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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Thursday, April 25, 2019

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Filename: corrupt2.txt
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story_codes: Man, Woman/little girl, MF/g(8), masturbation, bondage, molestation

story_intro: Casey returns to the game and her altered avatar and gets to repeat the strange occurrence that pulsed through her innocent sex the day before. Her unknown controllers then coax her into trying to copy the bondage of her captured avatar when she is at home. On her next return to the library, the stakes are raised as she is brought into the basement so that her unseen puppet masters can introduce some new bondage gear to her.


story_language: English






Corrupting Casey, part 2

Written by madvlad


	The memory of yesterday's surprise still burned in Casey's mind the following day. More than once, she found herself in class, squeezing her legs together as if she had to pee. But it was the thought of that thing that occurred in the library that made her press her thighs together as if to contain the odd, swirling pressure she felt within her cunny.

	She had wet herself then which was quite embarrassing for an eight year-old. Her legs had been rubbery as she made her way across the library to leave. Concerned about the dampness between her legs, she skipped putting her tights back on and instead braved the cold air as she quickly strode the four blocks to the apartment she shared with her aunt.

	Once back home, she had made a beeline for the bathroom and hurriedly washed herself. Examining the hairless swell of her vulva, the little girl found nothing that appeared to have changed despite the volcano-like burst she had experienced there. Slipping her panties off, she rinsed them in the sink and decided to let them dry in her room before putting them in the laundry hamper. 

	Carefully parting her labia once more, she still didn't see anything different in the pinkness there. At the top of her slit was that bit of flesh that, for a brief period, had gone stiff and electric. She gave it a light poke and found nothing unusual now. Then there was a rapping at the bathroom door.

	"Hey, are you almost done?" Aunt Cindy called. "I have to get ready to go."

	Mumbling an apology, Casey slipped out with her panties hidden under her arm. Cindy gave her no more than a glance before she went to the mirror to check her hair before a date.

	"Don't wait up, kiddo," Cindy said as she was ready to leave the apartment. "Mac and cheese is in the fridge to nuke."

	"Okay," Casey replied. 

	Cindy stopped and lightly riffled her niece's hair. It wasn't out of affection; it seemed like something she should do. Feeling uncomfortable, the woman turned to leave. It wasn't like Casey was trouble or anything; Cindy just wasn't wired for maternal feelings.

	Casey was wired for a return to whatever had happened yesterday. Homework was usually pleasant for her but now it was almost annoying as she hurried through her math in a manner that left her usually neat script a little crooked. Then she donner her earbuds and opened the computer portal to Tanuria to find her avatar bound to the troll's chair. It seemed that the ropes were cutting into her more but she didn't mind as she shimmied as best as she could.

	But Casey thought their "spell" yesterday would have released her.

	"Why are you still tied up?" she asked in a whisper that was picked up on a hidden mic..

	"To trick them," the character replied with a wink. "They think I'm helpless while you and I are casting spells that will help us later."

	"Oh. What do we do now?"

	"The same thing, but there's a potion that will make it even better."

	"How do I make it?"

	"You don't have to. There's a bottle of it where you sit."

	Surprised, Casey looked about before spying a small glass container. It had only cost Akane two dollars at a thrift store but it had some etched designs that might appear to be magical to a little girl. Now the woman was in the basement with her partner, Liam, as they eagerly watched the monitors showing Casey's face and crotch. Like yesterday, Casey had taken off her tights before going to her carrel.

	"Do I drink this?" the girl asked.

	"No, you put it on yourself."

	"Where? On my face?"

	Liam snickered and got an elbow to the ribs from Akane before the woman replied into the microphone to give the avatar her voice.

	"No, it goes in a special place. I think you know where."

	Casey's eyes went wide behind her glasses.

	"I put it on my panties?"

	Liam bit his lip as Akane raised a warning elbow.

	"Not on your panties. Put it where you had your magic."

	"My kitty," Casey whispered in awe.

	It would have been better if the kid would just take her underwear off but Casey only pushed down the waistband slightly as she dabbed herself. Still, Liam caught a glimpse of a bald kiddy snatch before Casey's fingers started to apply the warming oil.

	"That's it," Akane encouraged through the avatar. "Don't be stingy. Spread it all over yourself. I bet you're so smooth there with no hair."

	Casey blushed. Aunt Cindy had hair down there but Casey certainly didn't. 

	"I'll bet you're nice and round, too," Akane continued. "Give yourself some squeezes while you're covering it."

	The girl's fingers clutched at her soft mons and she sucked in a breath.

	"It's making my skin hot," Casey noted.

	"That makes the magic better. Do you want it even better than that?"

	"Uh huh."

	"Then get your fingers really oily and put them in your slit."

	Casey warbled her surprise at the suggestion but she did as she was told. When her first finger dipped into the smooth cleft between her pudgy labia, her sensitive pink flesh reacted strongly and she shivered.

	"This is how the ropes make me feel," the digital character confided. "And they make me feel good all over."

	"Don't they hurt?"

	"Just a little. But it's a good hurt. Put some potion on your other hand and put it under your shirt. You know where to go."

	Casey moaned as her nipples became stimulated from her oily touches. Now it was Akane closing her thighs together in excitement as she imagined the pink nipples jutting stiffly from the eight year-old's flat chest. She envied Casey's first discoveries. And she noticed how the girl's fingers were moving inside her panties with more urgency.

	Panting raggedly, Casey was getting close. Both Liam and Akane were impressed with how quickly the kid could bring herself off. It was going to be quite convenient. 

	Casey's lips formed an O that flexed as her mouth moved wordlessly. The hand in her undies fiercely gripped her agitated little quim as she came. Mewling from the wetness in her palm, Casey blushed. But she didn't dare tell her friend that -  not understanding the burst of her sex juices - she had peed again and was surprised when she was asked to do it again.

	"But this time, it might be easier with your underpants off."

	Stunned, Casey gaped at the monitor. 

	"You want me to be naked in the library?" she gasped.

	"Don't take everything off," Akane said while Liam pushed one of his hands to his mouth. "Just take off your undies."

	"Make my kitty naked," Casey acknowledged.

	Now she paused to look around and saw no one in sight. Taking a deep breath, she worked her hands under her skirt and slid her panties down her legs. When she lifted them, she jerked her head about to make sure she hadn't been seen before quickly stuffing them into her backpack.

	"My kitty is naked now," she whispered.

	Liam stared at the child's bald cunt on the monitor with the plump little lips pursed tightly together. Thanks to the oil, the third grader's mons gleamed in the dim light under the carrel and the small cleft shined with more liquid that had come from within. 

	Again, under Akane's direction, the little girl masturbated while unknowingly putting on a kiddy porn show that was being recorded. With the unseen woman's tutelage, Casey's technique got better. Her hairless pussy slobbered noisily into the hidden microphone as one small finger stroked inside the virginal slit.

	The tip of Casey's clitoris extended out from under the hood of skin that normally contained it completely. It was yet another sign of arousal as the eight year-old caressed and prodded herself to another climax. 

	Casey might have been aghast as even more liquid escaped her bubbling little twat. But she did not care as she rode the orgasmic waves and only regretted her juicy little mess afterward if not the sensations that came with it. Still, she was very wet between her legs.

	"I have to go," she wheezed before scrambling from the carrel. 

	When they were not working directly with Casey, Akane was busy researching the girl's background. Her profile was excellent: She was something of a loner and barely had any family. She lived with a custodial aunt in a less-than-ideal environment - neglectful but not abusive. All of this amounted to the possibility of permanent placement with a sex ring which meant an even larger payday at the end of the "Casey Project".

	The weekend was a problem for their work, though. Casey had arrived at opening Saturday morning but with families there and kids wandering about, they couldn't risk anything with the girl. But Akane, though the avatar, encouraged Casey to work her magic at home and try a few other things while doing it.

	"You did well," the character said on Monday. "I could feel your power."

	Casey's cheeks reddened as she sheepishly nodded and the on-screen girl tried to lean forward but was still secured to the chair.

	"What did you do?" she asked Casey.

	"I tried to be like you when I was in bed and touching...you know."

	"Touching what?"

	Casey sighed and seemed to shrink a bit in her chair.

	"Touching my kitty," she whispered.

	"But you did more?"

	"Yeah. I, um, put a couple of belts on me real tight. One around my belly and one around here," she said as she drew an imaginary line across the undeveloped area where she would start to bloom in a few years."

	"And your magic was stronger then."

	"Yes."

	Liam and Akane exchanged a look and nodded. This would be where this project ended or accelerated.

	"Come to the portal you think is locked," the avatar told the girl. "And leave your glasses behind - you won't need them."

	Casey didn't understand at first but then she heard a creak as the old basement door cracked open. Rising from her chair, she tugged the hem of her skirt down since she had taken off her panties in the bathroom before going to the carrel. Unaware of how her bald pussy was now an online viewing commodity, she didn't want anyone in the library to see her nakedness.

	Approaching the door, she slipped inside but could not see anything in the darkness. She nearly yelped when a hand closed over hers but Akane's other hand was ready and covered her mouth until she relaxed. 

	"Shhh," someone whispered in her ear. "Remain still for a moment and then I will guide you."

	Casey felt cloth pressing over her eyes before it tightened. Understanding that she was being blindfolded, she whimpered but the hands patted her head and arm when they were done with the cloth. Then she was led down to the basement. Although she couldn't see, she could tell there was some light in their as the blindfold no longer gave her complete blackness.

	Despite her excitement, Casey felt some doubt and trepidation. Was there something else going on? She liked to pretend there was magic but could this actually be real? And what if it was and she ruined the spell by questioning this? Still, she understood that she was heading toward something as yet unfathomable.

	"This isn't really magic, is it?" the girl blurted.

	"It's a kind of magic," Akane explained. "Just not what you first believed. But you're so special that we thought you'd appreciate it. But if you don't like it, we'll stop and you never have to do this again. Do you want us to leave you alone?"

	Casey whined softly, conflicted. It would be comforting to go back to the old computer game and just be by herself...all alone.

	"I like it," she whispered. 

	"Don't just say that to make us feel better. You have to want this and more."

	"I do want this," Casey confessed. "And I want...more."

	"Mmmm," Akane hummed before licking Casey's ear. "You'll have so much more."

	While Liam recorded with a video camera, Akane removed the girl's blouse. Kneeling behind her, she caressed the pale flat tummy and chest, tweaking the tiny but well-conditioned nipples until they were erect. 

	When her skirt was unbuttoned, Casey held her breath. She didn't move but gave a small moan of surrender when it was lowered to her ankles. On video, the blindfolded third grader stood naked except for her shoes and socks while a woman's hands caressed and explored her slim form. 

	Akane squeezed the child's hairless cunny, making the pliant flesh submit to her digits before she pulled the plump lips open to fully reveal Casey's pink virgin flesh. The inner labia parted to partially display the membrane that showed where the little girl was still innocent. Under the woman's expert manipulations, it didn't take long for the immature snatch to become wet.

	Taking one of Casey's hands, Akane guided it down to the girl's crotch. Casey trembled as she felt the dew oozing from her molested little cunt. 

	"I'm sorry I peed," she cried. "I cleaned up after I did it at home and-"

	"It's not pee, it's your own magic," Akane said in a soothing tone as she brought the moistened fingers to the girl's mouth. "Taste yourself."

	Casey mumbled worriedly as a fingertip touched her tongue. It was certainly different than she expected. Then again, she didn't know what urine tasted like, either. Still, this had to be something different. When her hand was lowered again, she willingly scooped more of her nectar onto her fingers. And when her fingers returned, she sucked them clean.

	She didn't hear Liam setting the video camera on a tripod and was only aware of footsteps and some light jingling as he approached. He carried a harness composed of crisscrossing leather straps with buckles in the front. Wrapping it around the girl, he buckled the straps tightly so that they lightly dug into her chest and belly. 

	The last loose strap was vertical, hanging in the back. He pulled it between her legs and pressed it upward against her cunny as he fed it through the buckle. It was secure but he gave it one more tug that made Casey yip before he buckled it one hole tighter.

	The extra tightness made the eight year-old's smooth, white pussy lips flare out on either side of the black leather digging into her cleft. While perversely displaying the diminutive, childish sex; the leather also acted as a guardian as it protected Casey's little pink virgin hole from being shown or entered. 

	At least for now.

	Casey was re-dressed and led upstairs. Liam whistled once; a signal that all was clear on his monitors and Casey's blindfold was removed before the door was opened and she was lightly pushed out. When the door closed behind her, she stood, unsure. 

	To anyone else, she looked like a normal little girl in her school clothes. But she was pantiles with a bondage harness strapped to her lithe young frame. Walking awkwardly as the leather dug between her buttocks and cunny lips, she settled back in her seat. Her onscreen avatar appeared, now naked as well as bound. Licking her lips, the character said," Are you ready to make magic with me?"

	Rocking in her seat, Casey busied her hand between her legs. She was in full view of the camera as she desperately tried to finger herself. Her fingers scrabbled over the bald sides of her spread mound but getting under the leather strap was difficult. In her actions, she accidentally pulled it up, making it grind against her sensitive inner flesh - especially the clit. 

	She pitched forward and grunted. 

	Grabbing the lower horizontal strap with her other hand, she tugged on it while playing with her mons. The friction of leather against tender, little girl flesh had her cunny bubbling furiously. Drops of her juice beaded up along the edges of the strap as she undulated. 

	The leather straps higher up chaffed her nipples and Casey lightly growled as her excitement grew. This was the best she had known yet. With more forceful pulls on the leather and with desperate pelvic movements, the little girl assaulted her own twat with her bondage gear until the orgasm she craved wrenched through her slight body.

	"Wh-what do I do with the...um...thing on me?" Casey whispered to the avatar when she recovered. 

	"It is a gift."

	Cindy paused outside the apartment door. Was it her imagination or did Casey seem especially anxious to see her leave tonight? She shook her head at the mystery of her rather weird niece and continued on her way. Knowing Casey, the kid had some new book about a princess she wanted to read.

	Stripped down to her leather bindings, Casey could now see all they she had been feeling. It was starting to dig into her too much and she'd have to take it off before going to sleep but not just yet. The sight of her slender, winter-white body encased in bands of dark leather made her feel itchy beneath that bottom crotch strap. 

	Turning in front of a mirror, she saw how her ass cheeks were slightly parted by her "favorite" strap as well. She had heard of the term sexy and now understood it. She did look sexy like this; the way the top two bands pinched her nipples to make them bulge slightly from her flat, third grader's chest and the way her kitty bulged fatly around the leather bisecting it. Although she had no mature curves to speak of, the harness accentuated her childish shape to make it seem more exotic.

	Eyeing herself in the mirror, Casey licked her lips suggestively like she had seen her avatar do. Then she focused on her strapped mound and the stirring inside there. She wiped at her hairless place and came away with drops of her arousal.

	"Kitty potion," she giggled before thrusting her fingers into her mouth. "Mm...yummy," she murmured before sending her fingers down for a second helping.

	Of course, there was a better way to make her potion. Retreating to her bed, she slipped under the covers before pausing. Then she kicked the covers off, preferring to have her bound nakedness exposed. Yes, it was sexier this way. With one hand, the little girl made the crotch strap churn against mound while the other hand slipped between her widespread thighs and began to make magic.


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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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