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  "writing": "[u][b]Part 2: Execution[/b][/u]\n\nThe day in question, when you show up at Francis' doorstep, you wonder if there is still time to change your mind before you ring the bell; to give up this foolish plan of yours, to call it off. \n\nYou would have to run back to the car you parked a good ten minutes away. Rush through traffic to get home. Even driving fast, it would take another ten minutes. Too late by then. That was by design. \n\nWhen you talked to Francis today, you had offered one last chance to call it off. But now that he had agreed to it, the horse had shown no signs of having second thoughts. He was even more determined than you.\n\nYou both agreed that the burner phones you had purchased a week ago to communicate without leaving any trace would stay in the car, battery out. This way, there would be no second guessing, no last-minute calls.\n\nYou swear under your breath: \"Fuck it.\" \n\nYou ring the doorbell. No going back now. \n\nYou're dressed like a delivery man, and you have a big cardboard box in your hands. There is nothing inside except some random junk, to give it a bit of weight. Francis told you to pretend it was an important package for him, so that Clementine would let you carry it inside.\n\nYou ring the bell again, making sure anyone spying at you from the windows can see you clearly carrying the box. Finally, you hear someone fumble with the lock, and the door opens slightly ajar. Clementine, the little filly you were here for peeks at you from the opening. She looks uncertain.\n\n\"Hello? My Dad is not home, can you come back later?\" she says in a shy tone.\n\n\"Hi sweety, I have a package here for Mr. Francis Parish. Is that your dad?\" you reply in as friendly a tone as you can muster.\n\n\"Yes, that's my daddy. But he's not here!\"\n\n\"That's okay sweety, I can just leave the package with you then.\" You reply.\n\n\"Can't you leave it next to the door?\" she asks, unsure of what to do.\n\n\"I could do that, but it's going to rain soon, see these clouds?\" You gesture behind you at the sky. There is no risk of rain, but she is too young to know that. \"Won't your daddy be angry if the package gets damaged by the rain?\"\n\nNow more worried about inconveniencing her father than for her safety, she opens the door further:\n\n\"Oh, okay, then just push it inside please. Thank you.\" She asks politely.\n\n\"Apparently it's a coffee machine for the kitchen. Do you want me to carry it there?\" you add, in as helpful a tone as you can.\n\n\"No, it's okay, just put it next to the doo... -\" you interrupt her by forcing your way in, still sporting a friendly smile.\n\n\"That's okay sweety, it's no problem at all, I'll just carry it there for your dad and I'll be on my way.\"\n\nUnable to stop you, but with no reason to panic yet, she forces a polite smile at this intrusive adult and reluctantly leads the way to the kitchen. When she was at school, you and Francis gave each other a tour of each other's houses so that you would be familiar with the terrain. You know where everything is, and the door to the basement is right where it is supposed to be, wide open.\n\n\"Okay then, you can leave it on the table here, please. Thank you, mister.\" She points at the kitchen table and, as you dump the useless box there, she looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to leave.\n\nCalmly, you walk back to the front door, but instead of going out, you take one last look at the street. Nobody there. You close the door in front of you, and as the key is still in the lock, you turn it once then pocket it.\n\nThe little filly looks at you, her eyes wide with surprise. She does not realize yet how much danger she is in.\n\n\"Mister? Why did you -\"\n\n\"Hey kiddo, we have to go to the basement now.\" You tell her, your friendly tone all gone, replaced by a dry, nervous croak.\n\n\"Why?\" she says, still confused.\n\n\"Because I say so.\"\n\nFinally, she realizes something is very wrong. Tears come up to her eyes and she shakes her head.\n\n\"No! You have to leave! Give back the key!\" the little filly says, trying to remain in control.\n\n\"Come with me now.\" You take her arm and drag her towards the basement door.\n\nAll the way down the basement stairs, she fights you. She is a brave soul, putting all her strength to resist your grapple, even slipping from your grip a few times by wriggling away. But you are stronger and faster: before she can climb back up, you simply catch her again by the shoulders and drag her behind you. Near the bottom of the stairs, she starts yelling and screaming, hoping someone will help her. Too late for that, as you are deep inside their home and the basement is well isolated.\n\nShe is such a brave girl. She tries to hit you, punching you in the gut with her little fists, kicking you in the legs and even tries to bite you. You easily ignore it all, only grabbing her by the neck when she tries to bite. You agreed with Francis to not intentionally hurt each other's kid, to a reasonable extent. Once you throw her on the mattress, she remains combative, so you use some of the zip ties you brought with you to tie her legs and arms, letting her exhaust herself rolling around the soft material, still yelling and screeching.\n\nYou wonder if Aurora will show as much stubbornness when Francis lays his hands on her. Somehow you doubt it. Your daughter is a fun, happy kid, but she is quick to become despondent when faced with adversity. All kids are so different, you think to yourself as the little Clementine fights you like a devil while you hold her still to carefully rip her clothes off, not bothering to unbutton anything. \n\nAs you reveal her naked body, you can appreciate the shape of the little cub more plainly. Her dad was not exaggerating when he praised her svelte form. She is only ten, but her little tits are already showing, and her small, cute butt is so tempting you can feel yourself growing inside your pants. \n\nDressed down to only her panties, Clementine seems to have lost some of her spirit, panting in exhaustion from all the screaming and kicking, the zip ties on her legs and arms not letting her do more than rolling around helplessly. Tentatively, you bring a paw to her little breasts to caress them, but she quickly reacts to it by trying to bite you again. Tired of this game, you push her back into the mattress and pin her down by the throat. She tries to kick you again with both legs, but her exhausted body betrays her: she misses, her legs too tired to be accurate.\n\nSatisfied that she poses you no threat, one hand still pinning her down, you bring your other paw to her panties and easily rip them away. You bring your thumb to her cunny and gently probe it. She flinches, tensing against your touch, and closes herself as much as she can, holding her legs tight, and it does not help that you've zip tied them together. The mattress her father prepared for you in the basement is right next to some pipes from the house's heating system, so it should be an easy job to tie her wrists to them. \n\nYou first turn her around so that she lies on her belly, and once you are done, her arms and hands are locked in place, tied to the pipes. Her face is pushed down into the mattress. She's unable to turn around to watch you, but she still tries to blindly kick you when you cut the zip ties on her legs. \n\nHer movements are slow, sluggish. She does hit you a few times, but it does not hurt. It would be amusing, in different circumstances. Sporting a sad smile, you kneel behind her, caressing the fur on her legs, bringing your paws between her thighs to spread them apart. Again, she tries to kick you, but misses. Satisfied that she won't be able to hurt you in this position, you go down on her, bringing your muzzle between her legs, lapping at her cunny to warm her up. \n\nWhen your warm canine tongue touches her female parts, she screams in surprise and fear. One last attempt to call for help, she makes a piercing cry that lasts for several seconds... You briefly consider gagging her, just as her voice breaks down into sobs. No need.\n\nAs you massage her labia with your tongue, her body betrays her in a new way, showing clear signs of pleasure. She cannot stay as tense, as closed to you as before, and she even starts trembling slightly. You keep going.\n\nStill crying, tears flowing down on the other end of the mattress where her head is pushed against it, she gets her first female orgasm: mixing with your saliva, warm liquid trickles out of her vagina as she shakes from the pleasure.\n\nReluctantly, you remove your muzzle from between her legs. Making a little cub like her cum was more fun that you had expected, but your time is limited. Again, you bring a thumb to her entrance and probe it: much better. You can insert the tip of your finger inside her. She gasps when you do, you're intruding somewhere where no one has ever touched her before. \n\nWith a tinge of regret, you realize if you had had a little more time, you could have carefully led her into enjoying herself. But by now, you doubt Francis is caring for your little Aurora as gently as you are treating his precious Clementine. You only have a bit less than two hours left to hold up your end of the deal, and you have a feeling the stallion will not hesitate to be rough with your daughter.\n\nBehind her, you take a few steps forward on your knees, spreading her legs apart further until they are on either side of your hips. With one arm, you adjust her body by lifting her up a little, lining her wet cunny with your crotch. With the other paw, you bring down your pants and underwear, revealing your big, red, fully erect cock. Your knot is already out of its sheath, although not yet fully engorged. That will come later, when you tie with her.\n\nYou hesitate one last time. But then you imagine Aurora, only a few miles away, being penetrated by the stallion's long horse cock. The least you can do now is to return the favour.\n\nYou press your pointy cock tip against her cunny, guiding it in with one hand, and as it enters her, the little filly gasps, then produces a weird noise, a mix between a cough and a hiccup of surprise. She tries to shake you off by wriggling away from you to no avail. To keep yourself inside her, you move your hips forward to penetrate her more. Aided by the mix of bodily fluids, your cock slides deep inside her. She screams. You ignore her and push yourself inside her as much as you can. \n\nYou get half of your manhood inside her in the first push, but that is not enough. You have to do way better than that for her dad. Again and again, you force your shaft inside of the little filly, and over time it gets easier and easier to penetrate her, her body accepting more and more of you.\n\nDuring the next two hours, you tie with the little girl twice, and cum inside of her at least three times, after each orgasm you start working on the next hole, showing her how to pleasure a male anally as well, then orally. When you switched from her pussy to her rectum, she had only enough strength to screech and tense herself a few more times before she gave up, and once you untied from it you left a gaping, huge mess. By then she was suitably broken for you to free her arms from the zip ties so as to turn her face up on the mattress. She was too much outside her mind to fight or bite, so all you needed to do was to hold her muzzle open with your paws and pump one final load inside her throat. She even briefly lost consciousness when you blocked her airways with your long canine shaft, but you made sure to let her breathe a few times before you finished, leaving a warm load of cum inside her stomach.\n\nWhen you finally step away from her to take a look at your work, you worry. Not for the little destroyed filly in front of you, her body lying still on the mattress, passed out, covered in your cum. No, your mind is far away, thinking about your little Aurora, no doubt in the same, disastrous state.\n\nThe thought gives you a huge sense of urgency. You look at the time, and notice you went over the agreed upon time by a few minutes. You dress up and run back up the stairs, leaving the filly attached to the heat pipes with another set of zip ties, just in case. Her father will be here soon enough, but you don't want her to wake up and try to find another adult before he arrives. You leave the same way you came, making sure to lock the door on the way out. You have to resist the urge to sprint to your car, not wanting to draw any attention. Your daughter is waiting for you. All alone and miserable. You have to get home.\n\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'><span class='underline'><strong>Part 2: Execution</strong></span><br /><br />The day in question, when you show up at Francis&#039; doorstep, you wonder if there is still time to change your mind before you ring the bell; to give up this foolish plan of yours, to call it off. <br /><br />You would have to run back to the car you parked a good ten minutes away. Rush through traffic to get home. Even driving fast, it would take another ten minutes. Too late by then. That was by design. <br /><br />When you talked to Francis today, you had offered one last chance to call it off. But now that he had agreed to it, the horse had shown no signs of having second thoughts. He was even more determined than you.<br /><br />You both agreed that the burner phones you had purchased a week ago to communicate without leaving any trace would stay in the car, battery out. This way, there would be no second guessing, no last-minute calls.<br /><br />You swear under your breath: &quot;Fuck it.&quot; <br /><br />You ring the doorbell. No going back now. <br /><br />You&#039;re dressed like a delivery man, and you have a big cardboard box in your hands. There is nothing inside except some random junk, to give it a bit of weight. Francis told you to pretend it was an important package for him, so that Clementine would let you carry it inside.<br /><br />You ring the bell again, making sure anyone spying at you from the windows can see you clearly carrying the box. Finally, you hear someone fumble with the lock, and the door opens slightly ajar. Clementine, the little filly you were here for peeks at you from the opening. She looks uncertain.<br /><br />&quot;Hello? My Dad is not home, can you come back later?&quot; she says in a shy tone.<br /><br />&quot;Hi sweety, I have a package here for Mr. Francis Parish. Is that your dad?&quot; you reply in as friendly a tone as you can muster.<br /><br />&quot;Yes, that&#039;s my daddy. But he&#039;s not here!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;That&#039;s okay sweety, I can just leave the package with you then.&quot; You reply.<br /><br />&quot;Can&#039;t you leave it next to the door?&quot; she asks, unsure of what to do.<br /><br />&quot;I could do that, but it&#039;s going to rain soon, see these clouds?&quot; You gesture behind you at the sky. There is no risk of rain, but she is too young to know that. &quot;Won&#039;t your daddy be angry if the package gets damaged by the rain?&quot;<br /><br />Now more worried about inconveniencing her father than for her safety, she opens the door further:<br /><br />&quot;Oh, okay, then just push it inside please. Thank you.&quot; She asks politely.<br /><br />&quot;Apparently it&#039;s a coffee machine for the kitchen. Do you want me to carry it there?&quot; you add, in as helpful a tone as you can.<br /><br />&quot;No, it&#039;s okay, just put it next to the doo... -&quot; you interrupt her by forcing your way in, still sporting a friendly smile.<br /><br />&quot;That&#039;s okay sweety, it&#039;s no problem at all, I&#039;ll just carry it there for your dad and I&#039;ll be on my way.&quot;<br /><br />Unable to stop you, but with no reason to panic yet, she forces a polite smile at this intrusive adult and reluctantly leads the way to the kitchen. When she was at school, you and Francis gave each other a tour of each other&#039;s houses so that you would be familiar with the terrain. You know where everything is, and the door to the basement is right where it is supposed to be, wide open.<br /><br />&quot;Okay then, you can leave it on the table here, please. Thank you, mister.&quot; She points at the kitchen table and, as you dump the useless box there, she looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to leave.<br /><br />Calmly, you walk back to the front door, but instead of going out, you take one last look at the street. Nobody there. You close the door in front of you, and as the key is still in the lock, you turn it once then pocket it.<br /><br />The little filly looks at you, her eyes wide with surprise. She does not realize yet how much danger she is in.<br /><br />&quot;Mister? Why did you -&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Hey kiddo, we have to go to the basement now.&quot; You tell her, your friendly tone all gone, replaced by a dry, nervous croak.<br /><br />&quot;Why?&quot; she says, still confused.<br /><br />&quot;Because I say so.&quot;<br /><br />Finally, she realizes something is very wrong. Tears come up to her eyes and she shakes her head.<br /><br />&quot;No! You have to leave! Give back the key!&quot; the little filly says, trying to remain in control.<br /><br />&quot;Come with me now.&quot; You take her arm and drag her towards the basement door.<br /><br />All the way down the basement stairs, she fights you. She is a brave soul, putting all her strength to resist your grapple, even slipping from your grip a few times by wriggling away. But you are stronger and faster: before she can climb back up, you simply catch her again by the shoulders and drag her behind you. Near the bottom of the stairs, she starts yelling and screaming, hoping someone will help her. Too late for that, as you are deep inside their home and the basement is well isolated.<br /><br />She is such a brave girl. She tries to hit you, punching you in the gut with her little fists, kicking you in the legs and even tries to bite you. You easily ignore it all, only grabbing her by the neck when she tries to bite. You agreed with Francis to not intentionally hurt each other&#039;s kid, to a reasonable extent. Once you throw her on the mattress, she remains combative, so you use some of the zip ties you brought with you to tie her legs and arms, letting her exhaust herself rolling around the soft material, still yelling and screeching.<br /><br />You wonder if Aurora will show as much stubbornness when Francis lays his hands on her. Somehow you doubt it. Your daughter is a fun, happy kid, but she is quick to become despondent when faced with adversity. All kids are so different, you think to yourself as the little Clementine fights you like a devil while you hold her still to carefully rip her clothes off, not bothering to unbutton anything. <br /><br />As you reveal her naked body, you can appreciate the shape of the little cub more plainly. Her dad was not exaggerating when he praised her svelte form. She is only ten, but her little tits are already showing, and her small, cute butt is so tempting you can feel yourself growing inside your pants. <br /><br />Dressed down to only her panties, Clementine seems to have lost some of her spirit, panting in exhaustion from all the screaming and kicking, the zip ties on her legs and arms not letting her do more than rolling around helplessly. Tentatively, you bring a paw to her little breasts to caress them, but she quickly reacts to it by trying to bite you again. Tired of this game, you push her back into the mattress and pin her down by the throat. She tries to kick you again with both legs, but her exhausted body betrays her: she misses, her legs too tired to be accurate.<br /><br />Satisfied that she poses you no threat, one hand still pinning her down, you bring your other paw to her panties and easily rip them away. You bring your thumb to her cunny and gently probe it. She flinches, tensing against your touch, and closes herself as much as she can, holding her legs tight, and it does not help that you&#039;ve zip tied them together. The mattress her father prepared for you in the basement is right next to some pipes from the house&#039;s heating system, so it should be an easy job to tie her wrists to them. <br /><br />You first turn her around so that she lies on her belly, and once you are done, her arms and hands are locked in place, tied to the pipes. Her face is pushed down into the mattress. She&#039;s unable to turn around to watch you, but she still tries to blindly kick you when you cut the zip ties on her legs. <br /><br />Her movements are slow, sluggish. She does hit you a few times, but it does not hurt. It would be amusing, in different circumstances. Sporting a sad smile, you kneel behind her, caressing the fur on her legs, bringing your paws between her thighs to spread them apart. Again, she tries to kick you, but misses. Satisfied that she won&#039;t be able to hurt you in this position, you go down on her, bringing your muzzle between her legs, lapping at her cunny to warm her up. <br /><br />When your warm canine tongue touches her female parts, she screams in surprise and fear. One last attempt to call for help, she makes a piercing cry that lasts for several seconds... You briefly consider gagging her, just as her voice breaks down into sobs. No need.<br /><br />As you massage her labia with your tongue, her body betrays her in a new way, showing clear signs of pleasure. She cannot stay as tense, as closed to you as before, and she even starts trembling slightly. You keep going.<br /><br />Still crying, tears flowing down on the other end of the mattress where her head is pushed against it, she gets her first female orgasm: mixing with your saliva, warm liquid trickles out of her vagina as she shakes from the pleasure.<br /><br />Reluctantly, you remove your muzzle from between her legs. Making a little cub like her cum was more fun that you had expected, but your time is limited. Again, you bring a thumb to her entrance and probe it: much better. You can insert the tip of your finger inside her. She gasps when you do, you&#039;re intruding somewhere where no one has ever touched her before. <br /><br />With a tinge of regret, you realize if you had had a little more time, you could have carefully led her into enjoying herself. But by now, you doubt Francis is caring for your little Aurora as gently as you are treating his precious Clementine. You only have a bit less than two hours left to hold up your end of the deal, and you have a feeling the stallion will not hesitate to be rough with your daughter.<br /><br />Behind her, you take a few steps forward on your knees, spreading her legs apart further until they are on either side of your hips. With one arm, you adjust her body by lifting her up a little, lining her wet cunny with your crotch. With the other paw, you bring down your pants and underwear, revealing your big, red, fully erect cock. Your knot is already out of its sheath, although not yet fully engorged. That will come later, when you tie with her.<br /><br />You hesitate one last time. But then you imagine Aurora, only a few miles away, being penetrated by the stallion&#039;s long horse cock. The least you can do now is to return the favour.<br /><br />You press your pointy cock tip against her cunny, guiding it in with one hand, and as it enters her, the little filly gasps, then produces a weird noise, a mix between a cough and a hiccup of surprise. She tries to shake you off by wriggling away from you to no avail. To keep yourself inside her, you move your hips forward to penetrate her more. Aided by the mix of bodily fluids, your cock slides deep inside her. She screams. You ignore her and push yourself inside her as much as you can. <br /><br />You get half of your manhood inside her in the first push, but that is not enough. You have to do way better than that for her dad. Again and again, you force your shaft inside of the little filly, and over time it gets easier and easier to penetrate her, her body accepting more and more of you.<br /><br />During the next two hours, you tie with the little girl twice, and cum inside of her at least three times, after each orgasm you start working on the next hole, showing her how to pleasure a male anally as well, then orally. When you switched from her pussy to her rectum, she had only enough strength to screech and tense herself a few more times before she gave up, and once you untied from it you left a gaping, huge mess. By then she was suitably broken for you to free her arms from the zip ties so as to turn her face up on the mattress. She was too much outside her mind to fight or bite, so all you needed to do was to hold her muzzle open with your paws and pump one final load inside her throat. She even briefly lost consciousness when you blocked her airways with your long canine shaft, but you made sure to let her breathe a few times before you finished, leaving a warm load of cum inside her stomach.<br /><br />When you finally step away from her to take a look at your work, you worry. Not for the little destroyed filly in front of you, her body lying still on the mattress, passed out, covered in your cum. No, your mind is far away, thinking about your little Aurora, no doubt in the same, disastrous state.<br /><br />The thought gives you a huge sense of urgency. You look at the time, and notice you went over the agreed upon time by a few minutes. You dress up and run back up the stairs, leaving the filly attached to the heat pipes with another set of zip ties, just in case. Her father will be here soon enough, but you don&#039;t want her to wake up and try to find another adult before he arrives. You leave the same way you came, making sure to lock the door on the way out. You have to resist the urge to sprint to your car, not wanting to draw any attention. Your daughter is waiting for you. All alone and miserable. You have to get home.<br /><br /></span>",
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