Perverts 'R' Us

Little White Slave Girls - Part 5

By Old Boy and Tinus ( M/g+, con, pedo )

After spending a busy night with my new little girlfriend Alice, I didn't much feel like getting up early and getting ready to go to work. The little red-haired imp kept playing with my cock as we slept naked together in my bed, sucking me off and waking me up. It seemed that her new mission in life was to keep my balls drained.

Still I needed to be up early so I could stop by the hospital before I reported in for work, to visit with my poor Ingrid. The girl had been badly beaten, raped and whipped by Carlo and his goons. Indeed if I had found her in the hidden dungeon any later than I did, she would be dead by now.

I also had to make arrangements for Alice. The little girl was too young to left alone in my house all day. I called an old friend of mine who ran a day-care center. Greta said she would be glad to look after Alice for me. I got the little girl up and we both got cleaned up and ready for the day. I fixed us breakfast and after we ate I drove her to Greta's place.

Greta greeted us warmly. She had once been a prostitute and later a madam, running her own whorehouse behind the front of a massage parlor. Unlike many women who were caught up in this trade, Greta never got hooked on hard drugs. She looked after her girls and kept them off drugs too. She was the proverbial hooker with a heart of gold.

I had met her some years ago when she turned in an important criminal to us. Many guys tend to run their mouths when they are with hookers, wanting to impress the girls with their importance. Consequently Greta and her girls became a good source of what was going down in the streets and we became friends. Later when she wanted to get out of the business and retire to a more legitimate trade, I helped her out by sanitizing her history for her.

According to her new papers Greta had run a health club instead of a massage parlor, and there was no mention of any prostitution. This enabled her to get licensed to run a day-care center. She loved caring for kids. Later she also got licensed to take in a few kids in foster care, having them live in her large older home temporarily.

I knew that if little Alice slipped up and said something about how much she loved to suck cocks, Greta would not be shocked but would be very understanding with the little girl. When I introduced Alice to her they took to each other right away. Alice loved the many toys that Greta had for her to play with.

While she was busy with the toys I explained to Greta how the Mafia had conditioned the little girl to be a sex toy for men. Greta was very understanding. I knew she was perhaps the best person that I could ever find to help me care for the girl. I also told her that I hoped to arrange for her to take Ingrid into foster care once the girl recovered and was able to leave the hospital.

Then I left and drove to the hospital. It was too early for visiting hours but I just flashed my badge as an FBI agent and they let me in. That badge gets me into so many places as most people really respect it. I was escorted to Ingrid's room by a helpful nurse.

Ingrid looked awful, her face all swollen and bruised. One eye was swollen shut. I knew her whole body was like that too although she was all bandaged up now. One bright spot was that she had no broken bones. She had undergone an operation to sew up her torn colon and vagina and to tie her Fallopian tubes so she would never get pregnant. Her juvenile uterus had been ruined and would never be able to carry a baby to term.

She was doped up with pain killers. Still she smiled a little when she saw me. "Daddy," she whispered in recognition. Breakfast was being served but she had no appetite for it. However I was able to hand-feed her and get her to eat some of it. As I fed my little girl I also met the girl in the bed next to hers, a young brunette named Vicky. They shared a semi-private room.

I learned that she was also a survivor of the Mafia dungeon and a friend of Ingrid's. She had also been raped and beaten but not nearly as badly as Ingrid had been. Indeed the girl was sitting up in bed, feeding herself and doing quite well. She seemed to know who I was. Ingrid had told her a little about me while the girls were held together in the dungeon, before Carlo and his goons attacked them.

Vicky was going to be released from the hospital in another day she told me, into foster care. I made a mental note to see if I could arrange to get the girl taken in by Greta. The girls were friends and it would be nice if they could stay together, I thought. I had to leave then. I kissed Ingrid on the forehead and told her that I had to go to work but I would come and visit her later that afternoon when I got off. She understood.

At work my boss told me to write up a complete report about what had occurred at the Mafia dungeon, especially about my shooting Carlo and killing him. I knew that the fact he had been about to kill Ingrid with his knife was justification for the shooting and I would be in the clear. Still it is necessary to have a full written report any time there is a shooting.

My boss also asked me if I had come up with any additional evidence when I went through the Mafia compound one last time before locking up and going home. I did not tell him about finding little Alice and taking her home with me. If I did, they would only take the girl away from me and I would lose my pretty little cocksucker.

Later in the day I made a few calls and arranged for Vicky to be placed in foster care with Greta when she was released from the hospital. Also Ingrid would be placed there too once she recovered from her more serious injuries and was released. I was pleased to have succeeded in getting the girls placed there together.

After work I visited the hospital again. Ingrid was not so doped up this time although she still had quite a bit of pain. She was alert enough to feed herself some supper while I was there. Vicky was also doing quite well and she expected to be released tomorrow. I told the girls that I had arranged for them to be placed together in the same foster home and they were happy about that.

When I left this time I kissed both girls "goodbye" on their foreheads. Vicky gave me a knowing smile. It would be interesting to get to know this girl better, I thought. I drove to Greta's place then and told her that I had arranged for Vicky to be placed in foster care with her, and later Ingrid too when she had recovered. Greta was pleased as she happened to have two vacancies at the time. She also enjoyed caring for girls who had some sexual experience as these two did.

Greta was paid by the state for providing foster care to the girls whether they actually lived with her or not. I told her that I would like to take them home with me in the evening as I did with Alice. She would actually provide only day care for the girls. She gave me a knowing smile.

Greta teased me saying, "You used to like to play with my younger whores my dear, but now it appears you prefer little girls instead. Don't you miss having tits to play with? I do understand the special 'needs' these girls have developed but I am a bit surprised at you. Well it's fine with me, as long as the girls have no objection. Less bother for me. However understand that since they are officially in my care, I will be talking with the girls and if you do anything to hurt them I will not allow them to go home with you anymore."

I blushed. "Greta, you should know that I would never do anything to hurt my little girls. I am not sure how it happened but I have indeed acquired a 'special' interest in them, but only those who come on to me. I would never force my attentions on a child. Still I am pleased that you care enough about their welfare to check up on how I treat the girls. You are a good woman."

Greta said, "Well if you do get lonely for a pair of tits you are welcome to play with mine." She batted her eyes at me. I laughed with her, taking it as a joke, but it got me to thinking about the woman. We were both in our late 40s and certainly we had a lot in common having lived through similar times and experiences. We both worked out and kept ourselves in good shape. It figured that she might be lonely for male companionship. My thoughts were interrupted by my "imp".

Alice came running to me and gave me a big kiss. She said, "Hello, Daddy. Do you mind if I call you that? All the other kids have mommies or daddies who come and pick them up."

I hesitated just a moment and then said "Sure Alice, I guess it would all right for you to call me Daddy. That's what Ingrid calls me."

I didn't know if I was pleased or not. Thinking of Ingrid calling me daddy it felt like I was betraying her by letting another girl call me daddy too. But then maybe Ingrid wouldn't mind sharing me with Alice. They were friends at the Mafia compound and Ingrid would understand.

"Lots of daddies have more than one daughter, don't they Daddy?"

She was right. "Yes of course they do, Alice."

She told me how much she loved playing with the toys and with the other kids who were in day care with her. I took the little girl home to fix us a nice supper. Driving home she told me she had a lovely time playing with the toys. To my surprise she told me she made out with Ken. She imagined French kissing with him and she rubbed him against her pussy giving herself nice feelings.

At first I thought she was talking about some little boy she had met at day care. I was relieved when she laughed at that idea and explained that she was talking about a Ken doll, the companion to the Barbie doll.

Alice surprised me more when she asked to suck my cock again, and in the car for Christ's sake! So I told her to be careful. While I was steering she laid her head on my lap, unzipped my pants and took my already hard cock out. She licked the tip and pumped her fingers up and down my pole. Then she took the head in her mouth and sucked and licked it. I had a hard time keeping my mind on the road, especially when I felt her deep-throating me.

I felt her swallowing movements on my dick head when she swallowed it down her throat. I was gasping so hard when my dick slipped in and out of her throat feeling her swallowing it with each in thrust. A moment later I spurted my load right down her throat as she took my cock down as deep as possible and held it there until I shot it all. All the time I felt her swallowing movements massage my cock. It was awesome.

When I was done she let my cock slip out of her throat and took a deep breath. "Did I do well?" she asked looking proud.

"You were amazing, Darling," I said meaning every word of it.

"Will you reward me by taking my virginity tonight?" she asked. There were those puppy dog eyes again. Somehow little girls soon learn that they can get away with anything by showing such puppy dog eyes. Men melt at that.

"Why are you so eager to lose your virginity, Alice?" I asked her.

"Well you see, I'm afraid I will get caught again by the Mafia and if I'm still a virgin they will sell me to some awful rapist and I will be hurt badly. But if you take my virginity then I'll be safe. I won't be that attractive to them anymore."

"I don't even know if you're ready for that yet, my love," I said. "Let's have supper first and then if you still want to go through with it we can give it a try. But if it hurts too much we will stop. Okay?"

"Yes, yes, I'm going to get rid of my virginity!" she said clapping her hands.

What else could I do with such a horny little girl? Her mind had been screwed up forever by those Mafia bastards. Now I had to put up with the consequences. Yes, and I hated that. - Not!

At home I started supper and Alice went to her room. A moment later I heard some noise behind me and I found her standing there naked. I gasped and asked her why she was naked. She told me that her clothes had rubbed her bruises at day care and now she wanted to give them some relief.

She sat down in a chair and spread her pussy lips open. She asked me if I would look and see if her pussy was a bit sore from rubbing against the fabric of her panties. I gasped again when I found myself looking right into her pink inner folds. Indeed I could see some flushed spots where her contusions were.

"You will have to kiss it and make it feel better before you can take my virginity," she said with a naughty smile.

"Okay, but just one little kiss. I'm still busy with dinner." I knelt down and kissed her bare open pussy and gave it a quick lick. It tasted so good that I was tempted to continue but I made myself stop. She sighed as I stood back up and finished making dinner.

We sat down at the table and ate quietly. Alice didn't eat much. She was too excited because I had promised to deflower her. I had mixed feelings about it. Sure I would love to, but was she ready? I knew from Ingrid that it had been pure horror for her losing her virginity on her 7th birthday. But then she had been treated badly and she was raped by a sadist who had ripped away her hymen brutally.

Alice wasn't even 7 and she looked tinier than Ingrid. Would she be ready? Wouldn't I damage her by forcing myself into her tiny orifice? Well she was determined to do this and so I had to go through with it, but I would be very careful with her.

After dinner I cleaned up the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher while Alice went into the living room to watch some cartoons. When I finished my work in the kitchen I went in to her and sat down next to her on the couch. She climbed onto my lap immediately facing the TV and I found myself watching cartoons with an almost 7-year-old naked girl sitting on my hardon.

She nestled herself against me and spread her legs, straddling my legs with hers and therefore spreading them open. She took my hands and guided them to her spread-open pussy. While still watching cartoons my hands found her wet, warm vagina. She sighed when my fingers caressed her still sore labia and I wondered again if I should go on with it.

I rubbed her little labia slowly hearing her purr like a kitten. Spreading them a little I moved my fingers inwards, rubbing between the lips over her moist virgin vagina. I got some goose bumps thinking about breaking this young nymphet in. I rubbed up and down her slit and bumped my fingers into her small clitoris which was on its way up to a tiny erection.

I thought about Ingrid. Her little clittie was very exposed now that her prepuce had been cut away. I wondered if it would be too sensitive for her to wear panties over that. I tried to imagine how it would feel when her sensitive unprotected clitoris would rub against the fabric of the panties while she walked or moved. Maybe she would have to wear a gauze bandage over it. I was sorry for her but at the same time it aroused me too.

Thinking about that I was rubbing Alice's clit over and over again, and a bit hard too. Suddenly I heard her moan. Thinking I had hurt her I was about to apologize to her, but then her orgasm exploded. She trembled and bucked on my lap and she moaned deep and low. Then she became quite heavy as she lay limply in my lap, sort of passed out from her exciting cum.

She fell asleep like that and there was nothing more for me to do than take her to bed. I was happy that there was some postponement of her de-flowering because the chance of damaging her scared me. On the other hand I was sad too because I really would like to experience de-flowering a nearly 7-year-old. Oh well, we would do that later.

After watching the news I went to bed too being exhausted by the things that had happened that day. Seeing how badly Ingrid was harmed. Meeting her roommate. Making arrangements for the girls to live with Greta and, of course, actually with me. I also wondered about Greta. I drifted off to sleep thinking about all of that.

In the middle of the night I woke up. Somebody was in my bed shaking me awake. It was Alice.

"You promised to take my virginity," she said bluntly.

She was already stroking my dick, sitting next to me quite naked. There was no way back now. I rubbed her tiny nipples. They were still sore but she let me touch them softly. She kept wanking me until my dick was rock hard. Then she lay back and opened up her legs. She even guided my cock to her pussy.

I was so horny for the girl I might even rape her if she would back out now but she didn't. I noticed her shivering though. Although she was determined to do this she was frightened too. I lowered myself on top of her kissing her forehead, then her soft lips, and then I kissed, licked and sucked her swollen nipples. She moaned.

I lowered my pelvis to hers and my dick touched her pussy slit. She tensed up. She was afraid.

"Say the word 'Stop' if you want me to stop and I will," I said to her, not so sure that I would be able to stop. She nodded agreement and I continued. My dick head slipped between her ever so tiny and slick pussy lips spreading them apart, but when I tried to push in nothing happened. Her pussy didn't stretch enough to let me in and her hymen was stubborn too.

She reached down and opened up her pussy lips herself to make more room for me. I pushed a little harder and her immature labia started to give in. They stretched and stretched. I could see the pain in her face but she didn't say the word. Then it happened. Her lips stretched enough to let my dick in, ripping her hymen on the way in and she cried out in pain. Tears welled up in her eyes.

I waited with just my dick head in the tiniest pussy I had ever been in. I waited for her to get used to the stretching and for the pain her ripped cherry gave her to subside. When it did I pushed in some more and she moaned again. This would not be easy for me but especially not for her. She really was too tight to be fucked yet. But she didn't want to give up.

Pushing and pulling I made her pussy stretch enough to let me in further and further. Every time I moved in a little deeper she moaned and sometimes even cried but no "Stop" was heard. So I went on and on ever so slowly. It took me at least half an hour to push my cock in as far as it would go and that was only half of it. I do have such a big cock.

Tears kept streaming down her cheeks but she was brave enough to continue with it. When I bottomed out I pulled back a little and then in again. Slowly I began to work my cock in and out making it slippery with her juices and the little blood her ripped hymen caused.

Once she had enough lubrication it went a little easier and I saw her relax. I felt stupid not thinking about taking some lubricant to make it easier for her but it was too late now. Her own juices made it slippery now and fucking her was a real delight, even for Alice.

Fucking her slowly and gently caused some more moans but they were different moans, less from the pain and more from arousal. I kept fucking her slowly and carefully. I could feel her orgasm build up as well as mine. She bucked a little and started to tremble more. Then she cried out and I could feel her pussy clamp onto my dick, kneading it even more than before. I couldn't hold back any longer and I shot my semen into her abused, sensitive pussy. She bucked and writhed some more and then she passed out.

I took my spent dick out her tight orifice, nestled myself beside her and caressed her still bruised body. She was spent and so was I. I fell asleep holding her tiny body in my arms. I felt guilty but ever so pleased too.

When I woke up she was awake already and stroking my dick. She smiled at me and said, "Thank you for being so careful, Daddy. It hurt a lot but you being so gentle made the pain go away and made room for the pleasant feelings." She kissed the tip of my dick but didn't go on. She just hugged me and whispered something in my ear.

She whispered, "I love you Daddy." I rather liked the sound of that now. "I love you too, Alice."

Then Alice told me something that surprised me a lot. She said that before she was kidnapped by the Mafia she was in an orphanage with her baby sister. They had been placed there after their mother died. When the Mafia grabbed her outside of the orphanage her baby sister was about a-year-old. That had been a year ago and her sister would be about 2 now.

She said, "I miss my little sister so much. She is all I have left of my family except for you, Daddy. Could you help me find my sister and let her be put in foster care with Greta too? And maybe she could even live with us at night."

I had to think this one over. I wasn't even sure I could find the orphanage from which she had been abducted. So I told Alice that I would see what I could do for her without promising her anything. Still I hoped I could track her little sister down through the FBI.

Alice winced when she put on fresh panties. Her little pussy was sore from the stretching I had given it and from the rupture of her hymen. I was concerned what Greta would think if she learned that I had fucked the little girl last night and had deflowered her. So I taped a bit of gauze over her pussy, hoping that would ease the discomfort of her wearing panties.

I was not getting much sleep anymore with my little cock sucker keeping me busy at night. This day Vicky was to be released from the hospital and I expected to bring her home tonight. I figured if she was anything like Ingrid and Alice I would be expected to fuck her too. Then in a few more days Ingrid would be coming home too. Was I up to keeping three horny little girls satisfied? I was not sure about that but it promised to be interesting trying.

Then there was Greta. I now had an idea about including her in my new little family too. I knew she loved caring for little girls and she would make a good mother for them. I was rather sure she would like to fuck with me also. Greta was an attractive mature woman. I never had any trouble making love to grown women. This thing with fucking little girls was still quite new to me.

I toyed with the idea of marrying her. If I did that then we could apply to adopt the little girls in our care. The authorities often approve of foster parents adopting kids I knew. We could really become a family and that way I would not have to sneak the girls out of the country to live with me in the new place I had just bought in the Caribbean. No, we could take the girls there quite openly and legally if they were our adopted daughters.

To be continued

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