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story_codes: MM+/g(9), g/g, first, rape, semi-cons

story_intro: Little Katie is happy to meet a girl her age who lives in her apartment building. The nine year-old is terribly shy and awkward when it comes to making new friends. But during her visit to her new friend's apartment, she also meets some men who are very eager to know her in many sordid ways.

story_language: English






Scouting for Girls, Story 1

Written by madvlad


	There were some new people who moved in on the top floor of the apartment building. Katie had heard as much when her mother spoke to the neighbors. And of course, her mother had suggested that Katie see if there was perhaps a girl close to her age she could spend time with. The thought of knocking on a door to introduce herself made the nine year-old cringe.

	Katie was terribly lonely. There was only one other kid living in the complex, an older but well-maintained building, and she was two years younger than Katie. Her name was Jena, a bubbly little girl whose blonde pigtails bounced whenever she was running about - which was all the time. Katie got along alright with Jena when they waited at the bus stop, but the younger girl liked doing things like going outdoors and having boisterous fun. Katie was nervous in large open spaces outside and preferred the quietness of being indoors. Her mother worked a lot, even on weekends, doing whatever her managerial position at her job required, but that also left Katie alone for long stretches of time.

	But she did wish for friends. She had several imaginary ones - girls who also enjoyed doing quiet things inside. Part of Katie knew she was getting too old for such things, but they fill a void and helped her cope with her social awkwardness. She always felt exposed, as if others might see some fault in her that wasn't quite right or even something as mundane as having a shirttail untucked or socks that didn't quite match right. 

	Whenever she reached her apartment, she pulled the key from inside her shirt where she wore it on a lanyard and tried to quickly unlock the door. Usually, she fumbled a little, prolonging the process until she could finally get it unlocked and slip inside. Once there, she would push the door closed, exhaling a long sigh of relief that she hadn't attracted any undo notice. But over the course of a week, she was very carefully noticed.

	Having given up on finding a new friend on the top floor (without even trying), Katie was homing in the apartment door when a voice caught her off-guard.

	"Hey, do you live here?"

	Startled, Katie spun around, her brown eyes wide and her high ponytail swaying with the sudden movement. A girl her age with jet black hair and matching eyes set in an olive-complexion face stood grinning.

	"Um, yes I Katie," Katie sputtered, a blush already rising as her words - as usual - came out incorrectly when she was nervous. "I mean, yes, I do. I'm...um...Katie."

	Katie wished she could sink through the floor, having messed up even a simple introduction, but the other girl seemed unfazed.

	"Hiya, Katie. I'm Alisha. My Uncle Roger lives up on the top floor. Sometimes I come here to stay with him. I was hoping there'd be some other kids my age here. It's kinda tough to meet other kids because I like just hanging out, not wandering all over. You know what I mean?"

	Katie's heart fluttered as she nodded. Of course she knew what Alisha meant - all too well. Alisha's grin widened further as she displayed dazzling white teeth.

	"Great! Hey, I'm gonna be here all day on Saturday. You wanna come up?"

	"Sure! My mom has to work and then go to some business meeting, so I've got lots of time."

	Alisha startled Katie with a peck on the cheek and a hug. Then she looked deeply into Katie's eyes.

	"We're gonna have so much fun - I just know it."

	Katie blushed some more and nodded, turning back to the door and unlocking it with ease for once. She turned to give Alisha a small wave before she closed the door, feeling giddy about her new friend. 

	Alisha was still grinning as she walked toward the elevator. "Uncle" Roger and his roommate Sean had been scouting the building and had researched Katie perfectly. She was so desperate for companionship and had a mother who was away a great deal. Yes, Saturday was going to be a lot of fun.

	When Katie knocked on the door Saturday morning, she was surprised when a man answered. Immediately, she started to choke on her words, but the man just smiled and said, "You must be Alisha's friend."

	When Katie managed a nod, the man called to Alisha then turned back to Katie.

	"I'm her Uncle Roger. Come on in. I guess we really lucked out to find another girl her age here. Me and Sean," he continued, nodding to a man washing pans from breakfast. "Are just too old and boring as I'm sure she's already complained to you."

	Katie didn't know what to say but realized he was joking. But she still didn't know what to say. Fortunately, Alisha came bounding into the room from the hall.

	"Cool! You're here!" she exclaimed to Katie.

	"I was just about to show her an album of your baby pictures," Roger said to her while Sean snickered.

	"Ugh!" Alisha said, rolling her eyes. 

	She grabbed Katie's hand. 

	"Come on, let's go to my room. There's some stuff I want to show you."

	As they walked, Katie noticed a peculiar, almost spongy quality to the carpeting. Seeing her expression, Alisha explained. 

	"It's kinda thick 'cause they soundproofed the floor. Same thing with the walls. Even the windows have a special glass in them."

	"Why?"

	"We'll show you later."

	Alisha led Katie into her bedroom. It looked rather plain but Katie remembered that they had recently moved in and Alisha only lived here part of the time, so there hadn't been a chance to decorate.

	"I've got something I want you to try on," Alisha said as she rummaged through her closet. "You need to take off your shirt 'cause it's kinda big."

	Katie turned to look back at the bedroom door, which was still open. She was embarrassed to undress, but heard both men busy doing something in the living room. Not wishing to disappoint her new friend, Katie pulled off her bulky sweatshirt. With her slim upper body bare, Katie fidgeted. She was still too young to have any growth on her chest and her flatness there matched the plane of her belly. It was slightly chilly and Katie became acutely aware of how her areolae seemed to contract as the points of her nipples stiffened ever so slightly.

	Alisha seemed not to notice as she strode back from the closet. She walked behind Katie and spoke.

	"Hey, first I wanna see if you can do this neat trick I heard about. Some people can't do it, but I bet you can."

	"Okay," Katie replied, her voice unsure.

	Put your arms behind your back and bend your elbows and bring your hands up. Yeah, like that. Now, see if you can touch your elbows with the opposite hand."

	Katie did as she asked, bring her forearms parallel with each other and managing to get her fingertips to reach her elbows.

	"Like this?" she grunted.

	"Yeah, perfect. Now hold still."

	Katie felt something rubbery or plastic press against one wrist. Then it wrapped around, holding it in place against her other arm. When she tried to move her other hand from her other elbow, Alisha pushed it back in place and strapped it, too.

	"Hey, I'm stuck!" Katie protested.

	Alisha stepped in front of her briefly and held up a roll of black tape.

	"It's electrician's tape," she explained calmly. "It works great for stuff like this."

	"But I can't move my arms!"

	"I know," Alisha replied nonchalantly. "That's the idea."

	Katie stood mutely, her mind racing to understand what was happening. Behind her, Alisha was humming a tune she didn't recognize as she mummy-wrapped Katie from just above one elbow, across her forearms, and just above the other elbow. Stepping back to admire her work, she thought the black plastic was a good look for Katie's thin white arms.

	Tossing the tape on the bed, she reached around and unfastened Katie's jeans, pulling them down. Next came her panties, allowing Alisha a close-up view of Katie's firm little rump. Alisha caressed the small, plush globes until she heard Katie weeping. No, that would not do.

	She pushed Katie forward onto the bed. With her arms bound and her pants and panties around her ankles, there was little Katie could do to stop her fall. Alisha quickly removed Katie's sneakers and socks, followed by her jeans and underpants. After quickly disrobing, Alisha rolled Katie over and lowered herself onto the frightened girl.

	"Shhh," Alisha soothed, her face hovering over Katie's. 

	Alisha raised her index and middle fingers to her mouth and was about to wet them when she slipped them into Katie's mouth instead. Katie grunted in indignation but Alisha only smiled.

	"Make them wet," she said. "Use your tongue."

	When Katie did nothing, Alisha waggled her fingers in Katie's mouth. In defensive response, Katie forced her tongue against the intruding digits. Alisha swirled them around, coating them in the other girl's spit before withdrawing them.

	"Nice," Alisha cooed. "That will make it a lot better - you'll see."

	Alisha rolled up on her side so she could get a good look at the smooth swell of Katie's pussy. Aside from being a lighter shade, it looked much like hers with the rounded lips clenched to make a tight slit. But Alisha knew how much action hers had seen on the inside and doubted Katie knew what hers was meant for.

	Cupping Katie's bald mons, Alisha grazed her wet middle finger along the cleft, lubing it for her index finger to probe deeper. Unable to keep from watching in frightened curiosity, Katie whimpered as Alisha's index finger, aided by Katie's spit, sank into her intimate place. The girl gasped as her virgin mound was invaded, even if just to the entrance where Alisha could feel the membrane just inside the portal. 

	"You still have your cherry," Alisha giggled. "But don't worry, we'll be more like each other before long - kinda like sisters."

	Just as Katie worked up the courage to say something, Alisha leaned over and clamped her mouth over hers. The dark-haired girl's tongue soon followed tasting her captive lover's mouth while she continued to finger Katie's innocent twat while rubbing the fleshy labia on the outside. She giggled into Katie's mouth when she worked the other girl's clit to erection. At the entrance, she could feel the heated reaction of Katie's sex.

	With her hand still manipulating the bound girl's genitals, Alisha lowered her mouth to Katie's completely flat chest, feasting on the tiny nipples, pulling at them with her teeth with small growling noises. Katie rocked from side to side - the only way she could try to resist, but it did not deter Alisha at all. To her embarrassment, Katie also felt an odd reaction brewing in her inexperienced snatch.

	Through her fear and shame, she liked the feelings, but still tried to move away for fear that Alisha would find out. It was a lost cause.

	"Mmm. Now you're all wet," Alisha crooned as she pulled her hand up. 

	Alisha's fingers were still wet, but not from Katie's spit anymore. She sucked them into her mouth, closing her eyes as she tasted the other girl's preteen essence. 

	"You're delicious," she pronounced as she licked her fingers. "Try some."

	Dipping her fingers into Katie's bubbling quim, she coated them again and fed them into Katie's mouth. Katie knew there was no use in resisting and tasted her own sex, feeling equal parts of shame, fright, and fascination. Satisfied by the mixture of emotions she saw on Katie's face, Alisha got up.

	"Time to take you to the living room," she announced.

	"But I can't go in there naked!" Katie protested. "They'll see me and-"

	"Of course you won't be naked, silly," Alisha chided. "I have to get you into your outfit."

	She returned to the closet and came back with a couple of things dangling in her hand. First was the red leather dog collar which she fastened around Katie's neck. Then she snapped on the leash and pulled Katie up from the bed until she was standing upright. With a lighter tug, Alisha ordered Katie to follow her.

	"Heel, bitch," Alisha laughed as she led her frightened pet into the living room.

	"Right on time," Roger commented as he put the last video camera in place. "We've got a busy day and Katie, I hope you kept your appointment book clear for this afternoon."

	Sparing Katie the embarrassment of having no response, Alisha pulled down on the leash to bring Katie to the floor and laid her on her back. With her arms taped behind her, this was very uncomfortable. Her discomfort turned to terror as she saw Roger standing over her, undressing. His erection, average by adult standards, looked huge to the nine year-old virgin. Kneeling in between her legs, Roger gave the girl a strangely soft pat on the face. 

	"Don't worry; you won't be lying like that for long. I just like to watch a girl bleed the first time. You should watch it, too."

	Alisha jerked on the leash, forcing Katie to raise her head and watch as Roger pressed his prick head into the damp slit of her hairless mound. The childish flesh bulged as the cleft opened, the purplish glans disappearing. Katie felt her entrance being touched again, but this time by something larger than Alisha's finger. And then the pressure became greater as it forced her entrance to expand and something else inside to stretch.

	Instead of thrusting quickly, Roger took his time, prolonging the little girl's defloration by using his weight to bear down on her virgin cunny. The spongy tip of his member was slightly compressed by the child's tight but elastic portal. Just as he slid inside, he felt her maidenhead against the tip as it was forced to grow taut and then expand. 

	Katie's inner labia would keep expanding but her hymen still resisted. She rocked her torso, sobbing from the pain inside her untried twat. Finally, her cherry succumbed, tearing and suddenly allowing more of Roger's cock to plunge into her unready tunnel. Katie howled at the deeper penetration, feeling her innards changing as her nine year-old pussy widened to take the man's prick.

	Now Roger started lurching inside of the girl, pushing deeper and deeper as her smallness made her too tight for simply his weight to make him move deeper. Katie screamed with every move inward but Roger didn't stop until he was hitting her cervix. Looking at where his fleshy shaft disappeared between the bald, distorted lips of the child's cunt, he was pleased to see she had taken about three quarters of his length. 

	He pulled halfway out, noting with satisfaction the red streaks of Katie's sundered virginity on his shaft. Alisha jerked on the leash to make sure Katie saw them too. She was still watching as Roger drove in again, wiping some of her blood onto the whiteness of her gripping entrance.

	Holding Katie by the waist, Roger stood. The girl was limp with shock from her initial defilement, especially since she had been given a very good view of it. He rotated her halfway around on his dick so that she was face down. Another jerk of the leash raised her head. With Katie's mouth hanging open in shock, Sean stepped forward and inserted his cock there, burying it almost to the tonsils. When Katie mumbled something in shock and indignation, Sean only smiled.

	"No teeth, Katie," he warned in a friendly voice. "Or else we won't play nice with you anymore. You don't want to know what that's like, do you?"

	Despite her pain and revulsion, Katie mentally agreed, fearing what they would do if this morning's events so far had been "playing nice". Frightened and defeated, she sucked as she was told while Roger rammed her injured twat from behind. The presence of Sean's pressing all over the inside of her mouth automatically made her salivate. By reflex she worked her tongue so she could swallow her spit and inadvertently enhanced the oral pleasure she was giving him.

	Katie didn't understand when Sean told her to take a deep breath, but she immediately obeyed for fear of repercussions. Her compliance was rewarded when he tilted her head up slightly and slammed into her throat. Gagging mightily, she tried to get away, but moving backwards was not an option with Roger's member boring in and out of her preteen cunt. A jerk of the leash from Alisha made Katie stop squirming.

	In horror, she felt Sean moving inside her neck and again her reflexive response aided him when her muscles tried to swallow the thing there. She was desperate for air and quickly learned to exchange breathes whenever Sean briefly pulled out of her throat. Sean used one hand in her hair to help guide her hear while Alisha held the leash.

	When Alisha finally handed the leash to Sean, Katie followed her with her eyes as she sat down on the couch and began to finger herself. Clearly, the other girl had no problem with fingers in there as she languidly fucked herself until her twat was making burbling sounds. 

	Then Alisha took a pink cylinder and twisted the knob at the base. Katie heard a buzzing sound and watched in stunned fascination as Alisha eased a surprisingly long amount of the thing into her steamy quim. Katie could not reconcile the pleasure on Alisha's face as she buried the vibrator between her legs with the savagery of Roger's cock brutalizing her own private parts.

	Alisha grinned as she saw Katie watching her. Sean and Roger could last a long time before blowing their wads and Katie was going to need to be well-reamed in preparation for their later visitors. Too bad she was crying and all that, but every girl needed to get her cherry popped some time. Alisha remembered that she had cried some too when hers was popped three years ago. But now she loved it and wondered if Katie would get any enjoyment today. Well, there were some toys Alisha had ready...

	Roger's face was growing redder as he ripped his cock in and out of the hot, gooey channel of the nine year-old's little snatch. Every time he pulled out, her de-virginized socket, it sucked at him fiercely. With every return push, he was welcomed by her gripping tissues and the thin flood of hot fluids being forced her raped hole.

	He looked up and saw Sean pressing his pubic hair against the girl's nose. That meant she was taking him balls deep - it was always nice to find exceptional talent, willing or otherwise. The two men shared a quick nod and relaxed their efforts, each letting loose inside the little girl.

	Katie tried to squall as Roger's thick jism flooded her prepubescent organs. Her efforts yielded limited results since Sean's prick was still buried in her throat - a prick that began pumping semen into her belly a few seconds after Roger had started to cum.

	Alisha was ramming the vibrator hard into herself, her bald, tan cunny shining with its own lubrication, when the men pulled out. A string of semen and saliva connected the end of Sean's penis with Katie's upper lip briefly before it broke. The small amount (since most of it was now being digested) slid down her chin, mingling with her tears by the time it reached her neck.

	More threads of cum hung between Roger's bloodied cock and Katie's initiated pussy, some of the threads showing a little red before they too broke and splashed against Katie's messy crotch. More crimson trails painted stripes on the inner portions of Katie's smooth, slender thighs. The sight of the messy defloration set Alisha off, and she came with the vibrator jammed into her twat.

	After a half hour, the men were ready again, this time changing positions. Roger hadn't bothered to wash, so Katie had the unique experience of tasting what her pussy tasted during following its first rape as Roger took his time and made her lick him as he slowly inserted his prick into her. If not for the fluids left inside Katie's cunt, Sean would have had a hard time believing she had already been fucked in that tight little orifice. Of course, youth had its advantages and even the heavily fucked Alisha still had vice-like quim.

	With the men pummeling Katie from both ends, Alisha brought some toys out. First, she got underneath and suckled on one of Katie's nipples. The double-raped girl whined as her nipple stiffened. Quickly taking her mouth away, Alisha clamped an alligator clip in its place, squeezing the sensitive pink flesh and making its tip bulge while Katie screamed around Roger's meat. 

	Alisha lovingly did the same to the other side. Then, selecting a pair of small weights, she fastened one to the end of each clip so that they tugged on Katie's titless nippies. As she moved back and forth with the rhythm of her dual rape, the weights swung, pulling on the nine year-old's nipples in different ways to keep stimulating them.

	The next operation took further down Katie's body. Fingering the stretched flesh where Sean's slick cock was pounding the immature fuck hole, Alisha massaged Katie's clit until it was erect. She eased the hood back enough to clamp another clip directly on the nerve-laden nubbin. A pair of wires trailed from the clip to a box which Alisha turned on. Now Katie received random flashes of heat to her clitty, further tormenting and stimulating the girl. 

	Satisfied, Alisha returned to the couch and her vibrator, watching as the two men orally and vaginally raped the other nine year-old while she thrashed from their abuse and the new arousal/pain in three other places on her body.
So lost in her ordeal was Katie that she never noticed Alisha leave the room later. By the time Roger and Sean had cum again, Alisha was there with four new men. When Roger handed the leash to one of them while another walked behind her, Katie hung her head, resigned to a very long day.

	It did last all day. More men came and went, Katie vaguely registering that there were more and fewer of them sometimes when the man who had just cum in her mouth or throat moved away for a moment. She couldn't tell one man from another, only knowing if he had taken her below already when she tasted his cum and the flavor of her own plundered little twat on his cock.

	The things that Alisha had put on her caused her no end of misery and some bizarre pleasure - often at the same time. Katie didn't understand, but she focused on the parts that felt good, feeling the heat and a new source of liquid brewing in her constantly raped cunny. The feelings down there once got so hot and powerful that it felt like something was jolting and bursting down there. She felt shaky and heard a roar from the people in the room with Alisha's high voice noting that Katie had cum.

	Katie didn't know what that meant but hoped it would happen again. She did get close twice more, but did not cum. But she kept hoping that the intimate contact of hard flesh thrusting inside her would somehow make that magic appear again. A small part of her mind screamed that this was so wrong, but Katie could only endure now by focusing on the random titillations that flashed through her young body

	The sun was starting to lose its force through the thick windows by the time the last man finished. Katie was lowered to the floor, unable to move as her sore and well-buttered pussy and throat continued to ooze from the leavings of so many men. Sean carefully cut away the tape and freed her arms. Katie flexed her hands and fingers, feeling needle-sensations as they had gone to sleep.

	Slowly, her eyes moved around the room and she moaned softly when she saw the video cameras. Since her initial rape, she had forgotten all about them but now knew her degradation was on record.

	Alisha removed the clips from her and then slid on top like she had in the bedroom. More gentler now, she cleaned the cum from inside Katie's mouth before sliding down. After sucking and lapping at the other girl's tortured nipples, Alisha went right to Katie's splattered crotch. First she licked her legs clean before sucking the goo from her hairless mound. 

	Spreading Katie's labia, Alisha sucked on the little twat hole, getting as much juices out before mining for more with her tongue. She kept at it until she tasted more of Katie's cunny juice than she did semen. Lifting her head, she spoke to Katie.

	"I'll make you cum again, okay?"

	Katie nodded, staring at the ceiling while Alisha hungrily attacked her pussy. The other youngster licked and sucked (forgoing any gnawing since Katie's poor little snatch was already so tender). Katie grunted and moved her hips, feeling that wet ball of heat growing in her loins. Alisha sensed it too, licking inside the girl with more abandon until Katie came in sharp bursts, feeding her nectar into the other nine year-old's eager mouth.

	No further words were spoken as Alisha helped Katie get dressed. Roger and Sean saw no reason to warn Katie about telling as she was clearly too meek - even before today - to do such a thing and subject herself to more scrutiny and embarrassment.

	Alisha led her to the door and ushered her out. As the door closed behind her, Katie felt very much alone once more. She stood there for a minute, unsure of what she wanted or what to do until she slowly shuffled to the elevator.

	Roger cocked his head when there was a knock on the apartment door the next Saturday. They had no problems with Katie since last week as she kept an even lower profile than before. Even Alisha had only caught two quick glimpses of her as she hurriedly made her way to her apartment.

	They weren't expecting any visitors today, preferring to take it easy. Alisha had an appointment at a high-ranking judge's house the next Saturday where she was to spend a few hours getting mounted by the judge's dogs. Then the judge would have her while her little hairless cunt was dripping with doggy cum. Weird guy, but Roger always thought it was best to keep judges happy.

	"Hey, isn't it Girl Scout cookie time?" Sean asked as Roger headed for the door. "And that other little girl here - the blonde - isn't she in Girl Scouts, Alisha?"

	"Yeah - Jena. She's a Brownie."

	"Great. Roger, if it's Jena, have her come inside and we'll discuss cookies. We can make her an expert on cream-filled ones."

	Roger was still laughing when he opened the door. Katie stood there holding a plastic shopping bag, looking quite solemn except for her trembling lower lip. Roger didn't move or say anything, wondering if the kid was about to go nuts on their welcome mat.

	Katie didn't say anything either as she pulled something from the bag. Looking up at Roger with her brown eyes huge and watering, she held out her new dog collar and leash in utter submission.

	

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