Written by Hans Schultz
Feedback welcomed at: hans_schultz_2007@yahoo.com
Story codes: M, f, pedo, rape, viol, snuff, abduct



SARAH JONES MEETS THE RED TAPE RAPIST

Hanging around the elementary schools is the easiest way to see lots of little girls. And because I like little girls a lot, I usually also watch them. Well, maybe liking is not exactly the right word for this, but then, who cares about that anyway ? 
In the afternoons you may find me hiding in the parks near schools or sitting in my car. 
The girls always walk in groups. Usually they are playing or talking to each other with a great enthusiasm and donīt pay very much attention to their surroundings.
That, of course gives me an opportunity to watch them and fondle my cock without a fear of getting caught. 
The easiest way to do it is in the car, and thatīs why Iīm usually sitting there.
But if youīre going to give it a try, you really should get fake license plates, like I do. They are quite easy to buy or steal, and they are very useful. 
The shadowing is also really easy to do with a car.
Little girls are stupid, and they never realize the danger until itīs too late.
Itīs a good idea to go through the neighbourhood in advance.  If you know the streets, youīll be able to drive ahead of the group without them noticing you. Good preparations are half of the whole job.
The group will get smaller when the girls living close to the school are getting home. In the end there are only one or two brats left and then itīs time to act. 
I recommend you to keep your cock hard and ready during the whole shadowing operation.

In this case I have in point now the things developed just the way I have described. This took place about six months ago and I must say that this particular adventure was really close to perfect by any standards. 
I got to my destination about 9 am. It was a small town with about 30000 residents. I found a school that looked good to me and drove around the neighbourhood for some time. Then I parked my car and started walking the streets. 
Small towns are good, because people are not very familiar with criminality. They are not afraid to leave their little children out without a guardian, because they really donīt believe, or even know that men like me exist. 
Summers are just like paradise for me. Women leave their newborn infants out in their baby carriages while they go visit the neighbor or just simply go back home to fuck with their husbands. 
So itīs not a problem to find unguarded baby carriages, and itīs good for me. And maybe it would be good for you too. Babies are very amusing, and itīs quite entertaining to spend the extra hours with them. Let me tell you.

I used to have fun by setting them on fire. Itīs fun but itīs not very practical. 
You know, youīll have to steal the whole carriage īcause you wonīt have time to get away because of the smoke.
So, usually I just walked to the baby and puhsed it to my car like decent fathers do. Then I lifted the carriage inside and headed out of the town. No-one ever seemed to pay any attention to me, thanks to all those pussy whipped men who think that itīs their job to take care of their babies and do the shopping instead of beating their wives.
Well anyway, when I found a place that was out-of-the-way, I lifted the baby carriage out and set it on fire with gasoline and a lighter. 
As the flames started to burn the brat it began screaming. Babies can scream unbelievably loud. 
The screaming wonīt last very long, though. Thereīs lots of smoke and the heat is unbearable, so the child dies very quickly. But thereīs still enough time for me.
I stood as close as possible, so I could be able to see the childīs pain filled face. It was a great turn on to me. I jerked off my cock with great speed and power as I watched the baby burn and suffocate out of its life.
This way Iīve had some of my best orgasms ever.
Itīs most satisfying, if you can keep the child asleep until it feels the burning pain. Itīs just great. 
Even now just a thought of it makes my cock hard.

But for this particular day I had better ideas.
I didnīt have to search very long until I found a baby carriage outside of a small block of flats.
I observed the situation for some time until I was sure that there was no-one else around.
Then I walked  to the carriage and looked inside. 
I saw an about six months old baby sleeping and judged by itīs clothing that it was a girl. 
You know, pink heart-figures and shit like that.
The situation was peaceful, so I took the baby-alarm and turned it off. Next I carefully opened the carriage zipper and took my hard cock in my other hand.
I aimed my tool to the face of the child and with a bit of trying managed to start urinating straight against the face and the eyes of the baby who woke up and started screaming. My urine was tasting bad, burning her eyes and causing her pain.  Right after I finished pissing, I started masturbating and quite soon I spurted my load all over the face of the screaming kid. 

To be honest, I must say it was a funny sight. A small face covered with sperm and urine. 
I was quite satisfied with this kind of result, but the brat was still screaming her lungs out and I had to stop it.
So I grabbed her feet and pulled her out of the carriage. 
Then I took a running start, just like hammer-throwers do, and smashed her head against the concrete wall.
I heard her skull crack and the screaming stopped immediately. Can you just imagine, how good I felt ?
Then I just threw her on the ground and started walking away.

When I thought I was far enough, I stopped and found a comfortable place where I could hide and watch the situation develop. The best part was still coming and I didnīt want to miss it.
Itīs so great to see a childīs mother finding her dead baby and collapsing completely. Losing her mind.
And thatīs how it happened also this time. 
After fifteen minutes of waiting she arrived. The woman fell down on her knees, repeated the name of her child and tried to wake her up.
Here you can really see how stupid women are after all. Anyone could see in a second that the baby was dead.
I could feel myself getting hard again.

Quite a lot of people heard her desperate cries and came to see what had happened. 
When the crowd of the watchers grew big enough, also I got back just like any passer by.
The mother was still on her knees and embraced her beloved daughter. 
Her tears were mixing with the babyīs blood, my urine and my sperm.
People were quite embarrassed. I know they wouldnīt have come there if they had known what had happened.
A couple of bitches threw up and the men were standing in groups aside. I also joined one of these groups.
I talked with the men until the group started splitting. Someone had, of course, called the police and no-one really wanted to deal with them and to answer annoying questions. As we walked away, I spoke up loud:

  You really shouldnīt leave your children out alone nowadays. There are all kinds of weirdos out here, you know.

  Yeah, thatīs true. You should take care., the men agreed.

I noticed how the womanīs crying got louder as she heard our words. 
We made her feel, if possible, even more guilty of what had happened and I almost came in my pants.
I sure hope she killed herself.
At least her life was to become a living Hell from that day on. Thanks to me, of course.
I have decided that next time when Iīll do the trick with a baby, Iīll simply start beating the brat with my fists until its face will be just a bloody mess. I bet itīs gonna be great.

Okay then.
Killing babies is fun and satisfying as you see. Itīs worth trying, but I recommend to keep the schoolgirls alive.
When a bit older girl gets attacked sexually, it propably will traumatize her and it will be extremely hard for her to get well again.
Very often her entire life will be ruined and you really shouldnīt deny that pleasure from yourself by killing the girl.
Itīs practical that the rapist has to be physically present only once and after that heīs present in the girlīs dreams and thoughts for years.
This thought gives me a very great pleasure.
You know, Iīm not really a every girlīs dream with my balding head and my moderately big stomach.
Iīm not really young guy either. Just over fifty. 
Because of men like me (and you, I hope), young girls try to commit suicides or start using drugs as they attempt to relieve themselves from the mental pain they feel every day.
Thatīs why I have actively started to support the associations and the politicians who want to have harder punishments for drug addicts.
Itīs nice to know that a girl may be fined or even put into prison just because Iīve raped her.
Some people like molesting boys too but I donīt do so. Boys and I are alike after all. 
Someday they will grow up to be men so they donīt deserve to be treated the way these little whores do. 
And it is true that from time to time young boys have been very eager to help me with my activities.
Yes, we could say that Iīm doing very valuable upbringing among our youth. 
Itīs great to know that someone will carry on my work after Iīll be gone some day.

But on with my story.
After this baby-episode I noticed that the time had been running fast. It was about time to drive back to the school.
I had to wait about an hour before I saw a group of little girls walking home with knapsacks on their backs. 
They were somewhere between eight to ten years old so they were perfect for my purposes.
The day was hot, so each one of them was wearing a T-shirt and shorts or a skirt. 
My cock was wet with pre-cum and I fondled it gently while watching their legs and flat chests with my lustful eyes.
The group got out of my sight, but I took the circuitous route and soon was ahead of them.
The luck was with me again. When I parked my car for the third time, there was only one girl left.
She had dark pigtails and she wore a red T-shirt and a white skirt that reached her knees.
Skirts are good. They are fast and easy to remove and you can get a straight access to a girlīs panties.
She was jumping happily and singing a song which was some kind of childrenīs tune, I guess.
Well, that was about to change. Whore.
I noticed that I was licking my lips. An annoying habit which I have when Iīm too excited.
There was a large park around us and in the trees were lots of squirrels running up and down.
Little girls think that squirrels are cute, we all know that, and my girl wasnīt an exception to the rule.
She stopped and started watching the animals with great interest. 
That was my moment. She was clearly begging me to use her.

I took out the town map and put it on my standing cock. Then I opened the door and called for her:

  Hey, excuse me !  Iīm new here and I seem to be lost. A friend of mine lives here, but canīt find his place. Maybe you could help me ?

She looked at me, and I became aware that my sweating and my excited voice could reveal me.
I was wearing a clean suit and a tie so I looked like a decent man and maybe thatīs what made her trust me.

  Yeah, okay !, she said merrily and started running to me.

My hands were shaking and suddenly it became very hard to breathe. She was the best of all so far. Stupid slut.
Iīve always liked to get straight into the business, so when she got to my car, I attacked her right away.
I was still sitting, but I grabbed her throat so that she couldnīt breathe properly. 
I threw the map away with my other hand, and for a couple of seconds she saw my slimy cock throbbing in front of her eyes.
Her eyes grew wide and she tried to scream but of course she couldnīt because I was still strangling her.
Then I pushed her head down, took a violent grip of her mouth, forced it open and pushed my cock in.
The brat tried to scream all the time, but all she could get out were gags and muffled noises as my hard cock was beating towards the back of her throat.

  Well now, stupid girl. Have a taste of a manīs cock. Have a good taste. God how easy it is to fool you. You wanna know what Iīm going to do with you ?  Iīm going to rape your every hole so long that you will bleed. Itīs going to hurt you a lot. I bet mommy and daddy will be very very surprised.,  I grunted in her ear and pushed her head up and down from her pigtails.

I couldnīt go on like this. 
Someone might see me, so I threw the cocksucker inside and started driving away from the town.
She landed on the seat next to mine and started crying. 
I fondled myself and great shivers went up and down my spine as I heard the cry of a little child.
The total power, I just love it.
She didnīt know who I was, where I was taking her and why.
The minds of little girls canīt control this kind of things. They just canīt understand whatīs happening.
She couldnīt understand why I was doing these evil things to her.
The only feeling she had left was fear.
I could feel only pleasure. 
The pleasure of having power. 
The power to destroy something very fragile.
To destroy a life.

  Please donīt hurt me, mister. I want to get back to my mommy, she sobbed behind her tears.

I hit her face with my right fist and she let out a scream filled with pain.

  I will hurt you just as much as I want to. Youīre gonna be my whore. A tiny winy whore that you really are., 
I shouted and laughed in her face.

  Mommy, mommy, I want my mommy.

I held out my hand and started groping the place where she would have tits after a couple of years.

  When your mommy and daddy will see what kind of a dirty whore you have become they wonīt want to have anyting to do with you. They will throw you out of your home and youīll have to sleep in garbage cans., I mocked and moved my hand under her skirt.

I touched her small clit with my finger. Great. She hadnīt even started to grow pubic hair yet.

  No !, she screamed and tried to pull my hand away, They love me, they have said so, please mommy help me !

  No-one loves you, whore !, I yelled and hit her face again. This time so hard that she lost her consciousness.

That was good. Now she wasnīt able to see where I was driving to.


I drove on the highway for some time and then took a smaller one. After that I chose always smaller and smaller roads until we werenīt on a road anymore. We were on a path and it was almost impossible to drive on it.  
The path ended on a small open place in the woods.
Everywhere were old oil barrels, accumulators and car tires. Propably an illegal dumping-ground.
I hadnīt seen even a single house for miles, so I thought the place was O.K. 
I stopped the car and lifted the still unconscious child out of it. Then I took off my clothes.
The barrels were full of rain water, so I poured some of it on her face to wake her up.
I want to fuck my girls so that they are aware of whatīs happening to them.
The cold water woke her up immediately. 
For some time she seemed to be a bit out-of-this-world, but then she noticed me standing over her and jerking off my big cock. The horrified look on her face forced me to smile.
In the eyes of a little girl I must have looked scary. 
A big, hairy man rubbing a strange projection between his legs. 
I donīt really know how much kids do know about sex nowadays, but Iīm sure itīs not much.
It was quite obvious that she hadnīt even seen a manīs cock before mine.

There was an absolute look of terror in the girlīs eyes. 
It seemed to me that she tried to scream, but no voices were coming out of her mouth. 
Except heavy and fragmentary breathing.
Every muscle in her body was tensed to the maximum.
Thatīs when I decided to play some cat and mouse by giving her a thread of hope.
I went down on my knees and tried to smile as nicely as I could, which is really hard for me, you may guess.
And you are right. It was hard, but I managed to do it.
I took my hand away from my cock and started stroking her hair gently.

  Calm down, my little one. Take it easy. Everythingīs over and youīve got no need to worry. Iīm sorry that I was mean to you. Everythingīs fine now., I whispered

I stayed quiet for a long time and gave her time to remove the panic from her mind. Some tears started to form in her eyes and I noticed that she relaxed a bit.

  Donīt be afraid anymore. I will take you back to your mommy. Youīll be home soon., I went on babbling.

  Please donīt hurt me. Please, donīt hit me anymore., the child asked with a trembling voice.

Hope was slowly filling her mind, so I decided to go on.

  No, no. Iīm not really a bad man. I donīt know what hit me back there. Please forgive me, I will take you back to your mom and dad.

I continued smiling although every fucking word made me feel more and more sick. 
It would have been so relieving to stand up and kick the kidīs head and break every bone in her body right there.
She wasnīt smiling but was clearly relaxed. I donīt know if she really believed that I would take her home, but at least she wanted to believe it. I couldnīt go on any longer. The trick had done itīs deed, as I use to  say.
I got a little higher on my knees, still smiling, and she looked into my eyes, clearly thinking that we were going to leave now. 
Then, suddenly I let my piss flow down on her face.
Her hope was lost immediately and she started to scream:

  No ! Donīt ! Please donīt !

I couldnīt hold back my laughter. I let out a cruel laugh thinking of her lost hope and all the dreams that I had just broken. My piss splashed on her face.

  Stupid whore.

I straddled her head so that my balls and ass were over her face and I myself was facing her lower body.

  Stick your tongue up my ass and lick the shit out of it !, I shouted but she did nothing.

She was crying desperately under my ass, but she wasnīt licking it. 
She kicked the ground and tried to push me away, so I used my whole weight and sat on her face.
Her mouth and her nose were buried in my ass and she couldnīt get air. Her whole fucking face was in my hairy ass.

  Lick it, or Iīll kill you right here and right now, I ordered and rubbed myself against her face.

I lifted mysef so that she could breathe and soon after that I felt a small tongue tickling my rectum.
I had to close my eyes and stroke my cock.

  Deeper, yeaaah, go deeper, I groaned in extreme pleasure.

And the crying child went deeper.
Then, quite suddenly I grabbed her T-shirt and teared it off with one powerful yank.
She stopped her licking and let out a frightened scream, so I sat back down on her face.

  Lick it, whore !, I shouted and rubbed myself again, very violently, against her face.

I think that I broke her nose with my full weight on her head, but what the fuck ?  Who cares ?
The most important thing is that her tongue started to fulfill its task again.
Giving pleasure to me.

You should really try this out sometimes, gentlemen.
A little schoolgirls nose and tongue feel surprisingly good in an old manīs ass.
She licks, because she has to do it. The only option she has, is death.
She cries and licks and doesnīt understand why this is happening to her.
Every man should have this kind of experience. Even once in his lifetime.
You are strong. You are the King.
The child is only a small piece of shit and you can use her any way you please.

Finally I got up and looked at the girl on the ground. Her face was red and she was breathing like fish taken out of the water. Beautiful.
I walked to my car and took her knapsack from the backseat. There was a drawn picture of the 101 Dalmatians-movie on it. I opened the zipper and threw the contents on the ground.
Schoolbooks, pencils, excercise books, all the usual schoolgirl shit. 
In my opinion, girls shouldnīt be allowed to go to school at all. 
For all their lives they should be just free game for any man who wants to have them. That would be right.

Sarah Jones. 
That was her name. It was written on her excercise books.
The books were useless and I dumped them into one of the oil barrels. But then there was also a toy.
A small, brown teddybear.
I suppose it was her favorite toy, since she carried it with her. I couldnīt believe my luck.
Little girls are very keen on these things, and if someone hurts their toys, it hurts them as much as if someone would actually hurt a small animal. 
I took the teddy in front of her face.

  Who is this, Sarah ?  Answer me !  Whatīs the name of this thing ?, I asked with a stern voice.

The girl gave me a start as she realized that I knew her name, but when she saw that I had her teddybear she reached her hands and tried to grab it from me.

  Heīs my teddybear. Heīs called Paddington., she answered

PaddingtonOh God how original. I tried hard to hold back my laughter. 
She tried again to reach her teddy but I didnīt let her have it. This was going too far.
I pulled a knife out of my pocket and started to rip the teddybear to shreds with it. The teddy was full of wadding, so I pulled it out and threw it all over the child. When it was empty, I took it again in front of her face.

  Paddington is dead now, Sarah., I said and burst into laughter.

She cried hysterically as I threw the remains of her teddybear among the accumulators.

It was getting dark and the little bitch was still a virgin. 
I hadnīt heard her really scream in pain, so I decided that now was time for that.
I ripped her skirt and her panties away and for the first time saw her tiny clit.
It was beautiful. Not a single strand of hair on it. Surely it hadnīt been used for anything else than peeing and it would be a great pleasure to tear it open. To rape and ruin it with my manhood and at the same time rape and ruin the rest of her life.   
I laid myself down on the child. As I looked down I could see straight into her horrified and desperate eyes.
And after that precious moment they would always look the same. Sarah would never be that glad and laughing little girl again. Her childhood was over. 
She would learn to hate her own body. And that was good. Exactly what I wanted.

When she felt my cock on her opening, she began to fight me. Of course it was completely useless, because I was so much stronger than her, but just to let her know who the boss was, I slapped her mouth a couple of times.
Her lips began to bleed. Her nose had already been bleeding from the very moment it met my ass. 
Inch by inch I pushed my cock more inside her. My manhood is big, but compared to her small opening it looked huge.
Sarahīs screams grew louder with every thrust and now she was really screaming in the way I wanted her to.
She sounded like a dying pig. Of course she still paniced and tried to push me away, but what was the point.
I enjoy it more when they fight. The whore didnīt realize that.
She wasnīt able to speak anymore. She just cried and screamed from the bottom of her lungs.
Finally I reached her hymen and with one, violent thrust I was inside her.
The child was probably going through some unnatural pain. 
Soon there was blood coming out of her cunt but I didnīt care. It just made the fucking more easy for me.
I felt like a winner. I was the first man in the cunt of this slut. There was no doubt about it.
Other men can have only my leftovers when sheīll sell herself in the streets to get her daily dose. 
Virginity is the only valuable thing that a female can offer to a man. Thatīs why they should save it.
Now hers was mine. Now she was mine. But I was going to throw her away.
We all know that sheīs no good for anyone anymore. Sheīs just a whore now.

I started fucking her with all my might. My cock went in and out in her tight cunt, which was, of course a way too small for this purpose. I guess that I caused her some physical damage too, but so what ?
I was in Heaven, she was in Hell.
I pressed my mouth against hers. I forced my tongue inside and licked her mouth all over. I let my drool flow into her. She screamed out her horror right into my mouth. 
You may believe that in this kind of situation a man canīt hold back his orgasm. 
I felt myself getting close to the top and I was completely out of my mind. My sweaty body smacked against the child and my throat let out unintelligible grunts. I shouted obscenities in her ear. I called her whore, slut, cunt.
I pulled her hair and spat on her face. I didnīt have to feel ashamed. No-one was around to see or hear me.
She cried. Her tears falled down on the ground.

Then I shot my load inside her. Roaring from pleasure with every spasm 
I forced her to look me in the eyes at the same time as I felt my sperm filling her insides.
She felt it too, although she didnīt know what it was. She could only think that it was something bad.
She didnīt scream anymore. She just sobbed quietly.
I rested for some time laying on her and as soon as I got up, she curled into a fetal position and started to hum.
I gave a laugh at it and began dressing up.
Another succesful trip.

I lifted her into the trunk and began driving towards the highway. Like I said, I donīt want to kill schoolgirls.
Iīll be able to jerk off many, many times when I think about the Hell that Iīve made her life to be.
Yes, I really wish that sheīll become a prostitute. Then sheīll meet even more nice men like me.
When I saw the first resting place by the side of the highway, I lifted her out. 
I wrote the word whore on her chest and drove away leaving her on the asphalt, naked.

Six months has passed now from this and Iīve been able to spurt lots of loads just by reading the papers and looking at the news. The media has been very interested in this and all the other sluts Iīve done.
But the best thing in my situation is my profession. I am a police officer and work at the criminal investigation department so itīs easy for me to get an access to the official examination records. And of course, if I choose my victims from the right area, I may get a chance to be in the capacity of an investigator at these cases. And that is fun.
I donīt like using the mask but with these bitches I have to. Itīs just too satisfying to get to see my victimīs pain also afterwards. I cannot miss that, if I get a chance to do so. She and her parents put their hope on me and donīt have 
a slightest idea that itīs just this nice policeman whoīs really the molester theyīre looking for. 
I can also easily eliminate the suspicions that may fall upon me. I havenīt had to think about it though. Nobody has ever suspected me. 

So, my dear gentlemen who havenīt been into this kind of action before. 
Here Iīve tried to  give you some good advice and share my experiences with you.
If you are still interested, just be brave and get into the fight. Try it. 
What do you have to lose ? 
The risk of getting caught is non-existential if you just remember to be careful and donīt have any earlier criminal record. I can quarrantee your fun.
And if you happen to live on my working area, I promise to work, within my powers of course, so that your crimes would become one of the unsolved ones and the cases would close as soon as possible.
After all I am a reliable and a proper man.
Good luck hunting.
Maybe we could sometimes share our prey ?
 

 
 





