Billie (Mg, Anal)




He was gasping as he thrust into her, his cock gripped tightly by
her sweet little bottom. He was so deep now and she had stopped
crying. He gasped as her rectal muscles clenched his shaft,
moaning and thrusting deeper into her. She was whimpering all the
time, her plump little pussy cupped in his large hand.
“That's a good girl!” he coaxed, “Let Daddy deeper into you
pretty bottom Baby!”
“Unnngh!” she grunted as he sank the last few inches of his thick
cock into her.
“Ahhhhh!” he gasped and held her tightly against his body,
“Now...”
he fucked her hard and deep, humping her meaty buttocks and
delighting at her small gasps and grunts as he slid in and out of
her.
“So good...” he moaned, shuddered and emptied his balls into the
child's bowels.
“Ooh! Ooh! Oooooooh!” he moaned as he sperm squirted into her
meaty bottom until he was empty.
The little girl was sobbing softly, her bum full and gooey with
the thick cock and the slimy sperm of her stepfather. She had
been subjected to this now for the past month and her young brain
was unable to cope. She went into her 'world' now, that sweet
daydream that carried her to the four corners of the earth and to
outer space.
She was Billie Bolt, the powerful sorceress. Able to change a
thing into other things, a person into other people. She used her
power now smiting her stepfather and turning him into a frog. He
jumped to the floor, croaking and jumping away as she bent and
picked him up.
“Bad Froggie!” she laughed and stuck him into a large glass jar.
She would take him to school today and they would dissect him in
her science class.
Then she felt his cock move, sliding back until it nearly exited
her before sliding all the way back up into her messy bottom
again. He wanted her again.
Billie Frazer whimpered and started sobbing again as her
stepfather used her one more time before returning to her
mother's bed with a very pleased grin. She knew he would make the
frightened woman clean him before he went to sleep. Her mother
always came to her, to beg her forgiveness for being so weak.
“It's alright Mummy!” the child said as she stroked her mother's
hair, “I love you!”

Janet Issacs sat alone in the house after she returned from the
school. She had dropped her daughter off and then dropped her
husband to work after sucking his cock while parked in the
company car-park, drinking his sperm and then driving home. She
wept again, feeling as though she betrayed her daughter when she
met the man. She had fallen in love with him, she knew, out of
desperation. She needed a man in her life and he was the only one
who seemed interested. She never knew when he had started raping
her daughter, it was all so innocuous. Suddenly he was beating
her and dragging her into the room to watch as he sodomised the
child after making her drink his cum again and again, night after
night.
Maybe she should go and see someone? No, she was just too scared.

Billie sat quietly in class. Her teacher was worried about her
and came over to see if she could work out what was wrong, but
the girl just stared at her silently not saying anything.
“Billie, please talk to me. Tell me what's wrong!” she said to
the little girl, but Billie still just stared at her, even
scaring her a little with the blank look in her eyes.
Billie spent the day standing alone in the playground, staring
into space. Miss Hollings decided to talk to the school
councillor and they devised a series of tests and took the child
into a room with some dolls. They sat and watched the girl for
almost an hour until they got bored before returning her to her
class and leaving her alone, thinking that it was probably just
the girl being quiet or brooding.
Billie sat in class in her own world. When they had the last
break of the day, she was walking over to the grassy patch when a
boy playing football crashed into her, hurling her to the ground
and smashing her head to the short fence. She knew nothing more.

Janet stood over the hospital bed crying. Billie had still not
woken up and the doctor was very worried.
“Her brain activity is frantic, but she doesn't respond to any
stimulus. I'm afraid that she's in a deep coma, but one I've
never seen before!” the older of the three doctors told her.
“Is there anything you can do?” she asked him.
“We're flying in a specialist from Edinburgh and we have very
high hopes.” he said.
But Janet blamed herself, thinking that it had something to do
with her rapes by her stepfather. She cried harder, knowing that
she had to do something.
Gordon Issacs hugged the woman, trying to console her. He was
upset too, but only because he no longer had his little sperm
receptacle to use any longer. He gave her the tranquillisers that
the doctor at the hospital had prescribed. As the woman slept he
went through all the things he would do when the child came home.
He didn't believe she would stay like that and was certain that
she was doing this herself somehow. He planned to train the girl
to service him for many years, breeding her and finally getting
rid of her mother as he had done with so many others before her.

It was four long months before Billie opened her eyes, a strange
light shining there. The nurse ran out to the doctor and brought
him in to show him. The child smiled at them as if they were
children, asking them to send for her mother.
Janet came in and saw the girl's eyes open, her face smiling. She
hurled herself into the girl's arms and cried for ages before the
child calmed her down.
“It's aright Mummy, I'm here now!” she said softly, “Everything
will be OK now!”
they went through many tests all day and finally told Janet that
the girl was fine.
“I think you can take her home now!”
Gordon was overjoyed when he came home and saw the girl awake and
lively. She even hugged him in greeting. He knew he would be
visiting her again that very night.
Janet was very tense. She was only thinking of the evil things
her husband would do to the girl once she was in bed. She wanted
to do something to stop him, save her baby, but Billie came to
her while he was showering and sat in her lap. She smiled at her
mother.
“Don't worry Mummy, I will take good care of everything. He won't
hurt you ever again after tonight!” she said.
“W... what are you going to do?” Janet asked.
The girl just put her finger to her lips and hushed her, jumping
off her lap and running upstairs to her homework.

It didn't take long for her stepfather to visit her room after he
had finished his shower. He still had his towel wrapped around
his waist, but it bulged where his cock pressed stiffly against
it.
“Hello Angel!” he said as he pulled the towel loose and freed his
cock, “Daddy missed you so much!”
He stroked his cock and pushed it into her mouth, coaxing her to
suck it as she had in the past. She did what he wanted, but this
time with an eagerness that surprised him. She sucked and tongued
his cock as he had taught her, fondling his balls as she bobbed
her head, fucking him with her small mouth.
“Oh shit!” he gasped much sooner than he expected, the feeling of
her mouth better than he remembered.
“Ugh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Oooooh!” he gasped as he squirted his seed into
her mouth.\the little girl suckled hard as he came, swallowing
all he had to give and rubbing her little wet tongue against the
underside of his cock. He gasped and staggered back from her,
surprised and very happy. Something had happened to her while she
was in that 'coma' and she had obviously changed for the better,
his better.
“Ahh! That was fantastic!” he smiled as he wrapped the towel back
around his waist, “Daddy will come and see you later for some
more fun!”
“OK Daddy!” she smiled sweetly.
Janet was concerned. He seemed way too happy when he came
downstairs. He was even being very nice to her. What had Billie
done?

She was already naked when he slipped into her bed that night,
the sobbing of her mother in the next room could be heard through
the thin walls as he rubbed his thick cock up between the plump
buttocks of the girl as she lay on her side. She gave a little
push of her hips and he gasped in delight as his cock sank
quickly up inside of her tight anus.
“Shit!” he hissed and pushed deep, loving the sweet grip of her
rectum on his thick, slippery cock.
She moaned gently, but it sounded like she liked it. She sighed
as his hand cupped her plump little pussy and his finger slipped
into the wet gash he had been training to take his cock someday
soon.
“Oh that's so nice!” he gasped.
He fucked her slowly, taking his time to enjoy her tight
arse-hole. He had missed this sweet little bitch and he would cum
many times in her before the night as done. He had already told
that bitch that he was not coming back to her bed tonight.
“Ooooh, Daddy, slide it!” she whispered as he stopped briefly, “I
want more!”
he moaned and fed more of his cock into her arse, forcing into
that tight bottom until his hips pressed tightly against her
buttocks.
“Yeeesssss!” she gasped, “Slide it, slide it!”
He fucked her harder, deeper, smacking his hips against hers,
hearing her grunt every time. He loved her new attitude, it
excited him like nothing he had ever imagined.
Too soon he felt his balls pulling, his hips lot controls and he
cried out, his cock pumping thick sperm into the child's sucking
bowels.
He was exhausted, unable to stop her pulling off him and turning
to look into his face.
“Did you like that Daddy!” she asked.
He nodded and she reached up to hold his head in her hands,
staring into her pretty eyes.
“Good!” she smiled, “Because it's that last time you'll ever
touch me or my Mummy!”
Suddenly her expression turned fierce, evil even. The grip on his
head tightened and searing pain tore through his head in the last
moments of his life. The last thing he ever saw was the girl's
grinning face as his brain was turned to jelly.

The police examined the area where the man was electrocuted, or
something. There was no real burning to his flesh and his eyes
were completely white, his pupils cataracted over.
The child was still naked, still leaking the pervert's sperm from
her anus when the arrived.
Dectective Inspector Peter Bolder didn't understand what had
happened, but he didn't really care about the man. His only
concern was for the little girl that the bastard had molested
during whatever had killed him. He smiled at the girl as she was
about to be led away by the medics, she was so brave. She smiled
back at him, a troubled look in her eyes, then she was led away
with her sobbing mother who they had found badly beaten.
Apparently, she had tried to stop him and he had beaten her up,
tying her to the bed so as not to stop his sick use of the girl.
Peter wanted to vomit. Not because of the state of the man, but
because of what he had done to these two people he should have
been protecting. He wished he was still alive so he could
'arrest' him.
He signalled to the forensics people and stepped out of the room
so that they could do their job.

Billie was examined, samples were taken and she was then cleaned
up by the pretty nurse with the very big blue eyes. The woman
smiled at her and helped her dress in the white frock for her
short stay in the hospital.
Her mother was with her as she was taken into the ward overnight.
She was allowed to stay with her until tomorrow when she could go
home. That nice policeman was going to ask them some more
questions.
“Mummy? Come here!” she said.
The woman came over and stopped crying when she signalled her.
Janet just sat there with a blank expression on her face, her
mind totally gone alone with all of the pain.
“Mummy, that nice policeman is going to come to see us again. I
want you to be very co-operative and nice to him. I think he will
make a good replacement.”
“Yes Billie!” she said in a monotone.
“Good, now go to sleep and dream of all the nice things. I will
make that nice policeman like you very much. He will make a very
nice new Daddy for me I think!”
“Yes Billie!” the woman yawned.

The wedding was a small one. Only her sister and mother came on
her side, but Peter's mother, brothers and sister came along with
his two closest friends.
Janet looked radiant as she and her husband-to-be stood in front
of the registrar to take their oaths. Behind her the pretty
little girl stood smiling as she watched her two favourite people
getting hitched.
As they left the hall a man stood watching them pass, his eyes on
the pretty little girl he had seen in the park so often. He
licked his lips as he thought about ways to get her alone and
naked on his bed.
He jumped when the child turned and smiled at him. She gave him a
little wave ans then disappeared into the waiting car.

They found the naked body of the man lying in the park early the
next morning. His eyes were completely white and his brain
bubbling like a cauldron. He was dead of course, his body showing
not a single mark on it. His cock wet with shit and sperm.
Detective Constable Terry Harris remembered a similar case to do
with his boss' stepdaughter some time before he married her
mother, but there was no link between the two cases and he had to
believe that there was something else going on here. Maybe
something paranormal.

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Billie