The story of Christine
Volume 1
Chapter 2
~Pubic Headcrabs

Story codes: Mg, ped, cons, tort

DAY 2

It was sticky.
I was sticky.
I thought 'What... What's going on? All the hay's gone... I'm in
a... a bed, behind me is... a man!
What happened yesterday? What... I was... I was put up for
auction, just like Clarise and Megan were before I never saw them
again... I think a man with a... a red jacket won me... yeah, I
remember, he came into my cubby and took me... here... here
where... whe-owch...'

I feel my belly. It was sticky too... but it really hurt, and the
hurt went all the way down to my... "Oh no... he didn't... he
didn't... he did..." I gasped.
Panting, I stepped out of the bed and looked around. There were
no chains, no collar around my neck tying me to something, no
nothing... The walls were lined with pictures of ladies alot
older than me, and they were all showing off their vagoos... I
looked back at the man sleeping in the bed. I really liked his
black hair. It went everywhere, but it was short, like he got it
cut a few days ago. He was really cute.

Suddenly, I remembered all that happened yesterday. I thought 'He
WAS the man in the red jacket, and he DID take me from my
cubby... Then he carried me to his home, and then we took a
bath... hehe, that was the funnest bath I ever had! But then...'
I grabbed my vagoo and held it tightly. It still burned from the
man in the bed did to it last night, but it wasn't as bad as it
was then... And I think he wanted me to call him "master."
Wait... Oh my goodness... He's my new master! Oh my goodness, I
have a master!!'
I tried to jump, but my tummy was hurting too bad, so I just fell
on the floor and cried. 'No! Master told me that when I cry, it
makes him sad! I must do my best to make master happy!'

I looked around at the room. It was almost completely bare except
for the bed which my master was sleeping on. There was really no
option but to go back to sleep with him. There was nothing there
that could make him happy... Then I lifted up the cover. His
wingwong was completely hard! I remembered that it got like that
when he first saw me naked by the bathtub, and he liked it when I
did the "mouth piston" thing! I was going to do that right then
and show him how determined I was to making him be happy!

First I rolled him on to his back, so I could do it easiest. Then
I got between his legs so that I was looking straight at his
raging wingwong. I stuck out my tongue and I licked it. It tasted
bad, like a salty burrito, but I must make master happy! I tried
to stand up so I could do the piston thing, but my tummy started
hurting real bad and I couldn't stand up! Angry with myself, I
settled with leaning on him with my body and started licking the
tip of Master's wingwong. Then just like in training, I started
moving my hand up and down the long part. Then suddenly, it
tensed up and shook. Confused, I looked at the little hole that
the stuff came out of last night. Then it happened again! More
white stuff came out of Master and it went all over my face! I
fell back when it was done. I know that master likes it when I
spread the stuff all over my body so I started doing that.

"Haha, Christine... You are such an amazing little slave..."
I looked up. Master was looking right at me! He was going to
punish me for doing something without his permission! I just knew
it! I figured I had better apologize for being so bad... "I...
I'm sorry, master... I just wanted to make you happy..."
Master laughed as he picked me up from under the arms and carried
me to where he was in the bed. It really hurt when my legs
clapped together, but I couldn't show master I was in pain. That
would make him sad!

He kissed me on the lips, then he stuck his tongue inside my
mouth and swished it around a lot. I tried to do the same but I
couldn't get into his mouth. I thought maybe it'd help if I got
as close to him as possible it would work so I wrapped my legs
and arms around him. I really shook because of the pain when my
vagoo slapped hard against his chest. I almost cried, but I had
to be strong! Master would be angry if he saw me cry now.
Oh, Master's tongue in my mouth felt so good! I wanted more and
more and more! I wanted to stay there forever with my master, my
good, wonderful master!

It was too bad that he pulled away. "Christine?"
I looked in to his eyes. They were dreamy, like two beautiful
diamonds. "Yes, master?"
He kissed me again on the lips and smiled. "Make me cum the way
you did last night."
I shrunk in his arms. "Wh...What do you mean, master? How did I
make you... cum?"
He smiled. "The way you did the last time, like where you sat on
me and went in circles..."
'Oh no...' I thought 'That one hurt the worst!'
I tried not to cry, but I could feel a single tear escape my eye.
I could only think one single thought throughout this whole
thing. 'Make master happy... make master happy... make master
happy...'
My master held me up as I got into position with my vagoo hole
touching his wingwong. I relaxed my legs as I fell onto him. As
soon as he entered me, I felt a searing pain go through my entire
body. I couldn't help it, I screamed out in agony. It was bad
enough what I had from last night, now he wants me to do it
again! I pushed my hips forward. Another wave of pain found its
way through me. I twisted my hips to the side in horrible,
horrible pain. Every time I moved, it hurt more and more.
Finally, I just couldn't take it anymore. The world began to
darken, and as hard as I tried to stay awake... for my...
master... I... Just couldn't... Finally, I fell forward on to my
master's tummy and passed out.




"Oomph!" I grunted as Christine fell forward on to my stomach.
"The hell?" I asked as I grabbed her under the arms picked her up
off my cock. Her little vagina was still bloody and she was limp.
I pick up her head. Yep, stone cold. 'Great...' I thought. 'It
wasn't enough that she had to scream at the top of her lungs, but
to go to sleep while I'm fucking her? That's just asking for
it... Soon as she wakes up, she's gonna get it.'
I threw my little slave down on the bed, half-finished with
fucking her. Her ginger little body landed in such a way that it
almost begged me to finish up. I climbed on the bed and
straightened out her legs so that her pussy was exposed. Next I
placed my hands on her beautiful little hips, all sticky from me
rubbing my cum all over them the night before. Then I took my
cock and rammed her in her love hole over and over again until I
filled her up with my cum once more.

I had a little trouble picking her up off the bed because she was
so sticky from my jizz. All the cloth from the bed had stuck to
her skin, and was then stuck to me. 'She's going to want to bathe
later... Maybe that'll be part of the punishment...' I thought as
I opened the door to the basement. When I was a kid, my dad and I
used to take his slaves down there and he would teach me about
all of the toys used in a slave's punishment. Too bad all of the
toys down here were made for teen and adult slaves. Little
Christine was but a small child.

I approached a small corner of the room that housed a whipping
horse and a set of chains that were nailed to the wall hung over
a pile of straw. I slapped Christine's wrists and ankles in the
cuffs and dropped her on the pile of hay where she slept. She was
free to move anywhere within a yard of the corner.

 'She'll be there for a while' I said to myself. I had to go
shopping for the dinner she was going to make me later.




There was a whistling sound in my ear and a pain in my belly,
then someone said "Hey bitch... wake up!"
I opened my eyes to see my master standing over me, looking very
angry at me. I got scared, so I reached forward to kiss his feet
and ask for forgiveness for whatever I did bad. My hands never
reached where they were supposed to go, and I fell flat on my
face. I looked at my hands. There were big big handcuffs around
my wrists and they went all the way to the wall! The same was on
my other hand and on my feet. I just backed up and bowed.
"Master, I'm so sorry... I'll never ever ever do anything like
that ever again!"
Master just kept looking at me and said quietly "Tell me,
slave... what happened this morning that you fell asleep while
pleasuring me?"
I looked up into my master's eyes, but I couldn't see them well
in this light. Remembering back on earlier, I started to recall
the events. "Well master... um... this morning when I woke up my
belly really hurt bad, and"
"TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!" he roared and I shivered. I had never
been that scared in my whole life! "And what the hell is this,
did you just shit?!" he roared again. I looked behind me and
there was a piece of poop on the floor behind me! I looked back
at master and I felt a sharp pain on the left side of my face,
then another in the middle of my belly. Master had just slapped
me in the face then kicked me in the stomach. That time I could
feel more poop come out. I laid there in my poop and the dirt and
straw and just cried. "master... I'm..." I sniffed "I'm so
sorry... I didn't mean to... so... so sorry..."
"You just earned yourself an hour on the stretcher." said master
as he walked back to a control panel on the wall. He held a
button down and my wrist cuffs started moving up.
In a couple of seconds, the wrist cuffs were stretching me so
hard I thought I would rip in two!
Master called over to me from across the room. "I'll see you in
an hour, fucking whore."

An hour later...

"Time's up!" called master from the staircase as he reached
around and pressed a button that made the wrist cuffs fall to the
ground. I fell too, but I landed on my tummy in my poo.
"Now... what happened this morning?" he asked in a calm voice.
 Another feeling of sadness overcame me and I started to cry
again. "I'm so sorry, master! It hurt so bad that I just couldn't
take it anymore! I wanted to so bad, but I just fell right there!
I love you, Master! I want to see you happy!"
Master considered me for a second. "All right... I believe you
this time... But you'll still have to be punished for falling
asleep during sex."
I felt my heart sink but I couldn't let master see that. I had to
be strong. Strong so my master didn't throw me in a ditch by the
road to get my head squished! "Yes, master! I was a bad girl!
Punish me how you see fit!"
He tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. "First... how's your
belly?"
I was shocked. During the training, we were taught that masters
never cared about how we felt... it was always about them them
them. My hand reached down to rub it. "It still hurts a little
bit, master... but not as bad as it did this morning..."
"Do you think you'll be fine by tomorrow?"
I cheered. "Most definitely!"
Master smiled."Excellent, because tomorrow, I won't be the only
one wanting to fuck that..." he reached down and rubbed my vagoo.
"Excellent little pussy. Do you think you'll be up for that?"
I moaned. His fingers felt good on my... pussy... "Mmmm... yes,
master... I'll do anything if it makes you happy..."
Master reached in and kissed my lips while he kept rubbing my
pussy. Finally he said. "What about tonight?"
"Do you want me so bad tonight, master?" I asked, biting my lip.
Master laughed. "I want you over and over tonight. Can you do
that without... passing out?" He spit at the word passing.
I rubbed my belly one more time. "I think so... if you lead..."
"I can do that... but first, let's do this punishment."
"Okay."

Master tied me to the whipping horse and spanked me with the
short whip a hundred times. I think he was feeling nice, because
the hits weren't that bad. But the hundred hand spankings after
that were the worst I have ever had.

Master let me up off his lap and stood me on my feet. I bowed.
"Thank you, master... I deserved it..."
"Don't bow again. It's lame. Just make sure you stay a good girl.
Okay?"
I grinned "Okay master! I will! I will be the best little girl
you ever saw in the whole wide world!"
Master patted me on the head and laughed. "Okay, but before you
make our dinners, go wash yourself. You're all covered in straw
and shit."
I looked down at myself. I was covered from head to toe in dirt
and gravel and straw and hay! I cried "Oh no! I'll go wash up
right away!" and as I started up the stairs, master grabbed me by
the arm and said "We're going together. Come on."
It took a second for the words to go through my brain, but then
it hit me... I'd be washing master! I'd be making him happy
again!" I smiled my brightest smile and started marching up the
stairs.



Christine really is a great girl. The whole time she was waiting
for the shower to get to the right temperature, she was swinging
her hips from side to side. As if she wanted me to reach out and
do something with it. A couple of times I even reached out and
slapped it. She shuddered violently with a cute little gasp and
an "Unh!" each time.
"Master, the water's ready for us."
"Allright, I'm getting in."
I stepped in the bathtub and grabbed a bar of soap. Christine was
already rinsing the dirt and mud and cum off her body. I watched
as it flowed off her childish curves and fell off her tiny
fingertips. I just couldn't help it anymore! As soon as the last
of it was off of her, I lunged forward and grabbed hold of her.
The force of my leaping at her knocked her down, but I caught her
and started making out with her. I almost dropped her, too. The
combination of water and cum all over her body made her really
slippery, and hard to hold on to.
Slowly I started moving my hands down her back. She got the idea
of what I was doing and threw her arms around my neck, moaning in
my mouth the whole time. I worked my way down the small of her
back and onto her buttcheeks. Christine gasped heavily when I got
to the area I spanked her raw. Still I slid my hands down further
into the precipice of her asscrack, where I started fingering the
inside of her asscheeks.
Christine giggled. "Master, that tickles..."
I pulled my head back. The hair that had fallen on her face when
she fell gave her a wild, untamed look, like we could do anything
anywhere. I took my finger out of her buttcrack and moved it to
the back of her head, bringing it up to mine. She opened her lips
for a kiss, but I stuck out my tongue and put it in her mouth.
Apparently shocked, she didn't do anything for a second, but then
went along with it. We frenched in the shower for about five
solid minutes, and then we got on the floor as my little slave
slid up next to me and gave me a handjob. All that slime on her
hand served as an amazing lube. Her tiny hand slid up and down
that thing like it was nothing. A couple of times she even
reached over to lick the tip. After that, I washed her off with
the bar of lotionizing soap and the children's shampoo I picked
up from the not-so-local Pharmacy, and then she washed me off
with the same stuff.

We got out of the shower and dried each other off, and then I
sent Christine off to make our dinner as I went back in my room
to get dressed. Eggs and bacon... nothing too difficult. I just
wanted to get an idea of how good she was.

Her cooking, as it turns out is really good - even for adult
standards. The sunny-side up eggs were delicious and the bacon
was not too crispy - just the way I like it. I started talking to
her about tomorrow as I strapped her down in her chair, sat down
in mine and started eating. "Listen. Tomorrow I'm going to be
inviting a few friends over. There's a couple of things that I'm
going to need you to do. Mmm... Dif's good..."
Christine spoke up "I'll do anything if it makes you happy,
master. And thank you!"
"Well, tomorrow I'm not going to be the only person you'll need
to keep happy. You'll just need to remember: You keep them happy,
you keep me happy. Understand?" She nodded. "Also, there's a
certain outfit that I picked out today that I'm going to need you
to try on... sonofabitch, these are amazing... I gotta give you
some better stuff to work with tomorrow..."
Christine giggled "Thank you, master! I was thinking about you
when I made them."
"Well, good job. Allright, you ready to go?"
"Yes I am, master!"
I unstrapped Christine from her chair and before I could say to
do anything, she dashed into the kitchen with all the dirty
dishes and was back before I could figure out what she did with
them. The dishwasher was humming comfortably.
"Wow, you're a fast little bitch."
She giggled again. She's so cute when she did that, I wanted to
just strap her down and rape her right there, but we had other
shit to do.
"Come on, ya kooky kid. Into the bedroom." I said as she started
to skip (skip!) into the bedroom.

I walked through the bedroom door and there was Christine,
looking at me through the see-through one piece I got for her as
an option for the next day when the guys show up. "That's one of
the options. We're going to try on everything and see what looks
best" I said as I grabbed a seat on the bed.
"Okay, master! I'll start with this," she said as she slipped
into it.
Over the next half hour we tried on a bunch of different outfits,
ranging from a blind gimp suit, the see-through one piece, an
oversized tank top that exposed her nipples but not her pussy, a
miniskirt with no underwear and no top, a tee shirt that was low
enough you could see her crotch bulge when she went into certain
positions, a little minithong with a mini corset intended for
children, Iron hand and foot-cuffs with chains in the middle (and
nothing else), but in the end, we decided on something closer to
the farm girl approach. "That's the one. We can use the others
later in the day." I said as she slipped into her minijeans that
covered her hips and not much else (though the pussy wasn't
shown) and a cut-off t-shirt that said 'can touch this' across
the chest. It was cut up high enough that you could see both her
nipples clearly if she stretched.

"Aww, are you sure, master? I really liked this one..." she
pouted as she held up the see-through one piece she was holding
when I first got in the room.
"That one's fine by me."
She jumped upside down and grinned from ear to ear "Can I wear it
to bed master, pleeeeease?"
"No you may not. Now lay it out in front of the dresser, get out
of those clothes, and come to bed. We're going to watch a movie."
"Yaaay! What kind?"
"You'll find out when it starts! Underwear off too!"
Throwing the underwear across the room, Christine ran over to the
light switch and shut it off, then ran over to the bed and handed
me the remote.

Before I woke her up earlier in the day, I set the room
temperature way below what it should have been, and because of
it, Christine was shivering halfway through the movie.
"Come under the covers."
"k-k-k-kk-kay..." she stuttered.
As she slid herself under the comforter and sat on my lap
allowing as much of her body to touch mine as possible, it got me
horny, and my dick started to rise between her legs. She noticed
and started sliding her hand up and down and around my dick. I in
turn started fondling her nipples, pussy, and just rubbing
everywhere that I liked. It amazed me how smooth her skin was,
like it was made up of whipped cream. It felt so amazing against
my torso and hands that my dick just got harder from feeling it.

She did impress me with how well she payed attention to the
movie. Maybe it got her scared. It was a movie about a beautiful
sex slave who kept disobeying her master, and the punishments he
would give her. It ended off with him holding her head to a train
track with an oncoming train while he was fucking her. They
climaxed together and he pulled her head out of the way just in
time. From that day forward, she was the best sex slave the
master could have asked for.
I sat there with my little slave who was on my lap caressing my
dick as the credits rolled. "A little cheesy in the end, but I
think it had a good lesson in the end for you, like don't fall
asleep during sex, maybe?"
She blushed. "Yes, master. I'll be a good girl forever and ever."
"You better be, now what do you say we fix this..." I cupped my
hands over her hands that were massaging my dick "little problem
here."
She smiled. "My tummy's feeling really really good now! Can I
lead, master?"
I chuckled. "Yes, yes you can lead. Do what you were doing this
morning. Also, I think this should be easier since we already had
sex a couple of times."
"I was going to." she said as she positioned herself on top of my
dick. "Here I go!"

Christine relaxed her legs and fell down on top of my raging
cock. 'Holy shit,' I thought.
"Ah... master... it feels the same..." she said as she started to
push her hips forward and put her hands on my stomach to brace
herself.
The fluid motions of her hips were so amazingly sexy for a seven
year old. Again as she pushed forward and back on my cock with
that beautiful prepubescent body of hers, it felt as if the whole
world was pushing in on my dick. It didn't take too long for me
to cum this time. Christine said "Oh, master! It feels so warm on
the inside!"
"Keep going!" I said I pumped as much man-seed as I could into
her.

As soon as I thought the last of it was out, I felt another gush
of it rush through my shaft and into my beautiful little slave. I
sat up and kissed her smack on the lips right then. "Stay like
that." I whispered into her ear as I wrapped my arms around her
back and got off the bed as she wrapped her arms around my back.
Standing in the middle of the room, I pulled my hips back as far
as they could go without having my cock leave her once-again
violated lovehole and I thrusted back in. Christine gave out a
yelp of what sounded like a mixture between pleasure and pain. I
pulled back and thrusted again as she screamed "YA-hmm!"
We fucked like that for a couple more minutes until I came. And
when I did, I laid Christine down on the floor and pulled out of
her, letting the juices drip onto the ground.
She was panting. "Oh... master... It's so...cold, but I... feel
so... warm..."
I stood up and looked at her. "Well I'm glad that you had fun,
but you made a mess on the floor. What're you going to do with
that?"
Christine sat up and looked at all the semen on the floor where
her pussy was. "I'll go clean it up!" she jeered as she got up
and headed towards the door.
I grabbed her arm and yanked her back down. "Not with those
you're not. I want you to lick it up."
"Okay!" she smiled as she started to do just that.
I walked around to Christine's back as she was licking up the
remnants of the sex we just had. I dropped to my knees and
positioned my cock so that it was touching her cute little
asshole. "The guys tomorrow... They'll know that nothing is
sacred on your body... I just wanted to be the first to do
this..."
"Do what, mast-AH!" she screamed as I thrusted my cock into her
little butthole. It was different from fucking her in the pussy,
but it was still amazing.
A couple of minutes later, I pulled out as I flipped her over and
came all over her torso and face. She laid there on the cold wood
floor spreading my jizz all over herself. "Go wash up. I want you
nice and smooth tonight." I said.
"Yes, master!" she jeered again.
'This is a really happy girl, especially after the day she's
had...' I thought. 'Maybe seeing me happy really is enough for
her... we'll see...'

By the time Christine got back from the shower, the room was
already back at a sane temperature. "Oh, master... I like it in
here now. It feels good." she yawned.
"Take the towel off and come in bed. We have a big day tomorrow."
I said.
"Okay." she smiled as she took the towel off her head and spun
her hair around while turning off the lights. "Y'know something,
master?" she said as she climbed under the covers.
"What?"
"You're a much better master to me than that guy in the movie.
And I love you." she said as she snuggled up as close to me as
she could get.
I laughed as I turned her around to face away from me. "I want to
feel your better side tonight."
She smiled. "Okay, master."


So that's how my second day with my very own slave went. I felt
my way around her smooth, silky body with my hands as if I just
couldn't get enough of it until she fell asleep in my arms.
Goddamn, even though she's only seven, having my own slave was
amazing.
