------------------------------------------ Public Servant {RivYavtry} (Mg nc sci-fi?) ------------------------------------------ There she was, strolling along the sidewalk on schedule, Long blonde hair, school uniform of scarlet jacket and grey skirt, her white cotton ankle socks flickering like a beacon in the sunlight. I pulled up my van alongside her and wound down the window. "Hi, you're Jennie aren't you? Your mother's been held up at work." That much at least was true, due to a snap inspection arranged by my colleagues. "She asked me to pick you up from school. Sorry I'm a bit late," I continued. "Hop in and I'll give you a lift." The girl wrinkled her cute little nose. "I don't know you. Mummy told me never to accept lifts from strangers." Good for mummy. I held my fake photo-id through the window for her to see. It showed me as Mr Bennett, working for the same company as her mother. "I'm Mr Bennett. I work with your mother." "I guess that's ok then." The photo-id ploy always worked. I opened the passenger door and the little girl got in. It was quite a climb for the little girl up into the cabin, and her skirt rode up and gave me a flash of her white panties before she sat down. I pretended not to notice. Before I drove away, I surreptitiously made the ok circle with my finger and thumb outside the driver's window so that the guys watching CCTV from the cameras on the urban streetlamps would know everything was going to plan. "I just need to make a short detour. I've got to feed some ponies and the stuff's in the back. Do you like ponies?" "Oooh yes," said Jennie, beaming. All little girls like ponies, and now she wouldn't be alarmed that we weren't going towards her home. Ten minutes driving saw us in open country, another ten minutes and I was driving down a dirt track in the middle of nowhere. At the end of the track was a field which did indeed contain ponies. I opened my driver's door and started to dismount. Almost as an afterthought, I turned to the little girl. "The pony food's in a box in the back. Would you like to give me a hand unloading it? You can help to feed the ponies." "Yes please!" Jennie jumped out of the passenger door and met me round the back of the van. I opened the rear doors. "You go first," I said, and gave the little girl a boost up into the back of the van. Then I climbed in myself and locked the door. "What are you doing? Aren't we going to feed the ponies?" "I'm afraid not. Take your clothes off please." The seemingly angelic little schoolgirl suddenly turned into a screaming, biting, scratching, kicking frenzy - who would have thought she'd be so feisty. I managed to subdue her with an armlock so she couldn't inflict any further damage on me, but I still had the problem of how to control her until I could restrain her properly. The protocol method was to hit her a few times until the fight had been beaten out of her, but that always made me feel really shitty. Suddenly the girl giggled. My hand had merely brushed her flank. She must be really ticklish. I tickling her deliberately and she giggled again. I continued tickling her mercilessly. "Ha ha no ha ha stop ha ha ha that ha ha hurts ha ha please ha ha ha." Tears streamed down her face and she wriggled desperately to get out of my grasp and escape the tickling, but I held her firmly. At last the little girl fainted, becoming a dead weight in my arms. There was a smell of ammonia - the little girl had lost control of her bladder. I lay the girl on the floor of the van and carefully undressed her. Quite a slender child, with clearly visible ribs. Slightly puffy nipples that were the first stage of breast development. No pubic hair. Improving standards of nutrition meant that children were reaching puberty earlier and earlier. Since I had started, the average age of the targets had been lowered by six months. Surely scientists could devise some chemical to put in school water supplies to postpone puberty and give them a decent length childhood. Reaching into the overhead luggage racks, I fetched out my supplies. First some towels to clean up the mess the girl had made. Then the hand and ankle cuffs so I could secure her slender limbs to the sides of the van. Now she was naked, prone and spreadeagled, I could begin. I removed my pants then knelt over the girl's head. I rubbed my cock to get it hard, then opened the girl's mouth and thrust it in. When I hit the back of the girl's throat she woke up and retched. Good thing she hadn't eaten recently. Instinctively she tried to close her mouth, but she couldn't get enough leverage to apply much force as my cock was forcing her jaw wide open. She still managed to cause some pain where her teeth tried to close on it. Damn, I always hoped I wouldn't have to do this. SLAP! The girl grunted with pain and there was a red mark on her cheek. "No teeth now, or I'll do that until you stop. Understand?" The girl slightly nodded. I couldn't really fuck the girl's throat because she retched every time I made contact, so I held my cock steady at the back of her throat and masturbated myself with my hands. It wasn't long before my groin tightened and my cock throbbed its life-starting strings of cum down the girl's throat. She tried to spit it out so, withdrawing my softening cock, I pinched the girl's nose shut so that she had to swallow to breath. "You bastard," she spat at me when she was able to talk again. "Yep, I sleep badly at nights," I replied. Time for her cunt. I moved round until I was between her slim thighs. "Noooo, I'm a virgin," she howled. I rubbed her slit, then parted her labia and slipped a finger inside her. Damn, she was dry, very tight and her hymen was intact. This was going to hurt me almost as much as it hurt her. I retrieved a bottle of lube from a luggage rack and coated her genitals liberally. Then I coated my cock so liberally that the lube was dripping off. I rubbed my cock but it stayed soft. I started fantasizing about the virtual reality girlfriend I had created for myself - latina, with broad hips and sumptuous breasts. That got me in the mood again and my cock became hard. I positioned the head of my cock at the entrance to the girl's cunt, then thrust hard. "Noooooooooooo," the girl screamed. I was through the hymen in one go, and I could feel the blood trickling from her. I thrust in as far as I could go. She was incredibly tight, and I was thankful I had used so much lube. I started pistoning in and out. It was hard going because she was so tight, but eventually my groin tightened again and my cock spurted a second load of cum onto the girl's unprotected cervix. The girl just lay there, sobbing quietly to herself, blood and cum seeping from her cunt. Only one more orifice to abuse. I was tempted to give it a miss, but I knew they'd check. I unfastened one set of limbs from the side of the van and rolled the girl on her side so I could secure them to the other side. Then I unfastened the other set of limbs, rolled the girl onto her stomach, and fastened them to the far side of the van. The girl was now prone and spreadeagled again and lying face down. The girl had put up no resistance, all the fight had gone out of her. In a way I was glad, because it made my job easier, but I was also disappointed that her spirit had been broken. My cock was already slick with lube, blood and semen. I lubed her anus, massaging the fluid round her sphincter. The girl just lay there as though she didn't care anymore. I took longer to get hard this time, I had to fantasize further about my latina beauty and what we got up to in my home virtual-reality center. At last I was hard again, and I positioned the head of my cock against the girl's sphincter. I pushed hard, but even though the girl wasn't resisting, she was so tight that it wouldn't go in. I lubed my thumbs and managed, one at a time, to insert them into the girl's anus. Then I pulled them apart as hard as I could, as though I were splitting an orange. I thrust the head of my cock through the resulting gap and I was in. The girl seemed to come to life again, and started screaming. Feeling the intrusion in her anus, she tried to me push out with all her strength. That was exactly what I needed, and despite the tightness of her fiery hole, my cock slid inexorably deeper. She felt pretty full inside so I guessed she hadn't had a shit recently. Cleaning up was going to be even messier than usual. I pushed in hard, meeting hot, sticky resistance. I felt the girl's rectum convulse around my cock as her insides cramped in protest at being stretched. I wasn't far off cumming myself - I gave one last final thrust and I then I was in in her to the hilt, my balls resting against her cool buttocks. Pistoning was out of the question, she was far too tight. Instead I made a succession of little pushes as though trying to get further inside, my balls squeezing gently against her soft fleshy orbs. I came for a third time, pumping my sperm deep into her guts. Now came the tricky part. I waited until my cock was fully deflated until I tried to withdraw. Getting out took almost as long as getting in, because I didn't want to cause an anal prolapse. My cock emerged covered in pungent brown streaks. It took two boxes of wet-wipes to clean us both up. I released the girl's limbs from the cuffs securing them to the sides of the van, and bound her ankles together and her wrists together using duct tape. I stuck a piece of duct tape over the girl's mouth. She was having trouble breathing so I held my handkerchief to her nose and told her to blow hard. That cleared the blockage and she was able to breath more easily. I mopped the tears from her eyes and noticed for the first time their attractive green color. She looked me in the eyes and it felt like ice was stabbing me through the heart. I had to blindfold her, I just couldn't bear to see that look again. I drove the van to the local hospital and parked round the back. I lifted the naked and bound little girl out of the van and left her lying near a service entrance. I made another ok sign to the CCTV cameras, then drove away. After about 5 minutes the CCTV operators would alert the hospital and someone would come out to rescue her. I lost it. I drove around for ages, not knowing or caring where I went. When my petrol ran out, I filled up and drove around some more, through the night and the next day and more. Eventually I pulled into a truck stop and fell into a troubled sleep. When I woke up it was dark and I felt like shit. I used the facilities for a shave and a shower then went into the 24-hour diner, where I had their jumbo breakfast. On checking the date and time, I found that two and a half days had elapsed since the job. And I had been going round in circles, as I was less than half a day's drive from the flat I was renting for the duration of the assignment. I got in the van and drove back to the flat, changed my clothes, then drove to the field office. I burst straight into the office without knocking. They know the job makes us a little cranky and make allowances for it. Joe, my boss, was ready for me. "Ah, there you are, Len. Excellent work as usual. The package was delivered successfully with no lasting physical damage." "God Joe, I hate this fucking job. I don't want to do it any more." "That's what makes you so good at it - you actually care about those little girls. If you enjoyed your work we'd have to fire you. You've never once broken a limb or a nose or ruptured anything. That makes you unique in the department. The girl will now get as much counselling and medical care as she needs and the state will finance her educational all the way through to college, something her mother could never have afforded on her own. And because of you and your colleagues, little children all over the country will be safe because parents will drum into them the importance of not accepting lifts from strangers."