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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, April 18, 2016

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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: hidingin.txt
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story_codes: M/g(5), oral, anal, nc, cons

story_intro: Shanna's short life as been a series of abuses that have culminated in an increasingly brutal series of porn videos. When an auto accident leaves the blind girl alone in the woods during a storm, she stumbles into a refuge where the darkness is nothing that she fears.


story_language: English





Hiding in Darkness

Written by madvlad


Author's Note: This is a sequel to "Dark", "Dark and Delia", and Dark's Tunnel and takes place shortly after the third story.


	It was better when Shanna closed her eyes. Shortly after she turned three, something went wrong with them. Everything became blurry, getting worse so that two years later, seeing vague shapes as they moved made her dizzy and nauseous.  During a doctor's exam, she had overheard in another room that there was a surgical procedure that would restore her eyesight; maybe not perfectly, but certainly much better.

	They thought Shanna couldn't hear them but she had refined her other senses as her eyes failed. When she asked her mother about it after they returned to the rundown apartment called home, she received a slap across her face.

	"I'm not paying good money just because you fucked up your eyes. Now sit there and shut up. Terry's coming for you."

	Shanna didn't know how she was responsible for her tormented vision. But she had also heard her mother talking to someone about the extra money she received from the state because of Shanna's handicap.

	The sting of her mother's hand burned her cheek for several minutes but it did not compare to the dread in her belly. Terry was a man who rented her from her mother. He had been doing this since she was two.

	Shanna would be taken places where Terry and other men would do things to her while she was naked. Most of them hurt. Terry liked to joke that having a blind kid was best because if anything ever happened where the cops got involved, she wouldn't be much of a witness.

	But Terry also made her keep her eyes open while they did those things to her so the video cameras could capture the expressions on her face. And the tears.

	Right now, she closed her eyes as she rode in the back of a van. As usual, Terry was going to keep her for a few days. The morning began with her on her hands and knees, servicing several dogs for a series called 'Kiddy Kennel Klub'.  Then she had been cleaned out in preparation for the next day's action.

	It hadn't been her first time with animals and she found that she preferred them. They might be rough but they were never deliberately cruel. There were even times she liked the feel of a canine cock sliding in her pussy, rubbing her a certain way that made her flutter inside.

	The men never fucked her there but they did use her mouth and ass plenty of times. But she had felt their fingers and other objects in her little cunny plenty of times, making her stretch painfully, especially when they dug at her. They always wanted to make her hurt. It was also why she kept her doggy pleasures a secret for fear they would try to change that.

	Terry turned to glance at the little girl. With her straight, long blonde hair and light blue eyes, she was a perfect counter-balance of innocence for the violations committed upon her tiny body. He and his pals had been discussing her baby cunt and though it was time for her to get a man's tool in there. She could take it if they were careful. And if they weren't careful, well, there was also a market for snuff. The little bitch's mother would have to be dealt with, but there were all kinds of options on that front.

	They were driving out to Lake Grenville where Shanna would star in a video about a little pioneer girl who is gang-raped by a band of wild Indians until she's saved by some white frontiersmen. Then they would continue where the red men had left off. She was going to spend a lot of time being tied to trees.

	Shooting would start tomorrow morning and the driving rain they were in now should be gone. It was two hours after sunset and neither Terry nor Kyle, who was behind the wheel, could see much in the slop. They had a cabin rented somewhere a few miles ahead where the rest of the guys were already waiting. Maybe they could do some practice scenes with their little porn starlet tonight. 

	"Whoa," Kyle muttered as the van hydroplaned on the curving road. 

	He overcompensated with the steering wheel and the van careened into a tree. The windshield cracked as the right front corner of the van crumpled. Terry yelled as the van slid forward with metal shrieking on his side. Finally, the vehicle stopped with the tree just outside Terry's door window.

	"Goddamn it," Kyle cursed, flinging his door open and squinting as he stepped into the pounding rain. 

	Terry could see him stumbling in the headlight beams as he surveyed the damage. Then the driver's side door opened and Kyle tumbled back inside, slamming the door shut behind him.

	"The tire's trashed," Kyle reported. "Looks like the trunk caught the wheel at an angle and pulled it out of alignment pretty badly. It's fixable, but in a garage and sure as shit not out in this soup."

	Terry gave him a sour look.

	"How far are we from the cabin?"  he asked.

	"GPS said about 2 and a half miles right before we crashed."

	"Fuck it," Terry said. "We can walk there. Then we'll send the others back to get our gear. Think of it as a price they pay for ripping into that kiddy cunt tomorrow."

	Kyle nodded to the girl sitting with her eyes shut.

	"We're bringing her with us?"

	"Nah, let one of them do it. They can finger diddle her to make the time fly. But we gotta make sure they don't get carried away. She has to be in one piece tomorrow. At the end of the day, we'll figure out what to do if her twat's too ripped up."

	Kyle nodded, not the least bit concerned about Terry's cavalier attitude toward the little girl's life. Terry reached and pinched Shanna's face until the child's eyes flew open.

	"You keep your little ass right here until someone comes to get you. Don't you even think about running off. You hear?"

	Shanna tried to nod but Terry's hand held her fast. 

	"Yes," she managed to say.

	The doors closed and Shanna was left alone. Now she could see nothing in the dark van. Only the occasional blast of electric white from outside gave her anything but black. But all she could make out was the whitish blue blaze. 

	They were going to hurt her terribly tomorrow - even worse than usual. She understood that. Terry's warning wormed through her mind, turning into a never-before plan of escape. But where could she go out there in the dark? 

	It didn't matter in her world without sight. It would be easier, in fact, without the dizzying whorls of light that daylight would bring. She reached for a window and slid her hand down to the door. Fumbling, she found a handle and pulled. A splash of rain carried by a strong gust pelted her. For a moment, she paused, frozen.

	Then she darted out of the van. The ground was uneven and the carpet of leaves beneath her feet made her balance treacherous. She had no direction to go but away from the van. After a minute, some leaves slipped under her feet, sending her tumbling down a slope.

	Disoriented, she sat up, listening for anything that might guide her. But the static of rain and the cannon shots of thunder were of no use. Unwilling to risk another fall, she crawled unseeing through the woods.

	It was a wall. Something man-made. Wood. 

	Shanna stood and pressed one hand to it. She walked the length until it came to an end not far away. Beyond it was rock. This made no sense so she walked the other way until she found a something soft. She didn't know that wood could rot but she pushed at it, hoping it was a door. 

	The wood gave way and Shanna fell forward. It hurt when she landed and she lay there a moment until she realized something. 

	There was no rain.

	Cautiously, she rose to her feet. With shuffling steps, she found a wall of solid rock. What a strange place - not like any room she had ever been in. Shanna had no concept of what a cave was, but she knew she wasn't being rained on anymore.

	"Hello?" she called. "Hello?"

	Her small voice echoed deeper and she paused to listen to the strange phenomenon. 

	And not far away, another heard her voice.

	Dark had not paid Delia a visit tonight because of the rain. He didn't care about it either way, but there would be difficulty in concealing the fact that she had been outside when her mother awoke in the morning. 

	Normally, Dark wouldn't have considered these things but his (friend?), the one who lived as part of the lake had taught him how to be careful and cunning. The water man relished Dark's stories of his encounters with young girls these past few weeks.

	Initially, Dark had sensed an intrusion into a cave opening. Feeling a bit lazy, he remained where he was. The six nuisances he had disposed of weeks earlier had drawn too much attention and he decided not to attack unless they ventured to deep. The lake entity had told him this was the best course to take for a while.

	But now the voice told him the intruder was a child. Extending his senses, he found it to be female. His need rising, he went to learn more.

	Shanna stood still. There was someone close by. She could hear the careful footsteps and the light breathing. Her ears well-attuned, she turned to face the new arrival.

	"Hello? Could you help me? Please?"

	Dark cocked his head. This little one had no issues with the dark. Most people became panicky without light but this one was at ease. He waited for others to come but the girl was truly alone. Taking a loud step forward, he decided to have her now.

	Shanna felt the hands upon her, patting her, and breathed a sigh of relief. This certainly wasn't Terry or any of the others. Then the hands began to remove her clothing and she understood what kind of things were going to happen.

	The hands were huge as they gripped her torso, completely encircling it. She was lifted high into the air and then lowered until she felt a tongue between her legs.

	With perfect night vision, Dark saw the plump, bald mons of the little girl and licked his lips. He brought her treasure to him and licked. She was nice and tender.  His lips sucked on succulent girl flesh and he worked his tongue inside of her. 

	Unlike the others he had tasted, this one was already opened. That pleased Dark as she could tell that she was too small there for his gargantuan cock. He had the preternatural knack for allowing the flesh of his mates to expand in ways they weren't meant, but in ways that would keep them from being damaged. The older blonde girl - his first - had taken him. As did the two girls in the house basement he had enjoyed for two weeks. 

	Delia was too small for his prick. But he enjoyed tasting her deeply; something he had been able to do after the water man had graciously removed that troublesome membrane. This new girl was slightly older, but was not big enough for his member.

	But she was certainly tasty. His unnaturally long tongue squeezed through her tiny passage, making her wriggle. He stroked it back and forth, like a penis, taking the child fully as she began to lubricate.

	Shanna relaxed as something nice was happening. It was like those brief flashes with some of the dogs except that this one was constant. Her legs were resting on his shoulders and she hooked her feet around the back of his head, spreading herself more and mashing her little hairless pussy against the nice man's mouth so he could go fast and deep within her.

	Dark knew the girl was close to cumming. The way she wrapped her soft little legs around his head told him she accepted him. With added vigor, he worked his tongue inside her tiny cuntlet, inducing a climax that fed him more of her juice.

	After years of pain and horror, Shanna was entranced by this new experience. She wanted him to do this again but didn't know what to call it. He set her standing on the floor and when she felt something familiar against her mouth, she knew what to do.

	When he touched his dickhead to the girl's lips, Dark waited for a moment, knowing it was best to take his time. The water man had taught him that. But apparently the entity wasn't all knowing as the child immediately sucked him into her mouth.

	Her head swiveled around his member and her jaws worked firmly as she gave him an oral massage. Dark was amazed at how skillful her tongue was, wetly wrapping around his meat and slithering all over him. And those lips - soft and sucking as she pulled at him.

	Shanna tried to give her best blowjob ever, hoping to repay the favor she had been given. It was difficult as this man was bigger than any other she had ever taken in her mouth. But he never tried to choke her with his penis or said mean stuff to her. The bead of pre-cum told her to be ready and when he came, the child gulped every bit down efficiently.

	Dark blinked his eyes, regaining his mental clarity. That had been spectacular - this child was a wonder. When he looked down at her, he saw her face upturned to his although her eyes didn't seem to be focused on anything.

	"Was that good?" she asked in a soft, hopeful tone.

	Dark's answer was to lift her up, draping her legs over his shoulders. Her baby snatch was immediately captured and penetrated. The girl giggled curled her legs around him as he tongue-fucked her to another soaking release.

	Savoring the child's flavor on his tongue, Dark considered his next options. The water being had advised him that little girls had another hole that could be taken, one that could open farther. Dark had tried that with the two little cousins in that basement. The heavier one had hollered at first, protesting in shrieks as he plumbed her bowels. But after she settled down, she had proven to be a fine ass fuck and Dark had rather enjoyed the meatiness of that plump young ass. 

	When he did the same to the smaller one, he was not surprised to see the older girl put her mouth on this girl's cunny. The older girl certainly liked doing that to her cousin. And the smaller girl understood her place, groaning in discomfort and arousal as she was simultaneously buggered and eaten.

	Remembering that this hole needed some lubrication, he put his finger into Shanna's cunny and used the moisture there to ready her rear entry. The tot worked her sphincter, understanding what he was doing. Judging her wet enough, Dark slid his meat between her smooth little buns and pushed against the opening.

	When she felt the man at her asshole, Shanna gulped. He was so big and it always hurt back there when the other men did it. But she pushed with her muscles, making them conducive to the hard flesh that entered her. Her anus expanded incredibly. Having experienced tearing there before, she flinched but it didn't happen as her helpless orifice stretched wider than it had ever done before.

	Slowly, he filled her bowels, putting so much more than she had ever experienced. Shanna's mind reeled at the thickness rubbing at her so deeply, agitating her soft tissues. His cock began to move in a familiar pattern. It rasped against her enlarged asshole, stimulating her strangely.

	"Uh!" she called out in the echoing cave. Why did she feel this way in her cunny of all places?

	She flailed weakly as the huge man sodomized her. The five year-old's sultry ass was a snug fit around the huge prick skewering it. At the same time, she felt oddly swollen inside her pussy. Part of it was from the stimulation of her ass ring and part was from how her vagina was being compressed and kneaded by the cock in her rump.

	Investigating this, she touched her little snatch with her hand. She was quite wet. She touched more, rubbing herself and learning how to masturbate as the man squeezed his cock in and out of her bottom.

	Then she heard a man's voice calling her name.

	The rain had let up outside and Terry waved his flashlight from side to side as he and the others searched the woods.

	"Shanna!" he yelled again. "Goddamn it, girl, you're going to get a baseball bat up your ass if you don't get out here."

	He stopped. 

	There was a wooden wall with warning signs on it. This area was dotted with caves and he remembered hearing stories about people disappearing in them. It wasn't that long ago that a bunch of college kids went missing. 

	Part of the fence was missing. A sodden board had been pushed in. There wasn't much of a gap there - but one certainly large enough for a five year-old girl to fit through. He tested one of the neighboring boards and found it weak, too. It surrendered with a soggy crack and Terry slipped into the cave.

	He could hear some breathing - shallow and fast - just like Shanna during a good hard  fucking. He moved the flashlight beam and saw the girl's head. But she was too high in the air and Terry saw something massive behind her. The images sorted themselves in his head. She was naked (the naughty slut) and he could see part of a huge dick going into her. It had to be in her ass since her pussy was still closed. Hey, it was wet, too. The smooth cunny flesh couldn't hide any of that. And that dick - if the length matched the width - no, that was impossible for that much to go into such a little kid. 

	He opened his mouth to speak as he brought the light to bear again.

	Dark felt the child's fear and reached out to the intruder.

	The world went bright as Terry's flashlight beam caught Shanna's eyes. She was just as blind as always, though, just in light instead of darkness. Then the man behind her was moving while she remained joined with him. She heard Terry's voice before his first and only syllable ended with a wet crunch and the thud of something soft falling to the floor.

	She listened but heard nothing else. The man's free hand returned to hold her again and the hard cock resumed sawing in and out of her rear end. She understood that she had nothing to fear while this man was inside of her. It was hard to breathe with so much man meat jammed inside her little body but she was now, strangely enough, safe. Her calm returning, she once again slid her hand to her quim and experimented with her fingers.

	The tension of the five year-old's rectum wrapped around his thrusting cock was exhilarating. Dark's strokes gained more force and he pummeled the child's ass excitedly. His balls convulsed and he felt the mighty pressure of repeated semen loads as he sent them into the girl's body. Shanna wriggled on his cock while she was inseminated.

	In the dark, he could smell her sex, damp and inviting. She had been pleasuring herself while he had sodomized her and after carefully removing her from his rod, he brought her cunny to his mouth and completed the job for her.

	Deep in the cave, Shanna had no concept of day or night. The man left her alone a few times. Once, she heard him dragging something and her keen hearing followed him for some time. Terry's body disappeared forever. Once, Dark went to visit Delia in the night, letting Shanna sleep while he enjoyed the happy and horny three year-old. Other times, the man brought her an odd array of food purloined from campgrounds. One breakfast had consisted of baked beans, a banana, and potato chips.

	They never spoke but she was content to let him do as he pleased. Every time he penetrated her again, he had to be careful as her bottom somehow managed to close quite well from the last time. Hours were spent with the five year-old anally impaled on his turgid member, receiving his thrusts in her tiny ass and getting loads of hot jism injected into her body. All the while, she was free of the fear that had haunted her all of her young life.

	Then he would slurp at her pussy, nibbling at the soft, hairless flesh and plunging his tongue into her little honey pot. She would whine and squirm as he orally copulated with her, bringing the releases she loved and drinking the sweet rewards she gave him.

	For two days, Dark considered keeping the girl who was so at home at the darkness. But he sensed a need for light, even if the girl didn't believe she had that. He wanted to keep her but knew she would eventually whither in the depths of his home.

	It was nearing sunset when he dressed her in the clothes he had left on the cave floor. Shanna knew her time here was ending and wondered what would become of her. The man was silent as always as he carried he carried her to the cabin where Delia lived.

	He set her in front of the door and listened. Inside he could hear movement. Giving the door two heavy slaps with his hand, he turned and left. His course determined, he never gave Shanna another look.

	Francie could hear Delia's voice chirping in her bedroom as her mother got her dressed. Leaving Melissa to get her daughter ready, Francie had gone to the kitchen to see about breakfast when the loud thumps rattled the door.

	"Christ!" the woman exclaimed, wondering a moose had run into the door.

	Cautiously, she opened the door only to find a little blonde girl standing alone. 

	"Oh, how did you get here?" Francie asked.

	
THREE MONTHS LATER

	Even with her eyes closed, Shanna knew the afternoon sun was in full force from the warmth on her. Two paws pressed her thighs and she put her hand out to pet the fur of the cat that proceeded to rest its front end on her lap. A loud feline purr indicated approval of her stroking technique. She liked cat - it was warm and cuddly, just like much of her life these last few months.

	Before they even reached the room, Shanna could hear the approaching footsteps of her mother - her new one. After she had been left at the cabin, she had been taken to the police who questioned her about all kinds of things. As Terry had thought well before, the girl could not identify any people but the police had been interested in the information her sharp ears had picked up before. 

	She mentioned the cave but never said anything about the man who had saved her or of the things he had done with her. Later, she heard a conversation in the next room that a smashed flashlight had been found in the cave with the rotted wooden barrier in front. There were also bloodstains, skin, hair, and brain tissue in one spot of the wall. Although they couldn't identify the owner, DNA analysis would later show a match for several unsolved sex crimes.

	Now Shanna had a different mother and even a father. Neither of them ever touched her like Terry and the others had done. Only hugs and kisses on the face.

	Shanna's mother set a plate and glass down on a table and moved it in front of the girl. Everything was precisely positioned so that Shanna could find them without having to open her eyes. The girl sniffed.

	"Chocolate chip!" she announced, identifying the cookies on the plate.

	"Cheater," her mother teased. "Next time, I'm going to hide some broccoli under the chocolate. That way, you'll eat more vegetables."

	"Ewwww!" Shanna laughed.

	Her mother gently stroked Shanna's hair.

	"Are you nervous about tomorrow?"

	"No," the child answered around a mouthful of cookie.

	She chewed and swallowed.

	"A little bit, I guess," she confessed.

	"It's okay to feel that way."

	"But you and Daddy will be there when I wake up, right?"

	"Count on it."

	Shanna smiled as she took the glass of milk from the tray. The cat lifted its head and sniffed, smelling something more interesting then cookies. After taking a sip, Shanna put her finger in the milk and lowered it for the cat to lick.

	A doctor was going to fix her eyes tomorrow. They said she'd have to wear bandages over them for a while, but they would go away. Shanna was looking forward to that as now she had faces she wanted to see. And she looked forward to the light although part of her missed something she had known in the darkness.


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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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