Perverts 'R' Us

The Perils of Pauline

By Old Boy ( M+/f, nc )

Phil, her step-father:

Pauline never knew her father. He left when she was only a baby. Pauline's mother remarried, but her new husband sometimes beat her. It was not a happy home life for the little girl when she was growing up. She envied some of her playmates, seeing that they had parents who got along with each other. Then Pauline's mother got sick and passed away suddenly, leaving her in the care of Phil, her step-father.

Pauline was eleven at the time, just beginning to grow some titties. Not long after her mother's death Phil began drinking heavily. One night he came home drunk, and he made his way upstairs to Pauline's room. He woke her up and the next thing she knew his hands were all over her, tearing off her nightie and then feeling her young body with his fumbling hands.

"Daddy loves you, Pauline. Do you love Daddy? Daddy wants to make love to his little girl." he said, ignoring her pleas to stop what he was doing to her. He took his pants down and climbed on top of her naked body, pinning her to the bed. His rough finger found her vagina and forced its way into her, hurting her.

Pauline cried and begged her Daddy to stop. Phil was too intent on having his way with the child, too drunk to have enough sense to stop what he was doing to her. His big, stiff penis poked at her opening. Then he forced his penis into her vagina, tearing through her hymen. It hurt terribly and Pauline screamed. Phil slapped her and told her to shut up. Then he plunged in and out of her, raping her, ignoring her tears and her pleas to stop.

Finally Phil came, pumping his cum into his step daughter's bleeding vagina. After a moment he rolled off of her and stumbled back down the stairs to his own bedroom, leaving the young girl naked and crying on her bed, bleeding from her vagina. After that Phil visited her room often. He figured that with her mother dead it was Pauline's duty to see to his needs. He was her step-father and he had a right to use her body like that. Even Pauline came to accept that.

The rapes continued during the next year. Pauline's titties grew into pretty young tits, and she began getting some womanly curves. At twelve she had her first period, a little woman now. She was a very pretty girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes, and boys and men noticed her when she passed by. But Pauline was also a very sad girl. She hated the things her Daddy did to her, and the things he made her do to him.

Phil's drinking problem worsened. He lost his job. It became more difficult now for Pauline to get enough to eat. Her Daddy spent most of his unemployment money on cheap whiskey and she often went hungry. Pauline knew that it could not go on like this. She began thinking about running away from home. Anything would be better than continuing to live with a drunk who raped her and forgot to feed her.

It was Pauline's thirteenth birthday but she would not be getting any presents today, not even any supper. Night came. Daddy was home. He was drunk again. Pauline heard him thrashing around downstairs, breaking things. In the morning he would blame her for the destruction as he always did, and punish her for it. She lay quietly in her bed hoping that he would fall asleep downstairs as he sometimes did, hoping that he would not remember that she was in her bedroom upstairs.

She heard his unsteady steps on the stairs, coming upstairs now, coming to her room. The door to her room flew open and the hall light silhouetted the man standing unsteadily in the doorway. It was her Daddy, her step-father, Phil.

"Pauline? You asleep? Wake up. Need to tell you somethin'." He found the light switch and turned it on, lighting up her bedroom. The floors were bare and worn, the furniture old and partly broken. The man staggered over to her bed. He smelled of sweat and whiskey. Phil had not bathed in many days.

"How's my li'l girl? Daddy's got somethin' fer you, Pauline." He fumbled with his fly, finally getting his zipper down and fishing out his limp penis. "Here Pauline. Suck Daddy's cock. Jes' fer you, Pauline, jes' fer you." This was her only birthday present, a smelly, limp cock to suck.

Pauline hated it when he was this drunk. Phil made her suck his cock and when he was like this he couldn't get it up, no matter how long she sucked it. She almost preferred it when he was not so drunk. Then she would suck him to erection and he would stick his cock in her vagina and rape her. But at least Phil would cum soon, then pull out of her and stagger off to his bed. At least then she would be able to go to sleep.

But now, like this, he would make her suck his limp penis for an hour or two. Then he would get angry with her and strike her, blaming her for his inability to get it stiff enough to stick into her vagina and rape her. Lately his condition was becoming more like this. Pauline sucked on his smelly, limp flesh, knowing it was useless. Phil would not be able to get an erection when he was this drunk.

Then a little miracle happened. Instead of making her continue sucking on his cock until he became angry with her and slapped her around, Daddy suddenly fell onto her bed and he began to snore. He had fallen asleep! Pauline let his limp penis go. She breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that when he was passed out drunk like this he would sleep through the night.

The girl made up her mind. She would leave right now while Phil was passed out drunk on her bed. Pauline got a few of her clothes together and put them in a shopping bag. She went through Daddy's pockets and miraculously found a $20 bill folded up and tucked down deep in a pocket. He must not have realized he had it, or he would have spent it on booze. It would buy her a few cheap value meals at McDonald's or Wendy's.

Pauline got dressed putting on her school uniform because it was the best clothes she had to wear. She left then, turning out the lights and walking out of the shabby house never to return.

Two high-school boys:

Pauline realized that she would have to leave town to get away from Phil. Otherwise if she got picked up the cops would simply return her to his custody. Much as she hated what he did to her, Pauline was not ready to turn her Daddy in for raping her. Perhaps if she could get to a local truck plaza she could find a truck driver willing to give her a ride. As she walked along the busy street a couple of boys in an old car saw her. They pulled over to call out to the girl to tease her.

"Hey, pretty girl! Where you goin' at night like this? Ain't it past your bedtime? Hey, pretty girl, wanna take a ride with us?" they called at her brazenly, not expecting her to respond but just teasing her. They could see that she was very young and maybe they would scare her and make her run away. That would be worth a laugh, just to scare the kid. They were surprised when the girl turned to them and came over to their car.

"Hi, boys. Could you give me a ride to the Pilot Truck Plaza out by the freeway?" she asked.

"Now why would a pretty little girl like you be wanting a ride out to the truck plaza?" one of them asked her. Answering his own question he added "I know, I bet you are running away from home, aren't you? Things too tough at home for you? Did your Mommy or Daddy yell at you?" The boys laughed. They could not know just how tough things really were for Pauline at home.

The driver said "Okay kid, get in the car and we will drive you out to the truck plaza, if you are sure that is where you want to go. But some of those truck drivers can be rough on little girls like you. They might just eat you up!" He laughed. The passenger boy got out and ushered Pauline into the car to sit between the boys, getting in after her and closing the car door.

"So, what's your name, kid?" he asked her, crowding up close to her.

"Pauline." she replied. The boy put his hand on her knee.

"Pauline. That's a pretty name. I'm Jeff and this here's Mike. I figure you to be about fourteen, right?" He squeezed her leg.

"Actually I just turned thirteen." she said. She didn't like it that his hand was going up her leg.

"Thirteen!" he exclaimed, "Goodness you look so grown up for thirteen, with tits and all."

"Some girls grow up earlier than others you know." she said. Jeff's hand was under her skirt now.

Mike noticed a Taco Bell that was still open. "Hey, Pauline, you hungry? Let's stop at Taco Bell and get us a late night snack." She was hungry, but she didn't want to start spending her only $20 this soon.

Pauline said "Sorry, I don't have money to pay for a snack."

He said "Well don't you worry about that, pretty lady. Jeff here and I will be happy to pay for the food." How much would they have to spend at Taco Bell anyway? Jeff took his hand off her leg.

She was really happy to hear that. Pauline had not eaten since lunchtime. They placed their order at the drive-thru window. Pauline asked how much she might order, and the boys told her to order all she wanted to. They were surprised though when she ordered a giant meal. They sat in the car eating their food and washing it down with Cokes. Pauline ate her food all up too.

"Well now, you must have been really hungry, Pauline." Mike observed.

"Yes I was. I didn't have any supper tonight." she replied.

"Well then, I'm real glad we stopped at Taco Bell and took care of that for you." He was a nice boy. They left the parking area then and continued on their way. Pauline noticed though that Mike turned off the main road and drove onto a narrow road leading into a large park.

"This isn't the way to the freeway." she observed.

"No, but it's real pretty here in the park at night. The stars are out, and there's a full moon. It's a warm night too. I figured we could just stop for awhile and enjoy being here together." Mike said. Jeff had his hand back on her leg now, going clear up under her skirt to her panties.

"Please stop that, Jeff." she said. Mike parked the car and then his hand went up her other leg. The boys began taking turns kissing her. Pauline became alarmed. She knew where this was going. Her experiences with Daddy over the past year told her what the boys were up to.

"Are you boys going to fuck me?" she asked them. They were surprised when a thirteen-year-old girl would ask them that so calmly.

"Well yeah, Pauline, we would really like to do that." Mike said.

"Even if I don't want you to?" she asked.

Jeff said "Yes, even if you don't want to. But let us fuck you and we won't hurt you, okay?"

"If I do let you fuck me, will you still take me to the truck plaza afterwards?" she asked.

Mike said "Sure, Pauline. We will do that for you, I promise." She was some cool kid.

"Okay then. Let's get out of the car where we have more room to move around, and let me take off my clothes and leave them in your car so they don't get all dirty, okay?" she said calmly. The boys watched the young girl take her clothes off in the dim moon light. They got undressed too. This was turning out to be a better adventure with the pretty girl than the boys had expected.

The boys held Pauline between them and felt her up, their hands exploring her firm body as they kissed her. She really didn't want the boys doing this with her but as with Daddy, she felt powerless to stop it. So she resigned herself to going along and hoped they would not get too rough with her.

Soon they had her kneel down on the grass on her hands and knees. Mike got behind her and shoved his cock up into her vagina. Jeff got in front of her and had the girl suck his cock. Pauline wanted to suck Jeff off, hoping to drain him enough that he would no longer care about fucking her. But the boy pulled out of her mouth before she could bring him off. He wanted to save it for her vagina.

Mike humped at her vagina for awhile and then he shot, gobs of his cum filling her cunt. The boy pulled out of her then. Jeff quickly took his place, shoving his erect cock up into her. Mike had Pauline lick him off, and then begin sucking his penis until he got a new erection. They kept this up with her until each of them had cum in her cunt three times. The last two times lasted longer, as the boys both took some to cum a third time. Pauline was tired and sore all over.

Jeff and Mike got their clothes back on while Pauline just lay on the ground, so tired, just wanting to sleep. Jeff thought it would be a neat trick to just leave the girl there naked like that. He talked Mike into just getting into their car and driving off. Pauline panicked when she saw that the boys were leaving her like that. She hurried to her feet and ran after them, begging them not to leave her there naked.

As they drove off Jeff said "Look, the little cunt doesn't have a thing to wear. We have all her clothes right here." He laughed. "Oh look, there's a $20 bill folded up and tucked into her shoe. Guess she had some money on her after all. But not any more!" he said, waving the bill.

Mike said "What? You didn't leave her any clothes to wear? Come on, Jeff, we can't do that to her. I'm gonna turn the car around and go back for her." Jeff didn't want to do that. He liked the thought of the girl being naked and alone in the park without anything to wear.

Jeff said "Oh I get it. You want the $20 for gas money. Okay here it is." he said, handing Mike the money. Mike took the money but then he stopped the car and looked at his friend, seeing something in him he didn't much like. Jeff had a mean, cruel streak in him.

Mike said "Get out of the car, Jeff. This is the end of the line for us." Jeff could not believe it. Mike intended to leave him here in the park. Mike was bigger than Jeff, so Jeff was forced out of the car. Mike drove off, heading back into the park, while Jeff yelled curses after him.

Mike saw her then in the headlights of his car, a naked girl huddled on the ground, squatting with her hands around her knees and crying. Pauline was surprised to see the car come back. Were the boys going to rape her some more? The car pulled up beside her.

Mike said "Come on, Pauline. Get dressed and I will take you to the truck plaza like I promised. Jeff talked me into leaving you here like this, but I didn't realize that he didn't leave you any clothes to wear. When I found out I wanted to come back for you but Jeff didn't. So I booted him out of the car. Oh, and here's the $20 you had tucked into your shoe." Mike was a nice boy.

Pauline got dressed and got back in the car. "Thank you, Mike, for coming back for me." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled. It was kind of neat having the girl kiss him because she wanted to, not just because she had to. As they passed Jeff shaking his fist at them, Pauline stuck her hand out the window and gave him the finger. She felt good about doing that.

"You are a nice boy, Mike. I wouldn't mind staying here and being your girlfriend if you have someplace where I could live." Pauline said. Mike was flattered by her offer. He sure wished that he could do that. If he had been a few years older with a job so he could support her, he would really like to have pretty Pauline living with him. But he was still in high school, living at home with his parents. There was no way they would allow Mike to bring a live-in girlfriend home with him to share his bedroom, especially not a girl who was only thirteen years old!

Mike explained the situation to her. Pauline understood. He drove her out to the truck plaza and kissed her goodbye. It was too bad that they couldn't live together but they were just too young. Pauline would have to look elsewhere to find refuge. Maybe some nice older man would want to keep her as his little mistress. She was willing to do that as long as the man treated her nicely.

The night manager:

A few heads turned to look after the young girl who walked into the truck stop cafeteria. What was a kid like this doing here by herself at 3:00 a.m.? She looked really tired, and there was the unmistakable smell of sex coming from her. She had been fucked, hard. She walked up to the man behind the counter.

Pauline asked him "Do you have some place where I could crash for a few hours? I haven't had any sleep tonight, and I would like to clean up some too."

"Sure, kid, I can give you a room. Won't cost you much either, only $20 just for you." It was a good price for a sleeping room, but Pauline wasn't about to part with the only money she had.

"Yeah, that isn't a bad price, mister. But I don't have any money for a room." The pretty young girl really looked trashed. The night manager thought about it a minute. He had several spare rooms and they were not going to be bringing in any money tonight. He could spare one for her.

"Well I don't usually do this, kid, but you look like you really need some help. So I'm going to let you have a room, free. You can use the community shower to clean up too. Mostly truck drivers use the showers, but not much going on this time of night. I will keep an eye out for you so no guy walks in on you while you are in the shower. Okay?"

Pauline gave him a tired smile. "Thanks mister. God bless you for that." She took the key and went to her small sleeping room. She got undressed, wrapped a bath towel around herself, and walked to the nearby community shower room. She saw the night manager down the hall giving her a thumbs-up sign as she entered the shower room. Pauline scrubbed herself clean and she returned to her room.

The night manager was there waiting for her. She saw that she was going to have to pay for the room after all. The man played with her clean naked body for awhile as she lay on the bed. She just wanted him to finish up and leave so she could get some sleep. He fucked Pauline then, but he was gentle with her and it didn't take too long.

The night manager gave her a fatherly kiss on the forehead. "Thanks, kid. I really liked that. But I know you are tired so I am going to leave you alone now. You can sleep in until noon and no one else will bother you. And when you get up, here's a ticket for a free breakfast." She kissed him then and he left.

Finally Pauline was able to get some sleep. She woke up about 11:00 a.m. feeling better. She freshened up and got dressed in her school uniform again. She went to the cafeteria and presented the cook with her meal ticket. He fried up a couple of eggs for her with bacon and toast and coffee as she sat at the counter. The cook gave her a knowing look as he served her.

A big truck driver:

A big, beefy truck driver sat down at the counter beside Pauline, sizing up the young girl. He saw she had a shopping bag with her stuffed full of clothes. She was a runaway for sure, and a pretty one at that. She should be an easy pick-up. He smiled.

Pauline looked at the man who sat down beside her. He was a big man, but he looked okay. She needed to find a trucker who would give her a ride out of town, out of state, away from Phil. The man ordered some lunch from the fry cook. Then he turned to her, smiling.

"Hello there, Missy. You are having breakfast rather late, aren't you? You stay here last night?" the man asked her.

"Yes, sir, I did stay here last night. The night manager put me up. He gave me a meal ticket too." The trucker grinned. He knew the night manager. He figured that the guy had put it up the girl all right. The trucker always stopped here on his cross-country travels. There was often a runaway here looking for a ride out of this hard-scrabble West Virginia town, but seldom one so young and pretty as this girl.

"Well now, I'll bet you just might be looking for a ride. Is that right, missy?" he asked.

"That would be nice, mister. Are you going far?" she asked him.

"I'm headed west, going clear across to California. That far enough for you, missy?" he said.

"Oh, yes. I've heard it's real nice in California. That is if you would take me with you, sir."

"Sure, missy." he replied. She would be an amusing companion for the next couple of days. "They call me Huck. What's your name?"

"Pauline. I bet you give rides to lots of girls, don't you, Huck?"

He laughed. "A few, Pauline, a few. It helps to have company on my long drives. And sometimes a man gets lonely for a woman, you know?" He watched to see what the girl's reaction would be to that. He didn't want to take on some kid who might holler "rape" at his first move.

Pauline sighed. At least the man was being honest with her, letting her know that he would expect something from her. "Yeh, Huck, I understand. I know what men want from a girl. You are a big guy. Just promise me that you won't get too rough with me, will you?"

Huck laughed. He was pleased to see that she knew the score and was willing to do her part. "Sure, Pauline, I'm going to take real good care of you, little girl."

Huck and Pauline spent a couple of pleasant days driving across the country. He let her pick out the music she wanted to listen to on the radio. The big man was kind to her, careful not to hurt her when he fucked her with his big cock, which was every time they stopped for a meal or to rest. He had a bunk behind the driver's seat of the truck. It was a bit crowded there for the two of them to fuck, but somehow they managed.

Huck enjoyed teasing the young girl into having nice orgasms and she got to like being with him. By the time they reached California Huck was all fucked out, but quite happy with the young girl. She had been the best fuck rider he ever had.

If he had been single, Huck would have set her up in an inexpensive apartment and kept her there for whenever he was in town for a layover. But Huck was married and he had a couple of kids, so there was no way he could keep Pauline as his mistress, much as he would like to.

However Huck knew the dispatcher at the trucking company was a single man who had told him that he liked younger girls. So he took Pauline with him to meet the dispatcher, thinking that the man might be interested in looking after the girl. At 13, she was too young to be on her own.

The dispatcher:

Tom the dispatcher was only too happy to take on such a pretty girl as Pauline. He thanked Huck and assured him that he would be pleased to look after her. Huck left then and went on home to his wife and kids.

Pauline waited around until Tom got off work and then he took her home with him. He fixed supper for both of them, and then it was time to have some fun with his new prize. The girl knew that he would want to fuck her, and he did, and that was okay. Tom spent a lot of time playing with her firm young tits. And then he spent more time playing with her pussy. He enjoyed making Pauline cum and she liked that. She thought she was going to enjoy living with the man.

But then Tom turned mean. He took her down to his cellar which was set up as a dungeon. Pauline found herself chained naked to a wall, her tits bound tightly with ropes. The man did cruel things to her body, even whipping her with soft flails. He was careful not to mark her, but he did inflict some nasty bruises on her flesh. Who would have guessed that the mild-mannered man was into bondage and discipline games?

Pauline spent several terrifying days locked up in the cellar dungeon, but one day while Tom was at work she managed to slip out of her bonds. Quickly Pauline got dressed and ran away before he returned home from work. Tom was disappointed at the loss of his pretty slave girl. But there were always young runaway girls to be found in Southern California. He would be more careful to keep the next one tied up tightly so she could not escape.

More perils:

After that experience, Pauline figured that anything was better than being kept prisoner by such a man as Tom. She was wrong. Her next experience was even worse when she became the mascot cunt girl of a black street gang. I would tell you about it, but time is growing short.

Suffice it to say that Pauline later was sold as a sex slave after the gang grew tired of raping her. She wound up as a prisoner in the back of a sleazy bawdy house. There certain discreet men visited her and enjoyed the pleasures of kinky sex with an under-aged prostitute.

And so it was that Pauline continued to suffer one perilous situation after another all through her teen years. Perhaps she was simply unlucky. But then there are many sad stories of girls like her on the streets of our major cities, plying the only trade they know.

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