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Date: Mon, 23 Aug 2004 14:40:36 -0700
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LOUSY SNOOPY KIDS 2 of 2 (Mg,cons, extreme-pedo)
BY DIVINE SCRIBE
[ part 2 ]
Mr. Carson stood back and observed Lisa and Sue to see if they could get
loose. The two twelve year olds were both tied tight: ankles, knees,
wrists behind the back and in a hogtie, with more rope around each
waist/arm. Eacj small mouth had been stuffed with clean, soft white
cloth, a six or seven strips of masking tape covered the lower half of
each face.
Lisa looked frightened, and teary eye's. Sue looked angry, and scowled.
The struggled, but couldnt get loose. Good enough. Mr. Carson went out
of the room for a second, roughly brushing by the young woman that was
still wrapped up in shrink wrap and had the noose around her neck. Lisa
and Sue "Mmmphed" at each other, small fingers reached for knots that
were well out of reach, and the older woman stood there and cried.
Mr. Carson came back a few minutes later, swigging mouthfuls of scotch
from a bottle.
"What the hell am I gonna do?" he said to himself as he paced the room.
He drank, paced, paused to wipe his sweaty forhead, and paced and drank
some more. He certainly didnt plan on two neighborhood girls to catch
him in the cat of keeping a woman tied up in his own home!
"MmmmmMMMMMMmmMMMMPH! MMMPH! MMMMMMMMPH!"" shouted the woman suddenly at
him, eyes wide and pleading, trying to sat something.
"Shuddup," said Mr. Carson, and he raised his hand to her. The woman
hopped back a small space and turned her head away, "mmph"ing into her
gag. Mr. carson went back to drink, and to pacing, muttering "what am I
gonna do?" and "Theres gotta be a way outta this" and things like that.
Lisa and Sue fretted, knew that they wouldnt be missed for days...and
also that the more Mr. Carson drank, the more he seemed to relax,and he
looked at them now not with worry but with something else, something
they didnt like. And as Mr. carson walked by, Sue saw something
important-the front door wasnt shut all the way! There was the tail end
of a jacket sticking in the door! If Carson left the room for any length
of time, she might be able to open it...
Time passed, and soon Mr. Carson was raging drunk. He untied the woamans
noose and carried her over to the sofa. She was chained by the neck to a
heavy ring in the wall, and Mr. Carsoin turned the tv on. He broke out
another bottle and started to drink some more as he forced the woman to
cuddle with him.
"MMMMMPH!" sobbed Lisa and she turned her face away from the sight of
the struggling woman.
"You wanna be up here insted her of, cutie?" asked Mr. Carson. Lisa's
eyes went wide and she shook her head "no". "Then stay quiet, okay?" Mr.
Carosn looked at Lisa, and she and Sue looked back.
"I said, OKAY!?!"n The tied woman in his arms looked at Lisa and shooked
her head "yes" frantoically, indicating that she should do the same.
Lisa did, and Sue did too.
"Okay then," said Carson, and he went back to driking, and watching some
movie that had lots of gunshots and car chases.
Eventually the two girls started to sob, losing hope. Mr. Carson had
finished off the second bottle, and had the woman sitting with her back
to him. Her hands, unseen, were making up and down motions, and she
cried out under the gag with pain from the uncomfortable position. Mr.
Carson was smiling, his eyes closed, and soon enough he was grunting and
moaning, his body tense...and then he relaxed, eyes closed. Lisa and Sue
watched, and waited...and Mr Carson started to snore. he was asleep! Now
was theyre chance!
Sue started towards the door first, hoping that Lisa would follow. Lisa
tried not to make any sounds, but wanted to question what her friend was
doing. Lisa saw Sue making frantic back and forth wiggling movements,
gaining and inch each time she thrust fowards. Then Lisa looked foward,
and saw the door, and the coat! Then she looked at the woamn, and aw
that she was in turn looking back with big, hopefilled eyes.
Lisa started to wiggle-lift up, woggle, fall back down, lift up again...
The rug was burning them, and the ropes pulled tight with each thrust,
and the smnall breasts were smooshed under the weight of eachgirls body
as the made progress. It took them twenty minutes, but they were at the
door. Sue's small fingers reached for the coat, and starated to tug. It
wasnt enough! She felt that her fingers were t strong enough to pull the
coat from between the door and the jamb!
Lisa started to cry when she saw Sue pulling and the coat going taught
but not free.
Mr. Carson moved in his sleep, and they both turned, praying he didnt
wake up.
Sue saw that his penis was in the womnans hands still, big and red and
limp, covered in shining light on the fluid that covered it.
Sue didnt want that to happened to her, and in one great pull she yanked
on the coat--and the door swng open, almost all the way. They could see
the dark street just passed the lawn, they could hear the wind in the
tree's.
They started outside, as quick and quiet as possible. Both girls started
to cry with hope, and fear, as they struggled. They went out the door,
and onto the porch. They looked at each other as they came to the top
step and looked down. It was a long way. But there was only one way to
get it done...Sue went first, inched up to the rim of the step, closed
her eyes tight, andlet herself slide down the rough steps to the
sidewalk below.
"Ugh," she said as she fell. Thet steps hurt, the fall hurt, and she lay
there on her belly, crying. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she hated
Mr Carson for doing this to her. Seconds later Lisa fell down next to
her, landing on her side, then rolling over onto her belly. She was
crying as well. Both girls knew they couldnt wait. Exhausted, the
started wiggling, inch by inch, down the sidewalk, over the curb (more
hurt) and into the middle of the street. far ahead they saw the glow of
the first inhabited houses, and knew that they had to somehow get uop
there fast.
"MMMMMPHHH!" screamed Lisa into her gag as a car went passed far up the
street.
Inch by inch, grunting into the gags, sweat streaming into theyre eyes
and young bopdies cahin, they started ahead.
It was two hours later. They were almost at the first house. Sue had
pulled ahead of Lisa by a good twenty feet. Both girls were tired,
beyong tired, and were feeling it. They were so close now...the ordeal
was almost over!
Mr. Carson snored and snored. Everytime he woke up the bound and gagged
woman would message his oenis and make small cooing noises. This seemed
to make Mr. Carosn go back to sleep, smiling.
Then he sneezed, and he opened his eyes. The woman started stroking his
penis a bit harder, trying to relax and distract him.
"Huh? Wha..?" said Mr. Carson as he cleared his eyes.
He saw that the two girls were gone!
"SHIT!: he exclaimed, and the womans face turned into a mask of fear.
She started jerking him off as fast as she could, and she monaed as he
tried to get up, and he had to oull himself away from her.
"Fucking bitch," he said and threw her to the floor. A rope went around
her neck and he tied the other end to her ankles after pulling her head
back-waaaayyyyy back! Her eyes popped out in fear, and her face went
red. She started to sweat, and her feet were tense and wiggling with the
effort it took not to relax the leg muscles. Mr. Carson took her face in
his hands and forced her to look at him and said, "Lets hope you dont
strangle before I get back," and he got up and ran out of the door.
Lisa was crying again, and thiking of all the places she would rather
have been-at the movies, at home watching tv, with a boy...and then she
heard his voice!
"GOD-DAMMIT!" she heard and she stopped and turned her head..and saw Mr.
Carson!
"MMMMPH!" she squeeled, and saw that Sue also saw him. Both girls
started wiggling at a frantic rate, with a new energy born of fear. Sue
was now almost at the driveway to the first house, and was frantically
inching her way up the curb when Carson got to Lisa.
"I'll be back for you!" he screamed as he scopped up the young girl and
carryed her away back down the street!
Lisa wiggled and cried and bagged not to be hurt. She bounced with each
jarring step, and was thrown onto the couch. "LITTLE BITCH!" he screamed
as he placed her in a hogtie as well. He turned and almost slipped on an
empty scotch bottle as he rcaed out the door, leaving the terrified
girls alone.
Lisa looked back, and saw Carson running up the block. She was so close,
so close! It wasnt fair that she would be caught now and brough back to
that house! Not fair!
Sue inched her way to the front door and made on pathertic knock before
she felt Carsons arms lift her up! She closed her eyes and screamed into
her gag and batted at him with her small bound hands..and suddenly she
was blinded by a bright light, and then jarred by the fall to the ground.
"FREEZE! HANDS IN THE AIR! ARMED SECURITY!"
It was the private security firm that protected the property!
"MMMPH!" she screamed! She was saved!
UPDATE: Mr. Carson was arrested that night. The woman was a missing
person from the next town over. Lisa and Sue were rescued, unharmed. the
woman had to be hospitolised for her trauma.
Buried in Mr Carsons back yard were the bodies of eight young girls and
women, all tortued to death.
Mr. Carson was given a sentence of 350 years without parole,and was
knifed to death in his cell the first week he was incarcerated.
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