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story_codes: M/g(6), incest-rape; M/g(8) semi-cons, cons

story_intro: A 1-part only sequel to The Watcher: Dave gets his revenge at work, but now considers the possibilities of his voyeuristic target, little Kacie. The men her mother brings to the apartment are becoming increasingly cruel and with Dave's own payback with his boss complete, he finds his desire for Kacie's torments subsiding. Now it is time to do more than watch.

story_language: English




The Watcher Descends

Written by madvlad


Author's Note: This picks up on the Monday after "The Watcher" ended.

	"Fuck you, Markham. Because I'm about to alter your paradigms."

	Dave's boss looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. Then the corners of Markham's mouth tugged upward in a smug grin with the knowledge that he, Markham, had won and had driven another employee (one of those assholes who liked to question things) over the edge. 

	"Should I take that as a threat, Zell Ner?" he asked in his maddening drone of a voice. 

	"It's Zellner, you worthless fuck. One word. And yes, it is a threat."

	Markham turned a shade paler under his tanning bed luster before slowly reaching for the phone. Dave shook his head.

	"It's not a physical threat," Dave sighed. "At least, not from me. But I can only imagine what Bubba and the boys in prison will do once they learn why you're there."

	Dave tossed a manila folder on the desk, sending it spinning for before it eased to a stop in front of his boss. Frowning, Markham opened it. His tanning bed complexion turned grayish as he saw a photo of himself standing naked and sweaty over an equally naked eight year-old girl. Several pieces of hardcore sex paraphernalia were lying on the bed next to her. The child's vagina was red and stretched and her chest was marked bruised around her nipples from the alligator clips that had been there. 

	The hairless cunny had actually been assaulted by a studded dildo forced in there while Markham had anally sodomized her. The photo didn't show her ravaged asshole, not did it show how much her aching throat hurt after Markham's second cum when he jammed his dirty prick down there.

	"Th-this doesn't prove anything," Markham said weakly. It could have been altered or..."

	He was interrupted when a flash drive landed on his desk with a sharp click.

	"The video more than corroborates the picture," Dave promised.

	"What now?" Markham croaked. "What do we do?"

	"We?" Dave snorted. "It's more like you. You are going to resign, effective immediately. And since you're such good buddies with the guys on the executive floor, you'll give me your highest recommendation to succeed you. I know I've only been a project manager for a short time, but I think I'll do fine as department manager. After all, I know how to actually do real things while all you know how to do is file bullshit reports with bullshit numbers in them."

	"Then what?" Markham asked, seeming to actually shrink in his chair. 

	"Then you leave. Oh, don't worry, you'll find work again. Hell, you can probably join the Zeta consultants you pal around with and torment some other companies."

	Markham's eyes flickered with hope at the suggestion (missing the part about the torment). 

	"Yes, I could do that. Just because you don't understand the value of strategic synergizing of performance metrics involving-"

	"Markham," Dave growled. "Your resignation."

	"Ah, right," Markham gulped as he began typing.

	"Two more things," Dave said as he exited the office he would soon occupy for himself. "One - stay away from the girl. Forever."

	"Right," said Markham as he wiped at the sweat on his forehead. 

	There was a moment of silence.

	"You said two things?" Markham asked.

	"Right," Dave grinned. "Two - Fuck you, Markham."

	By that afternoon, Dave was appointed to succeed the unlamented Markham. One of his first acts was to ban the hated Zeta Program consultants, which earned him undying loyalty - even from those more senior project managers who might have felt they had been bypassed by Dave in taking Markham's position.

	With Markham's departure, Dave's waning frustration and anger crossed over into a lessened desire to see Kacie take excessive abuse (aside from an adult cock getting stuffed in her little pussy) as he watched from his apartment window into her bedroom. And with Markham out of the way, it was time for Dave to get his foot - and other body parts - in the door.

	Audra answered the door with some puzzlement as she hadn't arranged any appointments for her daughter tonight. The whiny little cunt had been increasingly unhappy about earning her keep as most of the regulars had been getting rougher with her. A couple of them even relished the idea of using some under-aged fuck meat that was already nicely bruised. But when she opened the door, there was a stranger instead of one of her well-screened clients.

	"Yes?" she asked the suspiciously grinning man.

	"Can Kacie come out and play?" Dave asked. "Or better yet, can I come in and play with her?"

	"What are you - some kind of weirdo?" Audra shot back.

	"As a matter of fact, I am. I mean, look at the kind of pictures I enjoy."

	Audra looked at the handful of photos - captured from video - that the man had thrust at her. Her stomach lurched as she saw her daughter getting sexually mauled by a variety of men. And other photos showed her in Kacie's room just before or after with the men and her naked daughter. She looked at Dave with narrowed eyes, knowing she was treading on thin ice.

	"What do you want," she asked in a low voice.

	Dave had given this some thought in advance. His first impulse was unlimited access to free kiddy cunt. Then he considered demanding a cut of all of the action the woman was getting as her daughter's pimp. 

	But after thinking it through, Dave realized that all of that would be a mistake. He'd be making an enemy of a woman who would also have the knowledge that he was dipping his wick in an eight year-old's honey pot. It could lead to mutual blackmail - or worse. So his final plan was to be of use to her.

	"Remember the guy with the masks - Kyle Markham?"

	"He went by John Walters," Audra replied. "But his cash was good and he was discreet."

	"Not discreet enough," Dave replied as he nodded at the photos in Audra's hand. "Anyway, he will not longer be a client here. And I would like to take his place."

	"For free, I'm sure."

	"How much do you usually charge?" Dave asked. "And I want the truth the first time around."

	Audra told him and Dave nodded. With his even bigger salary, he could easily afford that.

	"Agreed," he said. "That's what I'll pay."

	Audra was confused why a man with blackmail goods on her would be willing to pay full price for her daughter's services. When Dave explained his rationale, she nodded at his logic. In fact, it was better to have someone like this as a client as he was less likely to make stupid mistakes.

	"So is Kacie available tonight?" Dave asked as he pulled a wad of bills from his pocket and counted some out. 

	"She is now."

	On the nights the men didn't come, Kacie was left undisturbed when she went to her bedroom after dinner. So she was surprised when her mother entered. The little girl's heart sank as a man followed her in. He was a new one. Her mother didn't have to say anything when she left.

	Silently, Kacie got undressed as the man did the same. She felt the man's eyes roving over her slim body, mentally penetrating her in the most horrible ways, she was sure. But when she opened her dresser drawer to get the lubricating cream, he told her to stop.

	"Please sir," she begged. "I need it or it will hurt when you go in."

	"Call me Dave," the man said as he sat on the edge of her bed. "And you don't need that stuff every time, now do you?"

	Kacie looked at her feet and shook her head. She blushed at the memories of how one man would touch her vagina and lick her there until she got all watery inside. It felt good, but then the man became like most of the others, rolling on top of her, crushing her with his weight and pushing until he soiled her sex with his semen. 

	"Come here," he said softly. 

	Kacie did as she was told, letting the man run his hands all over her quivering body, cupping her pert buttocks and massing her slender limbs. She closed her eyes when he reached her chest, expecting the hard pinches and tugs on her nipples that the man with the terrible masks always did. But she was surprised at his gentler touches and playful tweaks that brought her flesh to stiffness.

	"You like that, don't you?" he asked.

	"Yes," Kacie said, knowing she couldn't deny her body's reaction. "There's another man who hurts me there a lot but you feel good."

	"You mean the man with the masks," Dave replied, earning a stunned look from the girl. "He won't be coming back here again."

	Kacie's heart leapt at the news. Most of the other men were none to gentle with her, but the man with the masks was by far the worst. The man spider-walked his fingers up one thigh before settling on her soft, hairless mons. 

	Dave's cock lurched as his fingers tested the pliant plumpness of the little girl's pussy. It was so delectably smooth and warm under his touch. And so small. Not for the first time, Dave couldn't imagine how a man's prick got in there (albeit with some effort), but he had seen it with his own eyes plenty of times and watched it even more on his videos later. He patrolled the childish contours of her mound, burrowing ever so slightly into her slit and grazing her clitty now and then. 

	Kacie shivered from his caresses and moaned when Dave leaned forward and sucked a nipple in his mouth. No one had done this before and she was soon soaking Dave's hand with her cunny drippings. He pulled her onto the bed and parted her legs.

	"That was nice," Kacie whispered, preparing for the inevitable act that was about to come. 

	"I'm not done, yet," Dave answered. "I'm going to make you cum."

	Kacie blinked. 

	"Girls don't cum," she said. "Only men do."

	Dave just chuckled as he looked at the glistening, round swell of her mons, protruding slightly above the sleekness of her lower belly and pubis. In college, he had once had a girl friend who loved getting eaten and she had taught him a great deal about cunnilingus. Dave had an excellent memory for technique and demonstrated this as he lowered his head and commenced to munch on the eight year-old's cuntlet.

	Kacie shifted her hips and moaned as it felt like she was melting between her legs. Each time when she though it couldn't get better, he would dart his tongue someplace else or nip her in just the right way to turn the heat up inside. 

	"Ugh...I...oh...gyuh...ahh," she gasped as everything she was experiencing in her sex reached a crescendo. Her mouth kept moving as her back arched, but no sound came out. Something huge was releasing and she finally collapsed down flat on the bed again when she was done. She could see the man's prick was hard and ready and widened her legs to let him use her. 

	"Do you like a man being on top of you?" Dave asked. "Be honest - it's alright."

	"No. They're all so big and I'm real little. I can hardly breathe."

	"What about the other ways - when they're standing and holding you or when you're on all fours?"

	Kacie closed her eyes and shook her head. There was one man, huge and muscular, who would hold her like a doll as he stood while he plunged her up and down on his shaft. Two other men had recently done her while they stood, but they had done her at the same time and her pussy and anus were in agony for days afterward. Being on all fours spared her the crushing weight, but the men who took her from behind seemed to be able to push into her even hard her and hurt her just the same.

	"Have you ever been on top?" Dave asked, having never seen it while he had been observing.

	"No," she replied, trying to think how that would work.

	Dave rolled onto his back and told Kacie to climb aboard. She was experienced enough to figure out this new position and Dave sighed as he felt the moistness and heat of her as her pudgy cunny spread around his glans. Once he was at her inner entrance, the going was much harder and she grunted with effort to get him in.

	"It's okay, Sweetie," Dave soothed. "Just take your time."

	This was another surprise to the child whore, who nodded gratefully. The men were always in a hurry to shove their things into her. With Dave holding her by the waist, she rocked back and forth over his head. Slowly her entrance stretched and allowed her tiny quim to be penetrated. 

	Dave closed his eyes as the slick, meaty grip of preteen pussy engulfed his cock. He quickly opened them again as he watched his meat sink between the twin rolls of the girl's stretched labia and bore into the child's quim. He took his time, letting Kacie rock and he slightly pulled on her waist. By the time he felt her cervix, he had two thirds of his dick inside of her.

	Then Dave set about establishing a rhythm, enticing the second grader to help with her legs as she rode his cock. Every time she stroked up, he could feel her straining sheath pulling at his prick. When she came back down, it was like opening a snug, tropical flower as her sex accepted him again. 

	Pausing, he took one of her hands and placed it on the stretched opening of her pussy. Despite all of her sexual experience, Kacie had never been taught how to pleasure herself. But soon, the youngster was playing with her cunny, manipulating the clit and caressing the area where Dave's cock slid in and out of her body. It was an erotic experience for both of them and Dave made sure Kacie came again.

	As the eight year-old's sleek body shook with her orgasm, the convulsions between her thighs were more than Dave could take, he erupted, flooding the child's womb with his seed. Kacie responded with a couple of small whimpers as she felt the boiling flood fill her unready baby chamber. As she was swaying, Dave eased her down onto his chest, stroking her back and buttocks for a while before he reluctantly parted from her.

	After he left the apartment, Audra opened the door and peeked in on her daughter. Usually, Kacie was in a hurry to wash the men's leavings from her body, except when she was in too much pain to do much. But the woman had heard her daughter's sounds and knew the girl had cum at least once, if not more. Kacie lay on the bed, looking tired but in no discomfort as she was content to lie there with a hand over her dribbling snatch.

	It continued like this for two weeks, with Dave visiting three times each week. Kacie actually looked forward to his visits as he would do things to make her cum and want more, even asking her which things she liked best as he was fondling her. And he always let her ride on top.

	At the end of the second week, she had sat at her desk, fingering herself in anticipation. When he arrived, she was already quite wet - much to her slight embarrassment and to his delight. She came three times that night and when he left she was fingering her soupy little snatch, wondering when he'd be back.

	As Dave left the cum-happy little girl behind, Audra stopped him and offered him a drink. 

	"I have a proposal for you," she said. "But first, let me give you some background."

	"You've made your daughter into a whore and you want sympathy? Especially from some like me who's using her?

	"No, it's nothing like that. First, I never wanted to have her, but my father, who's a rich son-of-a-bitch, kept hinting of serious cash for the grandkids he was craving. So I'm the first one to pop a kid out, waiting for my payday. I was a fucking idiot.

	He told me to wait until the kid was six so he could judge whether they were worthy. So in the mean time, I had to pass on more lucrative job offers and promotions because I had to stay close to home and watch my little lottery ticket. 

	On Kacie's sixth birthday, I dress her up all nice and pretty to see her grandpa. He takes her into a guest bedroom and I hear her screaming her head off. When I went in, he had her clothes in shreds and was spitting in his hand. That's what he used to lube her up. 

	I didn't do anything - partly out of shock and I guess mostly because I didn't want to screw anything up with the money I was going to get. He kept going on and on how he liked his pussy hairless and juicy. The funny thing was that he never tried anything with me when I was young and I don't think he did anything to my sisters, either.

	Damn, she looked pitiful - being held down with her legs spread while her granddaddy shoved his prick against her little cunt. I mean, that little bulge between her legs was so itty-bitty that I didn't think a finger could get in there. It took a while, but Dad was never one to give up easily. I couldn't tell at first when he finally broke her cherry, but all of the sudden she got really, really quiet with a fucking stupid look on her face. Dad laughed and shoved it in harder. That's when her screaming started again. She beat on him with her fists but he just laughed as he kept going up and down, throwing his big grandpa meat into her tiny hole. Of course, she was bleeding pretty badly by then. 

	By the time he got done, she was getting quiet again. She just laid there, getting fucked and fucked hard at age six. She was just want my father wanted - certainly hairless and definitely juicy with all of the slurpy sounds her cunt was making as it got a good meat pounding. I have to admit, despite the violence, I was a turned on by watching my little girl get her pussy plugged full of cock. And she just took it all.

	Maybe it was shock, but she also had to be worn out. I don't know how long it was before my dad dumped his cum into his little baby granddaughter. His prick had her blood all over it and he used one of her legs to wipe himself clean. After he got dressed, he reached into a pocket and gave me a fifty-dollar bill.

	'That's for giving me a whore to use. Girls are just good for one thing. I had three daughters and now I want a fucking grandson. Call the number on that bill if you need a doctor to stitch her up. Aside from that, we're through unless you can whore yourself around to give me a boy.'

	And that was it. Kacie was hurt pretty badly, but she healed without a doctor. My sisters have each produced a boy since then.  

	I was so pissed off - not about him fucking Kacie but about the money. I wasn't going to keep having babies just to give him a grandson. And I was pissed at Kacie for being a girl. I know it's not rational, but that's life. I figured if she's going to keep me down, I may as well get something from it. So three months after her grandfather raped her little cherry pie, Kacie went pro."

	Dave was glad they were seated at the kitchen table because his cock was hard again and the bulge would probably show in his pants. He felt a little guilty, but as Audra had dismissively put it, that's life. 

	"These apartments aren't cheap," Dave said. "So you've been doing alright."

	"But that's just it. I want more than 'alright' - a lot more. And I have an opportunity to do it in my real job. And that's where my proposal comes in."

	"Go on."

	"I have to travel a lot - all over the world - and I have no one to leave Kacie with. Dad's out of the question - he wouldn't take her since she's used goods. I wouldn't leave her with any of the other clients - even the ones who don't seem that bad - because there's no telling what they would do to her if they had her so much. And that might lead to police involvement and, well, you can figure the rest. So, since you live in the building, what about you taking her in when I'm gone?"

	"Seriously?"

	"Why not? She likes you - has the hots for you, really. I didn't think little girls could cum before you showed up. You obviously like her. And you're no idiot from how you handled things when you first arrived."

	Dave was definitely ready to do this, but he had one reservation. 

	"No more clients for her," he insisted. 

	"Good riddance," said Audra. "It was always risky, anyway. I'll put word out that we had to stop - it's not like they're going to complain to the Better Business Bureau. They'll find other kids, I'm sure. If you want, I can put you in touch with my middle men and they can hook you up with more little girls. Maybe they could come over and have a slumber party with you and Kacie."

	That was sure as hell tempting, but Dave dismissed that part of her offer - for now. 

	"Just Kacie will be fine."

	Audra raised her glass in salute and finished the contents.

	"Great," she said. "I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll tell her to go to your place after school. She can watch herself for a few hours.

	
ONE WEEK LATER

	Audra said she would be gone for weeks at a time and that suited Dave and Kacie just fine. The little girl was always naked and usually quite gooey where it counted when Dave came home, eager to be loved. They would have sex before dinner and then a longer run afterward. 

	Kacie became more trusting of Dave and allowed him to be more adventurous in their activities. Dave was always careful with her and was sure to give her a couple of climaxes along the way. Dave also discovered that Kacie didn't mind tasting her pussy essence on his prick if she sucked him off to yet another orgasm after they had copulated. She had explained that the man with the masks would make her use her mouth on him after he had been in her ass - and that was something she didn't like at all.

	When they were done, Kacie would fall asleep naked in Dave's bed while he went to watch TV or do other things around the apartment. Then he would go to bed, snuggling next to the eight year-old who would murmur in her sleep and press back against him. More than once, they went at it again in the morning. For Dave, there was no coffee that could match having a little girl whose nude body was painted in the morning sunlight happily bouncing on his cock until he shot another load into her slippery cuntlet.

	Tonight, Dave had finally coaxed the girl to let him have her up the ass. She was understandably nervous, based on past experience, but Dave was slow and patient and took the time to molest her quim until she wet his hand with her juices as she came sharply. With the girl completely happy and relaxed, Dave was able to give her a firm anal workout, ramming her at full speed from behind while Kacie rocked back to meet him like an aroused little tigress. She was balanced on one hand as the other was frantically digging at her chubby twat.

	Her rectum clung to his cock, churning its oily surfaces against his member as if trying to yank the jism from his balls. When he finally sprayed his load in Kacie's overheated bowels, he triggered another climax for her. This made her guts clench and wring every drop of semen from him.

	Afterward, Kacie was worried he might ask her to clean him off with her mouth. But he carried her to the bathtub instead where they both soaked in the warm water. Kacie lovingly cleaned Dave's cock with a washcloth. When it was well washed, it stood erect and Kacie lowered her head to it. Dave was still amazed how much cock the little ex-prostitute could take in her mouth. The eight year-old had no difficulty swallowing every bit of sperm her man gave her.

	Now as he lay behind her, both on their sides, the round little orbs of her ass made Dave's cock stir again. While she slept, Dave rubbed his member between them until he was completely stiff. Then he eased his prick between her thighs, dry humping her from behind. The friction on her pussy woke the girl, who reached down and grabbed his cock head with both hands.

	"Is it morning yet?" she asked, confused by the darkness.

	"12:10 - close enough."

	Kacie shivered with anticipation as Dave rolled to his back and placed her on top of him. The little girl scooted her butt back and forth, rubbing her hairless cunny along his shaft to make herself wet and ready for her lover.


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