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THE SCHOOL (ped, bdsm, abuse)

BY BLUEDAWG

[ part 1 ]

This story is a parody intended for adults only. It is totally and 
completely fictional. This author does not in any way condone or support 
any real world sexual acts or violence directed towards children and/or 
non-consenting adults in anyway, shape, or form.

The little girl was named Amy. She had just turned 11 and was enjoying a 
day at the beach with her mother. She was gorgeous little blonde, 
well-tanned all over in her tiny little orange strapless bikini. She had 
a curvy figure with a terrific, plump ass. It was only her rather flat 
chest and short height that told everyone this was a pre-teen.

The woman that came up to her was a teacher at her school. Tina Wells 
was very pretty and had an angelic face so Amy thought nothing of it 
when she asked her to come over to her car to help her with something. 
The car turned out to be a van, which should have been the first clue to 
run, but Amy didn't. When Wells opened the back door, a pair of strong 
hands grabbed the young girl and yanked her in. Then the woman calmly 
shut the back door and walked around to the driver's door, got in, and 
drove away.

In the back, young Amy was fighting for all she was worth, but the man 
in the back was many times her size and strength. In addition, the van 
had been designed with sound-proof material that blocked almost any 
noise. Still, the duo took no chances. Amy opened her mouth to scream 
only to have it immediately filled by a prod made of hard rubber. The 
prod was huge and long and Amy's little mouth was filled to the brink… 
and beyond. She gagged and retched as the tip of the prod reached the 
back of her throat. The prod was connected to a large and thick leather 
pad that completely covered the girl's lower face. It had all sorts of 
buckles, which the man used to strap the muzzle on tightly. One strap 
ran around Amy's face. Another had a Y-shaped attachment that looped up 
and over her nose and over the top of her head. Finally, a small belt 
went up and under her chin. With practiced ease, the man cinched all of 
these as tightly as possible and then locked them all in place with an 
audible click.

Suddenly, he released the girl and sat back.

Amy jumped away from him and landed up against the well-padded door that 
led to the front of the van. Tina, driving along carefully, felt the 
slight bump and turned the small monitor built in to the center console. 
It showed her what was happening in the back.

"Chuck, stop playing." She said into the tiny throat mike she wore. "No. 
I like this part." He responded.

Amy say wide-eyed and huffing as she stared at the man sitting calmly 
before her.

"Go ahead. Scream. You know you want to."

She took a deep breath and screamed. Only a slight mewling got past the 
thick padding, and then only for a second before the deep prod-gag 
caused her to retch.

"Poor little baby. That big ol' nasty dick in your mouth just keeps you 
all quiet doesn't it?"

Amy hummed a bit more as she reached up to pull at the thing on her 
face. It was like a steel octopus and didn't move at all despite her 
best efforts.

"That won't do you any good, Amy-baby. That gag is locked on. You might 
as well get used to it. From now on that pretty little mouth will have 
something in it about 24 hours a day, 7 days a week."

Amy retched and coughed silently as she started to cry.

"Now, now. I wouldn't do that if I were you kiddo. Your gag has a small 
air hole in the middle, but it's very tiny and if you clog up your nose 
with snot, breathing will become a real bitch."

Amy stopped crying but continued to pull at the muzzle in frustration 
for a bit longer. Seeing this was futile, she jumped over to the side of 
the van and started pounding on the wall. It was well-padded and she 
barely made a sound outside. Chuck giggled as he watched.

"Dammit! Stop fucking around! I mean it! We're almost at the other 
pick-up and she's not even tied yet!" Tina growled into her mike.

"Ok, ok. C'mere sweetie, time to get you all trussed up."

Amy, all but out of breath from her struggles, couldn't put up much of a 
fight as Chuck cinched her wrists together with thin cord, and then 
pulled them into a single leather sleeve which her strapped on tightly. 
At the end of the sleeve was a thin strap he used to cinch up tightly 
between the little girl's legs. Amy grunted and mewled as her privates 
were invaded by the strap.

Finally, more straps were added to her legs and ankles, then she was 
cinched into a tight hogtie.

Chuck gently patted and rubbed Amy's ass when he was finished.

"That's a very nice little ass you have there sweetie. I'm sure I'll 
enjoy it."

The second girl was named Rita. She was part Hispanic and a bit older 
than Amy at almost thirteen. She had long, thick, coal-black hair and a 
much more developed chest, somewhat big for a girl her age. Rita's best 
feature was her face. It was stunning, with her big eyes and absolutely 
delectable lips. Thick, full, lips that drew a man's attention right off 
the bat.

The abduction was basically the same, the exceptions being that Rita was 
at the mall and was wearing a somewhat low-cut top, short, tight skirt, 
and pantyhose with low heels.

"Nice tits for kid her age. You sure she's just 12?" Chuck said as he 
jammed the penis-gag in.

"I'm sure, but she turns 13 in a month. No comment about the lips?" Tina 
asked over the mike.

"Awesome. Born to suck cock. Let's roll."

And it's off to school they go...

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