Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: New York
|Introduction: A young girl's sleep is interrupted|
It was a cold winter night. I had been walking outside for about two hours dodging police cars and traveling in the shadows. My buddy Rick said that the house was on 27 Kinley St. , I looked on my map, Kinley st. was a block away. A scary, deep masculine voice sounded in the quiet.
"Finally, almost there."
It was my voice, the sound of somebody who had been unjustly imprisoned for a crime he did not commit, the sound of somebody who was about to commit a real crime, and this time he would make sure no one found out. The voice was mine, and it was the sound of a predator stalking his prey, the sound of a rapist.
"Did you have another bad dream?" asked Marilyn Mason. "Honey, what's wrong? Are you scared that your father and I aren't going to be here?"
Alice nodded her head.
"It's just that I've never been alone in the house. What if bad men come in?"
"Baby, don't worry, by the time we get back you'll probably be asleep."
"Is my little girl worrying about being by herself?" said James Mason. "Don't you worry about a thing Ally we'll be back before you know it!"
"Oh honey, dear we better be off its already 9:30..."
"Oh yes dear you're absolutly right!"
And with a slight shudder she turned to look at her daughter and said,
"We will be back as soon as possible Ally, we promise."
And at that moment Alice's large hazel eyes met with her mother's pale gray eyes and she replied " I promise dear." Alice swore she saw a trace of a tear in both of her mother and father's face but the trepidation of being left alone quickly came back and the sound of the door slamming coupled with the sound of their car speeding off made it much worse for the tiny ten year old.
Ah, finally Kinley st., now Rick said that the house number is 27, I looked towards the nearest house.
"Holy shit its 27!"
My hand instinctly jumped to my mouth covering it. Well the worst part is over, now Rick said that the duffel bag with all the tools he needed was in a garbage can on the side of an abandoned house. It took me a while to find it but I did, and I quickly doubled back, eager to have my first taste in what felt like decades. I looked at my watch, it was 9:20, my sly informant told me that the two roommates should be leaving soon, some bullshit about a rewards ceremony, but in truth they were actually going to be kidnapped and sold for a profit. Rick told me not to worry about it but I couldn't help wonder about them, they would never know what happened to their friend. And what do you know, that some bitch was right! As I saw their car pull away the only thought that was going through my head was excitment, sheer excitement. I took my duffel bag, slung it over my shoulder and crept catlike to the front of the house, so the penetrating light of the streetlamp could not reach me. I nonchalantly walked up to the front door, picked the lock and stepped inside. If it wasn't for the fact that it was safely secured in my chest, I thought the whole block would hear my beating heart. Unfortunatly Rick's details ended with the house. It's all me now. All up to me. I walked up the stairs and saw two opened doors; one that led to the bathroom and the other that led to a large bed. I guess those other two roomates are married. My eyes fell upon the only closed door. An evil grin swept across my face. Was I really a rapist? Was I really going to defile this poor person's body? I guess I'm pretty strong what with being 6 ft. 200 pounds, I suppose I could win in a fistfight, but am I really capable of murder? That question left me as I turned the doorknob and what my eyes gazed was so nauseating I couldn't stand to see it. I was right about one thing, the other two people were married! They were this little girl's parents! I remembered Rick's last words.
"Have fun Jaden! I know you will. Hahahaha."
A horrible, gruff laugh filled his ears. That son of a bitch! He expects me to rape a little girl? I stepped in closer to get a better look at this maiden, according to the moonlight I saw medium sized breasts, a beautiful face, large hazel eyes, shoulder length auburn hair and soft, milky white skin. In my admiration of this little beauty a little stir escaped my attention. And before I knew it a little voice was crying out to me.
"Daddy is that you?"
"No honey, its not. I'm sorry."
I put a balled up sock in her mouth and sure enough what followed was a scream that could break even the nobelist of men. An earsplitting scream.
After mom and dad left it took me a while to get back to sleep. But finally I managed it. I was in a sunny, slightly breezy world.
"Alice do you want more tea?"
"No Mr. Rabbit. I'm fine, but thanks anyways."
"You were always such a sweet little girl Alice." said Mr. Rabbit.
Thump thump thump.
"Mr. Rabbit did you hear that?"
Thump thump thump.
"I'm sorry Alice I don't know what you are talking about."
It kind of sounded like- no they couldnt be home already. Suddenly I felt a pair of eyes staring at me and my wonderful world and Mr. Rabbit were gone. I looked up. Oh! Dad is home!
"Daddy is that you?"
But what I heard was not the soothing voice of my father, it was a deeper and surprisingly sad voice.
"No honey, its not. I'm sorry."
Time seemed to move ten times slower, I felt suddenly awake, thoughts and fears swirling in my head. Who was this man? What is he doing in my bedroom? Why did he say 'I'm sorry?' None of this made any sense, mom and dad were supposed to be home already, what is he doing here? Where is my mom and dad?! I let a loud scream and almost immediatly something was being stuck in my mouth, my mother told me about rape, and how it was something men do to women, but surely this man isn't going to do it to me?
I had already decided what I was going to do with this little girl. I was going to rape her, that's why I escaped prison for and I will be damned if I don't get any today. An inner voice told me to take the sock out of her mouth, so I could hear her scream, another said that would attract to much attention. I bent over her, stared directly into her beautiful, fear filled eyes and took out the sock.
"Please sir don't hurt me!"
I heard her beg. The sound of another person being at my mercy was strangly attractive, especially when it's a woman's, and this beautiful girl was absolutly no exception.
"Please mister don't hurt me!" she said tears welling in her eyes.
"I will do whatever you ask, but just please don't hurt me!" now fully sobbing said the girl.
"What's your name?"
The little girl looked taken aback, just how I intended it.
"Ummm Alice." the tears slightly subsiding.
"That's a very pretty name Alice, and don't worry I'm not going to hurt you, or rob your house."
"Your not?" she said in a very small and light voice.
The telltale sign of hope welling up.
"No, but I am going to rape you."
I said with the slightest hint of menace. The emerging smile quickly faded as she looked pleadingly into my eyes and begged once more.
"Please sir, don't rape me I'm only ten! I promise, if you leave now I won't tell anyone what you did to me, I promise!"
" I'm sorry Alice, but tonight you're mine."
At this she started flailing trying to stop the inevitable. I grabbed her tiny wrists and secured them with one hand, while with the other I was getting the duct tape ready. Soon I had taped her hands together. She was flailing madly with her legs, sobbing and begging all at the same time. I had no problem with her legs, and with one clean sweep of my hand tore her pajamas pants right off. I saw the cutest pair of yellow panties and with my teeth, ripped them off too. She was terrified now, afraid of what I was going to do next. I carried her in my arms and took her to the living room, struggling and pleading the entire time, where there was much more space. Putting my head inbetween her legs I started to lick her pussy. She kept on pushing my head back but I was simply too strong for her.
"No! Stop! Please mister stop!"
Damn she sounded so sexy, begging me to stop, all that did was fuel my lust. I felt a stir in my pants and I knew I couldn't hold back much longer. I reached up, grabbed her shirt and tore it off her. At this she started screaming, begging nonstop.
"Please mister don't do this!"
I heard her voice crack. I started fondling her surprisingly firm and perky tits. For a small girl of ten she has already started to fill out. Suddenly I let go of her and I took a moment to look in her large, terrified hazel eyes. God she was so beautiful and she was all mine. She lay there, stark naked, paralyzed with fear.
"Mister please, don't do this to me, I'm only ten."
I said nothing and simply pulled my pants off revealing my erect manhood. Nine inches and pretty thick, I was pretty impressed with it. I reveled in the way she stared at it, with wide eyes, knowing what I plan to do with it but not completly come to terms with it. I shed the rest of my clothes, pulled her by the ankle towards me.
"Please... stop, I'm begging you stop..." she said in a small terrified voice.
I hunched over her, completly dwarfing her body and brought her incredibly soft, smooth face to mine.
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