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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
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story_codes: MMM+FFF+/g(8), bondage, oral, defloration, vaginal

story_intro: In the series finale, Casey's sore little bottom finally gets a break and she returns to sucking. But the oral pleasure she must gives goes deeper than her mouth. Still blindfolded, she also feels another cock between her legs in the one last area where she still remains unviolated - until now. She thinks she's too small there but how can a tiny bald twat resist a carnal invasion?


story_language: English








Corrupting Casey, part 5

Written by madvlad


	On Monday, Casey was back in the basement wearing her blindfold along with the coils of rope around her torso, arms, and wrists. There was no gag today. As her bottom was still sore from Saturday's marathon buggery session, she hoped that her rear entry would be given a rest.

	She was placed on a table again, but belly down and with her head at the edge instead of her waist. When she felt the fleshy touch of a cock head against her lips, she gratefully opened wide and began to suckle on the sliding meat that was in her mouth instead of her butt.

	Liam slipped his dick through the pillowy suction of the little girl's lips, enjoying the slippery touches of the small tongue that anointed his member with spit. With Casey placed this way, her mouth was perfectly aligned with her throat. Before her ass was broken in, she had been doing well at taking him all the way to the back of her mouth without choking. Now he would finish her oral training.

	Putting his hand on top of Casey's head so she couldn't move it, he waited until he saw her upper back and shoulders rising to indicate she had inhaled. Then he slid his prick forward, reaching the entrance to her throat and pausing there. She jerked but could do little else as she felt his head plugging her oral passage. When Liam applied a slight bit of pressure - not enough to move inward but to be felt, she understood his intent.

	Slowly, the man entered the little girl's throat for the first time and caused her whimpering to cease. Casey's neck expanded slightly as if she was making a prolonged gulp. Reflexively, her tongue moved upward and pushed against the underside of the adult-sized dick as it slid over it and into her throat.

	At first, the brush of Liam's pubic hair tickled the tip of her nose. More of it came and then she felt something weird against her chin. As all of her experiences with cocks in her mouth and ass had occurred while wearing a blindfold, the third grader didn't know what a man's balls were.

	But she knew how to suck. When the dick pulled out to allow her to exhale, she remembered to grasp the shaft with her lips again. It was an epiphany during the child's first deep-throating action; the better she used her mouth, the more she could breathe.

	As Liam orally sodomized the eight year-old, she made the cutest little moist, glub-glub noises as she kept swallowing his meat. Her childish lips remained obscenely wrapped around the  man's cock, only allowing dribbles of saliva out, and her tongue caressed him; curling suggestively like a seductress beckoning to her prey. But it was the final constriction of her young throat that was the finishing touch.

	Casey felt the familiar pulsing of the man's prick in her mouth - and now even further down as he pumped the results of her dick-sucking skills into her body. This time there was no control for her as to how quickly she swallowed. Liam felt an added thrill of complete dominance as she could do nothing but accept the hot wads of jism that went directly down into her tummy.

	When Casey was rolled onto her back and turned around, both Liam and Akane noticed the damp spot on the table where the girl's crotch had been. Seeing the third grader's bald slit already beading with moisture from her deep sucking made Akane salivate harder. She quickly had more liquid in her mouth as she commenced to lustily eat the immature snatch while the bound child squirmed as her climax began to build.

	It was the same for Casey for the next three days. What she was not aware of was the on-line auction for her that began on during Wednesday's live webcast of her taking all of Lima's cock into her oral fuck hole. The bidding would continue around the clock, particularly heating up each consecutive day while they watched her new oral adventures - both on the giving and receiving ends.

	On Friday, she started on her back, this time with the ropes wrapped around her chest and belly but with her wrists bound to the table above her head. Further evidence that something different was going to happen was when her ball gag was re-introduced after having the last few days off. Casey certainly didn't mind the next change when Akane once again gave her cunny a nice, lesbian munching until the girl was providing a climatic burst of juice from the fleshy fruit between her thighs.

	Content, the girl left her legs spread widely. The video cameras caught her glistening little twat with the lips parted to show that delightful pink. A larger pair of hands - a man's or a troll's (she didn't know which) gripped her slim thighs and held them apart. When she felt the touch of a prick head against her mound, she was shocked at the obvious intent.

	A penis was going to go into her kitty!

	Her worried squeaks sounded through the rubber ball sealing her mouth and she vigorously shook her head in protest. She only peed in that place (and came, she belatedly added in her head) and was way too small to have that big thing she had been swallowing all week go in there. It always seemed ready to break her bottom every time it had been back there.

	With Casey's final treasure less than an inch away, Liam was in no mood take it slow or easy. He punched his cock into the eight year-old's hairless pussy. For a moment, there was the elastic resistance of her cherry that teasingly threatened to deny him his prize. Then the membrane ripped apart under the pressure with Casey informing the world of the change in her virgin status with a series of helpless squeals.

	She wriggled frantically, as if that could stop the inexorable penetration of the adult's thick member inside her childish cunt. But there was nothing to be done as Liam reveled in the sensations of a prepubescent snatch opening wetly for him for the first time. Casey's flat, rope-bound chest heaved as she was stretched and filled all the way to her cervix.

	Using the little girl as the complete whore she now was, Liam drove in and out of the desperately clutching tubing of her sex. Some blood from her ruined maidenhead dribbled out; dark against the whiteness of her bald, puffy mons as the hard meat kept drilling the tender, immature hole. As she became as adjusted to the moving cock as she could, Casey felt the brief sparks of arousal from the intimate contact in her preteen sex.

	Casey's cries were now soft mewls as she slowly rocked her head from side to side. The rest of her was still as she was fucked with hard, gurgling strokes. Working his prick inside the deflowered third grader, Liam was nearly panting by the time the pressure in his testicles peaked. The captive little girl grunted as she learned of a new place to take the musky fluid that her succulent young body induced and her unripe womb felt the touch of sperm years before it could use it.

	After the man had pulled out of her, Casey felt more naked than ever as her freshly stuffed twat leaked the fluids of her copulation. Then her oozing mound was covered in a way she knew well and the little girl crooned in relief and pleasure as her unseen woman lover orally cleaned her wounded snatch.

	The next day, Casey whimpered in resignation as she was once again tied face-up on the table. A week ago, she had been subjected to a steady stream of dicks reaming her ass. She could hear the low voices of several men (and several women?) and knew where those hard things would be today.

	Akane began things by munching the little girl all the way to an orgasm that made her hot and ready for the paying clients. Under the unfeeling lenses of several video cameras, the men had their way with the delicious piece of underage fuck meat that had been procured for them.

	The first man plowed his way into her and she anticipated the in-and-out that followed. Unlike Liam, he had remained celibate for several weeks and now flooded the childish organs of Casey's sex with a specially saved load of sperm just for her. He wasn't sure if her groan was her way of saying thanks so he just assumed it was and gave her a friendly pat on the head when he was done.

	The next one to enjoy Casey's saturated cunt was a woman known nationwide as a television news journalist. One of her more prominent pieces had been about the child sex trade and she might have been digging or material for a follow-up story the way she chewed and sucked at the third grader's pliant quim. A burst of orgasmic juice flushed the remaining white liquid evidence into the woman's mouth.

	And so the pattern continued with a man then a woman enjoying the hairless treat between the little girl's outstretched thighs. The eight year-old's slippery interior compensated for its inherent tightness, allowing the thick cocks of men to plow her tiny pussy with abandon. Her body's pulse throbbed through her stretched tubing and against the pounding pricks and the grinding against her sensitive surfaces made her wriggle as her forced lust could not be denied.

	For hours, she was injected with boiling cream before having it pulled and licked from her as she was used as a lesbian plaything. Her smooth vulva glistened wetly whether it was just freed of a woman's mouth or was bulging widely around another prick drilling into it. When everyone was finished, the eight year-old gang bang princess lay exhausted with her ravaged little pussy still tingling with the memory of its busy day.

	Tomorrow, she could rest while the on-line bidding came to a fevered conclusion.

	"That's a first," Liam commented as the auction ended.

	"What?" Akane asked with only half interest.

	At the end of each project, the kid was always auctioned off. The winner was usually either a porn ring or a brothel as the new young meat would arrive already submissive and trained. Plus, there was the notoriety of having a bit of lurid fame attached to the product.

	"Adoption," he replied. "It looks like some sort of child rescue thing with a double blind payment. All of that education and Casey won't be able to use it. But, the money is good - half already made."

	"Not law enforcement?"

	"Nah, whoever it is has already been vetted through the right channels. As usual, we'll get the other half upon delivery."

	Akane nodded. Both the transfer of money and children were done in such a way that the people on either end were well-insulated from each other - no identification, etc. It was the best way to offer protection. Now, with the auction done, it was time for her to do one of her last parts of the job. She went to her bedroom and laid out her business suit for the next day.

	When the kid was from a rotten home, a clean swipe was made. Yeah, there would be police investigations but with a shitty family in the background, the focus was usually on them and it led to a dead end.

	For the ones like Casey who were from a nominal home life, there were usually negotiations to transfer custody. This usually meant money but today was different. Akane patiently listened.

	Cindy was surprised when this Asian woman in a dark suit arrived and wanted to discuss Casey. This was a first as the biggest problem Cindy's niece had ever caused was getting sick at school and needing to be retrieved. In this case, however, there were some relatives from Casey's father's family (Cindy being the sister of Casey's mother) who wanted to adopt the girl but it had taken them years to find her.

	The woman here hinted that there might be some financial compensation but Cindy already felt a bit guilty about being relieved at Casey's departure and declined the offer.

	"You have to understand," Cindy explained as her fingers nervously worked around the coffee mug in the diner near her work. "My family life really sucked when I was growing up. Linda - my sister - was eight years older than me so we were kind of isolated from each other - each of us trying to survive intact, I guess. Anyway, I never wanted to have any kids after what I went through.

	But it's not Casey's fault. She's a good kid but I'm just not..."

	"Maternal," suggested Akane, aka "Belinda Sato, Attorney at Law" on the business card she gave Cindy.

	"Yeah. But if she's going to a good place, then good for her."

	"I understand. With the paperwork in order, we can retrieve her from school. Unless you want to say goodbye to her first..."

	Cindy bit her lip at the idea of some emotional farewell - not from her but from Casey.

	"No, we can pack her things at my place - there's not much if you said you just need her personal effects. Just tell her I said...good luck."

	Having arrived at the library from school, Casey saw that the basement door was cracked open. She entered and was blindfolded before being led downstairs. Her backpack was taken from her and she was seated. The woman's hand was holding her arm and Casey wondered what new thing was going to happen.

	She wasn't prepared for the prick of a needle in her arm but the woman was telling her not to worry. There was something about a new home and a new family but Casey found it hard to concentrate. Perhaps if she just closed her eyes behind the blindfold to rest a moment, everything would...be...

	Casey awoke in the bed, processing hazy memories from the day or night before. She didn't know how long it had been but she remembered the adoring comments and the gentle hands that cradled her as she was laid down in softness and covered.

	Blinking, she sat up. When the blanket fell away, she noticed her red Minnie Mouse nightgown for the first time. She hadn't owned one but someone had put her in this. Then she took in her surroundings.

	Her bed was a canopy bed - the kind that she dreamed of sleeping in if she was a princess. On top of a nearby book case, her meager collection of favorite books was neatly stacked along with her few other treasured possessions. The bookcase itself was stocked with books - some were her favorites from the library and others were ones she had heard of. Could these be hers to read?

	Her bedroom door opened and a pleasant-looking blonde woman shyly entered.

	"Good morning Casey," she said as she sat down on the bed.

	"Good morning. Where am I?"

	"Your new home, the woman said with a slight tremor. "We hope you like it. My name is Theresa but I hope you can call me Mom or Mommy." Theresa paused with a slight grin. "I'm not sure which is more appropriate for eight year-olds."

	"Ummm...Mom?" Casey asked. "You're really going to be my mom?"

	Theresa nodded and the two of them hugged.

	"Now, my husband, John - your father now - is going to be sitting down for breakfast. Our cook and our maid are getting things ready now. Now that you're up, he would be so delighted to have you join us if you're up to it."

	Casey felt a little shy about suddenly meeting everyone. It was still hard to believe that everything had somehow changed. But she nodded at her mother.

	"Good," Theresa replied, beaming. "He has to go to work and have meetings and more meetings, blah, blah, blah."

	Casey laughed at her mother's expression as she described the day of a businessman.

	"But," Theresa continued. "It does let us live in style. Now, we have some time, so let's pick out something for you to wear unless you want to meet him in your nightgown. I mean while you're wearing your night gown - not with him in your nightgown. I don't think it would fit him well at all."

	Casey laughed and Theresa joined her. After Casey donned her glasses which had been on the nightstand, the woman led her to a closet and swung the double doors open. Casey gaped at the sight.

	"Are all these mine?" she squeaked.

	Theresa nodded, thrilled at the girl's reaction.

	"I guessed at the sizes - they should be close or you'll grow into some of them. I was only going to get a few things but I couldn't help myself once I knew you were coming. Now, let's pick one."

	There were so many that Casey couldn't decide. Seeing her dilemma, Theresa hit on an idea.

	"I know," she said with a snap of her fingers. "What's your favorite color?"

	"Purple!"

	"Okay," Theresa acknowledged as she shifted hangers along one of the bars. "Purple it is...oh here's one."

	She took the hanger in her hands and was gratified when her daughter nodded her approval.

	John was sipping coffee at the dining room table when he heard his wife and new daughter enter the room. Casey looked a little shy but that was understandable. And her shyness vanished when he smiled widely.

	The little girl looked positively adorable in her new two-piece outfit and she carried it off so well. With a pat on the shoulder from her mother, Casey approached the table in her purple dog collar and matching leash.


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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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