your arse?"

"Yes he did, but when I said no and it hurt, he stopped and didn't try to do it again, not like you did."

I giggled. "Well, I'm sorry Katherine. I promise it won't hurt again."

"Liar."

I started to get dressed. "Are you going to get dressed then?"

She stared at me. "Why?"

"Because you're going to show me where Billy Boy lives."

"No I'm not. I won't."

"I'm afraid you will, Katherine. If you don't, I might have to post that DVD of you and Billy Boy to your mum and dad."

She stared at me with her mouth open. "You wouldn't…"

I nodded. "I'm afraid I would, Sweetheart."

Katherine and I sat and waited in the living room until it got dark outside. Then we set off towards the park near Katherine's house.

She held my hand and we chatted as we walked. I smirked every time she adjusted her track suit bottoms.

Just as we approached a corner, she pulled me back. I stared at her.

"What's wrong?"

"He's there," she pointed towards an off license shop. I watched Billy boy enter the shop on his own.

"Where does he live?"

"Over there," Katherine pointed to a large Victorian house.

"Come on," I dragged her towards the house and ran up the three large entrance steps.

The front door was slightly ajar. I went in and Katherine stood in the doorway and watched for Billy Boy's approach.

The girl, Honey, lay fast asleep on the settee, wearing pajamas. I picked her up carefully and walked out of the house.

Katherine stared at me, "What are you doing?"

"Shush, come on." I walked down the road at a brisk pace in the opposite direction, carrying Honey in my arms. Katherine ran behind me, turning around every now and again to see if we were being watched or followed. I knew a quicker way home. It took us fifteen minutes to find Billy Boy's house and less than five minutes to get home.

"Open the door, Katherine. The key is in my pocket." She fished out the key out and unlocked the front door.

I carried Honey up the stairs and lay her on the bed, covering her with the quilt. I left her in a deep sleep and went back down the stairs. Katherine was beside herself with worry. She peeked between the curtains and stared out of the window nervously.

"What are you doing?"

She stared at me, "Mr. Rogers, the police, somebody might come and we'll get into trouble."

"Why?"

"Because, because we've stolen Honey."

"Who's Honey?"

"Honey, the little girl upstairs"

"And how many people know about Honey? Where is she from? Where's her parents, and why is she staying with Mr. Rogers?"

Katherine stared at me. She didn't have the answers.

"What are you going to do with her?"

"Me? Nothing. She's a present for my brother."

Katherine stared, "A present for your brother. When are we going to take her back to Mr. Rogers?"

"We're not. She's staying here now - at least until Mike gets sick of her, which won't be for a very long time."

"But what happens if she doesn't want to stay here?"

"Why shouldn't she? It's not as if Billy Boy lets her roam the streets, is it? She doesn't go to school, does she?"

Katherine shook her head no.

"Well then, Billy Boy will have moved in a couple of days, and if he keeps coming back looking for her, people are going to get a bit suspicious, aren't they?"

She nodded her head.

"And who's he going to tell? The neighbors, or call the police?"

Katherine sat quietly on the settee and thought about it. "What if he asks me?"

I giggled, "Do you really think he's going to ask you if you've seen Honey?"

She shook her head no.

The phone rang, "Hi… hello Bill… aha… umm… yes, that's good. She is, isn't she? You're welcome. Yes please, that would save me a journey. Thank you, bye."

I smiled at Katherine. "That was Molly's daddy. He said she's a very, very good girl indeed."

We both giggled at the thought of Molly and her new daddy.

I switched the PC on, logged into our usual site and sat and read. There were a few of our friends online.

One group was chatting to a girl calling herself *Love heart*. I was invited into the video conversation. The girl appeared on screen, sitting in front of her PC in a darkened bedroom. We sat and watched as the others frantically typed messages.

The girl, *Love heart*, typed back, answering their questions. We stared at her, as she switched a lamp on beside her PC. I looked at Katherine to see if she recognized the red-haired girl. It didn't look as if she knew her.

*Love heart* lay on her bed, dressed in her night-wear. She wore a pink pajama jacket and shorts. She was bombarded with questions.

"Aren't you going to chat to her?" Katherine asked.

I giggled. "No, I just like to watch."

*Love heart* nodded and smiled at the screen, lifted herself up, and undid the buttons of her pink top, allowing it to fall open.

The typing went ballistic, "See that's why I just like to sit and watch, and god knows how she's supposed to respond to all the messages."

*Love heart* typed away, answering all of them, flashing her small boobs at us as she typed.

She giggled and tweaked one of her nipples to the enjoyment of everyone watching.

I smiled, "Pretty little thing, isn't she?"

Katherine nodded, uncertain. "Is this what you do, watch girls on here?"

I nodded. "Do you have a PC in your bedroom, Katherine?"

She nodded, "Yes, but I don't go on it in the middle of the night."

"And why is that, Sweetheart?"

She didn't have an answer, just a shrug. We watched as *Love heart* performed for her audience. Katherine sat in my lap and watched as the girl - *Love heart* - slipped her shorts down her skinny legs with one hand, while the other covered her pussy.

The typing on the screen went mad.

*Love heart* lay on the bed on her front, and her legs flailed in the air, as she patted her skinny bottom, giggling. My hand slipped into the top of Katherine's track suit bottoms and tousled with her pubes.

"No panties, Katherine?"

She grinned up at me and shook her head.

*Love heart* knelt up, covering her pussy with both hands and stared at the screen. She giggled and began to quickly move one hand, then the other, flashing her pussy at us.

My fingers strummed at Katherine's hardened nub.

*Love heart* stared at the screen, obviously reading and nodded. She opened her knees and arched backwards with her arms outstretched and supporting behind her.

"Oh wow," I stared at the golden tuft adorning her pussy mound. She stretched her legs wider, allowing us a good look at her pussy. "She's been fucked before."

"How do you know?" Katherine asked.

"Do you see how her hole is slightly open?" I pointed at the girl's pussy on the screen.

Katherine nodded.

"Well, if she was a virgin, it would be closed up, and it looks as if she's been fucked a few times. I wonder who the lucky fellow was?"

We sat and watched *Love heart*'s antics as she played with her pussy to the enjoyment of all who watched.

My fingers had found their way into Katherine's soaked pussy "Shall we go up to bed now?"

"Can we just watch that girl for a while?"

I nodded.

The girl, *Love heart*, was leant against her pillows, with her skinny legs lifted up and stretched wide open, and was now reaming her pussy with a tiny face cream tube.

Katherine's hand had joined mine inside her track suit bottoms "I bet she'd have fun on the rocky horse, wouldn't she?" Katherine giggled.

I smiled and watched intently as the tiny tube stretched the girl's pussy and thought to myself, "Maybe she hasn't been fucked yet."

"Now that would be something to see?" I giggled.

*Love heart* reached over to her PC and logged off.

"Oh well, bed time Robert" Katherine said as she pulled my hand out of her track suit bottoms, jumped of my lap and went up the stairs.

I switched off the PC and secured the house for the night and followed Katherine up the stairs.

Honey was laid on her front completely naked, her pajamas discarded on the floor. Katherine quickly stripped, and dove onto the bed beside her.

"Is she still asleep?" I whispered.

Katherine nodded, "Yes, I took her pajamas off already." She sat above Honey's head with her legs wide open. "Honey" she shook her, waking the little girl from her slumber.

The little girl stared at Katherine's pussy, and then up at her face. "Hello, Katherine," she said sleepily in broken English.

"Lick it…" Katherine ordered her. Honey licked at Katherine's pussy as I undressed and lay down beside them.

Katherine began to play with my hard cock, "Honey, suck this…"

I stared at Honey's tiny, opaque-colored, underdeveloped, thin body, surmising that she must be only eight or nine years old, although she looked a lot younger.

The little girl stared at my cock; she nodded, maneuvered over Katherine's body and began to lick my cock.

There was something not quite right about the girl, she had a glazed-over look in her eyes and her motions seemed slow and awkward.

Katherine giggled at the undeveloped girls antics, "It's bigger than you're master's, isn't it Honey?"

"Master."

Katherine nodded "That's what she calls Mr. Rogers - Master."

The little girl stared at my cock and slowly nodded at Katherine, she stared at me with unfocused eyes, "Katherine, is she OK?"

Katherine stared at the girl "Honey, are you hungry?"

The little girl nodded while licking at my cock head.

"She only eats ice cream."

"There's some in the freezer, Sweetheart."

Katherine jumped from the bed and rushed down the stairs.

I stroked Honey's hair as she carried on licking. "Suck it Honey, put it in your mouth and suck it…"

I stared as the little girl opened her tiny mouth and struggled to get my cock head between her teeth and into her mouth.

Pre cum seeped down her bottom lip, my fingers lightly stroked her tiny, undeveloped pussy and rubbed her thin slit. My index finger was unable to penetrate her tiny hole.

Katherine returned with a large bowl filled to the brim with ice cream and spoon-fed the tiny little girl with ice cream.

I stared amazed at how much she ate. Obviously Billy Boy had her drugged. I just hoped it didn't wear off by the morning, and hopefully her new master would know what to do with her.

Once Bill collected him from the hospital and brought him home, it will be the best homecoming present ever.

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