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Tuesday, March 12, 2013

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story_codes: MMMg12/g7, first, anal, rape; M/g, g/g, semi cons

story_intro: Seven year-old Holly doesn't understand where she is and why she is on stage. Before her evening is over, she learns in painful clarity why she has been taken to this place. And then her situation takes a stranger turn.

story_language: English




Broken Angel

Written by madvlad


	They couldn't have picked a more perfect girl for the role. Her blue eyes and red hair which hung long in loose curls contrasted beautifully with her milky white skin. Just seven years old, her mouth with its bee-stung lips showed great promise for providing pleasure although the child was completely innocent - for now. She was clothed in a gauzy white gown with wings attached and a woven gold circle representing a halo rested on her wavy locks.

	When she first walked on stage, she looked utterly lost which only served to show her virginal naivet. A set of stage lights set on the floor behind her blazed through her gown, providing the seated audience with a silhouette of her childish form through the fabric and a tantalizing hint of what was to come.

	Holly was confused by virtually everything. She didn't know why she had been taken here or where this place exactly was. The people had been nice enough, except for an older girl named Vanessa who gave her looks that made Holly's stomach turn to ice. But she did like the pretty angel costume they put on her.

	When they nudged her out on stage, they had told her to just act naturally but the little girl didn't know what to do. She had a vague impression of people seated in the darkness beyond the stage, but that was all.

	Then she heard a click off stage as a cage door was unlatched and opened. Dozens of butterflies swarmed out above the stage, fluttering in sudden freedom. Holly smiled as she watched and tried to coax one to land on her finger. The little angel was the picture of innocence as she ran about in her bare feet, chasing butterflies.

	As the butterflies flew away, Holly was left by herself again until some movement from stage left caught her attention. She swallowed nervously as Vanessa appeared. The twelve year-old had a lithe figure graced with a healthy pair of breasts. Her hair and eyes were raven dark, complementing her swarthy skin. To counter Holly's angelic appearance, Vanessa was clad in a flimsy black spandex bikini and matching knee-high leather boots. A pair of devil horns sprouted from the mount hidden beneath her hair.

	Holly slowly backed away, not getting far before she bumped into a muscular figure behind her. She turned and squeaked in fright as she saw two men, dark and naked, looking down impassively at her. Another similar man came out after Vanessa, lugging a black table. He set it down near Holly and went off stage before returning with a large black bowl that clinked with the objects inside.

	With a nod from Vanessa, the two men behind Holly grabbed the little girl, each taking an arm and a leg. She was lifted with her limbs stretched out as the man who had brought the table went around Holly to stand behind her. From beyond the stage, there was a rustling as the people leaned forward in their seats, eager to see what was in store.

	Holly whined as she was held fast by the two men who seemed oblivious to her struggles as they stood like sinister statues. With a teasing slowness, Vanessa reached into the bowl and pulled out a wicked-looking knife with a hooked blade. Holly whimpered and struggled again with the same results.

	Vanessa touched Holly's cheek with the blade, easing it down the trembling child's face before sliding it along her neck, pressing into the delicate skin just barely short of drawing blood. Then Vanessa drew it back, stopping in the middle of Holly's collar. With a swift motion, Vanessa whipped the blade downward, cleanly slicing the front of Holly's gown completely open. The man behind Holly pulled the torn garment back, tearing it free from the frightened girl's body. All that remained were the sleeves, which the man tore away one at a time.

	As she watched the younger girl writhing in fear, Vanessa removed her bra, letting her preteen breasts free. With their youthful firmness, they stood out proudly. Then she slid her bottoms off, showing the sleek wet lines of her smooth cunt. Finally, Vanessa drew out another object from the bowl, holding it out for the audience to see.

	It was an ivory-colored dildo attached to a leather harness. On the other side of the harness was a wide, studded shaft two inches long designed to pleasure the wearer as she used the dong on someone else. Vanessa donned the thing, sighing in pleasure as she worked the studded shaft into her steaming twat.

	Taking a small bottle from the bowl, she poured it over the dildo before she approached Holly. The man behind the redhead held her by the waist, keeping her perfectly still now as Vanessa rubbed her olive skinned breasts against the younger girl's flat white chest. Vanessa purred as she ground her nipples against Holly, making the chocolate-colored tips spring to life and dig against the sensitive pink discs of the seven year-old's nipples.

	Holly squeezed her eyes shut as this happened. She could feel the hard, oily thing against her lower belly and wondered about its purpose. When Vanessa had put the thing on, Holly had seen the one part get shoved into the older girl's cunt. But surely Vanessa wasn't going to put the much longer part in Holly's same place, would she? And why? Holly had a vague knowledge of bad men who would try to touch little girls in their private places, but Vanessa was a girl and all of this was far beyond the reach of the limited lecture Holly had once heard.

	Vanessa stepped away and nodded to the men holding Holly. They lifted her a few inches and Vanessa stepped forward, bringing the oiled dildo to bear against the soft, smooth mound between Holly's stretched legs.

	"No! Please stop!" Holly begged. "You're scaring me!"

	But Vanessa only laughed as she nudged the tip inward, parting the delicate, hairless folds of the seven year-old's sex and easing it in until she felt the child's inner lips resisting. Vanessa pushed forward, making Holly cry as her entrance was stretched around the very tip of that cruel hard thing. Vanessa reached a second, more defined barrier and stared hard into the smaller girl's eyes.

	Holly's sobbing quieted as she looked back into Vanessa's expressionless eyes. She felt that thing pressing into her, but not moving anymore. Perhaps this was a very naughty joke. Holly didn't find it funny at all and was a little cross with Vanessa. It was mean to scare her with a knife and make her naked in front of everybody. And then there was that thing that was touching her down there.

	The man behind her squeezed her hips more tightly and Vanessa lunged forward. Holly shrieked as Vanessa drove relentlessly into her, widening her entrance, shredding her maidenhead and battering her tiny pussy. Holly didn't understand about her stolen virginity, but she was well aware of the pain as she was torn and penetrated. Her unready passage was bruised as it was forced open, deeper and deeper until the dildo reached another barrier.

	Vanessa grimaced and tried to force it through, but there was not enough length to allow her to break the child's cervix. The people who controlled things must have known she would try and Vanessa silently cursed them. She wanted to see the little redhead, a symbol of sweetness and light, scream all the louder and bleed even more as her baby maker was ruined.

	With those evil designs blocked, Vanessa contented herself with Holly's virgin rape. The seven year-old's pussy squished and gurgled from the dildo's oil and the blood from the child's deflowering. Dark trails of crimson polluted the pure, creamy flesh of the little girl's inner legs as her ruptured pussy surrendered to its invader.

	But Holly's screams made Vanessa's arousal even fiercer as she ground the shaft inside the child. She growled as the studded shaft inside of her mauled her own cunt, building and building until she came hard.

	Yanking the dildo from her victim, Vanessa watched in satisfaction as more gobs of blood tumbled out. Experience had taught her that females bled differently when they lost their hymens and Holly was a heavy bleeder. Vanessa thought it looked so sexy against the girl's snow white skin. Strutting around the girl, Vanessa waved her dripping dildo like the weapon it was. The man who had been behind Holly now held her hips from the front.

	So lost in the pain from her rape, Holly didn't understand the touches behind her as Vanessa spread her ass cheeks apart. Holly had a cute little bottom, with her buttocks that rode high and tight. But now they were parted obscenely as the dildo, now lubricated with both oil and blood, sought the rosebud entrance to another of Holly's virgin channels.

	At first, Holly didn't believe what she was feeling as she was poked in her rear. But the sudden, painful opening of her anus left no doubt as to what she was experiencing next. A long, warbling cry marked her distress as she was anally taken against her will. Vanessa could feel the child's rectum giving way and gleefully buggered Holly while stimulating her own twat to another fine orgasm.

	After she pulled out of Holly's wounded bottom, Vanessa gave the girl a firm slap on one ass cheek before walking around to the table where she took off her dildo before sitting atop the table with her legs open wide. With a wave of her hand, she gestured to her men to have their way with the girl.

	Vanessa used the business end of the dildo, now coated with Holly's fluids, to diddle herself with as she watched Holly's ongoing treatment. One man lanced the little girl's ass with his impossibly large cock, making even hardened members of the audience marvel as the thing disappeared between the bubbly little buttocks inch by inch as Holly screamed her protest and agony.

	Another man stepped in front of Holly and grabbed her by her hair. With the girl screaming, it was easy to plug her wide open mouth with his dick. Holly struggled as the meat in the back of her mouth made her gag, but the man wasn't done. He pushed further, using the seven year-old's throat to caress his cock.

	Holly's vision swam as she could no longer breathe. The pain in her bottom was a like a screaming hot pipe was stabbing her guts. Her jaws ached and her neck felt worse as another thick length used her cruelly there. She could hear the man's dire warnings as to what he would do if he felt her teeth.

	Something else hot invaded her body where the man was hurting her from behind, jolting her a little more awake as the lack of oxygen was making her ready to pass out. It felt like boiling oil was being squirted into her. When the man pulled out, more blood stained the child's legs along with rivulets of semen. Holly felt like she had been torn in two as she felt the air touch her rectum a few inches deep.

	As her consciousness faded, the man pulled out of her throat. She heaved in relief as she greedily gulped air, only barely aware of the hot wads of jism the man sprayed in her face and hair.

	With the dildo sloshing in her frothing cunt, Vanessa had hungrily feasted on the third man's cock. The twelve year-old was an expert and had no problem deep-throating him and swallowing every drop he had to give.

	The other two men had dropped Holly on the floor, letting her lie there dazed and bleeding. Her assailants were about to try something new with her when a signal from offstage stopped them. Vanessa looked cross, but regained her composure and laughed, leading her men off stage. Holly wanted to cry, but her aching throat hurt too much and she simply wept silently.

	She didn't understand what she had done to deserve this. She felt dizzy and sick and only the searing pain of her defiled holes kept her conscious as she heard someone's voice calling out numbers. Holly didn't know what an auction was, but eventually the voice calling the numbers stopped and someone lifted her from the floor. She was given some pills as other hands cleansed her body and applied ointment where she needed it. And then she needed to sleep.

	A few heads in the audience turned to look in vain where the higher priced, enclosed viewing suites were located. The winning bidder had come from one of them.

	Inside his suite, the man watched as the little lost angel was taken from the stage. She was his now, but he was not yet satisfied. Lifting the receiver to the phone in his suite, he began giving instructions; money being no issue.

	As consciousness returned, Holly tried to make sense of where she was. Her first awareness was tactile; the ache between her legs and her bottom when she moved her limbs and then there was the incredibly soft feel of the thick cloth she was wrapped in. At least the pain below her waist was dull - not the sharp agony of before.

	Carefully, she sat up and found herself on a plush, U-shaped couch. There was also a subtle vibration in the odd-shaped room. Holly found that she was naked beneath the blanket around her and she tentatively explored the places she has been hurt. Her pussy looked as it had before the attack, the small bulges of girl flesh pressing together to form the small slit. As she slid her hand between her buttocks, she felt something like a thin cloth protruding from her anus.

	"You needed stitches back there. The cloth has some ointment to help you heal and you'll be fine in about a week."

	Holly spun and looked to her left to see a tall man dressed in an expensive suit sitting farther along the couch. His head was shaved and a pair if ice blue eyes peered out from his tanned face. To a seven year-old, all adults were old but other people were also hard-pressed to guess his age any closer than somewhere between his thirties and his fifties.
As Holly looked at him, she noticed a diamond stud in one ear that twinkled as he moved his head and gestured to a counter top next to her.

	"There's cold water in there - the door is to the left. You've been sedated for almost a day and I'm sure you're thirsty."

	Holly was parched and gratefully extracted a bottle of water. Her throat was a little sore from her earlier abuse as she swallowed, but it wasn't too bad.

	"Where am I?" she asked.

	"Aboard my jet. My name is Maxwell and we are flying home."

	"Home?"

	"Yes, I think you could be a fine addition to my stable. We'll see. There are other pretty little girls - some your age and some older."

	Holly liked that there would be other girls like her, but she was still confused.

	"Will I...will you do those bad things to me that hurt?" she asked in a quavering voice.

	Maxwell didn't smile or frown as he looked at her.

	"I will do those things and more - whether they will be done to hurt you is entirely up to you. If you are an obedient child and do as I say, you may even come to enjoy it."

	"Are you going to be my daddy?"

	There was a slight quirk in Maxwell's mouth as he fought not to keep the corners from tugging upward in a grin. Then he regained his serious countenance.

	"No, I am your master. I purchased you and can use you as I wish. How I do so will be determined by how you behave."

	"I try to be a good girl," Holly said solemnly.

	"We'll see about that. Now, remove the blanket."

	Holly hesitated, not wanting to be naked again. But as Maxwell stared at her stonily, the little girl let it slip to the floor.

	This was the first time Maxwell got to view her up close. Placing a hand on the side of her neck, he stroked it down to her chest, barely feeling the tiny presence of her nipples. The child's warm skin was as smooth and soft as it looked as his fingers trailed down to her belly. Maxwell's penis awakened as he further explored his new property.

	When Holly saw where his hand was going, she tried to close her legs. But when Maxwell loudly cleared his throat, she opened them again as her lower lip trembled. As the man's large fingers covered her pussy, Holly feared he would hurt her, but he only caressed her there, enjoying the plumpness of her hairless mound.

	She looked up as he unzipped his pants and flinched when she saw his erect member. Maxwell knew she was afraid and also knew that the next hour or so would determine the girl's fate. He hoped she would choose her actions well.

	"As I said before, how you act will determine how you are treated. But either way, you will obey. Now kneel next to me and open your mouth."

	Holly obeyed, but she could keep the tears from dribbling down her cheeks. Maxwell placed his hand on the back of her head and pushed her down onto his prick. She shut her eyes as the thing entered her mouth, dreading the gagging she would endure when he reached the back. But he stopped just short of that.

	"Seal your lips around me and suck. I will move your head up and down."

	Holly did as she was told, adding her tongue when he told her what to do. He kept his grip on the back of her head, firm but not harsh, as her head slid up and down on the stiff rod of meat. Holly was still fearful and uncomfortable, but at least he wasn't trying to stab the thing down her throat. She felt a drop of something salty appear on the tip of his penis and Maxwell's breathing grew quicker.

	"I'm going to cum. Swallow everything."

	She didn't understand what he meant until a thick surge of something funny tasting blasted into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but coughed and sputtered, losing much of it out of her mouth. Maxwell pulled her upright and she looked at him nervously.

	"I'm sorry I didn't get it all," she said.

	"You should be," he said, his face remaining expressionless. "But I allow for some mistakes if you are trying. Spread your legs for me."

	Holly did as he ordered as she stayed on her knees, remaining still as Maxwell produced some cream and rubbed it into her slit. As he did so, Holly saw his cock grow erect again. She shivered, fearing what might happen next.

	"Do you still hurt there?" he asked, pointing to her greased cunny.

	"Yes."

	"I expect so, but your other hole is off-limits until the doctor says otherwise. And I require you to pleasure me. So what will you do?"

	Crying quietly, Holly took Maxwell's outstretched hand. He lifted her onto him so that she was straddling his erection and then lowered them down. Holly's aching pussy protested as it was stretched again, but at least the man wasn't forceful like Vanessa had been.

	Maxwell watched Holly's face intently as his cock was enveloped by the seven year-old's tight little twat. It was much for her to bear, but she was not resisting him. He relaxed slightly, relieved that she had chosen well and would become one of his young "princesses". When he had filled her cunt, he slipped one hand under her ass, fondling her squeezable cheeks while his other hand slid to her straining vulva. He had Holly place her hands on his shoulders for balance while he felt along her smooth crotch until he found her tiny clit mashed against his shaft.

	Holly's hearth thudded as she waited for the next move. He wasn't going in and out like Vanessa had done or the man in her bottom had done. But his fingers were making her feel all shaky. And her stretched cunny was getting warmer, no - hotter. And it seemed like she was wet for some reason.

	Maxwell bounced her about an inch on his cock while he jabbed her clit. Holly squeaked at the sudden frisson in her sex.

	"Did you like that?" he asked.

	Holly nodded dutifully but then her eyes widened as she realized she really did like it. Maxwell recognized the look.

	"Now, use or legs to move up and down, very slowly. Yes, that's it. Wonderful."

	The little girl was trembling as she was fingered on the outside while the hard cock stroked her taut pussy on the inside. Everything felt so good in there, the ache seemingly gone. She was taken by surprise when her vagina responded at last with an orgasm. Her entire body was taken over by it and she felt limply against Maxwell when she was done. He moved her by himself, still thrusting in and out of her slick little quim. When he told her to use her legs again, she struggled a bit was able to do so. She lofted her head, looking at him in a wondrous daze over what had just happened.

	"How do you like your first cock in your sweet pussy?" he asked.

	Holly couldn't find any words but nodded gratefully. A moment later, she gasped as the man exploded inside of her, flooding her seven year-old womb with his sperm. When he was done, he kept her on his lap, savoring the warmth of their still joined bodies.

	Then he smiled. Holly thought he had a nice smile and smiled back.

	"So tell me, Holly, do you prefer pleasure over pain?"

	"Yes,"

	"Good girl. You shall join my other special princesses."

	Although the methods often were different, Maxwell employed the same basic strategy when acquiring his playmates. Expose them to a small amount fear and pain for a brief amount of time and they would be forever grateful for anything good they might receive. Of course, not every girl worked out. There was one recent disappointment he had to deal with straightaway. With a sigh, he lifted Holly off of him. She murmured her apologies when their mixed fluids streamed out of her cunny. As she started to try to wipe him off, he stopped her.

	"That is for others to clean - the girls who chose a different path and disobeyed. I have them too at my estate - and one here."

	Maxwell pressed a button and spoke aloud.

	"Send her in."

	The cabin door opened and a slender figure started to slowly crawl in on its hands and knees before one of Maxwell's men booted her through the door and closed it. Holly sucked in a frightened breath. It was Vanessa.

	"This is your tormenter, yes?" Maxwell asked as he stroked Holly's shoulder. "She was supposed to have maintained some better control, but she wanted to inflict more pain upon you. It would have been worse had I not had her favorite toy switched to something smaller. After I won you at auction, I had the men she thought she controlled use her even more cruelly than how they had done to you. Isn't that right, Vanessa?"

	The twelve year-old raised her bruised face and nodded.

	"Please master, I-"

	"SILENCE!" Maxwell thundered. "You had your chance. You were even given several warnings. But no - you had to go too far. I told you how you could have lived at my estate but you threw it all away. Now you'll find your living conditions much different. But until then, you will clean us - with your mouth. Start with me and then clean Holly and keep it up until she cums. And if you harm her, I'll let my guard dogs fuck you until you're bleeding and raw."

	Vanessa sobbed, her battered ass and cunt still throbbing painfully as a reminder. It wasn't fair! She enjoyed abusing that little red-haired baby - doing a lot more than they had told her to. She wanted to keep doing it for days and weeks and month, until the kid was just a lump of animated meat with no mind left. And now... well, she had heard about the dungeon where Maxwell kept his bitches - a far cry from the pampered chambers where Holly would reside with all of her pretty new friends.

	"Get to work," Max growled, pointing to his crotch.

	When she had licked him clean, he crammed her head down until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. Now it was her turn to struggle for air until he came in her throat. When he was done, he pushed her away. She tumbled to the floor, panting. Unmoved, Maxwell pointed to Holly. Vanessa gave the smaller girl a smoldering glare until Maxwell kicked her in the ear.

	Holly sat as Maxwell told her, with her legs spread. She was still worried about what Vanessa might do to her, but felt only languid pleasure as the older girl began to use her tongue to dig Maxwell's semen from her snatch. Then Vanessa went to work on the child's entire cunny, sucking the labia one at a time and also the clit while alternating with some hard and deep licking. Holly sighed and Maxwell grinned at the little girl's first Sapphic pleasure.

	"Pay attention to what she is doing. I like to watch my princesses pleasure each other every now and then, as do some of my guests. And I know the girls like to do it when I'm not around. In fact there's another redhead just like you who is my oldest girl - she's fifteen. She'll love to munch on you."

	Maxwell's cock twitched when he considered all of the fun little tricks that fifteen year-old Lena knew. She'd have Holly's little cuntlet squirting for hours. But for now, Holly was otherwise occupied as she was whining and squirming with her legs draped over Vanessa's shoulders while the twelve year-old bitch-slave was slurping at her hairless twat. She looked up at her new master with wide eyes as her body shook with another climax.

	With a kick to Vanessa's backside, Maxwell sent the girl out of the cabin. Holly was still breathing heavily, but her eyelids were puffy. It was clear that she was losing her battle with her exhaustion and the medication. Setting the girl on his knee, Maxwell brushed her hair from her face with his fingers.

	"Tonight was just a taste of what you can expect, little Holly. You will live in luxury with your new sisters and you will provide pleasure to me and my guests when we desire it."

	Maxwell paused as he placed his hand on Holly's smooth, tight belly.

	"And perhaps some day you will breed for me."

	Holly didn't understand what "breed" meant, but she nodded anyway. She hoped he wouldn't be mad because she was getting so sleepy.

	Maxwell shifted the drowsy girl back to the couch and told her to lie down. Within a minute, she was fast asleep. Pulling out a small laptop computer to attend to his financial businesses, he glanced over at the slumbering redhead. Her legs were slightly parted and her bald pussy was still wet from her last orgasm. This was certainly a far cry from her status as an innocent virgin just twenty-four hours ago. Maxwell snorted and went to work, leaving Holly to her dreams while the jet sped her toward her new life.

	


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