This is a work of fiction! Be warned that it does contain graphic depictions of forced sex and degradation of children. If this is not something you are comfortable reading, please stop now. I in no way advocate rape or any other forced, non-consensual sex act, or the physical abuse of children. This was written as a work of fiction and should be read as the fantasy that  it is. NC, INC, EXTREME PED, PREG

He took her when she was twelve. That was the same year that pretty little blonde was taken in Utah. That girl was all over the national news, this little thing only made the locals. He thought she was much prettier though. She had beautiful brown hair, that hung just a little past her shoulders. He had gone "shopping" at the mall and knew he had to have her the moment he laid eyes on her. She was looking at stuffed animals with her grandma. Old people are slow, and he knew that would make taking her so much easier. He followed them as they headed to the parking lot. As grandma put the bags in the car, the trunk lid blocking her view, he grabbed the girl and was in his truck before anyone knew what happened. 

He fucked her tiny cunt raw the first night. Almost before they were in the door of the house he had stripped her naked. He slender body was pure and not yet affected by the growth of puberty. Her tits were flat, the small rosy colored nipples stood up tight in little points. Her pubes were just beginning to come in, small wisps of fine soft hair just above her slit. And she had the sweetest little ass. He took her to the bathroom on the first floor. It was toward the back of the house and rarely used. He pushed her to the cold tile floor and began fucking her immediately. She squealed when he penetrated her and then passed out. He fucked her three times that night, and then jerked himself to a fourth orgasm on her face. Her little hands tied with duct tape to the pipes by the toilet, he let her spend the night like that, the mix of cum and blood spilling from her pussy onto the floor. 

"I'll be back tomorrow." he said to her. "If you get hungry you can lick that off the floor, and if you need a drink..." he flushed the toilet, "there's some fresh water for you too. You'll like it here, I promise."

That was almost two years ago now. She couldn't remember her real name now but he called her 'Sweetie'. He had been right more or less too. A few harsh beatings had taken care of any resistance she may have had. After the first couple months she had started to enjoy the abuse, even crave it.  She would do anything to make sure he was happy. That's what she was here for, his pleasure. He'd told her so more times than she could count. He told her that she would do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it. She didn't question his wishes. She would wait obediently by the toilet for him to finish then lick him clean. Usually if he had shit, he'd use toilet paper first, but not always. Once after a good crap he forced her head into the bowl and fucked her from behind. He liked watching as her hair became wetter with each thrust, her face bobbing in the filthy water. Then he pulled out. 

"God, you make me sick! Look at yourself. You're disgusting!" he'd say, "Who would want to cum in a filthy shit faced little pig like you?"

That brought tears to her eyes. She begged him to fuck her again. She felt so degraded by his insults she was actually begging him to cum in her. 

"P-please mister. Please cum in me. I'm...sorry.” she sobbed.

He grinned at the fact she was apologizing for something he'd done. He continued to pound her tight slit until he was close to cumming, then he pulled out and dropped his load on the floor. He made her clean his cock first, then told her to oink like a pig and lick up his cum from the floor. He pissed on her while she did.

Once, to be sure she was his, he took her to a remote truck stop. He dressed her in a little school girl outfit, plaid skirt, white blouse, her hair in pigtails, and left her alone in the men’s room for a couple hours. Several of the men who spotted her had asked if she was ok or lost. Several more simply ignored her, probably figuring her dad was in a stall and she was just waiting. But just as he had counted on, at least one perv had come in. When he came back to get her she stank, covered in piss and cum. Her hair was damp and matted, and her face showed trails of dry sperm. Her skirt also showed tell tale signs of having been used as a cum rag, and her blouse was torn and barely hanging on. Immediately he began screaming at her.

"You worthless little cunt! How dare you!" he said slapping her across the face. "You're mine, do you understand? I leave you alone for a few minutes, because I think I can trust you and this is how you act?"

"B-but..."

"You little whore! You just let any fucking guy have a piece don't you?" he slapped her again.

"B-but I d-didn't."

"What?! You're a liar!"

"N-no, I p-promise. I wouldn't let him. He..he wanted to, but I wouldn't." She was crying now, not from the beating though. "He was a big b-black guy, he said a little girl...little girl like me shouldn't be messing around in the men's room or else...I should be ready to p-pay the consequences. He t-tore my shirt and pinched my nipples, then put his thing in my mouth. I thought I was going to pass out, I couldn't breathe. I punched at his legs but he wouldn't stop...He kept telling me how he was going to fuck me and put a baby in me." tears were pouring down her cheeks, "I told him he couldn't, only my d-daddy could. Only you could. Then he pulled out of my mouth and came all over me. When he was done he pissed on me too. But I didn't let him fuck me. Only you can...only you."

He grinned. It had worked. He set this up as a test. He wanted to be sure she was truly his, and she was.

"Strip. You're not coming home with me like that. I've got some clean clothes for you in the truck."

She did as she was told, and then walked naked across the parking lot with him to the truck. He said nothing to her the entire ride. As they neared the house though she spoke up.

"W-will you?" she asked.

"Will I what?"

"P-put a...put a baby in me? I want you to. I want to make you happy and fucking me makes you happy."

He just looked at her for a few moments. His cock was getting hard. He unzipped his fly and pulled it out. Grabbing her by the back of the head he forced her mouth to his crotch. With a fist full of her hair, he pumped her small face up and down, using her mouth as a fuck hole. The thought of this cute little knocked up and carrying his baby was too much. He really had her now. She was just as twisted as he was. He yanked her head up and looked her in the eyes. 

"F-fuck me... please? I want you to make me pregnant. I...I want to have a little girl. You can watch me eat her baby pussy. I'll lick her real good." Sensing he was close, she climbed onto his lap and forced his cock into her tiny hole. "Please? I'll let you cum in her bottle and we cam make her drink it. She won't know any better. She'll be our plaything. Like I am for you." She bounced up and down on his lap trying to make him cum, trying to fill her cunt with his seed. "I'll lay her in front of me and make her lick me. You can cum on her if you want and watch me clean her with my tongue. I'll do anything you want just make me pregnant, please."

"You're sick." he said, matter of factly. "You are a sick little girl!" he spit in her face, and began pumping his load deep into her womb.