Copyright © 2001, rupert. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit or on another website without the written permission of the author. The author may be contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, mrdouble@mindspring.com, or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Original posting date: Monday PM, September 10, 2001 A wildPage story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: sally1.txt http://www.mrdouble.com Story_codes: MMM/g/nc/tort/huml Story_intro: Since my wife died, I have been bringing up my seven year old daughter, Sally,alone. I have made her my TOTALLY obedient slave, and I am using her to fulfill my perverted desires. Sally, ch 1 Written by rupert Since my wife died,I have been bringing up my seven year old daughter,Sally alone. I have made her my TOTALLY obedient slave,and I am using her to fulfill my perverted desires. This evening,I have arranged for three of the roughest paedophiles that I could make contact with, to pay us a visit. We had all talked at length on the internet, and so all know that my little skinny blonde daughter is available for them to use in the vilest way that their minds could conceive,and that I will be totally submissive towards them at all times. At eight, the door bell rang. Sally was sitting on the floor, dressed In what I thought would appeal most to these men,grey pleated school skirt,white blouse,and white knee socks. Her hair tied up in two blonde bunches. "Get the door,Sal, and show the nasty men in" I ordered. Seconds later, she returned, followed by her new 'playmates'. We introduced ourselves. The first chap was Dave,a fat,slobby looking man in his forties,tatooded, beer-bellied and unshaven.I noticed a thick layer of dirt under his fingernails. Number two was Brian, thin, tall, and mean looking. He would be about thirty. And last but not least,Paul, a much older man, probably sixty, bald, shrivelled, but with a cruel spark in his eyes as he looked my little Sally up and down, hungrily. "She really trained, just like you said on the internet?" Paul whispered. "Yes,I replied. Sally knows that if she disobeys ANY command, the cane is waiting for her". She shivered. It had been a long, and painful learning process for little Sal. Her puny cheeks had felt that cane a lot! " Come here, girly" Paul growled. Sally stood in front of him,and Paul knelt down, lifting her school skirt high. I could see Sallys thin legs tremble as the man's gnarled brown claw dragged her white soft cotton school knickers to one side, revealing her little smooth cunt-slit. Sally whimpered,and tears started to flow down her face.The old man was thrusting a rough finger alternately into her cunt and arsehole. He was almost lifting her off tip-toes with his brutal thrusts. "Dirty little bitch" he panted. The other two closed in,so as not to lose out on the fun. Brian took a gripon the back of her knickers, and tore the thin material away, baring her little plump bum cheeks. He started slapping and pinching the soft flesh immediately. Dave had now got a very fat cock, and large hairy balls hanging out the front of his grimy jeans. As he wanked his thick shaft, I noticed the cheesy ring around his huge mushroom of a cock-head. I could smell him from here. "Haven't.. washed..it for...weeks", He grunted. "More fun.. thatway". "Suck it, cunt!" he spat at Sally. I could see her heave at the thought of his stinking tool. Dave firmly gripped her blonde bunches, and steered her lips to his obscenely swollen plum of a cock-head. Her lips started to tighten. "SALLY! shall I fetch the cane?" I threatened. She shook her head violently,and, with a small sob,opened her mouth wide,engulfing the disgusting, unwashed bulb,screwing her eyes up tightly. Dave laughed loudly,then, with a groan and a very loud fart, sank his thick,bloated cock into her hot throat. His heavy balls bouncing on her chin as he raped her seven-year-old gullet,only pulling out of her tightness to allow her a quick cough and splutter,every third stroke. "Nice and clean now."Brian giggled."Lets get heron her hands and knees-Iwanna fuck this tight little bumhole". "Yeah," Paul joined in."And you, dad, get in the kitchen, and find me some toys to torture the slut with,-you know, sharp things,BIG things to fuck her with- oh and something like a pencil to rape her piss slit with!". I hurried off to find the evil man a good selection. *---(:> Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! <:)---* www.mrdouble.com *---(:> Mr Double <:)---* This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.