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story_codes: M/g, semi-cons, cons, first

story_intro: Ten year-old Jenna is chosen by Abdul to become the second wife in his preteen harem.

story_language: English







Abdul's Harem, part 2: Jenna

Written by madvlad


Author's Note: Part 1 (Daisy) explains much of the background to the storyline.

	Jenna pulled off her sneakers in preparation for jumping into the hotel's indoor pool. It was nine in the morning and her mother, Terry, was up in the room, sleeping off another hangover. Jenna doubted she would see her mother before mid-afternoon. She looked around the well-appointed pool area and wondered, not for the first time, how she and her mother had wound up in a luxury resort for a week.

	Jenna was a pretty girl with long brunette hair and blue eyes. When she and her mother checked into her room, there had been a new bathing suit, dark blue with silver stripes on the sides, gift-wrapped in the room for Jenna. Although her mother was just as surprised as Jenna was, she quickly claimed that it was an early birthday present for her that she had planned in advance. The swimsuit was a good fit and clung to her lithe body, displaying all of her young, soft curves.

	Terry was a cocktail waitress who enjoyed the party lifestyle both on and off the job. She had traveled with a popular rock band as a hanger-on over ten years ago and had reportedly has sex with all of the band members at various times and at least once with them all together. The result was a collection of hazy memories and Jenna, whose father she couldn't determine and who had been born exactly ten years ago today.

	Since then, her lifestyle had been anything but glamorous. Jenna spent many nights alone and often woke to find her mother passed out somewhere in the apartment with a man and a few empty bottles or baggies that had contained coke or pot a few hours before. They were often partially or completely undressed. She would usually have a few hours of peace and quiet until the adults woke up with headaches and bad attitudes.

	One time, a little over a year ago, her mother's companion had woken up while Jenna was pouring herself some cold cereal for breakfast. Jenna was only wearing a t-shirt and panties, her usual sleeping attire since her mother couldn't be bothered to get her any pajamas, when the man came staggering into the small kitchen with a stained shirt and no pants or underpants.

	"Hey, my name is...is...<belch>...Steve!" he announced.

	"Hi Steve," she said nervously.

	"Hey, she likes me! She called me Steve," he said aloud to no one in particular as he stood in one place, swaying slightly. He took a closer look at Jenna. "Hey, yer kinda cute. And yer kinda little, too. You must be real tight. Are you...<belch>...tight?"

	Steve was making the little girl nervous. She was used to strange men in her home, but this one was somewhat conscious and talking to her, which wasn't the norm.

	"I don't know what you mean," she said.

	"You know...<belch>, like tight. In your cunt."

	Jenna had heard all sorts of language at her young age and had seen her mother engaged in all manner of sex so she knew what he was referring to. She started to back away from Steve.

	"Uh, no. I don't do that stuff."

	Steve looked at her dumbfounded.

	"Oh, then I better teach you," he said as he stumbled toward the corner where Jenna had retreated. "I gotta do everything around...<belch>...around here."

	He stopped in front of Jenna and in a surprisingly swift motion yanked the little girl's t-shirt over her head. She tried to get away, but he held her arm in a strong grip.

	"No titties, but that's okay 'cause yer real little and real cute and you aint got to have any titties when yer real little. But they won't let you dance in a titty bar unless you get some," he babbled before stopping to belch again. "So remember that. Oh, and you got to take these off."

	He reached down and grabbed Jenna's waistband and yanked hard, pulling it out instead of down. After a few hard tugs, the worn material gave way and left Jenna completely naked except for one panty leg band that had torn loose from the rest of the garment and fluttered noiselessly down her leg. Steve giggled and pointed to Jenna's tiny cunt.

	"Hey, yer bald down there. But yer real little and you look real tight."

	He pushed Jenna to the floor and fell on top of her. The little girl squirmed desperately to get out from under him, but he was too big and heavy. He put his cock between her thighs and began humping her. It was Jenna's small size that saved her from being penetrated as Steve's cock kept rubbing over her little mound instead of ramming through the tight slit. He didn't seem to notice and after a minute he came all over her lower belly before collapsing on top of her, unmoving.

	Jenna cautiously slid out from beneath Steve and stood up. Then Steve grabbed her ankle.

	"Little girl," he said fuzzily. "Yer the best fuck I ever had."

	Then he vomited passed out completely. Jenna collected her shirt and the remains of her panties and barricaded herself in her bedroom until Steve left that afternoon. She never saw him again.

	A week ago, Jenna's mother told her they would be staying at a posh resort for a week. Terry didn't explain why, but Jenna saw that for once, her mother had come through with a promise. They stayed in a suite where Jenna could close the door against the noise her mother and her boyfriend of the night (or two boyfriends three nights ago) would make when they came to the room.

	One thing that had mystified her was a visit from a Dr. Haddad. He politely explained to Jenna that she and her mother had been invited to the resort so that Jenna could participate in a test program for vitamins made for young girls. All Jenna had to do was to take three different pills twice a day. Jenna was concerned since she had seen what drugs had done to her mother, but Dr, Haddad assured her that these were nothing like what her mother took.

	In the evenings, Dr. Haddad would check in on her to see how she was doing. He was always polite and would ask her a series of questions from a form he kept on a clipboard. By the fourth day, she had begun to feel peculiar sensations in her pussy and mentioned it in the most delicate way she could to the doctor during his visit that evening.

	"This is perfectly normal for a healthy young girl," he assured her.

	Jenna spent her days happily at the pool. There was rarely anyone there during the day except for a nice man who had befriended her. Except for some schoolteachers and the like, most men she had met were drunk, stoned, or passed out. But Abdul was always pleasant and enjoyed talking with her. He insisted that he join her for lunch every day and taught her how to play backgammon. Soon, she was beating him as often as he beat her.

	"You are a very intelligent girl," he said to her yesterday.

	She didn't know how to respond since such praise was non-existent in her life outside of school.

	"What do you want to be when you grow up?" he asked.

	Jenna shrugged.

	"I don't know. I guess I'll have to be a waitress like my mom."

	"Nonsense! I can see that is not a life that would make you happy."

	"But what else can I do?"

	Abdul acted as if he was thinking about this for the first time.

	"You've told me that tomorrow is your birthday, correct?"

	"Yes."

	"What if I were to find a way to give you the opportunity to have a better life - even better than the days you've spent at this hotel?"

	"I don't know. You could do that?"

	"Certainly. I think you are as bright as you are pretty. And Dr. Haddad thinks highly of you as well."

	"You know Dr. Haddad?"

	"Yes, he works for me. I am funding his research."

	"Wow, you can do lots of stuff. But I don't see how anything could be nicer than this hotel."

	"I can. And thank you."

	Jenna looked at him, puzzled. "Thank you?"

	"Yes I own this hotel, too."

	Jenna's eyes grew large.

	Jenna didn't see Abdul at the pool the next day, but a waiter had brought her a note from Abdul saying that he would treat her to dinner at eight o'clock that night. In the mean time, she could have whatever she wanted for lunch served to her poolside.

	At six in the evening, she left the pool area a little early after becoming aware of a fat man whose graying hair was tied in a ponytail. He pretended to be reading a magazine, but she would find him staring at her if she suddenly looked his way. She didn't like the way his eyes seemed to rove all over her body. Finally, she decided to retreat to the safety of her room (her mother would already be out partying). The fat man watched her leave, admiring the way her tight little ass moved beneath her snug swimsuit as she walked.

	When she arrived in her room, she was surprised to find her clothes removed from the room. Another note from Abdul informed her that her belongings were in his penthouse suite. Attached to the note was a key card that allowed her to access the suite from a private elevator on the ground floor.

	Jenna took the public elevator to the ground floor, and then found the private one that only went directly to the penthouse. As Jenna stepped into the elevator, she felt an inadvertent shudder deep in her immature pussy. She leaned against the elevator wall until it passed. "What is wrong with me?" she wondered. When the elevator arrived at Abdul's suite, it opened directly into a large living room. Abdul looked delighted to see her.

	"You're early. I'm flattered that you are so eager to join me."

	Jenna debated as to whether to tell him about the man who was ogling her and decided against it.

	"Uh, yeah. I didn't want to be late."

	Abdul gestured expansively around the living room.

	"Well, welcome. Welcome. I have your bag in one of the bedrooms."

	"I'll go change."

	Abdul appraised the young girl in her form-fitting swimsuit.

	"That is not necessary. We're alone and we can be informal."

	"Okay, but why did you bring my stuff up here?"

	"You will be living with me from now on."

	The little girl gasped.

	"But my mom...."

	"Has agreed to it. She wanted some money, which was no issue to me."

	"She...she sold me?"

	The elevator chimes and the door opened. A waiter wheeled a cart in with covered dishes. Abdul motioned for him to leave the cart. The young man nodded and left via the elevator. Abdul turned back to face Jenna.

	"It wasn't as crass as that. I explained that you would have so many more opportunities with me and she agreed to let you go. The money was secondary."

	Actually, the money was Terry's only priority, but Abdul had decided that Jenna didn't need to know that.

	Jenna hugged herself and walked around the room, trying to make sense of what she had just been told.

	"But she didn't even say goodbye."

	"She wasn't in the room?"

	"She's already out partying."

	"Then you can say goodbye to her tomorrow before we fly home."

	"Where's home?"

	"Out west, in California. You'll have your own room there. And a private teacher with just one other pupil, at least for now."

	"Who's the other kid?"

	"Daisy. She's a few months older than you and is my wife."

	Jenna reeled at yet another piece of stunning news.

	"If she's my age, how can she be your wife?"

	Abdul held out his hand to her.

	"Come with me and I'll explain everything."

	Abdul led her to his bedroom and sat her on his bed. He sat down next to her and patted her leg.

	"I know you have seen your mother do many things with the men she has brought home. It repulsed you, yes?"

	Jenna nodded.

	"But these things, when they are done in the proper way between the right people can be a wonderful thing."

	Jenna frowned as she remembered Steve's attack.

	"I don't know. About a year ago, one of my mom's men tried to put his thing in me. He couldn't but squirted his stuff all over me before he passed out again."

	This was news to Abdul. He was a little startled, but only reacted by giving Jenna's slim thigh a slight squeeze.

	"I am sorry you had to endure that, Jenna. But let me show you how it should be done."

	Jenna leapt off the bed.

	"I can't do that. You're all grown up and  I'm just a little girl!"

	Abdul remained calm and pointed to the dark stain in the crotch of Jenna's swimsuit. Her pussy was bulged out into a perfect camel toe and had obviously been leaking fluids.

	"But in your sex, you are having some feelings, correct? These feelings are telling you that you are ready to be my wife."

	Jenna was clearly flustered by Abdul's observation. She knew she had felt wet but hadn't noticed that it showed. She fidgeted in front of Abdul until he gently placed both hands on her shoulders.

	"Just relax. You have nothing to be afraid of and many incredible things to discover. I am going to begin to teach you some of these things. But at any time you want me to stop, I will."

	Jenna was speechless as Abdul slid the straps from her shoulders and peeled the lower half of her swimsuit down, leaving her chest exposed. Abdul kissed the bottom of her neck and then made a short line of kisses straight down. He licked her chest, sucking her soft skin into his mouth. He took his time on her delicious flesh before sucking one nipple past his lips. He held it there while he lashed it with his tongue.

	Jenna moaned helplessly as he did this. Encouraged, Abdul brought one hand up to her crotch and began to massage it forcefully through the thin material of Jenna's swimsuit. 
Jenna was embarrassed to actually hear the wet sounds her pussy was making as Abdul manipulated it, but could not deny the mounting pressure she was feeling between her legs. She didn't know exactly what it meant, but she instinctively wanted it to continue.

	Abdul continued to taste her upper body, sucking, and then slightly chewing on Jenna's previously neglected other nipple until it was wet and hard like its sister. He scooped the child up and placed her lying down on the bed and quickly stripped before rejoining her.

	Jenna felt her swimsuit slip down from her barely existent hips and off of her legs. The air felt cool on her wet, hairless snatch. Abdul lowered himself on top of Jenna, covering the small body while licked and kissed her face. He sucked on her lips and tasted the inside of her mouth with his tongue.

	Abdul knew she was more than ready as he could feel the warm dampness on his stomach where it was pressed against her cunt. Jenna, in turn, could feel the length of his cock against her leg.

	Abdul lifted himself up on his arms and moved until his cock head stopped between Jenna's spread legs. He held himself up with one hand while he properly positioned his cock head, which looked dark and massive against the bald white mound of Jenna's childish little pussy. He bent down and whispered into Jenna's delicate ear.

	"There will be some pain at first, but do not be afraid."

	When Jenna didn't reply, he bucked his hips forward and dropped his weight onto the little girl. His cock mashed through the narrow opening of Jenna's quim, and then slid through to the hymen. The barrier only stopped this intrusion for a split second before succumbing to the massive thrust. The tissue tore as the massive shaft burrowed past, adding some virginal blood to the lubrication has ten year-old Jenna was opened up to a whole new world.

	"Bwaaa.....oh!" she blurted as she felt something tear. Then there was an immense feeling getting pushed apart and filled inside.

	Abdul lifted himself up again and saw that, like Daisy, Jenna had taken a full six inches of him inside her. He grinned to himself as he saw that his thrust must have pushed her legs even wider apart, almost as if she was doing a split. She was completely open to his manhood.

	Jenna had bit her lower lip as the pain from her deflowering radiated from her pussy. Abdul could tell that the pain had passed she released her lip. He pulled out and gave her a slow thrust. He repeated this and developed a motion where he pulled out quickly and moved in slowly.

	Jenna could not squirm very much where her small pelvis had been pinned to the mattress. She bunched up the sheets in both hands and twisted them as she was repeatedly penetrated by Abdul. She felt something building inside of her, but every time it seemed like something big was about to happen, Abdul would pause and her feelings would slightly subside.

	Abdul could tell that Jenna was getting close to a climax. He had learned to read Daisy's reactions quite well and Jenna was not much different. He wanted to wait until he was nearly done before he finally let her cum. She thrashed beneath him, groaning wordlessly as she was subjected to wave after wave of thundering sensation. When she was done, she looked at him with wet blue eyes.

	"I...I don't know w-what..." she stammered.

	"Shhh. Just relax and feel me make you a woman," he told her.

	He resumed his motion, sliding his cock in and out of her tight wet cunt. He saw a small pink froth forming where her smooth pussy was stretched around his prick, evidence of her deflowering and first orgasm. That brought him to the edge as he felt his balls expand. He plunged to the bottom of Jenna's pussy as he exploded, pumping his seed deeply inside her body, washing all of her sexual organs with his active sperm.

	What Jenna had once felt as filthy when Steve spewed it on her body now felt warm and complete inside of her. She could feel it flooding into her, some of it joining and becoming part of her body. She was still too young to put it into words, but she was now exposed to these feeling and let them run their course.

	She watched as Abdul cleaned them both with a towel.

	"Will I always bleed like that and hurt at first until I'm bigger?" she asked.

	"No. You will never have that again. Think of it as a doorway you only enter once as you pass from virgin to bride." He reached into a drawer in the night table. "Now, I have something for you."

	He took out a gold chain and heart-shaped lock and latched it into place around her neck.

	"This shows that you are my wife."

	Abdul rested on one elbow and watched as Jenna felt the necklace with her fingers. He leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. She met his tongue with her own when he slipped it inside her mouth.

	"Are you ready for some dinner?" he asked.

	"Yes, but I need to put something on."

	Abdul gazed at her nude young form hungrily.

	"You can go eat as you are."

	Jenna blushed, her little girl modesty returning as the aftermath of her orgasm gently faded. Abdul saw this and quickly reached for his robe.

	"I'll be right back," he said as he kissed the top of her head.

	He returned with a smaller robe that had been placed her bedroom. Jenna had wrapped a sheet around her naked body while he was gone and gratefully accepted the robe.

	After dinner, the two snuggled on the couch and watched a movie on a massive screen in the living room. Jenna was yawning by the time it was done and Abdul suggested that they go to sleep.

	"You have your own bedroom over there," he said pointing to another room off the to the side. "Or you can come to my bed."

	Jenna hesitated only briefly, then shyly took Abdul's hand and went with him to his bedroom.

	Abdul woke early the next morning and made a few business phone calls. The sky was just turning light when he gently shook Jenna awake.

	"Would you like to see watch the sunrise on the patio?"

	"Okay."

	They went out through the sliding glass doors and onto the patio on the roof of the hotel. The air was quite chilly, but Jenna soon felt Abdul's large warm hands roaming over her smooth body beneath her robe. His thick forefinger found her little clit and he pinched it between his finger and thumb before sliding his finger over her hairless pussy.

	"Mmmmmmm" she hummed as he increased the force of his rubbing until he felt her telltale moisture just inside her outer labia.

	She lifted her arms away from her body as he untied her belt and pulled her robe off. He picked her up by her firm little ass and pressed her against him, rubbing her pussy along the shaft of his erect cock.

	"I think I'll have my appetizer out here," he murmured as he sat her on the edge of a table that was waist high to him - the perfect height.

	Abdul teased Jenna's pussy with his fingers while they kissed. She was dripping on the table by the time Abdul stepped back and brought his cock up to her tiny slit. He lifted her up slightly by her ass as he began to slide his cock into her.

	"Watch this," he whispered to her.

	Jenna looked down and stared as inch of inch of Abdul's prick sank inside her childish cunt. When he bottomed out, he began his slow, piston-like movement. Jenna held onto his shoulders as she felt her little sheath spread around and grasp his member. The only noises this high up were the wind, the slick slurping sounds of their copulation, and Jenna's small whimpers.

	Abdul waited until he was about to cum before he altered his stroke to bring his little partner to climax. They came together as the sun's first golden rays shot across the patio. When they were done, Abdul let Jenna lie back on the table and watched as the new sunlight seemed to feast on her little body, painting her white skin with exotic colors in its most intimate places.

	Late in the afternoon, Jenna stopped by her mother's room where Terry was blearily trying to pack her suitcase.

	"I'm...I'm leaving now, Mom. I'll write to you. I promise. And you can write back. Maybe you get an e-mail account"

	Terry stopped and looked at the little girl she had brought into the world.

	"I got my money," she said defensively. "You can't have any."

	"But, Mom, I don't want-..."

	"I don't want to listen to your shit!" Terry hollered, and then grimaced as her aching head protested her volume. "Go wherever the fuck it is where you going. With you gone, I can get on with my life. Go!"

	Jenna was withdrawn during most of the flight to the private airstrip on Abdul's estate. He knew the parting with her mother did not go well. He did not ask her what had happened and she seemed to be content to huddle in his arms in silence. Curiosity got the better of her eventually and she began asking questions about her new life.

	Yes, she would have her own room. Yes, the private tutor he had on the estate was nice (and flamboyantly gay, which he didn't tell Jenna, but this left him satisfied that there would be no one else trying to seduce his little wives). No, he would not take her clothes shopping, but one of his female assistants would take her. Perhaps Daisy would join them on their shopping trip.

	"What's she like?"

	"Oh, she's a very nice girl and has been with me for three months. She's looking forward to having someone her own age around the estate, so I'm sure you two will get along fine. Of course, you'll both have to learn to share me."

	"What if I don't want to?" Jenna teased.

	Abdul made a stern face.

	"Then I will be forced to make you eat every kind of vegetable you hate."

	"No!" said Jenna, starting to giggle.

	"Yes. And double portions! Maybe even triple portions!"

	"Aauugh!" Jenna screamed as she laughed.

	After landing, they went directly to the main house, which was incredibly large. Jenna wondered how easily should would get lost. The front door opened and a blonde girl about Jenna's size in a short saffron robe greeted them. She jumped into Abdul's arms and they shared a long, deep kiss. When Abdul set her down she turned to Jenna and smiled.

	"Hi, I'm Daisy," she said with a slight Southern accent. "We are going to have so much fun. We've got your room set up. Do you want to see it?"

	"Sure! Um, Abdul?" Jenna looked at him questioningly.

	"Yes, go with Daisy, I have some work to do and I'm note sure how much time you two little minxes will allow me later on, so go."

	He swatted Jenna's pert little bottom and watch as the two young girls quickly walked upstairs.

	"There are so many cool things here and I don't know where to start," Daisy said breathlessly as they walked down a long hall toward Jenna's new bedroom.

	Jenna noticed that Daisy was rubbing her stomach and asked if she was okay. Daisy stopped suddenly and said "Oh." She loosened her robe to reveal that she was only wearing some frilly panties underneath. Her lower belly had a slight curve to it. She looked at Jenna with a glowing smile as she patted herself.

	"I'm so excited. I'm going to have a baby!"

	

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