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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Thursday, April 14, 2016

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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: darkstun.txt
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story_codes: M/gg (9,8), g/g, non-cons, semi-cons, cons

story_intro: When two young cousins discover an old hidden passage in the basement of a house, they explore it in hopes of finding something fascinated. But it is they who are found and they will never be the same again.


story_language: English




Dark's Tunnel

Written by madvlad


Author's Note: This is a sequel to "Dark" and "Dark and Delia" and takes place a week after the latter story.


	"Can Annette and I sleep down here?" Lisa asked her mother.

	Lisa's mother and her sister and their families were staying at a large old house near the shore of Lake Grenville for two weeks. As the last part of the tour by the rental agent, they had been shown a basement with an old door that was once hidden by furniture. During Prohibition, the door had led to one of the area's many caves and had been used as a stash for liquor.

	Intrigued by the mysterious door, nine year-old Lisa was hoping that she and her cousin, Annette, could stay in the slightly musty basement. Annette, who was younger than Lisa by a year, nodded with her cousin. She usually followed along with whatever her bolder cousin had in mind.

	"Is it safe behind there?" Annette's mother asked the agent. "I don't want the girls wandering into a cave. Wasn't it just a couple of weeks ago that some group of college kids went missing in one?"

	"Yes, it wasn't far from here," the agent replied, her tone somber for a dutiful moment. "The cave they were partying in had been fenced off and they broke in, anyway."

	"You can't keep people from doing something stupid if they're determined to be stupid," Lisa's father said, using a phrase he often repeated.

	"Yes," the agent agreed. "Well, you don't have to worry about this door. With the dampness that comes in the winter, it's rusted shut. Been that way for years."

	"So can we sleep here?" Lisa asked again.

	Lisa's mother looked at her sister and they shared a silent agreement that nearly forty years as siblings had generated. 

	"Yes, you can," her mother replied. "But it would be more comfortable in a bedroom. You'll have to sleep on the floor in sleeping bags and -"

	Lisa whooped, taking Annette by the hands and spinning her around. Annette's sandy-colored braids swung as she whirled and the light spray of freckles across her nose crinkled as she grinned. Although just one year, one month, and two days younger than her cousin, she appeared to be even younger. Of average height for her age, Lisa was slightly chubby while Annette was a little short and slightly built.

	Lisa brushed her dark hair from her eyes as she excitedly began dictating to Annette everything they were going to do.

	"Hold on now," Annette's father cautioned them. "You can only stay here on one condition."

	He pointed to the sealed entrance to 1920's-era hideaway.

	"I don't want you opening a speakeasy down here."

	The adults laughed while the girls and their other siblings looked at each other and shrugged. 

	Grownups, they each thought with exasperation.

	It was nearly midnight and Lisa and Annette were still giggling in the basement. This was now "their place" and toys were strewn about, surrounding the sleeping bags and pillows on the floor. Eschewing "little kid" pajamas, they wore underwear instead. Lisa had a baggy t-shirt on that ended just below her panties while Annette's sleeveless crop top hugged her thin upper torso, leaving her Tinker Bell panties completely exposed. The girls thought they looked very grown up like this since they always saw young women dressed like this for bed on TV and in movies.

	By eleven o'clock, their parents had insisted that they turn the basement lights off. But they had flashlights and their fun continued.

	Now Annette was finally getting tired. She slipped into her sleeping bag and then aimed the flashlight beam at the ceiling, making whirling patterns up there was she moved the light. She wasn't paying attention to Lisa until she heard a persistent rattling on the far wall.

	"What are you doing?" she asked.

	Lisa paused from twisting the knob to the hideaway door. 

	"I'm trying to get this open."

	"They said it was stuck," Annette complained. "Come on. I want to go to sleep."

	Lisa ignored the request as Annette turned her flashlight off. In the dark, the jiggling noises continued until Annette heard a snap and metallic tinkling.

	"Whoa!" Lisa hissed.

	Annette fumbled for her flashlight and snapped it on. Lisa shielded her eyes from the direct light until Annette adjusted her aim.

	"What did you do?" Annette asked.

	"I think I got it!"

	Lisa twisted the knob back and forth again. More clinking sounds could be heard as rusty internal parts gave way. Then there was a heavier thunk and the knob canted in the door. Lisa worked it and found it hanging loose. When she pushed on the door, it moved slightly before something in the remains of the knob mechanism caught it. After a few more shoves, more sounds were heard and Lisa was rewarded as the door opened inward.

	"Cool!" she whispered. "Let's see what's in there!"

	"No," Annette protested. "We're not supposed to go in there. Remember what they were saying about those people who got lost forever?"

	"We don't know they're lost," Lisa countered. "They might have just got out today. Come on, we've got flashlights."

	"I don't think we should."

	"Well I'm going in," Lisa announced defiantly. "If you're scared, stay here and I'll go in all by myself."

	Annette blew out a short breath. Reluctantly, she got out of her sleeping bag and walked to the door. Lisa greeted her with a broad grin.

	"Good. I knew I could count on you," she said.

	Which meant Lisa knew she could talk her younger cousin into it.

	When the girls entered the hideaway, the door closed behind them, driven by gravity and uneven hinges. Annette was worried until she found the door could still be opened easily. Much of the cave floor was covered by thick, lacquered planks that had lasted well in the dampness. As the beams of their flashlights probed the space, the girls were disappointed to find rows of empty shelves as the one time store of hooch had been long emptied. 

	A little further in, they did find some rusting canned goods and a few other items like camping gear. Lisa pulled a book from a shelf. The long moisture had stuck the pages together but she could make out the title.

	"Outlast the Red Menace: 50 Rules for Your A-Bomb Shelter," she read aloud.

	"What's the Red Menace?" Annette asked, getting a shrug in response. 

	"Oh. Look at this," Lisa said, shining her light on a switch in the wall. "It looks like an old fashioned light switch. I wonder if it still works."

	"Maybe you shouldn't..." Annette began before her cousin flipped the switch.

	Electricity hummed through the old overhead cables that were still connected in the house basement. Although the house had been rewired some time ago, the contractor had simply reconnected every wire that had been disconnected for the new breaker panel, never minding where they led.

	More than half of the light bulbs didn't work. At least two flared brightly before going dark. But a few remained illuminated.

	"Great," Lisa said. "Let's see how far this goes."

	Annette didn't want to explore any further, but knew she couldn't go back now. She tried to remain silent but Lisa let out a whoop every now and then and listened as the echoes bounced away.

	"You shouldn't do that," Annette said quietly.

	"What? Do you think I might wake up a bear?" Lisa laughed.

	Annette was worried enough as it was. Now she had bears to be concerned about as well.

	Somewhere in the depths, the creature named Dark heard the girl's voice. It didn't wake him as he never really slept. With a natural ease, he focused on the source. It was a young female. As Dark stretched his senses, he discovered a second one, quieter but definitely accompanying the first one. 

	He had gone to the cabin where a little girl named Delia lived with her mother and her mother's lover. Every night for the past week, he would take the three year-old out and feast on her baby sex. Sometimes, he had her suck him and sometimes he brought her to the lake for the entity there to enjoy.

	But tonight, no one was home. Both women and the girl were gone. But their belongings all seemed to be in place so Dark was sure they would return. So he returned to his network of caverns, content to stay there before this disturbance caught his attention. 

	His huge frame moved quickly and silently through the caves, his sense of direction unerring as he closed in on the pair of intruders. There was light where the girls were. Not much of it and Dark observed the pair. The dark haired one seemed slightly older. She was fleshier and Dark felt his hardness grow as he imagined how she'd taste and feel. The younger one was questionable as to whether he could get his penis inside of her. 

	He had been able to with the blonde haired girl from two weeks ago. His member was huge but whatever forces had brought him back to his current state of life had left him with a knack for manipulating things in slight ways. It was a natural thing he could do but not explain if asked. Of course, the blonde girl's hymen was ruined but Dark had managed to fit all of his appreciable length and girth into her without any permanent harm aside from the departed membrane.

	Delia, on the other hand was much too small even for his powers. But after the lake entity had opened her, Dark had been able to penetrate her tiny quim completely with his tongue as she squirmed in his hands. 

	His lust growing, Dark stepped forward.

	The sudden appearance of a massive, hooded man startled both girls. Dark clapped a hand over each girl's mouth, stifling their yells and holding them fast. As they struggled in his grip, Dark appraised the two. He was used to finding and attacking his prey in pairs and had developed a keen sense for gauging their threats. If he couldn't catch them by surprise, he would usually eliminate the riskier one.

	In this case, he wasn't out to kill either of them. But this made his task a little more difficult. Still holding the smaller one by the face, he lifted her up so he could stare directly into her eyes.

	As the man's impenetrable dark eyes bored into hers, Annette ceased her struggling. Rendered docile by her fear, she was set down and released. Annette stood frozen as Dark turned his full attention to Lisa. 

	His recent experiences with Delia had given Dark a proficiency in removing a child's clothing. Lisa's indignant bleats were ineffectual as she was stripped bare. Dark surveyed her body, noticing the little titlets created by her plumpness. He fingered each one, drawing more angry bursts from the nine year-old. 

	He placed her down on her back and gripped her fleshy thighs. Pulling them far apart, he made her hairless cunny spread enough to show him some pink. Lisa yelled some more when Dark set his mouth top her young sex, grazing between her legs. Before long, he was delving into her with his tongue, finding the resistance of her barrier. He would have to open her but he didn't mind as he judged her to be just old enough to quench the fire on his groin.

	But first, he wanted to taste her and to drink her. Lisa squalled as she was nibbled and licked.

	"Ewwww!" she shrieked. "You're gross! Stop it! Pervert!"

	She looked at her cousin who could only stand mutely and watch this humiliating act. It was so disgusting that she had lost her fear of getting killed. He was slobbering down there making her wet. And she was getting wetter even further in than he could reach. It was so...so...not so bad.

	No, in fact it was kind of good. And getting really good. She still felt kind of stupid being naked with the man doing this to her while Annette could see but now she started pumping her hips at him. It just felt like the right thing to do and she wanted him to keep it up.

	She groaned lazily, feeling sweaty despite the coolness of the cave. Small drops of perspiration trickled on her forehead but they were nothing compared to the flow in her crotch. 

	"Gwah!" she croaked as something exploded in her cunt. 

	She was draining now and the man was sucking it all out of her. When he was finished, he reached for Annette.

	The little girl pleaded and shook her head as he pulled her to him. Understanding the futility of begging, she wept silently as the man removed her underwear and laid her on the floor.

	"It's not bad," whispered Lisa, her voice a little husky. "It's really good after you get used to it."

	Annette whimpered as Dark began to dine on her bald little snatch. Although she was thinner than Lisa, Dark found her to be just as juicy once he had her twat well-heated. Annette made small keening noises, rubbing her hands on the floor planks as her first orgasm built. She didn't know why this was happening to her but when something blazed wetly in her cunny, she could do nothing more than lie there as the monster fed at her oozing young slit.

	Savoring the aftertaste of little girl cunts in his mouth, Dark regarded the two. The one he had just finished with was going nowhere. That meant he could turn his full attention on the dark-haired one who was by now well-primed. In fact, she had been rubbing her cunny while she watched her cousin being eaten.

	In a kneeling position, Dark took Lisa by the legs and pulled her onto him, her rump sliding up his angled thighs. The eight year-old's chubby pussy shone wetly, ready for him. Dark unzipped his fly.

	Lisa lifted her head and regretted it when she saw his massive cock aiming for her little snatch.

	"Nooo," she moaned. "Don't do tha...AAAIIIIIIIII!"

	With great force, Dark yanked the child onto his dick. He easily smashed through her cherry and Lisa hollered as she felt herself expanding horrendously inside. I'm going to break apart, she thought as the man's prick plowed deeper into her immature twat. Dark's power made the girl's body take him entirely.

	Lisa could only manage choking noises, her eyes rolling violently as the man pushed her back and forth on his mammoth cock. Her tender, prepubescent tunnel clamped to him, slick and hot as she was pummeled. On the outside, her soft belly and chubby titties wobbled with her body's motions.

	The red haze that had clouded Lisa's mind after the initial push inside began to lift. The thick cock mauling her little cunt was stirring more of those earlier feelings. She was still grossly enlarged in there and her straining flesh ached, but she had some of that melting sensation growing. The little girl's pussy oiled Dark's meat as he pounded into it until his balls released.

	"Gahh!" Lisa moaned as jets of semen burst into her thoroughly raped young snatch.

	When he was done, Dark slid the girl back onto the floor; her legs remaining open with her draining twat lewdly on display. He knew she had been getting aroused again and considered making her cum. Then his eyes slid toward the other girl who sat trembling after witnessing the forced copulation. Dark thought back to Delia's mother and the woman who slept with her. More than once, he had encountered the pair intertwined in their bed and watched before stealing off to take his pleasure with the three year-old. Perhaps these two should do the same thing.

	With one large hand, he gripped Annette's head and pushed her face against Lisa's crotch. The girl recoiled as the mess smearing against her mouth but Dark kept pressing and rubbing her face there. It was Lisa who understood first. Already agitated by the fucking she had just endured, she wanted to finish off that sweet bubble that had regrown in her sex.

	"Lick me," she said to Annette. "Just like he did to us."

	Annette didn't want to but knew she could not escape the strong hand holding her. Squeezing her eyes shut, she slid her tongue along Lisa's cleft and shuddered as she tasted the fluids there. 

	"Do it harder," Lisa demanded. "Ummm...and deeper."

	Lisa's hands grabbed at her cousin's head and Dark withdrew his. Driven by lust, Lisa jammed Annette's face into her crotch and humped the smaller girl's face. Frightened, Annette licked as fast as she could until Lisa quivered with release.

	Dark watched the lesbian interaction between the two children. The older one fully understood but the younger one didn't. But it was time to make her understand - and to feel him inside of her. The heavier one had managed to take him without being destroyed. Dark knew the smaller one would be at the limit, but she would be used.

	He stood, lifting Annette by her torso. She blabbered incoherently as he placed her hairless pussy against the head of his still engorged meat. The soft folds pushed apart and he could feel the moisture from her earlier arousal that would aid in her penetration now.

	"Lisa, help me," Annette begged as she wriggled in Dark's grasp.

	But Lisa only watched, half in fascination and half in dread. 

	Dark plunged into the little girl's pussy with no remorse, feeling the momentary elastic resistance of her hymen and then the wetter release has her virginity came to a very early end. Annette went rigid at the moment of her defloration. She tried to yell, but only a managed a rasp. As she was brutally penetrated, her cunny expanding far more than naturally, she went limp. She was still conscious, but could not fight as she was raped by the man holding her. Annette had been looking forward to starting third grade in the fall and now wondered what her future held as a man's cock violated her innocence.

	Controlling Annette's body, Dark hammered in and out of her tight pussy. Drops of virginal blood spattered on the floor, pushed out of the child's cunt with each heavy thrust of meat. With every push in, Dark could see Annette's taut tummy rise as she was filled with cock. He continued working the her fragile body back and forth on his dick, stretching her small sex tube enormously, forcing it to massage his cock with its slippery surfaces until he unloaded in her. The eight year-old twitched with every burst of jism inside her.

	When he finally laid her on the floor, he saw Lisa's eyes shining with excitement as she crawled over to her little cousin. Annette muttered something as the other girl's hungry mouth latched onto her bald mons. Lisa greedily scooped Annette's twatlet clean with her tongue as Dark watched.

	He remembered something he had seen in the women's bedroom at the cabin. Reaching down, he grabbed Lisa's waist and turned her a hundred eighty degrees. Annette's eyes were huge as her cousin's wet cunny was lowered onto her mouth. She knew what was expected and extended her tongue into Annette's steaming slit.

	Annette sighed before looking down at the younger girl's smooth cunt which was now shiny with her spit. It looked so cute and delicious. Her loins hot with her new discoveries, Lisa lowered her mouth to Annette's quim.

	Lisa had already cum again by the time she made Annette have her climax. Tired and sated, she looked around for the stranger to see what was next and found he was gone. She was relieved, but also a little disappointed.

	Silently, the girls dressed and retrieved their flashlights. In the dim light of the few working overhead bulbs, the added illumination was a comfort for Annette. They walked slowly, their abused twats aching and tingling, until they reached the door. 

	Once they were back in the basement, Annette started for the stairs.

	"Where are you going?' Lisa hissed.

	"To sleep upstairs," Annette replied, surprised Lisa would ask.

	"We can't," Lisa argued. 

	"But that man..."

	"We'll get in big trouble if they find out we went into a cave and then they'll never let us do anything fun. And the man didn't kill us or anything."

	Annette rubbed her sore crotch and shook her head. Lisa kept at her.

	"Even if we don't tell them what we did, they'll think we're scared to be down here."

	"I am scared," Annette countered.

	"Look, he let us go. And if we act like we're scared to stay down here, they'll keep treating us like babies."

	Annette sighed. She really didn't want to be down here anymore, but she knew Lisa wouldn't give up. She also didn't want to disappoint her cousin who she looked up to, so she reluctantly returned to her sleeping bag.

	"Good," Lisa said with a grin. "I knew I could count on you."

	The next night, Annette was ready to get into her sleeping bag. The man hadn't come for them after disappearing the night before so she felt slightly better. Fortunately, it had been a rainy day today because she and Lisa felt rather sore and preferred lying around.

	Before she could get inside her sleeping bag, Lisa stopped her.

	"Let's do that thing we did last night," Lisa said as she removed her t-shirt.

	"Huh?"

	Lisa pulled off her underpants and then grabbed Annette's.

	"Lisa, no," she whined as her cousin slid her panties down her slim legs.

	"Come on. Take your top off," Lisa told her.

	Annette sighed. She knew there was no stopping Lisa once she had her mind set on something. She removed her crop top and blushed while Lisa ogled her.

	"You're so cute," Lisa said. "Now lie down."

	Annette lay on her sleeping bag and then Lisa sat on her face. The bigger girl waggled her hips, rubbing her snatch, already damp with anticipation, against Annette's mouth. The other girl opened her mouth and began to orally work at her cousin's twat. Satisfied, Lisa turned her attention to the bald, seven year-old cunt waiting for her.

	Engrossed in their sex, neither girl saw the hideaway door creak open. Dark watched them, content for the pair to make themselves ready for the taking once more.



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