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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Original_Work
  Relationship:
      Sara_Clayton/'Serial_Killer'_Daniel
  Character:
      Sara_Clayton, Daniel_Bundy
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      Underage_Sex, Extremely_Underage, Attempted_Murder, Murder_Kink,
      Consensual_Underage_Sex, Underage_-_Freeform, Older_Man/Younger_Woman,
      Voyeurism, Oral_Sex, Lolita, Emotional/Psychological_Abuse, Daddy_Kink,
      Blood_Kink, Blood_and_Gore, Blood_and_Violence, Child_Neglect, I'm_a
      horrible_person, i_want_to_die, I_have_failed_God, Loss_of_Innocence,
      Loss_of_Virginity, Pedophilia, Hebephilia, Dirty_Talk, Sugar_Daddy,
      Master/Slave
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      Published: 2017-07-16 Updated: 2017-08-13 Chapters: 4/? Words: 3329
****** It's Always the Innocent Ones ******
by Irllywanttodie
Summary
     10 year old Sara Clayton is in the woods with her family on a camping
     trip. Until she meets a certain someone who she starts to fall for.
     (The underage part was inspired by Tigerfics)
Notes
     (lol I’m sorry this is my first time
***** Chapter 1 *****
Sara was an average looking 10 year old, innocent, extremely pale skin, dirty
blonde hair down to her shoulders, baby blue eyes that could look right through
a person. It was nightfall, by now her parents were asleep along with her older
sister. She was the only one awake. Her clothes stuck to her body like glue,
the fabric of her clothing itching her body, only making her irritated.
 
“I hate this stupid…” she hissed out softly, pushing her the fabric of her
clothes off her chest. “I hate these-these woods.” She whimpered. “It’s hot.”
She whined softly, pulling her shirt off, a wave of relief rushing over her
body.
 
And than it hit her, a smile warming up on her lips. She thought she was alone.
She could use a bath.
 
And there was a river not far ahead, and she wanted to relax. “I guess…” she
whispered, unzipping her tent and crawling out. “It wouldn’t hurt.” She
squeaked as she escaped the tent, being greeted by a blast of cool air, that
made her shudder. Bare chested and shivering from the contact on her skin.
 
Her blue eyes focused on the trail leading into the woods, the darker side of
the woods, leading a narrow and rough path to the river.
 
And after the few seconds of contemplating of whether she should go or not, but
her childlike mind told her yes. She practically skipped towards the woods,
entering the darkness, not thinking much of the consequences of going into the
woods alone.

Nor did she know someone was watching her, filming her to be exact. She had
matured faster than most 10 year old girls. She was curvy, prepubescent, all
except for her flat chest. She was technically considered a Lolita and she
didn’t even know it.

“She’s cute.” And she heard that. The voice. “For an infant.” There was a quiet
chuckle at his own words, and Sara turned her head around to spot anyone,
anything watching her.

At a young age, she’d been diagnosed with Bipolar, so she knew that she heard
things that weren’t there. In fact, she just wanted to check from her paranoia.
“Stupid.” She whispered at herself, clutching her arm and pinning it down to
her side. And not for ahead she could see the rivers crystal blue waters, the
moon reflecting in the water.

And within a few seconds, she was running towards the water, skipping and
limping as she struggled to take her pink patterned pants off. “Whee!!” She
laughed, running into the water, diving head first. And that blast of coolness
made her sigh. It felt good to be in the water, a bit odd, but good. 
 
Sara’s blue eyes spotted him, the man. Assuming it was her father, she ducked,
hiding her head in the water, blue eyes shut and stayed there, for what felt
like minutes. “Shit, is she dead?” The water muffled the voice above her, but
she recognized it not to be her father.
 
 
(Hardcore smut in the next chapter
***** Chapter Two: No Mercy *****
Chapter Summary
     This shit 'bout to get intense.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Sara perked up, peering her head out of the water. “You’re not my dad.” She
said cheerfully, barely noticing that he was eyeing her body. “Why are you
here?” She asked, pushing herself back deeper into the water.

He just smiled at her, narrowing his eyes. “I know. But, you’re here by
yourself. You seem like a pretty big girl.” Sara smiled at that, dipping her
head under the water, and taking in some, and popping her head back out. “I
know. I’m not 7 anymore.” She said quietly, playfully diving back into the
water. “I don’t think you’re 7 sweetheart.” He said, causing Sara to grin.
“Good. My parents still think I’m seven, and they think I’m still in 2nd
grade!” She complained, causing the older man to raise his brows.

“Well how old are you than?” He asked. “I’m 10.” She stated proudly, her back
straightening, pursing her lips into a smile. “Good enough for me.” He
muttered, hoping the girl wouldn’t hear him.

And she didn’t. “If you’re such a big girl, do you think you could help me?” He
asked, which lead Sara to hum. “Well, I don’t even know you’re name.” She
announced, still staying cautious. Her parents had warned her about talking to
strangers, but they really didn’t seem to care, so she didn’t think much of it.
“I’m Daniel. But you can call me Danny.” He said, his tone eager, yet he was
thankful she didn’t notice that.

Once again, she lashed an innocent and careless smile. “Okay, Danny,” she said,
still smiling innocently. “What do you need?” He watched her closely, coughing
as he felt a twitch in his pants.

“Come out of the water. We can talk. And then…”

His hands were now twitching nervously as she approached the surface of the
river, her small figure crawling out of the river. Once again, he felt a twitch
in his pants, and he could feel his zipper being undone by his hands. “And than
what?” She asked, watching her lips move carefully. By now, his cock was
pulsing, just looking at her wet body, completely nude and shivering.

“I-I’m kinda cold.” She stuttered out, wrapping her arms around her waist to
cover herself. He slipped off his flannel shirt, leaving him in his white tank
top. “Here kid. Take this.” He smiled when she squealed, taking the coat and
wrapping herself in it. And yet she was still shivering. “I’m still cold.” Now
was a perfect time to take advantage of her.

“Come here, you can sit on my lap. I’ll warm you up.” He said, wearing a
devilish grin that Sara didn’t seem to notice. For a 10 year old, she was
ignorant. And that’s what he liked so far.

“Okay.” She chirped, buttoning up his shirt she wore, the shirt he had kindly
given to her. He just took her by her waist, lifting her up, ignoring her cute
little squeal. ‘She’s tiny as fuck.’ He thought, laughing quietly, watching her
squirm around comfortably on his groin. Sara narrowed her eyes, feeling
something poking her thigh.

“Hey, can you move your arm?” She asked softly. He just smiled, his lips
parting and chuckling. “That’s not my arm.” He looked down at the little girl
for a reaction. But all he found was confusion on her face. “Than what is it?”
She asked. Daniel placed one of his hands behind her head, petting her head
slightly.

“The problem I need help with.” He said cheerfully, his hand trailing down
lower to her back, all the way down to her ass. He squeezed her, causing the
girl to whimper out loud. “Ohh…” she whispered, her little blue eyes widening
in realization. “I… I-will it hurt?” She had been told about sex before, she
knew a few things. “My daddy might get mad.”

Daniel chuckled, once again his big hand parting the top of her head. “Well
didn’t your parents ever tell you to help out your… uh, elders?” Sara COCKed
her head to the side.(hahahahahaaha please end me)

“You’re not even that old.” She stated with a confused look, her eyes narrowed
at him, her little nose was scrunched up. “You’re like—” she stuttered, “42…”
she whispered, which caused him to sigh.
“Listen kid, you’re cute.” He said, his grip tightening around her. “And no
matter how much you squirm, I’m not letting you go.” At his words, her eyes
started to widen again, shifting around in his lap, not aware of the fact she
was only making him more desperate for sex. “I don’t… please don’t hurt me.”
She whimpered with her voice starting to crack.

Daniel only stared at her, grunting as she shifted around, squirming in his
lap. “Yeah, good girl.” He murmured, wrapping both of his hands around her
waist. She still didn’t understand what she was doing to him, she just thought
she was escaping. “I’ll let you go on one condition kid.” Sara almost sobbed,
pushing her hands on his chest.

“I’ll let you go if you continue to help me. You can go back to your parents or
whatever the fuck you want.” He said, hoping that would catch her attention.
And all she did was whimper, her hands slowly slipping around his neck, saying
that she agrees.

Or at least that’s what he took as a yes. “Obedient pet.” He chuckled, his
hands moving up to her chest, starting to unbutton his jacket. “Will it… will
it hurt?” She whimpered, still refusing to look at Dan. “No, of course not.
You’re too precious.” He lied, well, so least about the pain part. And to his
relief he saw her perk up.

“Okay.” Sara said, her tone suddenly changing, and finally had the courage to
look back at him. It was minutes before she broke the silence. “What do I do?”
She asked, which only amused the killer, and he unbuttoned his pants. “Me,
sweetheart.” He cooed, a noticeable shiver running up her spine. “Oh.” She
swallowed, clearing her throat awkwardly, her small hands reaching between the
slit of his underwear and pulling out his pulsing erection. It was at least 8
inches, his tip a marvelous pink which was alone to make her shudder with
pleasure.

“Now… lick it. It’s like a lollipop.” Sara winced from the stench, yet she was
oddly compelled by it, her heart starting to race in her chest as she licked
his tip. To her, it was huge, she couldn’t even fit a whole banana in her
mouth. And he could tell she was in shock, so, out of frustration, he pushed
her lips to his tip again, where she let out a squeal. By she didn’t let him
force her onto him.

She whined, pushing his hand off her, looking back down at his cock. Moving
slowly, her small lips planted a kiss onto his head, tongue slowly slipping
out. It was uncontrollable. Like an urge. “Go on.” He snapped, which caused
Sara to move her mouth down his shaft, licking and sucking on his flesh. He
chuckled between his moans.

“Christ kid.” He huffed, watching her lips move back to his head, slowly,
almost like she was teasing him. Really math reached his tip, and she slowly
slipped onto her cheek, continuing to tease him, which she knew she was doing.
His patience was starting to wear thin, but she couldn’t care less.

Her mouth moved back to the head of his cock, wrapping her lips around him and
looked up, seeing his expression twist with pleasure as she slowly into him.

Her eyes widen as tears spring into the corner of her eyes, her jaw stretching,
causing her to gag onto his cock, spit consuming him, only causing him to grow
bigger. “I can’t bweathe!” She gasped, Daniel responding by pushing her down
his whole length, letting out a loud moan, laughing once again. Her face was
slowly turning red as she slurped and sucked down on him, letting out cute
little moans of her own. Her mouth only went deeper, until she felt him bump
the back of her throat, which only made her gag. He could see the bulge he was
making in her tiny little throat, choking her with his length. His fingers
trailed along his bulge, smiling at a thought. He practically slammed himself
into her until his balls slammed against her chin, both moaning in unison.
“Tell me how much it hurts.” He managed to say, his voice still strained.

He pulls her off of him, which she only replies with a whimper, like a puppy.
“More…” she gasped, catching her breath for the little air she’d get.
Chapter End Notes
     I know I know, it was shitty
***** Chapter Three *****
(May_I_mention_Daniel_is_Irish??_Heheheh)

He had kept his promise, he did let her go back to her tent. But she didn’t
want to him. She wanted to stay with him. “Please, I liked it. I don’t wanna go
home.” She whined, still breathless from her swelled throat. “I still… I want
it!” She whined, stomping her foot like an angry toddler. “You’re a bratty
little slut, aren’t ya?” He teased, quirking his head to the side.
 
“Mm…” he laughed as she twitched, leaning in to sit lay her chin on his lap.
“Mm-hmm.” She answered slowly, nodding her head.
 
“Good gal…” he cooed, slapping her cheek softly, his fingers starting to dig
into her skin. “Are you a slut? A slut for me?” He asked through gritted teeth,
almost punching her, but it turned into a harsh slap.
 
“Owie!” She whimpered, wincing from the amount of force.
 
“Good girl, aren’t you?” He whispered out. Sara hesitated to agree with him,
but she did anyway. “Mm-hmm.” She sighed. “You’re an obedient little bitch!” He
chuckled. She twitched underneath his grip, her jaw tightened, scared to even
open her mouth.
 
But, she secretly did like him. “I have feeling your daddy touches you.” He
laughs, at this point, not caring much about her feelings. Sara let’s out a
whimper.
 
“He doesn’t!” She protested, glaring at the older man. “Only… you.” She
whispered. He smirked at her response, she was amusing to him. “That’s good. I
think I might just keep you.” Sara squealed at his statement, grinning in his
tight grip around her chin. And neither of them knew who was watching.
 
“Sara?” She let out a quivering, ‘yesh?’ It was her father, and she could tell
he was scared when he stiffened. “What are you doing? And who the hell are
you?” Sara grinned as Daniel sighed.
 
“I’m guessing you’re her father. Would you mind me keeping her?” He asked
plainly, like it was something dimple.
 
Like it was a trade. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
 
“I’m a fucking boss.” He picked the girl up, smiling as she clasped her hands
over his cheeks.
 
“Sara! Get off him.” She looked over to him. “No thanks dad. He’s fun to play
with!” The 10 year old said. “I’m fun, huh?”
 
“Put down my daughter!” He sounded like an angry child. “You’re daughter’s
tight.” He laughed, pinching her cheek until it went red.
 
“Do you really want to stay with me?” Daniel asked. “Mm! Mm!” She squeaked, and
Daniel leaned close to her ear. “Kill him for me.” He whispered through
clenched teeth.
 
He couldn’t but smile when she gasped. “Kill him?” She whispered back. He
nodded. And to his shock, she agreed with him.
***** Chapter 4 *****
“Kill?” She whispered. “With what?” She asked, narrowing her eyes at the older
man.
“With your hands.” She felt her confidence shrink down, but than a devilish
idea popped into her head. “Give me a knife.” She responded softly. “I do other
things with my hands.” She whispered. “Like what?” He asked, looking down at
the blonde. She felt herself smile as she placed the palm of her hand on his
crotch, biting down on her tongue, watching his expression change into
amusement. “Alright, alright kid. I'll save your hands for later.” He sighed,
pulling out a pocket knife instead. Sara felt herself smile in victory, than
grabbed the pocket knife quickly. She was willing to kill someone for sex, for
him, she really was a slut. “They start early.” He chuckled under his breath as
he watched her hug her father.
He felt like a God, watching her stab the knife into her fathers forehead,
letting his blood drip down, and so did her knife, following the trail of blood
as she split his skin. She than removed the larger pocket knife from his head,
and jabbed it into his wounded flesh, slashing him until he locked terribly
disfigured.
She was too cute for her own good. Well, to him, even when she was covered in
the blood on her face. She let him drop to the floor, looking back over to
Danny with a grin. “Did I do good?” She asked softly. “Of course, sweetheart.”
She felt pride wash over her as she reached up to kiss his cheek. He lifted the
small girl up to carry her off, to his sanctuary in the woods, away from
civilization.

————————————————

Sara felt genuinely happy, for once. She liked Danny, she liked how he treated
her, he was pretty nice to her unlike her parents who had no time for her at
all. “Dan… since I'm living with you, can I call ya daddy?” He smiled lightly.
“Only when I say so.” He replied, looking to her, holding her closely.
“Okay.” Sara whispered, leaning in and kissing him on the corner of his lips.
“Now,” he murmured, setting the girl down. “How would you like to look around
the house.”
Sara bit down on her lip, spinning in a circle twice before turning back to
him. “I'm done!” He started to laugh, grabbing the girl by her arm. “I wanna…”
she said, refusing to speak the word out loud. He finished it for her. “You
want me fuck you?” He asked, and Sara sheepishly nodded.
“You're a cute little slut.” He smiled, slowly reaching out to pinch her cheek.
He leaned in to kiss the girl, who happily kissed him back. “Slut…” she
repeated, her words extended.
“That's right.” He said. “Now, take off your pants sweetheart.” Dan whispered,
one hand stroking the top of her head, his other pointing a finger at her
skirt. She did as she was told, removing her skirt, all with a proud smile.
Sara’s eyes flashed up to him as she stood in her underwear. “You're so damn
cute, ya know that doll?” She nodded in response. “Can I call you daddy now?”
She asked, standing up straight, like a good girl.
“Sure. That gets me off.”
She furrowed her brows, than her lips formed into a silent ohh of realization.
“Daddy.” She squeaked, walking over to him, clasped together over her stomach.
“S’do I take of my undies?” She asked, arching her back.
He wrapped his hands around her tiny waist, lifting her up.
“I'll take em off for ya, sweetheart.” He stated. Sara smiled lightly and
kissed him, and he kissed her back.
“I can't wait to fuck the shit out of you.” Sara let out a strained whine.
“More…” she whispered. “More what?” He knew exactly what she wanted, but
decided to ask her anyway.
“Talk like that.” He had to push on, just to tease her. “Like what?” She
frowned. “Talk… talk… talk mean. It feels good.” She responded softly. And
without wanting, he slipped his hand into her underwear. “Wait! Wait, it's all
slimy!” She protested, but before she could say any more, his finger was
pressed again her clitoris.
Her little mouth opened, deeply gasping as he rubbed her, circling his finger
around her as she got more and more wet. “Are you liking this?”
“It feels like… like…” she couldn't find her words, suddenly letting out a loud
moan, louder than she expected as she felt his finger slip into her tight slit.
Her heart was racing at this point, she wasn't familiar to this feeling. “Hff…
shit.” She cursed, her legs twitching as he got onto his knees. Sara let out a
trembling moan, her breathing stuck in her lungs, drool already leaking from
her mouth. His tongue flicked her swollen nub, slowly swirling around her lips,
and hearing her little moans was exciting him as well.
His tongue flicked deeper, sucking on her swelling cunt. “You're fucking
sweet.” He whispered between kisses and his kisses. “Keep going!” She
exclaimed, wrapping her legs around his neck, pulling him in closer.
His eyes widened at first, but just started to tongue fuck her again. Slurping
up her juices, and soon enough, she grabbed his hair. “I can't take it!” And
that was his cue to pull away, despite her clinging onto him with her dear
life. She was blushing, hard, still leaking from her cunt.
(THERE WILL BE MORE IVE BEEN DEALING WITH SOME SHI-)
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