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This was the first story of this kind I read, but I was a little disappointed with some of the small grammatical and punctuation errors in the original version, so went through it and fixed the errors I saw. After a while, I realised that I could probably re-write it, add a bit here and there, rejig some of the contents so that continuity was there. I don't want to take credit for this story – that goes to Kinnik. I have tried to contact Kinnik to ask permission to do this, but have been unable to do so. If you are reading this, I hope you don't mind that I have rewritten this and posted it here. I can't take it down from the ASSM archives, but if you request I will take it down from my own site. The story is probably a little departure from my normal type of story that I've posted. This story contains textual depictions of a young girl being brutally raped and murdered. If this is not your type of story, or reading such literature is illegal in your country or jurisdiction, then please read no further. I do not condone the actions depicted herein. Children are to be respected, not abused. If you do what is written below, you deserve to have what's coming to you.
Nobody really paid any attention to the man walking his dog through the park. That was, until the dog started a fight with another dog. He was a vicious brute when he got going, and his fights were often quite spectacular. This one was no exception. Many people crowded around the two fighting dogs while the dog owner tried to separate the two fighting dogs, yelling, shouting and apologising.
Nobody noticed the other man quickly spirit the little girl away from the scene.
The two men worked together often, and they had done the dogfight method a few times now, always in different areas so nobody would piece together the same MO. It was Gary's turn to pick up the girl while Sam set the dog fighting. Fifteen minutes later, the two men would meet at a prearranged spot, climb into the van, and disappear off to an old abandoned warehouse that they had used before.
Gary sat in the back of the van with the girl while Sam drove. The girl was around ten or eleven years old, blonde hair cropped at her shoulders, had slightly tanned skin and a heart shaped face. Her large brown eyes were looking scared as she looked at Gary, tears beginning to well up inside them. She hadn't spoken yet, smart enough to know that she was in some deep trouble.
"What's your name honey?" Gary asked sweetly.
"Anne," the girl whispered back, not averting her gaze from the man.
"How old are you Anne?"
"Ten."
"That's nice. You seem like a smart girl Anne, do you know about sex yet?"
More of Anne's tears started to well up in her eyes as she nodded doubtfully. She knew enough to fear the implications of that question.
"Very good," Gary said. "That's what all this is about. My friend and I are going to rape you."
Anne was trying very hard not to cry. Not bad for a ten year old, thought Gary. He continued.
"Do you know what rape is, sweetie?"
She nodded again, and Gary wondered whether she really did know, or whether it was only the half-knowledge that children – well, innocent children – have about sex. The law of averages meant that every so often they grabbed a girl who had already been abused in some way. Gary liked those girls especially as they had a certain vulnerability that he loved to exploit. Anne, he guessed, was not one of these girls.
"What about death, you know about death yeah?" he asked, smiling.
Anne's tears began to run down her cheeks now as she nodded unhappily.
"Wow, you are a smart girl," Gary said. "That's also what's going to happen to you today. When we've fucked you all we want to, we're going to kill you. Actually, we'll probably kill you while we're still fucking you, and we might keep on fucking you after we've killed you." He paused. "It all comes down to the same thing really – you're going to suffer, then you're going to die. And you're never going to see your parents or your friends, or anybody ever again."
More tears fell down the preteen's face, and she was trembling now as she cried. She looked away from Gary, too scared to say anything.
"But it's okay. You know why?"
He kept looking at her until she made eye contact with him again, then repeated the question. She shook her head timidly.
"Because that's what little girls like you are made for – to make men happy. Did you know that?"
"No," she said in a small voice.
"Well, it's true. It's a secret that grownups hardly ever talk about. But little girls, and big girls too, were created for one reason only and that is to do things for men. Sex things especially, but anything that the men want. That's why so many little girls disappear all the time, and why the ones that grow up get big titties and round arses. Because men like that. You're actually very lucky. Today you get to be everything a little girl should be.
Her face scrunched up. "Are you really going to kill me?"
"Yep"
"Please don't. I'll be good, I swear. I'll never do anything wrong again in my life. Just let me go, please. I won't tell anybody anything. Honestly. Please let me go. Please!" Anne started pleading with Gary but to no avail.
"I'm afraid it's too late for that," he said as the van slowed down to a stop. Gary grabbed Anne's wrist and pulled her out of the back door, to be joined by Sam who held a black duffel bag in one hand and the dog's lead in the other. He looked at the girl and grinned.
"Damn, we got a cutie this time. And you've been scaring her already."
"Just relating the facts man," Gary said laughing.
They walked into the abandoned warehouse and went straight to where they had their stuff from last time they were here. They undressed and commanded Anne to take her clothes off as well. After a slight hesitation, she obeyed them, too cowed to do anything else. They noticed that her tanned skin had a visible line where she normally wore a one-piece swimming costume. That just added to her cuteness.
Gary dragged two wooden crates over for them to sit on, and made Anne get between them. Gary put his semi-erect cock by her mouth and told her to suck him off and Sam took her from behind. She was utterly inexperienced and her fear made her clumsy, but neither of the men cared much. In fact, it was why they liked doing this. Sam used spit to get his cock and his fingers wet, and began to finger fuck her little pussy to get it ready for him to enter properly. She squirmed under his abuse, but as Gary was holding her head to his crotch she didn't have that much freedom of movement. It wasn't long before Sam decided that she was wet enough, and slowly started to work the head of his cock into her waiting virgin pussy. They had done this so many times before, both men knew each other's rhythm well and were soon fucking each end of the poor ten year old in sync. After what seemed like forever for Anne, Gary finally moaned and shot his load down her young throat, forcing her to swallow. Sam kept on fucking for a while more before cumming in her cunt.
They both pulled out and let go, and Anne crouched down on her knees between them, crying and gagging at the taste of cum in her inexperienced mouth. Anne hoped it was over and that that was the worst of what going to happen to her. She was wrong. Now that the urgency had gone, they could have a little more abstract fun with the girl. They knew that they only had a short while before she was noticed missing and the people in the park would start to piece things together, a couple of hours at the most. That was plenty of time though.
Gary grabbed the girl and half carried, half dragged her over to where a rope hung from the ceiling. He tied her wrists to it, and let her go so she just hung there. She was able to stand on tiptoes on the ground which allowed her to take most of the weight off her wrists but only just.
Gary went over to the bag and got some tools out of it. He tore a strip of gaffer tape off a roll and taped her mouth shut. There wasn't anybody around for miles, but while erotic at first, a child's screams can start to become very shrill and annoying, and although Anne had been quiet up until now, they expected that she would start to scream very, very soon. He walked over to where his trousers were and took the belt out, just as Sam had already done. They began to take turns to belt the small girl with their belts, each trying to get a bigger reaction than the other. The blows landed all up and down her young body and behind the tape she howled with what must have been the worst pain of her short life so far. No part of her body was spared; the two men mainly aimed for her arse, upper legs, pussy and chest, but stray blows landed on her lower legs, her arms and face. Very quickly, red stripes and bruises started appearing all across her body and her face was read with her screaming and crying. It was only a few minutes before both the men were both hard again, and both had wide grins on their faces.
"I'm going to shove my fist up your cunt, cutie-pie," Sam said. Gary grinned even more and watched as Sam made good on his promise. She had closed up again from her recent fuck, and Sam had to start by inserting one finger, then another until he managed to fit his entire hand into her small immature pussy. He pushed further until he managed to get it up about half way down his forearm. He slowly took it out then shoved it back in, fucking her with his arm as hard as he could. Anne endured this for about a minute or so before she fainted as her body couldn't cope with any more pain and she fainted.
When the two men saw this, they let her down again. Gary laid her across a crate, knelt behind her and began to sodomise the unconscious preteen. Sam knelt in front of her, removed the tape from her mouth and slapped her awake. As soon as she woke, he shoved his cock into her mouth and roughly fucked her face until he was ready to ejaculate. When he was, he pulled out and coated her still cute face with his cum, sticking the tape back over her mouth before she had a chance to scream. Cum got into the girl's eyes, but Sam wasn't sure that she noticed as Gary was brutally fucking her arse, and the pain was obviously incredible judging by the look on her face.
"How's her arse?" he asked.
Gary grunted. "Insanely tight," he said. Sam left him to it and retrieved a baseball bat from the bag. When he returned, Gary was cumming into the battered little bitch. Sam waited for his friend to pull out and stood in front of the little girl and aimed a stream of piss at her face. She scrunched her eyes up as the urine spashed over her face mixing with the blood and semen already there. Gary chuckled and joined in, pissing over her back. By the time they were done, she was soaking wet with their urine, her blonde hair sticking to her face.
Gary took the baseball bat from Sam, so Sam took Anne, and hoisted her back up to the rope, this time strung up upside down by her ankles like a piece of meat. Seeing how the girl was hanging, Gary swung the bat, slamming it into her side. There was a satisfying crunching sound as her ribs broke, and she let out a low moan as if she was a dying animal, which, to Gary, was all she was now. She swung around wildly now like a piñata. He swung again and caught her on her small arse this time.
By now, Sam had taken his switchblade from his trouser pockets, and Gary stopped hitting Anne with the baseball bat and let Sam have his go at her. He stood in front of her and kicked her head. It landed against her jaw. He heard a snap and he yelped.
"Shit, maybe I'd better save that for when I've got my shoes on," he said.
Gary laughed at Sam's misfortune. "Watch this man," he said, thrusting the bat forwards like a lance, punching Anne with it in her gut. The hanging cutie produced a nice 'ooof' sound as she was winded. He then took the bat, and started to insert the small end into her pussy. The fisting she had already endured had left the opening widened, and he was able to shove most of it down with little trouble. Gary suspected that they must have ruptured the wall of her womb by now – now way would there be that much space inside a small ten-year-old.
Anne hung there, upside down, raped and beaten, with the thick end of a baseball bat protruding from her pussy. Piss, cum and blood dribbled off her. They doubted she could see much as her eyes were red with crying and with the irritation of the men's urine. Gary took the camera from the bag and began to take pictures of her.
"You've never looked more beautiful, Annie-baby," he cooed.
Sam sniggered, walked to the girl and started to slice one of her nipples off. It was hard going as they were barely budding, but he managed it then pushed it into her anus. He then took his blade and inserted it into her navel. He enlarged the hole until it was wide enough and then began screwing it like it was just another fuckhole.
"Eww, gross man," said Gary.
"Hey, you do your thing and I'll do mine," Sam said. "Get this on tape, but make sure you don't get the face.
Gary complied. He didn't mind that much really, but enjoyed ribbing his partner about his bloodier habits. Gary liked knives but wasn't that partial to blood, and it was a little disturbing to him watching Sam hump away at the bleeding girl. Suddenly, Sam stopped and pulled out.
"Hey, check this out," he said, beckoning Sam over. He used the knife to widen the hole and spread the wound open so the camera could see what he was on about. Gary laughed out loud. At the back of the new cunt that Sam had carved into Anne's abdomen, the smooth wooden pole of the baseball bat that they had rammed into her pussy was visible.
They knew the girl was on her way out now, Sam's bloody fuck had made the girl lose a lot of blood. Gary reached up to pull the bat out, obviously intending to get his last fuck one way or the other.
"No man, leave it in!" Sam said.
"Shit, I want to fuck her again," Gary said. He considered it for a second. "I guess I'll do her mouth one last time. I guess she's past the screaming stage now."
In truth, she was pretty much past everything now. He ripped the tape off her mouth, taking some of her hair with it. She gurgled feebly. Blood from both her pussy and her abdominal wound was tricking down her chest and her throat and reaching her face. She was only semi-conscious at best. Pulling her mouth open, he called for Sam to get the pliers from their tools so he could start to extract her teeth. He didn't bother with the molars or anything, just the front ones, turning her mouth into a smooth new pussy. Then he took her head with both hands, and began to pump it up and down his dick. Her new lack of teeth permitted him that much more depth and he could get all of his cock into her mouth and down her throat with each insertion. It didn't take long for him to cum, but by the time he did, the preteen bitch formerly known as Anne had finally died. It was probably a mix of asphyxia and a loss of blood, but it was hard to tell for certain. It didn't really matter anyway.
Untying her, they put her on the floor and pulled the baseball bat out of her pussy with a sloppy sound and blood and cum and some of her guts came out of her with it. They took some more photos of her dead body. These would be sent anonymously to Anne's parents to show them what had happened to their precious baby. Using an axe, they dismembered the body, taking more photos as they did so, then ground it up and fed it to the dog. That was the other reason that the dog was useful to their expeditions.
