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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Thursday, April 28, 2016

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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: adjustin.txt
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story_codes: mmm/g(5), first, light bondage, semi-cons, cons

story_intro: When their preteen sex toy moves out of town with her family, a trio of young teens goes in search of some fresh meat. It isn't long before they find their prey in a little kindergartener.


story_language: English




Adjusting Amber

Written by madvlad


	Brilliant student.

	Insightful.

	A leader.

	These were attributes given to Brad by his teachers and peers. Had he spent any time with an analyst, the term, sociopath, would have also been applied.

	But no one would ever dream that Brad would need to see a therapist. He was so charming and well-balanced. Had he bent sent to such a session, the fourteen year-old would have played his outward persona brilliantly.

	Two other boys were his constant friends; at least, that's what others called them. Brad considered them accomplices or willing henchmen. They were fun to be with, useful, and, most importantly, knew how to follow orders. And the two boys, Tim and Jason, enjoyed the fruits of their association (or in their minds, friendship) with Brad.

	It was two years earlier when the boys were breaking awkwardly into adolescence that Brad hit upon away for them to gain sexual experience. There was a girl two years younger who lived in their apartment building; a loner who had self-esteem issues.

	She was flattered by the attention the older boys lavished on her and willingly let them explore her still childish body with her clothing removed. It was during the third such encounter when she briefly felt remorse when her hymen was torn open by Brad's barely pubescent erection. Her struggles and cries did her no good during the hot, frantic coupling between their young bodies and she gave up fighting just before Brad shot his new seed into her immature sex.

	Having experienced the initial mysteries of sex, the girl forgot about her fright and pain that first time and adoringly allowed the boys to experiment on her in the building's ventilation room for which Brad had somehow obtained a key. For two years, they used the girl in a variety of ways and with some interesting toys Brad had acquired via a stolen credit card belonging to an elderly neighbor with failing mental faculties. By the time the old man's family moved him into a nursing home, several hundred dollars in various goods had been ordered and delivered to his address with Brad liberating the packages from the apartment manager's office.

	Shortly after the girl had turned eleven, her chest began to blossom. Her little buds became new playthings for Brad and his crew. But when the girl's family moved away, she was as devastated as Tim and Jason. Brad gave her a fine farewell that ended with him anally sodomizing her while she was on all fours, wearing a dog collar and with weights clamped to her sore nipples. The girl wept, knowing she would no longer be the center of attention.

	While Tim and Jason hated to see her go, Brad was relieved. He had concerns about getting her pregnant. It wasn't that he might have to answer for it (that was never a viable threat in his mind and if push came to shove, Tim or Jason would have to take the fall), but she would become a nuisance in her condition.

	"I need some pussy," Jason groused, a week after their cum dump (as Brad thought of her) had moved away.

	"I've already got a plan," Brad assured him.

	"Who?" blurted Tim, his excitement unrestrained. 

	"Amber," Brad replied.

	"Who's she?" Jason queried.

	"The kid who plays in the courtyard. I've been watching her. Her mother works at night and sleeps all day. When Amber comes home from school, she plays in the courtyard. Her mother thinks it's safe since you need a key card to get into the building and the kid is safe inside. If the mom is such a stupid bitch, then the kid is, too. We have about three hours before her mom wakes up."

	"What about getting her once her mother goes to work?" Tim asked.

	Brad gave him a withering look before answering.

	"Amber's only five years old. Her mother may let her play by herself inside the complex while she's around, but she's not going to let her spend the nights alone. Old Mrs. Levin keeps her in her apartment then."

	"Five years old?" Jason spat, shaking his head. "Shit, I was hoping for some tits."

	"You're missing the point," Brad retorted. "She's got a mouth, a cunt, and an ass. And she's little enough to control."

	"How do you know she won't tell someone?" Tim asked.

	Brad nodded at the question. It was a reasonably intelligent one - for a change.

	"We've got to do it slowly. We'll make her adjust to what we do, little by little. That's the key - making adjustments."

	Despite their nodding, Brad knew that Tim and Jason didn't really understand. But that was okay because he would be calling the shots. All they needed to do was follow.

	The ventilation room had a door to the enclosed courtyard and Brad had it cracked open, watching as Amber chased a ball around that she kept bouncing off of the walls. Her brown pigtails bounced as she romped and Brad grew hard while thinking about the other ways he'd make them move. Her blue skirt flitted as she ran and Brad admired the fullness of her sturdy little thighs. She might be only five, but she had delicious-looking legs.

	Behind him, Tim and Jason were ready - and so was their gear. Brad took another backward glance to re-check it all despite the lights being off and turned back forward just in time to see the ball skipping past the door. As Amber raced after it, Brad easily scooped his hand around her mouth, clamping off any reaction and pulling her into the darkened room. While the girl struggled, she was blindfolded and then Brad let go of her mouth just long enough for Jason to put tape across it.

	Tim flipped on the lights, making it easier for Brad and Jason to strip Amber completely. She was crying behind the tape and her tears moistened the blindfold as were arms were raised and her wrists cuffed. Brad held a cell phone in one hand, recording the naked and bound five year-old as she helplessly turned her head all about as she sought a reason for her state. 

	Although he might have been initially disappointed that a five year-old didn't have boobs, Jason didn't mind slathering the immature little nipples with oil that heated the skin upon contact. Soon, there were tiny points jutting from the kindergartner's immature chest. Lifting a microphone that altered his voice, Brad spoke.

	"Those are your tits," he said, the toy making his voice sound deep and vibrating. "Sluts like you need your tits to be hard. Don't they feel good?"

	When Amber vehemently shook her head, her pigtails whipped furiously. Brad chuckled.

	"Don't lie," he warned, the microphone adding gravity to his statement. "Do your tits feel good?"

	Amber was still before reluctantly nodding her head.

	"Of course they do," Brad went on. "All sluts like it when their titties are like that."

	"Maw," Amber replied through the tape. 

	Whether that was confirmation or skepticism, Brad did not know nor care.

	Handing the camera to Tim for video-taking, Brad took a vibrator and switched it on. Into the mic, he explained.

	"This is something else that sluts like."

	He paused to gaze at the child's bald pussy. The round little snatch bulged prettily. From behind the girl, Jason took her by the ankles and parted her legs. The tiny labia opened just enough to show Amber's clit and a hint of the pink further inside. 

	When he pressed the buzzing tip to her cunny, Amber jerked. One ankle broke free of Jason's grip and the boy cursed as he reached for it. Amber had closed her legs at the vibrator's touch and tried to resist as Jason opened them again. But the fourteen year-old was too strong and the trapped little tot was helpless to prevent her privates to be exposed again. 

	Brad massaged the kindergartner's tiny genitals, making her squirm invitingly as he slid the tip up and down just inside her slit. The teen teased her, rubbing the sex toy all over Amber's hairless quim and into her slit and then grazing her clitty every once in a while. Beads of perspiration had broken out on her forehead and some ten minutes later, some new dampness was collecting further down. 

	The end of the vibrator was shiny with her dew as Brad smeared it all over Amber's mons. The five year-old's hairless cunt gleamed with the product of her own arousal.

	"Sluts love it when their twats get nice and wet like this," Brad said into the mic.

	"Mmrrrmmmm."

	As Amber's baby snatch got wetter, Brad worked it harder, twisting it at her small entrance but careful not to poke it inside. With a nod, he signaled to Jason to let go of the girl's ankles. As expected, Amber kept her legs wide to allow the unseen, buzzing thing to keep molesting her cute little pussy.

	"Mmm?" she grunted, wriggling her small hips.

	She was getting close to cumming, Brad knew. The stupid little bitch didn't know what it was but she could sense something happening.

	"MMMMMMMMMM!" she moaned as her bound little body quivered. 

	Then Amber went limp and hung by her wrists.

	"You came just like a slut," Brad announced. "You like being a slut, don't you?"

	Amber didn't understand what a slut was but she liked the strange frissons between her legs and the way the little circles on her chest tingled. If that was called being a slut, then she didn't mind at all, even with all the scary stuff that came with being tied up. Maybe sluts liked being tied up but she wasn't sure if she liked it. All the same, she nodded.

	"Good. But if you tell anyone like your mom, we won't let you be a slut anymore."

	Tim and Jason wiped the girl clean and got her dressed. When the tape was removed from her mouth, Amber worked her jaws to ease the stiffness. The lights were turned off and her blindfold was removed before she was pushed out of the door and into the courtyard. Amber stumbled but kept her balance. When she turned to look, she saw the door close.

	Blinking in the sunlight, she saw her yellow ball lying abandoned. As she went to retrieve it, her thoughts were on a different play toy - the fleshy one tucked inside her panties.

	When Amber was grabbed the next day, she yelped into Brad's hand but then remained still as her clothing was removed and her wrists were cuffed. Jason only had to nudge her legs for the girl to spread them. She was still blindfolded and her mouth taped as Tim oiled her nippies to make them burn a little and Brad worked her cunny over with the vibrator until she came.

	The following day, Amber was waiting by the ventilation room door when it opened. She walked into the darkness and felt the familiar hands on her. Silently, the little girl let them make her naked so she could be a slut. Sluts liked it when they tingled in different places and Amber was glad these nice people were doing that for her. She just didn't understand why they had to tie her wrists and put stuff over her eyes and mouth.

	Brad thought the little girl looked so helplessly hot in her bonds. It was the fourth day of her adjustment and after making her cum, he removed the tape from her mouth. Her small mouth was delicately shaped and her red lips were like small, soft candy. 

	"We're going to make you cum again, but there are other things you have to do to be a slut," Brad told her, using the microphone as always.

	"Okay," she answered. 

	"When something goes in your mouth, you have to suck it. Open wide."

	Amber did as she was told, blindly stretching her jaws with her wrists secured above her. When Brad pushed his dick head between her pliant lips, Amber tasted his flesh and began sucking like a slut should. With small motions, Brad moved in and out. Afraid she wasn't doing it right, she pulled harder with her mouth, gripping with her lips and sliding her tongue back and forth along his meat. Jason knelt behind her and used the vibrator on her hairless twat, the effect making her oral efforts even stronger.

	Brad was impressed as the kindergartener became a talented blowjob artist in a matter of minutes. To show his appreciation, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her further on his shaft.

	"Swallow everything, slut," he ordered.

	Amber started to make a questioning sound in her stuffed mouth when the boy erupted. She had the impression of a strong, salty liquid on her tongue and she tried to push it out. After a brief, panicked struggle, she understood and swallowed. It was good to get the stuff out of her mouth. The hard thing vanished and was replaced by another one. First Tim, then Jason slipped their teen pricks in and out of the child's plush little mouth while she was forced to two more climaxes. 

	When they were done, Amber stood nude with her hands cuffed, excess semen drooling from her mouth, and her thighs and cunny wet from her cumming. The naked five year-old indeed looked the role of a slut. 

	They gave her more practice the next day before the weekend deprived her of their company. On Monday, she was sucking and cumming again and by now could take each boy all the way to the back of her mouth before they spewed their jism into her little tummy.

	Amber thought she was sucking like a good slut now so she didn't understand why they left the tape on her mouth the next day. After her nipples were oiled, someone spread the little buns of her rump and oiled her there. She twitched as her sensitive asshole responded, dilating and clamping as it burned. 

	Brad lifted Amber by the legs from behind, opening them so he could slide his prick between her little ass cheeks. She was still hanging from her cuffs which made her hopelessly trapped in his grip. He pushed against her oily rosebud, making the girl grunt as he increased the pressure. She was so small but Brad and his friends' young penises were still thin enough to keep from damaging her.

	"Mmrrrmmmm?" she asked.

	"I'm going to make you a slut back here," Brad replied.

	Amber wondered why she had to be a slut in her bottom but her musings ended when she felt the sharp jolt of a stiff cock punching through her tiny anus. She squealed mightily and heard laughter as she couldn't get loose. 

	The hardness pounded her ass, rubbing her orifice raw as it hammered the softness of her rectum. Then she felt the vibration from below of that wonderful thing on her snatch. She moaned helplessly as her bald little pussy watered while her painful sodomy continued unabated. For some reason, the hard thing wrenching in her rear made her cunny react more strongly. Squirming and groaning, the five year-old took her virgin ass-fucking while her immature snatch lewdly throbbed. The wet explosion in her baby sex was matched by the blast of teenage semen that coated her anal tubing.

	With the little girl's ass heavily lubricated, Tim was the next to sink his meat into her. Amber's diminutive size made her rectal muscles strain from the cock boring into her. Her taut tissues rubbed fiercely against the prick, exciting the teen and agitating the child even further. 

	Brad was mauling her cunny with the vibrator, making Amber warble as she was buggered. By the time Tim and then Jason had cum inside her, she was a mess below the waist from her two leaking orifices. 

	After she was cleaned and released, Amber walked a little unsteadily in the courtyard. Being a slut was very hard work. For the rest of the week, Amber was anally serviced by her mysterious abductors while getting her pussy buzzed in the way she now craved.

	On Monday, she was oiled and bound as Brad made her cum with the vibrator. When she felt herself being lifted, she didn't understand why it was from the front. Her legs were pulled apart, held by Tim and Jason. When she felt the spongy tip of Brad's hard-on against her mound, she moaned.

	"You can't be a real slut until your cherry is popped," the odd voice told Amber. 

	Amber didn't know anything about a cherry, but that thing was pushing at her in the place where she tingled. It tried to go inside, making her uncomfortable.

	Brad watched as Amber's plump, hairless twat spread for him. The tiny portal to her virgin hole remained an obstacle but now that it was messily lubricated from her orgasm, there was nothing stopping him from having her baby cunt.

	"MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

	Amber squawked when Brad plowed through her cherry. She struggled as the young teen cock forced her virgin snatch to expand and take it. Between her tape and blindfold, the child's face was beet red but she could do little besides her muffled protests while the fourteen year-old's cock opened her sex.

	Brad reveled in his conquests; Amber's loss of innocence and the exquisite feel of the five year-old's succulent pussy on his thrusting prick. He skewered the tight passage over and over, watching the trickles of blood leak from her bald cunt as her next level of slut-hood was attained. Taking over for Tim and Jason, he held Amber's thighs, controlling her body as he fucked the kindergartener's snatch. 

	When Tim applied the vibrator to Amber's clit, the little girl thrashed. Jason began pinching and twisting her oiled nipples, making them react more strongly than ever. Amber was nearly losing her mind, undulating obscenely as she pursued her orgasm around the hammering meat in her tiny pussy. Moments later, the hot spray of spunk inundated her undeveloped organs. The boys changed positions and Amber's role as a sex toy continued. By the time they were done, the tyke was wobbly-legged with a heavily-seeded baby chamber that she was too young to use.

	After five days of taking cocks in her cunny, Amber was a little relieved over the weekend. Still, she missed being a slut and hoped her mystery playmates would be ready for her on Monday.

	She knew they were doing something different when her wrists weren't cuffed. Standing on trembling legs, she took the vibrator into her cunt, whining into the tape as the vibrations thrummed inside her. Her nipples and asshole were oiled, further arousing her. Her snatch gushed as she came and she felt a little dizzy. Then she felt herself being lowered straight down and encountered a familiar presence against her quim.

	Brad was on his back, guiding Amber as Tim lowered her onto his prick. The smooth, pudgy twat split obscenely at the cleft and the soupy interior greedily gobbled his cock into its snug embrace. Amber moaned softly as she went up and down a couple of times before Brad pulled her forward.

	Amber didn't understand what she should do so she remained in place. She felt another pair of hands on her rump, spreading her there. It was...no...that couldn't happen.

	Amber's tape muffled yell was still shrill enough to rattle Brad's ears as Tim crammed his dick into her ass. With a cock already embedded in her pussy, she felt as if she was going to break apart. Flailing helplessly with her arms, she endured the second penetration. Then the boys began fucking her in tandem, grinding her hot little channels with their lusty meat. Her agitated senses flared at the forceful stimulation, making her cunt juicier and her rectum hotter despite the aching, thrusting pressure in her lower body.

	The two teens mashed into the struggling little girl, stretching her baby fuck holes to their limit as they satisfied their lust. Snot fouled her little nose as she was breathing heavily. Jason turned Amber's head toward him and ripped the tape off. The girl opened her mouth to suck in a lungful of air, only to find something much different in her mouth. Defeated, she began sucking the third cock because that's what sluts do.

	The trio of teens gang-fucked the five year-old, pounding her tender little body with hard meat. Amber's bare feet scrabbled on the floor on either side of Brad, her aching pussy still watering and her tortured bowels stinging. She sucked at Jason's prick as if it were a lifeline, the instinctive nursing action easing her distress. 

	In her cunny, she felt it happening. Her orgasm made her shake, further agitating her cock-filled areas. As her climax built, Tim's semen filled her bottom, ratcheting her own reaction. Through the extended duration of her cum, she was dimly aware of the surge of boiling sperm in her lower belly as Brad released. Jason yelped and quickly spurted a helping of jism down her throat.

	"Damn!" Jason shouted. "I thought she was going to suck my dick right off of me!"

	Brad gave him a fierce gesture, pointing to the trick microphone that they had used to disguise their voices. Jason might have given himself away, but Amber was too far gone to notice his voice. 

	Through the thin membrane that separated her pussy and ass, Brad could feel Tim wriggling as he managed to extract his dick. Despite her heavy fucking, Amber's tiny twat was still tightly sealed around his cock. As he pulled her off, he began to harden again. They had time, so Brad gave the little girl a hard-on ride, bouncing her squishy baby cunt on his meat while she moaned dazedly until he inseminated her again.

	After some extensive clean-up, Amber slowly made her way across the courtyard with small, toddling steps as thunder boomed overhead. Her lower holes were still sticky as the injected jism still clung there and she could taste the stuff in her mouth. When she got up to her apartment, she went into the soothing warm bath with no complaint. Her mother was quite relieved that in the past couple of weeks as it was no longer a battle of wills to get Amber into the tub.

	Amber stood with her face pressed against the window in the lobby that looked out into the courtyard. The rain coming down was hard and almost icy, a gift from the approaching winter. A heavy exhalation fogged the glass as her shoulders slumped.

	She wouldn't get to be a slut today.

	"Can't go outside to play, huh?"

	Amber turned around to see three older boys that lived in the building. They were very big boys because they had just started high school. One of them smiled kindly at her.

	"It's kind of a bummer, I know," he continued.

	Amber nodded and then gave the nice boy - Brad was his name - a hopeful smile.

	"I know a game we can play," she offered. "But you can't tell your mommies."



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