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THE OLD MAN BY THE SEA (ped, bdsm, abuse)
BY BLUEDAWG
[ part 1 ]
The following story is a parody intended for adults only. It contains
elements of underage sex, bondage, and violence. This is for fantasy
purposes only and the author does not in any way condone or endorse any
real world sex or violence against children or non-consenting adults.
The house was very old and worn by the constant sea air, but it had been
well built and thus had stood the test of time. The old man had lived
here all alone for the past five years... ever since his wife had died.
The house was huge and sat on a rather large lot. He'd been offered a
small fortune for it, but he loved living on the beach and he had no
money worries, so why sell?
He double-locked his front door more out of habit than need. It was a
wealthy area and thus well protected by the police. The houses on each
side of him were both rental units and so he wasn't pestered by nosey
neighbors much. In fact, he was rarely bothered by anyone anymore... and
he liked it that way.
It gave him complete privacy for his hobbies.
He unbolted the door to his basement and went down. On the south wall
stood a large bookcase. A hidden switch opened that up and he went into
his secret room.
The area was fairly large... more than big enough for his needs.
As he entered, the occupants made a series of muffled cries and grunts.
There were five of them at the moment. As usual, he had selected the
four girls from the beach. He always picked carefully, targeting only
young girls whose parents allowed them to wear tiny little bikinis. To
the old man, it was sinful that preteen girls be allowed to wear such
things in public.
And so he kidnapped and punished them as a warning to all the others.
One girl was eight. Two others were nine, and the fourth was eleven.
His routine was strict. They were kept gagged at all times. Not that it
was necessary. The room was completely soundproofed, but he enjoyed the
mewling, choking gag sounds the little girls made. He used large
penis-shaped gags most of the time. Three times a day, he would change
them to a penis-shaped gag that had a hole in it. This was attached to a
device that fed them water and a very nutritious, but rather
nasty-tasting, paste. The trick was, of course, that they had to suck
hard in order to get the food and water out.
The way he figured it, since they dressed like little whores, they
should be treated as such.
To that end, he kept them in stiletto heels, and forced them to stand
much of the time. He also dressed them in various outfits. It was easy,
since you could order almost anything, in any size, online. That
included all sorts of leather and rubber devices. Tape. Cord. Chains.
Handcuffs. All types of gags.
Everything a man needed to play with his little toys.
The muffled groaning and wailing continued at a various pitch depending
on the girl. Today they were all chained by the neck (They all wore
collars) to the ceiling. Tottering on stiletto heels, the chains allowed
them the freedom to walk around within a ten foot radius, but it wasn't
long enough to let them sit down on the floor. There was a chair, but
only one, and so the little girls had to figure out whether to fight or
cooperate. They were all tightly gagged of course, so no talking could
go on, and their high collars even prevented any nodding.
It was fun to watch them try to communicate. The old man had thoroughly
tested each girl's gag reflex and had selected his penis gags
accordingly so that any head movement or sound caused that captive to go
into a fit of choking and retching.
To complicate matters even more, all the girls had either titty-pumps or
nipple clips attached. He'd bought the pumps online but after testing
various clips and clamps, he found that good old clothespins worked as
well as anything. None of them had any real breasts to speak of, not
even the oldest, so it was mainly a matter of attacking the nipple area.
That suited him fine.
The old man had never really considered himself a "butt" lover, but
there was nothing quite so fine as a little girl's ass, so he had become
one over time. He liked to keep them plugged with vibrating anal
devices, always making sure to use plenty of lubricant. After all, he
wasn't here to seriously hurt anyone, and besides, it made things a lot
easier when he wanted to have sex.
His pleasant thoughts were interrupted by the grunts of his fifth
captive, an 11-year-old boy named Greg. He wasn't sexually attracted to
boys at all, but this one was the brother of one of the girls and he
happened to come along at the wrong time. Not being a killer, the old
man had no choice but to grab him up.
The boy was nothing but trouble. Strong and full of fire, the old man
had trouble deciding on how to handle him. It wasn't right to use a
penis gag on him, so he used large ball gags. To calm him down the old
man made his girls, including his pretty little eight-year-old sister,
masturbate the boy twice a day. That helped, but not enough. He had to
break the boy's will.
Finally, he decided to try something else. After feeding time last
night, he'd taken the boy and his sister to a mattress on the floor.
They were both tightly bound, gagged, and blindfolded. He oiled up the
little girl's rectum and then ordered the girl to use her bound hands to
masturbate the boy until he was hard. Unable to see or speak, neither
knew who the other one was. Once the boy was stiff, he quickly bound the
girl's knees to her chest, thus better exposing her incredible little
ass. He pushed the brother right up against his younger sister and
guided him into her bunghole.
That, understandably, caused quite a stir in both of them, but he
harshly ordered the duo to lie completely still. They complied, although
the girl continued to whimper and moan at the intruder in her little
asshole. Greg was by no means large, but his sister had never had
anything bigger than a thermometer put in... and he was larger, and
longer, than one of those by far.
Working speedily, he used a series of belts and leather straps to bind
the two of them together. He especially concentrated on the pelvic
region, fastening them so tight that Greg was not only fully inserted
into his sister's anal cavity, but he could barely move out more than an
inch or two.
The old man stepped back to admire his work. Left free, the boy would
have lustily pumped his little cock in and out until he quickly came.
That might have taken a minute or two at the most. This way, the boy
wouldn't have the room to generate much pumping action, thus keeping him
hard for a long time. Even if he did manage to cum, the Old Man had fed
Greg some Viagra during his dinner. He figured that would keep the boy
hard all night no matter what.
He reached down and pulled off their blindfolds.
Now they really kicked up a fit, which caused the Old Man to laugh.
"Now son, you just lay here nice and quiet while your cock serves as
your little sister's anal plug for tonight. See you two in the morning."
He clicked on the video recorder he'd set up earlier to tape the whole
thing. It would certainly be an interesting evening for the two siblings.
All this had gotten the Old Man quite horny and it was time for his
favorite program. There was little question as to who he would take
upstairs.
His captives all reacted basically the same way. Most cried, some
screamed, and some went into a trance-like state, but they all were
frightened or scared.
All except one. Nine year old Nicky was different. Not only was she
absolutely gorgeous, but she was a fighter like none he had ever seen.
He'd kidnapped her almost three days ago and she had fought him like a
wildcat at every turn. She never cried, never showed the slightest hint
of fear. She snarled at him when she was gagged, and cursed him like a
drunken sailor the few times her mouth was left free.
Her had absolutely no doubt that she would slit his throat in a second
had she been allowed half a chance... and that made him want her even
more. He walked over to his prize. She was wearing all white, including
a super-tight, very thin strapless stretch top and a micro short skirt
that left nothing to the imagination. After hours of tottering on five
inch stiletto heels she was near collapse, but still managed to flash
him a particularly evil look.
He sat Nicky down and fixed her up for the trip upstairs by first
removing the panties she wore. At first glance they looked like simple
French cut, white panties, but in reality they were made of latex, held
an ass-plug in back and a butterfly clit clip in front. They were wet
when he removed them, meaning that Nicky had cum at least once, if not
several times.
If so, it hadn't mellowed her out any. She grunted and moaned as her
bottom came free, but then sent a stream of choking gagged curses at the
Old Man.
Taking no chances, especially upstairs, he put her arms in an all-white
leather arm binder and pulled the straps tight.
Before removing her gag, he grabs a long rod-like device and speaks.
"See this?" He says, as he presses a button on the rod, sending a harsh
spark of electricity out the end.
Nicky jumps, but not much.
"I need to change your gag. If you fight me, if you scream, or yell, or
curse, or try to bite me, I'm going to stick this up your little twat
and pull the trigger. Understand?"
Nicky looked at him with a glare of pure hate, but nodded yes.
He unlocked her cock-gag and gingerly pulled the plug out of her sweet
little mouth. What followed was a bout of retching and coughing but that
was expected.
He waited patiently and then asked. "Do you want some water?"
"Yes," She croaked. "... but mostly I need to pee."
"No problem. Once I get you gagged, I'll take you to the bathroom."
As he let her drink water thru a straw he asked her a question.
"You really hate me don't you?"
"Oh no. Kids love being tied up, gagged, and raped." She responded
sarcastically.
"I haven't raped you."
"Not yet."
"You think I'm going to?"
"I think you'll try."
"You don't want me too?"
"I'm nine years old. You're like, what... a hundred? What do you think
Gramps?"
"You're very pretty."
"Yeah, so I've been told."
The Old Man doesn't know what to say so he just sits there for a moment
in silence. Finally, Nicky speaks.
"Look, if this has to happen, I'll go along with it. You don't need to
hurt me or keep me tied up."
"I have to. Just think of it like a game."
"You don't have to put anything in my mouth. I won't scream."
"I don't believe you."
"Why don't you just tell me the truth about all of this? What's going to
happen to me next?"
For some odd reason that he doesn't understand, he does tell her the truth.
"Ok. I keep you tied up because I like it. I keep you gagged because I
like it. I do all of this because I like it. I'm going to put this ring
in your mouth, and then this rubber plug. We're going upstairs to watch
TV. While I'm watching, I'm going to either rape your mouth or your
butt. Later on, when I go to bed, you'll sleep with me and I'll probably
rape you again once or twice. Any questions before I gag you?"
"Don't forget to let me pee."
The old man decided right then he loved this girl.
The ring-gag was large. It had to be, as the Old Man had a rather thick
cock. Not overly long at seven inches, but what he lacked in length he
more than made up for in diameter. It took some prying to get it in
behind her teeth. She struggled a bit but basically just sat there
looking hateful. He pulled the binding strap tight, seating the ring
deep inside the little girl's mouth. Next came the rubber gag-plug. It
was designed to fit snuggly inside the ring and had a latex base that
sealed the mouth. A gag of this type was extremely uncomfortable but
also extremely effective at silencing a captive.
It was a choking type of gag but the nine-year-old handled it reasonably
well. After taking her to pee, they went upstairs.
The Old Man's original idea was to ass fuck the girl now and get a blow
job later that night. He decided to go with the oral sex now. First, he
pulled down her top, exposing a sweet set of small lumps and perky
nipples, which he rubbed for awhile to get them stiff and then clipped
with clothespins. That brought on some serious struggling and gagged
cursing.
"Don't like those on your nipples, eh?"
Nicky shook her head no. Her eyes showed the pain when she tried to
shake them off.
"They won't come off unless I take them off. You do a good job down
there and I'll remove them when I'm done, ok?"
Nicky groaned, but in the end, what choice did she have other than to agree?
He placed her on the floor kneeling in front of his lap. Leather straps
held her ankles and knees together.
The Old Man pulled the rubber stopper from Nicky's virgin mouth. A
stream of saliva flowed out, which the Old Man wiped up with his napkin.
It was time.
"Ummmpphh!"
Nicky had never had a dick in her mouth. The Old Man kept himself clean
but to her to her it still tasted awful. She was surprised at how big he
was.
He was gentle at first. He moved her head instead of his cock, enjoying
the incredible feeling as the head slid slightly past the gag ring and back.
"Move your tongue around."
"Ummmpghg!"
The girl was in a bit of a dilemma. She certainly didn't want to help
him, but that would mean his nasty penis would stay in her mouth all the
longer. However, by helping she was sure he would cum in her mouth and
she wanted no part of tasting that awful stuff.
Finally, Nicky decided that the Old Man would cum in her mouth no matter
what, and it would be better to get this over fast. Even the hateful
rubber gag plug was preferable to an old man's cock in her mouth.
She had no experience but logic told her to use her tongue, which she did.
Quite well.
"Urrrrrrnnnn!"
Nicky's sweet, wonderful, tongue was started seriously working on the
head of his cock, sending waves of intense pleasure into the Olds Man's
groin.
He wanted this to last longer, but he was too horny and she was too hot.
Too damned sexy. He began to pump harder. Faster. Deeper...
Nicky choked and retched as his dick pushed to the back of her throat
and beyond. She tried to pull back but he held her head tight. Suddenly,
she felt his cock swell and he pushed it in all the way to the max.
"Uhhhnnnnnnn!"
Nicky panicked and screamed. All that did was send more vibrations into
the Olds Man's cock, spurring him on. She felt it pulse and swell even
more and suddenly some salty tasting stuff was shooting down her throat.
"Hmmmmm....ggghlllll!!!"
"Arrghhhh!"
Everything stopped abruptly. It was over.
The Old Man's grip on her head loosened, and she waited patiently for
him to pull out of her mouth. But he didn't. He stayed rock still.
"Ummmpphh!" She complained into her all-to-real cock gag. Weren't guys
supposed to go soft after cumming? Why was he still hard?
Nicky decided to pull back on her own. His hands were still on her head
but didn't hold her down as she slowly lifted up and off her assailant.
She wanted to wash the taste out of her mouth and she wanted the painful
pins off her little nipples.
When she looked up at the Old Man, it shocked her. He was asleep!
"Eyyyy! Etthhhh uuuuuukkk!" She managed to say thru her ring-gag as she
banged the Old Man's leg with her shoulder. Not only did her not wake
up, his head rolled off to the side.
Nicky blinked a couple of times before it hit her.
The Old Man was... dead?
The Old Man was dead! Served you right, you dirty old bastard!
The nine-year-olds burst of joy and relief lasted a few moments before
her current situation fully dawned on her.
What now?
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