Subject: Challenge: The round story, you contribute!
From: Simple Man <man.simple@hotmail.com>
Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2006 15:07:03 -0600
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Story: Dawn
By Simple Man, (add your name)
[Okay, here are the rules. It must remain a short story. New
characters are permitted. The content from one author may be edited but
the content must remain unchanged in concept. The concluding author
publishes to ASSM.]
DAWN
I don't know what to think about my dad or my mom anymore, things
have all changed. Mom and I didn't really get along all that well but
my dad was absolutely the best. To my dad, I was his reason for living
and I knew it. Even at a very young age I found out that letting my dad
touch and feel me would get me anything I wanted. Why my dad saw me as
sex object I'll never know, but I certainly took advantage of it. Now I
am 9 years old and I pay for what I want with giving my dad what he
wants, namely me. None of it is just fooling around with touching and
kissing anymore, it has progressed far beyond that and until yesterday I
was still a virgin. Not anymore!
It was like time standing still, dad was looking at me and I was looking
at him and we were both naked. He wanted it and I wanted it, the
foreplay had gone just too far. As if in slow-motion he laid me back
and spread my legs again. Sloppy wet from arousal, dad eased his penis
into me and with a lunge buried it. I never felt such intense pain that
felt so wonderful.
I put the paper down. These were her own words neatly typed,
correctly spelled and grammatically correct and printed out on 20 lb.
bond paper. Looking across the desk to the little girl sitting there in
restraints with wild eyes and drool dripping from her lips, I considered
her for a long moment. What had happened I wondered, what pushed her
over the edge, hormones, mental illness, nothing was obvious. The
psychotropic drug they had given her was so strong of a dose she
wouldn't know if I was talking to her or not, and if I could not get a
response from her it was pointless to continue this session. I wave the
two male orderlies over and they took the little girl off, dragging her
like dead weight down the hallway.
Walking down the same hallway I passed the inmates shower, an open area
to the hallway that hid nothing. Manacled to the ceiling restraints and
completely naked now, she was a beautiful little girl with shapely legs
and thighs and breasts that were just developing. She was groaning with
desire as the two orderlies washed her hairless body and probed her
every hole. Even drugged as she was, she still wanted sex or at least
responded to sexual stimulation. After watching her convulse in orgasm
I left and returned to the University to make my notes before my 3:00
class.
Five days ago---
The States Attorney's office had contacted me for the purpose of
considering me an expert witness. My class in Forensic Child
Molestation seemed to fit what they wanted and I agreed to see the girl.
This was not the first time I had agreed to see a troubled youth or
victim, but this was the strangest from the police report given to me.
Dawn Richards was a 9 year old "A" student, well liked and participated
in nearly all school events. Her mother, Judge Harriet Richards sat on
the Circuit Court and her father, Attorney Benjamin Richards had his own
well established law firm. Despite this almost reverent family
background, Dawn and her father were lovers and had been for many years,
all of which was unknown by Judge Richards at the time. The rest of the
events were conjecture and continued with the inference that Dawn was a
nymphomaniac and seduced her father to the point that she gave her
virginity to him willingly and with intent.
I knew that girls develop at different rates; there is no standard time
for menarche or any other development. Some girls grow pubic hair
quickly, some develop breasts and remain hairless as Dawn did, and each
girl is different. This coupled with her age told me she was too soon
for either; she was just a pretty little girl still quite away from
beginning menarche. Still, she was sexually active according to the
examining doctor, one Fredrick Liebricht who examined her after her
arrest.
Strathmore Physiciatric Institution was where they had taken her, a big
money and very private institution where upper class society kept their
secrets out of the newspaper and the public eye. There was a stink
about this one, I could smell it!
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