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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, September 03, 2018

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Filename: gettin22.txt
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story_codes: M/g(7) Man/young girl, bondage, interracial, cons

story_intro: Dolly once again finds herself tied down for a customer's pleasure. But this man knows some ancient tribal secrets to get little girls to more fully take adult partners. And the diminutive redhead is about to get her tight, creamy pussy opened like never before by a thick length of dark meat while she cums all the way.


story_language: English




Story1: Getting Directions, Story 22

Written by madvlad


	Obiku was feeling quite satisfied, even if the best part hadn't yet begun. Assigned to his country's trade legation in the city, he had been quite careful in researching the best way to find little girls. Eventually, he heard about the ones who offered themselves at a trailer park across the river.

	During his six months so far in the United States, Obiku had been overwhelmed by the largesse that Americans took for granted. The corner bodegas scattered throughout the city were incredibly well-stocked with both staples and the frivolous. And his amazement only grew when he entered his first supermarket. Even this trailer park, a so-called "white trash slum", offered accommodations that many of his countrymen would have considered luxurious.

	Already intrigued by the tales of the young female flesh willing offered for a pittance (a pittance in this country and a month's pay in his own homeland), Obiku had maintained some discipline to make sure he didn't make some error that would get him sent back to his country. It was during this extra time that he discovered her.

	The photos on a particular dark web site were like an answer from his ancestral gods. Even back home, he liked his girls subjugated before he took them. And now this one, a mere seven years old, was a magnificent creature. Her hair was luxuriously red and her skin was remarkably pale - a rarity - no, not even that - something simply not found back home in Africa.

	As his work schedule was often quite fluid, Obiku had no problem taking a day off. He had the hotel room, the materials, and, after a stop outside the trailer park that displayed an incredible bounty of little girls, he had his prize.

	For someone naked and tied to a bed in a hotel room, Dolly was surprisingly calm. In fact, she was not concerned at all because in her short time at the trailer park she had learned that men liked to do thing with little girls. And in Dolly's case, they liked putting her in cuffs or ropes or any other material that left her seven year-old body bound and open for sex.

	At least it wasn't with her Uncle Todd anymore who didn't seem to mind that his rough treatment caused her pain. He seemed to have grown bored with her but now there were more and more other men enjoyed having her and making her feel good and then even paying her. Her new friends - the closest form of family she had ever known aside from her deadbeat mother and some indifferent or abusive relatives - did the same thing with the people who drove by to ostensibly ask for directions on this rural side of the river from the big city.

	Now she lay on her back with her limbs spread and with cords keeping her wrists and ankles secured. The man who had taken her in his car was very dark - not brown but black. After tying Dolly to the bed, he had taken some oil and slowly rubbed it all over her skin in every place. Dolly had seen much of it since he had thoughtfully put a pillow under her head to lift it. He seemed entranced by the contrast of her smooth, milky skin beneath his swirling, coal-dark fingers. The oil had left her sturdy little body gleaming and when she told him she thought it made her look magical, he had grinned.

	"Yes," Obiku agreed. "It is very much like magic, you will find."

	After he disappeared into the bathroom, Dolly lay waiting for him. Not that she had any choice. Yes, she did look like something from a fairy tale. She even felt kind of magical - warm and tingling. The heat slowly increased and tingling all over was needle-like but not exactly painful. Squirming in her bonds, the little girl could find no relief from it. Closing her eyes, she mewled at the exquisite assault all over her oiled skin.

	Obiku was already hard before he stood at the foot of the bed, watching his delectable little prey thrashing. Her glistening, childish figure undulated erotically while the bald, chubby bulge of her immature sex rose and fell with her limited movements. When her eyes opened again, she saw him and tried to say something but only managed a wordless croak.

	Laying his large hands with fingers splayed over her lower abdomen, he made the girl gasp at the contact against her agitated skin. He knew the oil was at its peak and wanted to take her when she was like this. Her pink nipples had darkened slightly from the blood rushing there that made them painfully stiff. Dolly was unaware how sensitive they had become in this condition until the man's thumbs ground against them.

	She jerked, gibbering incoherently as Obiku's thumbs made her feel like her undeveloped breasts were blooming, enlarging, needing to be squeezed and twisted and abused so gloriously. When he removed his hands from her body, Dolly whined. Looking down at here his digits had been, she was surprised to see the same flatness.

	"I thought I had boobies," she rasped.

	"It is too soon for that, Little One," Obiku replied kindly. "But perhaps I shall make you feel like a woman with this."

	Dolly's brown eyes widened at the sight of the man's tool. He was going to put that in her kitty? None of the men had ever managed to put all of their length into her - she was simply too small. But this man was very long and she feared how much he might try to put into her. And he was also wider than anyone else.

	"I'm too little," she weakly protested before Obiku's fingers descended on her pudgy little snatch.

	As with her nipples, Dolly's vulva was sensitive; even more so after the strong fingers began to knead the soft flesh. Pinching her mons, he put pressure on her clitty and when he rolled the labia between his fingers, some of the oil there made contact with her special nubbin.

	"Unnnghhh!" she sighed as her fresh little cunt began to bubble.

	Feeling her cleft drooling copiously, Obiku slid a finger into her small passage. She was tiny but was becoming quite pliable as he pressed against the walls of her modest sex. He could feel her cervix when he pushed on it but sensed how her cunt was able to elongate a bit more. Like a woman's, seven year-old's vagina was doing everything it could in preparation to be taken.

	When he slipped a second finger into the little girl's snatch, he could feel her elasticity. Bucking against her bonds, the seven year-old came as she was diddled by two digits. She had barely recovered from it when a third finger made her twat flesh strain from the presence. Although he desperately wanted to sink his dick into her, Obiku kept molesting the panting child; temporarily loosening her while bringing her off again.

	Before being sent to the United States, Obiku had been committed to bringing his country into the twenty-first century. At the same time, he still held respect for some of the old ways. Back in the village of his birth, the shamans there had, for centuries, known how to create the oils that for a few hours, could allow a young girl intense ecstasy while allowing her to please a man.

	When he was sixteen and a proven man in his tribe, Obiku had been shown how to use such potions and, as the shaman watched with approval, he successfully applied the techniques to deflower his five year-old sister. By the time he was ready to introduce his cock into her, the little girl had been begging for him to touch her in there.

	Now, years later, this new little girl with her flame-like hair and alabaster skin was likewise desperate for him. Her coloring and her bound state were not a ritual but to satisfy Obiku's own particular tastes. The chief shaman had told him that there was no wrong or right in this regard; the only failing was to deny himself of any particular pleasure he wished.

	Despite a profession that now kept him in business suits and meetings, Obiku still possessed a powerful physique. Stretching his body over Dolly, he easily braced himself up on his arms so that he could see her completely while he had her. When his dick head made contact with her vulva, he found her softness dripping from the slit for him.

	He slowly bored his ebony prick into the plump, hairless pussy of the little girl. Her pearly labia opened like a flower for him, flexing as the hardness slid between then and into the dripping heat of her prepubescent tightness. Dolly's head tilted backward and her eyes rolled as her tiny twatlet was stretched by the cock. Her own lubrication on the inside easily matched the earlier applied oils on her outer skin, allowing the cock to glide along the layer of fluids while grinding her sensitive tissues.

	Obiku found her cervix once more; this time with his glans. Dipping his head further down, he was able to see how much of his member was now impaling the child between her spread thighs. Pleased, he raised his gaze to find Dolly opened mouthed and staring at him while her diminutive pussy reshaped itself around the prick filling her. Letting a low growl escape his throat, Obiku knew that for this time, she completely belonged to him in every way.

	With the child's cunt fully penetrated, the man began fucking her with quick, hard thrusts that did not cause her pain but drove her into utter submission. Most of Dolly's senses blurred with her sole remaining clear focus on the hard girth that was churning her kiddy twat. Obiku lustily drove into the drenched heat of the seven year-old's pussy, stoking the next crest of orgasmic sensations.

	Other men who had paid for the use of her luscious little body had taught Dolly about cumming (her uncle's interest being solely in his own completion). But nothing had prepared her for this. Secured to the bed, the sweating and squirming youngster could only helplessly climax over and over while her drooling cunny spasmed around the pounding member.

	Even the master had to concede with his cock enduring the convulsions of the snug cuntlet. But Obiku held off until the pressure in his testicles was enough to nearly make his vision blur. He released, letting his sperm invade the tiny baby chamber of his mewling kiddy-whore until it could take no more. The remainder of his jism frothed as it was squeezed out of the entrance of her overstuffed little sex tube and coated the bald surfaces of her pried-apart mound.

	Dolly jerked with every blast of hot seed that inundated her undeveloped sex organs until the last of it painted her interior. She dazedly mumbled and was dimly aware of how the man inside her straining pussy did not seem to soften at all. Obiku stroked her silky red hair, enjoying even this bit of the exotic to him. While he would never risk the potential consequences, he knew the kind of treasure this child would be in certain deep palaces in his home continent.

	Dolly saw Obiku smiling at her as he uttered a word in a language she didn't understand. But when he began to move inside her throbbing little cunt again, she knew the word must mean "again".
	

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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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