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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, July 16, 2018

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story_codes: MMM+/gg(8, 6) Men/young girls, light bdsm, drugged, semi-cons, cons

story_intro: Trent is quite popular with the younger kids. After all, he is the ice cream man. When he meets two sisters who can rarely afford anything from him, he secretly invites him inside his truck for a new kind of ice cream with a very special ingredient.


story_language: English





Scream for Ice Cream

Written by madvlad


	Little girls couldn't get enough of Trent. Actually, they loved his set of wheels. Alright, to be more precise, they were after the frozen contents of his ice cream truck.

	For his part, Trent was mildly amused that he was turning a slight profit on his route even if that had never been the intent. His ice cream sales route was, in fact, a scouting expedition for him and his partners. They were looking for the right girl in their latest development for procuring young flesh for specific clients and specialized boutiques.

	Recently, Trent had heard that one of the main financiers of their business, a man named Gus, had by accident acquired a ten year-old who happened to be his daughter's best friend. How was that for luck? The guy was rich and had little girls literally falling into his lap. But Trent appreciated his current role in that he was able to enjoy plenty of eye candy while passing out the frozen sweets.

	When the musical chimes of his truck were heard, the kids began streaming out of houses and yards toward the corner where Trent always parked. This was a lower middle class neighborhood he had selected since many times children were left on their own during the day.

	Trent mentally filtered out the boys while observing the girls. Unbeknownst to them, he had video cameras on them at several points on the truck to that Trent and his partners could review the potential talent and make obscene comments at their leisure.

	Someone had a lawn sprinkler out as several youngsters arrived with wet hair and bathing suits. A red haired girl of about eleven was starting to develop as evidenced by the swelling places on her chest. A girl about two years older already had her tits blooming nicely as they jiggled beneath the top of her two-piece suit.

	Then there was the girl, maybe nine or ten, whose mother or father should have bought her a new swimsuit since she was outgrowing the one from last year. Or perhaps it was from two years ago. Either way, Trent approved of the parental neglect as the fabric pulled up tightly between her legs and showed off a chubby camel toe.

	After she received her usual, a lemon snow cone, she turned to walk away. As she stepped, her right buttock escaped the seat of her swimsuit which could barely contain her ass, One pale round cheek popped out, driving the fabric into the girl's ass crack. Trent noted the sharp transition from the snow white ass meat and the girl's smooth tanned thigh and his growing hard-on certainly approved. Without breaking stride, the girl reached around with her free hand and pulled her swimsuit more or less back into place although it was obvious that this was a constant chore.

	Trent handed a boy two vanilla cones with the tops coated in chocolate and chopped nuts. After unwrapping the top of one, he handed it to his little sister; a little tyke who was about four or five with blonde curls and wide, expressive brown eyes framed by long lashes. She had the face that painters for centuries would have used as a model for their young angels. But as the girl's lips and tongue worked innocently at her ice cream, Trent's thoughts for her ran toward some very non-angelic fantasies. She had been one that he and his partners had been considering but the boy was quite attentive toward her and the mother was also sometimes about.

	Whoever the "lucky" girl was who got selected had to be someone who would not be quickly missed. Miss Angel would be and Trent doubted the boy could be easily tricked or incapacitated long enough for him to abscond with the girl without anyone knowing what happened later. Although his truck had a fake registration, too many people had descriptions of him.

	But standing off to the side from the end of the line were the "winners" in this content. Even better was that there were two of them. It was obvious that they were sisters and from his earlier talk with them, Trent knew that Laurie was eight and Kaylee was six. When other mothers stood with their children in line and gossiped, Trent had learned that the sisters were - for reasons not clear but luridly speculated about - living with an aunt who entertained a string of lovers that came in low-priced bottles of vodka. Trent had never seen the aunt but from the talk, she was often passed out for much of the day.

	Usually, the sisters never bought anything but one day they approached after the other kids were gone. Laurie held out her hand with a meager collection of nickels, dines, and pennies in it.

	"Do you have anything for thirty-eight cents?" she asked.

	Trent didn't have anything quite that cheap. He did feel sorry for them, wondering how long it took them to scrounge that much from whereabouts unknown. His feelings aside, he also saw a business opportunity.

	"I actually have a discount for today only," he replied in a low, conspiratorial tone.

	Taking the coins, he took out a pair of single stick Popsicles that usually sold for seventy-five cents each. They were his cheapest items and he didn't want to be too extravagant or other kids might wonder how these two managed to afford the premium stuff.

	From whatever had happened to them in the past, the girls were reluctant to play with others and were usually alone. Again, this was a plus for Trent's plans. But they were happy to chat with him since he gave them a break on the price and he confirmed that they were often on their own for lengthy periods of time. One of the few rules they had at home was to never, ever, wake their aunt.

	Today, they were back and again Laurie produced their newest treasure Without counting, Trent suspected it was thirty-eight cents again but this time he shook his head.

	"I'm sorry but the discount is over."

	He allowed the girls to be crestfallen for a moment before he whispered for them to come around to the back of his truck. With everyone else having their ice cream and scattering away, no one saw as the ice cream man let the sisters into his truck before closing the rear door.

	"Here's the deal," Trent said once the door was closed. "Any customers of mine that save long and hard for something are just the people my company wants for product testing."

	"What's product testing?" Laurie asked.

	"When we have something new, like a new flavor, we want people to try it first before we make a whole bunch of it that no one really likes," the man explained. "Now, do you both like vanilla?"

	Laurie and Kaylee nodded in perfect synchronization.

	"And how about caramel?"

	Two pairs of brown eyes widened as the girls nodded again.

	"Then try these ice cream pops out."

	Trent produced two cylindrical pieces of white ice cream with light brown swirls in it, each mounted on a stick. When he offered them to the sisters, they gladly accepted.

	The vanilla was rich and creamy and the sweet caramel accented it perfectly. Having tried some himself Trent had been impressed. Of course, his was missing the ingredient that the girls were getting.

	A few minutes later, he picked up the partially eaten treats and tossed them in the trash. Laurie and Kaylee were lying unconscious on the floor. When they woke up, they would get more ice cream, but with the sedative replaced by something even better. It would look suspicious if Trent were to suddenly cut short his delivery route so he continued on as if it were another day.

	After each stop was finished, he'd glace at the sleeping pair. They looked so innocent like that. But after they awoke, they'd soon lose their innocence.

	"So what is Bo regarding?" the fat man laughed.

	Trent and Bo winced at the play on Bo's given name, Beauregard. Gene, another member of their organization lived for young pussy and bad puns. But the guy was smart as hell and was the outfit's chief chemist. Naturally, a guy with his girth would concoct his drugs to be blended into ice cream. Of course, ice cream attracted kids, so the concept worked well enough.

	Tapping his computer monitor, Bo said that Laurie should be waking soon. She was already starting to stir. Gene looked over the young man's shoulder and admired the camera angle. It was sitting on a table at the foot of the bed and allowed them to look straight up the girl's legs to her panty-clad crotch.

	Laurie had been stripped to just her panties and then Trent had pulled them up to display the luscious little bulge of girl meat beneath the thin cotton. Then Laurie's eyelids fluttered and the men watched eagerly.

	She wondered where she was as she looked at the ceiling and then turned her head to regard the rather plain room. As the sedative's hold evaporated from her head, she suddenly became aware of her state of undress. Laurie bolted upright to a sitting position. As she took in the details of the room, she saw several cameras mounted about and one on the table at the foot of her bed. After a moment, she realized that it would have been pointing right at her panties.

	Embarrassed, she closed her legs and then looked back at the table. Next to the camera was a small cooler with a slip of paper taped to it with her name on it. This didn't seem like the sort of thing that bad people would leave for her. Maybe she was in a hospital although she didn't know why. Curious, she slid over to the table and opened the container.

	Along with some ice packs, there were several wrapped items that looked suspiciously like ice cream pops. The nice ice cream man had given her and Kaylee some that looked like that before...before she woke up here. Laurie became aware of a slight residual taste in her mouth - vanilla and caramel. With her belly rumbling, she peeled the wrapper from one and discovered it was the vanilla with caramel swirls that she had enjoyed.

	She popped the end in her mouth and sucked on it while she walked about an investigated the room. There were no windows and only one door with a sign that read "Locked for Your Safety". She tested the knob anyway and found it locked - apparently for her safety.

	"Hello?' she called out.

	"Everything's alright, Laurie," a voice called out from a speaker in the ceiling. "Someone will be with you shortly. Just enjoy your ice cream."

	Bo clicked off the microphone and waited. Laure was quick to follow with another question.

	"Where's Kaylee?"

	Bo wasn't surprised and answered easily.

	"She's in another room; still asleep, though. Don't worry, she's safe and secure."

	Gene chortled behind him. Glancing at another monitor, Bo saw the still sleeping Kaylee was indeed secure - in her brand new bondage gear.

	The ice cream was already having its calming effect on Laurie. This batch wouldn't knock her out. No, its purpose was much more entertaining. The three men watched as the nearly nude girl wandered about the room, sucking down her treat. When it was finished, Laurie reached into the cooler and started on another one. As she continued to walk, her hand strayed to her panty crotch and she idly rubbed herself there. The men knew well that she was starting to feel some heat and perhaps a little itch in her cunny.

	Finally, with nothing else to do, Laurie plopped back on the bed, sitting there as she finished her ice cream treat while rubbing the fleshy treat between her legs. Getting another pop from the cooler, she quickly unwrapped it in a hurry - whether it was so she could have more of it or get back to rubbing her cunny was anyone's guess.

	With her inhibitions crumbling and her lust rising, Laurie was masturbating with an increasing sense of urgency. Just hours ago, the little girl would have never thought to touch herself there unless she was bathing but now instinct took hold. Pausing, she looked down and saw her crotch was soaked. On one of the monitors, the fabric of her panties was wetly molded to her mound.

	Trent, Bo, and Gene were hoping she'd pull her panties off but instead Laurie slid her hand inside this time. Her soaked undies undulated as her fingers quickly got busy on her prepubescent but highly agitated little sex. As she got hotter, the ice cream occasionally left her mouth when she felt a significant jerk in her loins.

	"Um...yeah, yeah...oh! Auugh...mmm...yes...ah...ah...so good."

	The lewd monologue continued in her girlish voice while she laid back. Sucking at the ice cream, she pumped her hips upward while molesting her own kiddy cunt. The nearly naked little girl put on a show as she humped the air while her fingers danced beneath the sopping picture of one of the "Frozen" princesses until she yelped and shook.

	For a minute, Laurie was still as her orgasm ebbed. Feeling strangely sated, she gently massaged her quim, her fingers sliding easily over the smooth, lubricated contours of her snatch. She crooned as her touches there felt good.

	Better than good.

	She began rubbing harder and groaned sharply as her fingers grazed the stiffened nub of her clitty. Slurping heavily on the ice cream, she writhed on the bed while the hand in her panties worked furiously as her bubbling honeypot.

	"A girl in need is a slut indeed," Gene noted.

	Bo snorted as she watched the helplessly horny little girl on the monitor. As for Trent, he had no reaction as he was already on his way to Laurie's room.

	When Laurie saw the ice cream man, she knew she should stop doing this naughty thing. But it felt so good and she wanted to do it.

	Needed to do it.

	The ice cream man gave her a smile that said he understood and Laurie refocused on the churning barbs of fire in her kitty. She so wanted to make that shaky thing happen again. Then the ice cream man pulled her panties off. Ah, that was better. He watched her touching herself, nodding in approval.

	Then he offered to help.

	"Oooooo!" Laurie whined as the nice man put his hand between her thighs.

	She was dripping wet but he didn't mind the mess as he touched her in ways that threatened to launch her like a rocket right from the bed. Her arousal climbing, she was almost to that shaky place when he suddenly stopped.

	"I can touch you in a different way," he said. "A way that a girl like you really needs. You know, way down deep where you're feeling it."

	"Uh huh," she anxiously agreed, wishing he would stop talking and get back to touching it. Like in that play way down deep where she was feeling it, just like he said.

	Then the ice cream man did something most peculiar.

	Trent had his pants down and his erection pointing right at the dripping little target. He pushed against her, making her bald labia swell as they were pushed apart. When his head slid between them and against the inflamed pinkness of her entrance, Laurie made some odd chuffing sounds. Holding her by the waist, he gave her what her body demanded, plunging his prick through her little cherry and into the soupy channel of her eight year-old cunt.

	"Guhhnnnngg!" Laurie moaned as her sensitized little pussy was stretched around the hard meat grinding its way into her.

	Assaulted by the need for contact, the childish twat lubricated heavily as it was penetrated. Despite the snugness, the virginal space demanded the lewd thrusting that Trent quickly supplied. The little girl wriggled on the impaling cock as it battered her, forcing liquid from her hole as she took the cervix-deep fucking she suddenly craved.

	With the man reaming her bald little snatch, Laurie came again. The ice cream fell from her limp fingers, adding to the stains collecting on the bed sheet. Ramming the child, Trent felt her twat convulsing in climax around him and let loose with blasts of semen which made her even messier inside.

	Panting, Laurie looked up at the nice ice cream man. The nice cream man, she thought. And it made her giggle. But something else made her want more. Hooking her feet around Trent's sides, she looked at him imploringly.

	"Again?" she asked.

	Quickly recovering, Trent worked and served her a second helping of cream.

	Laurie wanted more but even Trent needed some time to recover.

	"We should check on Kaylee," he suggested, hoping she wasn't too far gone to proceed with the next step of his plan.

	"Is Kaylee okay?" she inquired, letting him pull her out of bed.

	In her state, Laurie was not bothered by her nudity or by the fluids oozing down her thighs from her heavily buttered snatch.

	"Kaylee needs some ice cream," Laurie mumbled as they walked to another room.

	"I'll bet she's being fed now," Trent assured her just before they entered the new room. "And there she is. Doesn't she look cute?"

	Laurie stood in the doorway and gaped.

	Lying belly down on a padded table and wrapped in multiple straps from a harness was Laurie's little sister. Kaylee's arms were behind her back, bound at the wrists. If the little girl had any complaints, they were plugged by a rubber ball gag strapped in her mouth. The ball was hollow with holes that allowed the captive to suck the contents from inside - more of the same ice cream.

	"Doesn't she look sexy?" Trent asked.

	Laurie watched as her little sister sucked at the rubber ball while her small figure undulated as she humped against the table. Kaylee's cunny was enjoying the attention as evidenced by the wet marks that showed on the padding whenever the girl lifted her hips before pounding and grinding her plump, hairless twat against the surface again.

	Watching her innocent sister's lewd display, Laurie moaned around the ice pop in her mouth as her fingers once again got busy against her small mound. Having experienced the touch of a man's dick deep inside her pussy, the eight year-old dug her way into her itching hole. It was then that she noticed another man in the room.

	Gene approached the table and pressed a remote. An overhead winch whirred and Kaylee was lifted by her harness, making the straps dig into her tender flesh; a contrast of bondage gear against the child's smooth skin.

	The harness straps kept Kaylee's legs open and Gene stepped between them so he could massage the round little globes of the child's oiled rump. One finger poked between them and made the tot wriggle as the man tested the elasticity of the pink rosebud there.

	"I'm going to pork this little puppy," Gene announced. "I'm going to pork her in her cute little cherry ass."

	Trent guided Laurie to her hand and knees, promising to make her feel what her little sister would feel. All Laurie knew or cared about was the feel of a man's hardness inside of her to quench the odd fires there and the constant flow of melting ice cream in her mouth.

	Pushing his prick into Kaylee's virgin bottom, Gene made the six year-old thrash in her harness as she was anally penetrated. The little girl's asshole tried to strangle the hard meat sliding through it but it could do nothing as the child's soft rectum became a carnal spa for the man.

	While Kaylee whined into her gag, Laurie moaned in sympathy as her own ass was opened by Trent's prick. She kept looking up, watching her baby sister's sodomization while she was buggered. Fresh liquid oozed from the Kaylee's cunny, collecting at the slit before dripping onto the floor. As her bottom was getting reamed, Laurie felt her dew trickling down the insides of her thighs.

	The whining sisters took the men's thick cocks in their rear holes, helpless to keep them from plunging their anal chutes and making their cunnies respond from the friction. Thick, hot jism soiled their innards, completing their rectal defloration and leaving more fluids to leak from their little bodies.

	Trent needed a break and Gene took longer to recover so two more men took over. A man named Brad settled in behind Laurie while Bo took some time to fondle Kaylee's bound little form before taking her.

	"Look," said Brad to Laurie. "Kaylee's going to get her cherry popped.

	Laurie's eyes were glued on her baby sister's, round, bald pussy as Bo's prick pressed between the pliant folds of her mons. The tot's juices immediately soaked the head and Laurie mewled anxiously and then sighed as Brad's dick entered her. Bo's initial thrust was harder so he could rupture the tot's hymen.

	The six year-old jerked in her bondage gear as her tiny twat was torn open. Sucking harder at the rubber gag plugging her oral hole, she cleaned out the remaining ice cream there as her cuntlet was stretched to accept the cock that now owned her. Another man removed her gag, letting her moans sound clear for a moment before a new gag full of ice cream replaced the old one. The child contentedly sucked at it while she was used like the whore she was to become.

	Bo was working up a sweat as he forced the tunnel of girl flesh to take him. Despite the slickness, she was so small that her cunny wanted to snap back from its expended state. As a result, Kaylee's pussy tube wrapped tightly around the cock violating her just a month after she had finished kindergarten.

	Watching from below, Laurie saw the red streaks on the man's cock as it worked like a piston inside her little sister's bald cunt. Laurie knew that Kaylee was so lucky because another man's prick was mauling her own drooling snatch. With juicy-sounding thrusts, the men plowed the little girls' tender twats before inseminating them with thick wads of sperm that their immature reproductive systems could not process.

	Trent was back, handing Laurie a new ice cream pop. But he stopped her as she tried to bring it to her mouth. Instead, he had her get up on her knees so that her face was near the ravaged cunny of her little sister. Pinkish semen oozed from the bald, deflowered slit and Trent, as always, had the perfect suggestion.

	"Kaylee took some rough riding in there. I bet something cold would make her feel better."

	Laurie dimly understood. Taking the frozen sweet, she twisted and pushed it to make its way into her little sister's cock-pounded cunt. The pop's width was close to that of Bo's erection and the six year-old's fuck-lubed quim was once again filled with something hard. With a siren-like, muffled series of moans, Kaylee writhed in her bondage gear as she was fucked by the cold phallus.

	Trent watched and wondered how much of the drug was getting absorbed through the internal lining of Kaylee's cunny. There was probably some effect although it was hard to tell how much of Kaylee's reactions were caused by what she had in her sister and the current diddling she was taking. Still, Gene was working on a new variant that would sensitize the skin on contact.

	The ice cream started to melt and leak from the bulging, hairless lips of Kaylee's pussy. When Trent remarked how tasty Kaylee looked, Laurie acted on it. She had been fingering herself but the ice cream pop was still much bigger, even if it was melting somewhat.

	Removing it from Kaylee's snatch, she shoved it inside of herself, crooning at the self-molestation. Her baby sister's cuntlet still dripped seductively with the delicious melted ice cream covering the fat little mound. Laurie stretched up, licking the hairless mons clean before fastening her mouth to it to suck at the remainder of the stuff still inside. Digging at the tiny hole with her tongue, she was able to coax more of it out, combined with Bo's semen and Kaylee's own sweet nectar.

	Ravenously, Laurie munched on the six year-old's cunny while she fucked herself to a creamy orgasm. Kaylee followed shortly afterward, shaking in her bonds while she came in her sister's mouth.

	As it turned out, Trent's decision on taking the sisters, based in part on their aunt's neglect, worked better than he could have hoped. He maintained his ice cream route, not wanting to cast suspicion on himself by disappearing right after the girls did. This also gave him the opportunity to scout out other talent although he wouldn't act on getting anyone else until school was back in session and his ice cream deliveries came to a seasonal conclusion.

	It wasn't until four days after her nieces vanished that the aunt realized they were missing. She hadn't minded the quiet in the house and when it finally occurred to her they were gone, she contacted the police. Unsure of when they disappeared and having the sense to know she could be in trouble for not reporting (or recognizing) the problem sooner, she insisted that they had gone missing the day she phoned in.

	Two days later, a detective was waiting when Trent stopped in the neighborhood. The police officer knew this case could be a dead end as the woman's stories had too many holes in it. The neighbors were of little help, speculating as to when the girls were last seen. As the sisters had largely kept to themselves, they weren't immediately missed. Maybe the ice cream man could help.

	Trent couldn't be sure. Yes, he recognized the pair from the photos the detective showed him. Apologizing, he explained that they weren't regulars since they rarely had money. But he thought hard and was pretty sure he had last seen them the previous Thursday. What the detective couldn't know was that Thursday was two days after they had been snatched.

	"Shit, really?" Bo asked when Trent told him about the detective's query later that afternoon. "If it took the bitch that long to figure out her nieces were gone, they'll be better off where they are going. At least they'll be looked after."

	Nodding, Trent went to the room where the girls were getting their send-off before being shipped to their new home in a luxuriously appointed brothel. At the moment, Laurie was being held upright with her legs folded up and spread. Nearly folded in half, the eight year-old was red-faced and panting as a standing black man's prick slammed in and out between her snowy little buttocks.

	Rather than moving her up and down, the man held her still while he pumped with his hips. Exposed, Laurie's pussy leaked from her arousal. But the child's hairless quim was quickly covered by the man's wife as she orally attacked the tasty mons. Laurie whined, her tongue licking feebly at her ice cream-smeared lips as woman ate her.

	Nearby, another man was also standing upright as he held Kaylee by her waist. She swayed like a rag doll as the man pushed and pulled her along his prick. Trent couldn't tell if she was taking it up the ass or in her cunny but which ever hole it was, it made thick, moist sounds as the tyke was cock-reamed.

	Another man held out an ice pop which Kaylee managed to lick when the first man pushed her outward. The impaled six year-old lapped hard before getting pulled back onto the meat inside of her. Eventually, the second man put the ice cream aside and stepped closer so that Kaylee could suck his dick constantly while getting pummeled from behind. The child's mouth pulled hard on the meat, treating it like the ice cream she so loved.

	"Incredible," Trent remarked as Gene stepped next to him. "They still can't get enough of the ice cream. And it looks like the drug's affects remain as strong as ever."

	"Not really," Gene laughed. "Sure, look at them go - they can't get enough ice cream or cock. But here's the best part."

	"What?" Trent asked, wondering what could possibly be better than these two horny little cuties.

	Gene gave Trent a sly look before grinning.

	"I haven't put any drugs in their ice cream for two days."



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