though, I much prefer a man to write with me! I'll let him write the
action, then I'll fill in my feelings to whatever he did to me. As
you can see, I am pretty young in these stories. That's my favorite
age to imagine myself being taken and made into a slave!
Of course, if stories about young girls turn you off then you can
stop reading here...
If you LIKE the story though, and you are male, write me back!
Maybe we can make a story like this between us! Only the action wil
be up to you!
So, write me if you like the story!
Here you go....
It began when we went camping, like we often did back then.
Me, my little brother, mommy and dad would all climb into his big
blue truck and set out into the woods somewhere. Then we would camp
like real life, sleeping in tents and cooking on a fire and
everything. No phones, no TV, no radios, nothing. Daddy always said
it was his 'escape', whatever that meant.
Anyway this time there was a lake far off past the trees kind near
where we were camping. I just
loved to swim back then, any time I got chance I'd be in the water.
Dad and mommy took us to the lake and let us swim and splash around
all afternoon on our first day there. All day long on the
second day I asked to go back, but nobody but me seemed interested.
So on the third day I got up really early, before anybody else.
Quickly I put on my bikini swimsuit and took off for the water all
alone. Once there I splashed around and swam all day, until the sun
started to go down.
That's when I got out of the water and set out for my campsite,
fully confident I could find my way
in the fading daylight. Only I walked and I walked, I must have
passed it somehow. I kept on walking and walking as it got darker and
darker.
Somewhere out there I saw a big fire from between the trees. I
heard the voices of men, many men there around that fire. I decided
to go there and ask for help, surely they would want to help a small
young little 7 year-old girl like I was back then. I burst from
the trees right into a mass of men. There were so many of them there,
maybe 200 or more. Anyway I saw they were all drinking beer, well
nearly all of them anyway.
The ones nearest to me started hooting and hollering and they swept
me up
and carried me to a place right in front of the fire where a big man
was sitting in a chair.
They put me down right in front of this man in the chair, and he was
just looking at me.
I told him I was lost, I was trying to find my family. He just kept
on looking at me.
All the other men around me were looking at me too, it began to feel
kind of creepy.
Anyway I told him and I told him I was lost and needed help. He did
not respond so
I kind of just feel silent after awhile. That's when he finally
spoke, with a voice that
sounded big and mean, he asked me how old I was.
I told him and then he asked if I was a virgin. Now I really
didn't know back then
what that meant, so I didn't answer him. Than he told me to take off
my swimsuit.
Do what? No! No, no, I can't do that! I have nothing on underneath
it, if I take it
off I'll be naked! Of course none of this was spoken, that's just
what was in my head.
All the man saw was my head shaking furiously side to side. This
made the man stand up,
and suddenly he was holding me. He lifted me up and got set to heave
me into the FIRE!!
No, NO, I screamed!! STOP, put me down, I'll do anything you say!!
He held me aloft for another little while the set me back on the
ground. Then is was
apparent, I could take off my swimsuit or I would be burned to a
crisp! Nervously,
terribly afraid, I reached behind me to untie the straps that held my
bikini top on.
Suddenly it was on the ground and I was only wearing my bikini
bottoms. They were
tied on too, with a bow at either hip. I tugged on one and it came
apart, then I did
the other and it fluttered down to lay there with my top. I just
stood there then, with a hand between my legs to cover my private
parts.
The man said something to another man who was standing beside him,
then suddenly
that man had scooped up my swimsuit and threw it into the fire. Oh my
god, no!!
What will I wear now, what will my parents think when I come back all
naked? Of
course this was all just thoughts too, I was reaching to try and stop
the man and
had totally forgot all about covering myself!
Another man came up to me and turned me around to face the man in the
chair again,
then he took my arms and brought them together. He made me lace my
fingers together
and he pulled them up and over my head. With his foot then he pushed
my legs apart
a little bit. He stood behind me and, holding my shouders, he
pushed in the middle of my
back a litte bit.
Now I was in front of this man in the chair and he could see all of
me! My flat little-girl
chest and the crease between my legs that mommy told me boys were
never supposed
to see! He was looking, I could see his eyes move up and down my
whole body. All the
other men were looking too, looking at the small naked ME!!
The man said something to another guy at his side and the other guy
went off into the woods. I heard some snapping sounds then and I
wasn't sure of they were coming from the woods or from the fire behind
me. Than the man came back and handed the big man a bunch of long
sticks. The big man stood up and began to test each of the sticks.
He swished one after another in the air, not finding one he liked for
quite awhile.
Then suddenly he had one he liked. Then he went and stood to the
side of the back
of the chair he was just sitting in with the stick in hand. Suddenly
two men grabbed
me and guided me to behind that same chair! Then they forced me to
lean over that chair,
and they stayed holding my arms and legs so I could not raise up.
Suddenly I realized my butt was in plain view. Stretched out like
this, there was no way for me to protect it or cover it or
anything!!
Suddenly I felt a burning back there! Whipping my head around I saw
the man had just swatted my bottom with his stick! OWW! I screamed and
I hollered, but he drew back and swatted again!! OWW!! That one hurt
even more!! I was screaming and thrashing about as best I could, but
the men holding my arms were really strong and I could not get either
of them free!
The big man kept on swatting my butt as I screamed and cried,
desperate to stop this punishment and see why they wanted to do this
to a small young girl like me???
The man kept on swinging and swatting, making my poor bottom swell
and get hot and then hotter! I don't know how many swats he gave me,
I only know he stopped when I began to loose consciousness from the
pain.
Somebody threw water in my face and I realized I wasn't over the
chair anymore. No, now I
was laying on my back on the ground and my legs were bent at the
knees and being pulled apart
by two men on either side of me. I screamed when I realized they had
me resting on my
sore butt, but the men just kept on pulling my legs apart.
They pulled until my crease began to open slightly there between my
legs. That's when I saw the man with the stick, he was standing right
in front of me! I watched in total disbelief as he raised the stick
and brought it speeding down. Then it hit me, right on my crease!
OWW! OWWWW!! I never knew such pain! My poor kitty was being
spanked and it HURT!! Because of the way they were holding my legs,
that swat seemed to go up inside me and hit tender skin in there and I
was NOT EVER supposed to be treated this way!
The man was just getting ready though because there came ANOTHER
SWAT! OWW! OWWWW!!
STOP THAT!! I was crying and screaming, louder this time because
of the increased pain I was
feeling! But he just kept on hitting and hitting me, right on my poor
little kitty!
I guess I passed out again, because I awoke this time in a hot musty
place.
I was moving, and I quickly realized I was in the trunk of
somebody's car. I found I was tied up too, not able to feel around
for a release button to open this trunk and get out of here!
I was forced to just lay there and wait as the car went on and on.
My kitty and my butt were both
on fire and burning, but with my arms crossed behind me I could not
reach to soothe either place on my body. I could only lay there and
cry, and wait for the car to stop and the trunk to be opened.
Eventually the car did stop, and we were at the big man's house.
Or rather in his garage, I never did get a look at the outside of the
house. I got a good look at his basement though, and all the frames
and furniture that he kept there. And the first of three cages in the
corner that was my home from then until now.
The first few days he left me alone while he worked on the furniture,
I found out later he was resizing them to fit a small girl like me.
But once he was done, well I became his favorite toy. Every piece
of furniture down here was made to hold me in one pose or another, all
with something soft on me showing. Of course I was tied in each of
them, totally unable to resist whatever he wanted to do to me. He had
a device I was bent over so my bottom was showing.
He has a cabinet like at the gyno doctor's office, it held me laying
down but my legs were raised up and split open. He really liked me in
this pose, he could do lots of spankings to me whenever I was opened
up like that. I remember the first time I was tied there, he got a
short three-tail whip and used it on my pussy for over 30 hard swats!
That made me feel like I was on fire, it hurt so badly!
There are two posts in the room that he likes to tie me between so he
can do things to my whole body.
There is bed with straps all over it's top. he ties me up on there
in many different positions.
He has a 'horse' thing that makes me hurt between my legs whenever
I'm tied up on top of it.
He likes to spank, and with many different tools. He uses crops,
whips, whips with many tails, dildoes, all sorts of things to punish
me for anything I do wrong. Or sometimes just because he feels like
spanking or torturing me.
After about two years of just spankings he lied and told me I could
not be punished if I gave him sex. Of course I said yes, though I
didn't really know what that was. I found out right away though, he
started out by putting his 'cock' in my bottom, then in my mouth and
finally in my kitty. Before too long he had my mouth and my pussy and
my butt hole to quite used to his 'cock' going into me there.
It was a lie still because he still likes to spank me and torture me
anyway.
That was all eight years ago, I was age 7 when I was taken. I'm 15
now and pregnant by him. We've been to a doctor friend of his and he
knows I'm going to have a little girl, he says she will be his next
slave. He says I can raise her until she is age 4 in my cage, then
she will get to experience all the things I did down here.
And I will have to watch...
I had my baby five days ago, but he hasn't done anything to me in
four months now.
Okay, things are beginning to get more like ususal. He spanked me
today, all over my bottom and my pussy too! My baby cried when she
woke and I was not there, actually I may have woken her up when I
screamed.
My baby turned one today. Life here is back to normal, I have a
pill to take every day. He says it's to keep me from having another
baby. He spanks me and rapes me almost every day, the only rest I get
is after he has really scarred me and wants for me to heal. That
takes longer now that I'm not a small child anymore.
My baby turned two today, he brought her a small cake!
My baby turned three today, I have only on more year to keep her!
Today is my baby's fourth birthday, and he took her out into his
dungeon! He tied her to the bend-over machine and made her bottom
really red with his paddle! Then he brought her back and put her is a
DIFFERENT cage! My baby was crying and sore and I could not even help
her!
Today he came and dressed me in something soft and see-through. Then
he took pictures of me. My little girl got her first pussy spanking
today too. She cried and screamed all through it, I wonder did I
sound like that back then? A small young girl's screams don't sound
like a woman's screams.
OH MY GOD! Today he took me OUT of here, to a market! I was the
item they were bidding on!
I guess nobody bid enough though, he brought me back here.
I went to the market again today, blindfolded so I cannot see what is
happening. This time somebody bid enough, I was sold.
My new master smelled really bad, he spoke with an Iranian accent.
He was sadistic and cruel to me. He used me to give him babies and he
spanked me all the time too! I am age 24 now, and I often think about
my baby back in the states.
She'd be age 9 now, likely being spanked all over her body like I
was back then.
Has he told her about sex yet? Has she agreed to it? I don't
know......
THE END
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