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(M+/f, ped, nc, rp, v, mast, oral, anal, intr, gb, beast) *** Bill Savoy was ushered into the luxurious suite a the Belagio Hotel in Las Vegas. He had received the invitation from Mr. Black only the day before, but he knew that if he did not cancel all plans and fly out to Vegas immediately, he would never again get the opportunity to make his dream come true. The young man who opened the door was between sixteen and eighteen years old. He was naked except for a printed sarong which he wore slung so low about his hips, that had he had any pubic hair; it would have been clearly visible. The boy was remarkably handsome and of indeterminate race, something Latin or Asian, Bill surmised. His brown body was finely muscled and he had an inbred sexuality about everything he did. "Please follow me," he said in a husky whisper and turned to lead Bill further into the massive and perfectly decorated suite. Bill's eyes couldn't help but travel down to the way the boy's hips swayed like a female cunt when he walked. "Mr. Savoy, I am delighted to meet you," came the rich baritone voice from the cluster of furniture at the far end of the room. Mr. Black was seated on a couch, sipping a vodka martini and munching on some sort of rice cracker. He was dressed in loose fitting very expensive chocolate colored slacks and a baggy silk shirt of a lighter brown color which was opened to below his pecs. Around his neck he wore a gold image of Buddha. He was middle aged and quite good looking, with close cropped dark brown hair with just a few hints of gray at the temple. It was impossible for Bill to pinpoint Mr. Black's race as well. Mr. Black did not rise but indicated a lounge chair opposite the couch. "Please sit down. What will you have to drink?" Bill smiled. He had waited almost a year for this interview, and now here at last he was. "Oh, a martini will be fine. I know from all the legends about you, Mr. Black that you drink a vodka martini, like James Bond. That will be fine for me as well." Mr. Black waived one hand. "Please, Mr. Savoy, Bill if I may, do not compare me to a shallow British thug, merely because we share the same drinking habits. And as for the legends, most of them are urban legend only." When Mr. Black smiled, he seemed almost human. His eyes twinkled and his lips formed a cooked line raised more at one corner than the other. A second boy appeared with a silver tray on which rested a small martini glass and a silver cocktail shaker. This boy was even more naked than the one who had answered the door. He wore nothing more than a red silk pouch over his genitals, and what shocked Bill the most was that he could not have been more than fourteen years of age. "Martinis are not meant to be served in large glasses. They become warm, and warm vodka tastes like owl piss. When they were invented they were always drunk as follows. Small glasses, the contents of which may be consumed in a swallow or two, along with a shaker filled with more!" They settled back and each had a swallow or two. "I have waited almost a year to see you. I'm glad you were able to arrange this before the holidays. It will be a wonderful Christmas present to myself." "We had to do a background check on you. And then I had some business in what was once called Burma. I think the old names of many of these countries so much more romantic than the new ones. Any way, here you are at last. So. Let us get right to the point shall we? There is a champion ship boxing match here in Vegas tonight as you may know, and I have an appointment to watch the contender work out. So, let me see, for what is it you wish my services. Oh yes, you would like to have your daughter gang fucked." There! It was out in the open. Bill's most secret and dark fantasy. The thing that had obsessed his mind for over a year. It was said so casually by Mr. Black. No whispers, no coded words. "Ah, yes, you see, the girl's mother died a few years ago and left me..." "Yes, yes, whatever. I am really not interested in your motives. I am only interested in providing you with the service you require. How old is the girl?" "She's ah, she's twelve." "So there's a good chance she will get pregnant from the fuck." Bill felt his dick harden. "Ah, yes, that is a possibility. I'm fine with that." He pictured his little twelve year old daughter with her stomach swollen with child. "From what you emailed to me, and our telephone conversation, and I'm sorry if I am covering some ground twice here, but I have so much on my plate right now and I want to get this right. From what we discussed, I think I suggested and you agreed to a weekend abduction gang rape. That way the boys will have more time not only to fuck all her holes, but also to humiliate and degrade her properly. It makes for a better memory for you and a much more enjoyable DVD." Bill sipped. He felt warm and uncomfortable discussing this in the open like this, but also very excited. "Yes, a weekend abduction rape." "And money is no object? I mean for a three day fuck instead of just an over nighter?" "I am fairly well off, as you no doubt know after checking my bank records. This means a lot to me. More than anything else. I really want to have my daughter turned into a fucked out cock slut. It's pretty much all I think about." Mr. Black nodded knowingly and popped some rice crackers into his mouth and then slid the bowl across to his guest. "Well then, black or white, or Latino, or Asian?" "Beg pardon?" Mr. Black smiled. "The men who fuck her little brains out. Do you want black or white or Latino or Asian. The Latinos can be the cruelest, but the blacks of course have the largest dicks by far. Nothing like watching some huge nigger dick fuck in and out of your daughter's mouth and ass and cunt, I should think." "Oh yes, black by all means. I had never even considered that, but that will be so hot!" He pictures his poor innocent little daughter fucked by a gang of muscled black niggers. His dick grew larger in his pants. "By the way," Mr. Black said, "would you like a cock suck or anything while we visit? Emil, here, "he gestured to the fourteen year old, "is an excellent cocksucker. Unfortunately I have no young ladies here, but I promise you, you won't regret Emil's mouth." Bill shook his head. "Ugh, no, I'm fine, thank you." "So, blacks it will be. A gang of blacks. Do you prefer older gentlemen or young? Some prefer older men fucking their daughters, while others like strong, violent young street types." "Oh the strong young street types by all means. And I hope they are very rough with her." "Rest assured, they will be. They will fuck the shit out of the little bitch and turn her into a cock hungry slut, all in one weekend. The average cock size of the boys will be between nine and twelve inches. The little twelve year old cunt will get quite a ride. Now if it is to be a weekend long fuck session, I recommend ten niggers. I know I said five to seven before, and I know it costs more money, but I think you will be so much happier with the results. With ten niggers, they can pretty much fuck her non stop all weekend long. In between fucks, of course, they will use dildos, bottles, corn cobs, toilet plungers, and even baseball bats on her twat." Bill could hardly contain himself. "Oh God, yes. I want her fucked so she can't walk for a week." Bill noticed that the young man who had answered the door was now at a computer taking notes of their conversation. "So, ten healthy, hung young niggers it will be then. What about dogs?" Bill forgot to breath. He was in shock. He blinked and found himself almost passing out from not breathing. "Dogs?" he said at last. "Would you like her fucked by and made to suck off dogs?" "Oh, ah, yes please." He sounded like a little boy. Mr. Black chuckled. "It can be amusing with a cunt that age. If she does get pregnant, you can tell her that she might be carrying uppies, and she will often believe you and live in terror." Bill took a large gulp of his drink. "That sounds great." "And let me see, .toilet games? Would you like toilet games?" "I'm not sure what that all entails." "Well, the nigger can piss on your daughter, or make her drink their piss for the entire weekend. They could shit in her mouth, or on a plate and make her eat it. You name it." Bill frowned. "I, ah, I'm not into shit. Is that okay?" "It's your money. Piss?" "Oh God yes. Have them piss all over her and make her drink most of it. Dog piss too if that's okay?" "Certainly. We can have her licking dog piss off the floor while she had a dildo up her ass and cunt. Now what about pain?" Bill licked his lips. "I'd like her to experience lots of pain. Extreme pain if possible. But I don't want any permanent marks or for her to end up crippled or anything." "No problem. She will suffer unspeakably for the entire weekend, but be returned to you as pretty as a picture on Monday morning. You know what to tell her?" "Afterward? Sure. That going to the police would ruin her life, so we had better keep this horrible thing to ourselves. And I should suggest that it was at least partly her fault for attracting the boys to begin with. I should plant the seed that she is a little cock slut!" "Exactly. Now with ten niggers, I figure she will be fucked at least ninety times in the three days, perhaps fifty in the pussy and forty in the ass. She will also be sucking cock pretty much all the time, but they will unload in her mouth or face about twenty times. I can have them pull out of her ass before they cum and shoot on her face if you prefer facials!" "Yes, I think I'd like that, as long as they don't stint on the ass fucking. I want her rectum fully stretched!" "Oh it will be, I can assure you." Mr. Black leaned forward. "She will be psychologically affected by this experience, you realize. Her mind will be damaged to some degree. I mean, she will never be the same little girl as the daughter you now have. The gang rape experience can turn some cunts off to sex for the rest of their lives. And we wouldn't want that. We want to turn her on to sex and turn her into a cock hungry slut, correct?" "Oh yes, indeed. In fact, I want to fuck her silly myself eventually." "Yes, well then I will include free of charge our follow up, just to make sure she turns out the way we want her." "Follow up?" "Aswan, come here." Mr. Black called and the handsome youth at the computer rose and walked over to the two men. "This is Aswan. Shortly after the gang fuck, while you daughter is still recovering physically, you will introduce her to Aswan. He will be a family friend, he will comfort her and she will fall in love with him because he is so kind and so very handsome." The beautiful youth blushed a bit. "About two weeks into the relationship, just as the bitch is pretty much healed, he will fuck her for the first time. He will teach her not to feel guilty about being gang fucked, but to enjoy her new status as a cock slut. He will educate her on how to please a man. She will think he is to be her boyfriend forever, so she will give him everything she has. "She will hold back nothing. He will repeat with her the very same activities that she underwent with the niggers, but this time it will be done for 'love." soon she will not be able to go without cock for even a few hours. Then you may do anything you wish with her." "That's amazing, Mr. Black. And will I be able to film the sessions with Aswan too?" "A complete film record of all of her fucks will be provided to you." "I insist on paying you for this extra consideration." Mr. Black waved his hand. "No, no, this is all part of the package. We like to make sure our little sluts, male or female are well taken care of, and follow up is essential. So Aswan here will become her boyfriend." Mr. Black snapped his fingers and the teenage boy opened his sarong and dropped it to the floor. he stood there totally naked and Bill gasped. Although the boy was not more than seventeen, and although his teenage cock was flaccid, it hung there as thick as a wine bottle and almost eight inches long. "Aswan is quite unique as you can see. Erect his dick grows to thirteen inches and is thicker than a baseball bat. He had a hard time finding fuck partners until he met me. Now I find suitable young girls and boys to enjoy his enormous charm! Don't you think he will make the perfect boyfriend for your little girl?" "Jesus, he will rip her cunt and asshole apart." "No, she will be suitably stretched by the wekeend nigger fuck. But, each time he fucks her, she will have to struggle to take all of him. Thirteen inches of dick going into a twelve year old girl. That cock will have to penetrate her womb and then some. She will be well stuffed. "And because of her love for her new boyfriend, she will take all of him and he will insist on fucking balls deep. She may never walk properly again. When she is absolutely hooked on cock and needs it several times a day in order to exist, he will drop her, and then you may take over with whatever plans you have for her. "Personally, after Aswan, I would think about her next lover being a horse! We can arrange that too." Mr. Black smiled. Aswan's hunk of fat teenage fuck meat had grown erect, and it stood out obscenely from the boy's body. It was grotesque. "The money has been transferred to your bank account, with a respectable tip, I hope." "More than respectable. It will be a pleasure doing business with you, Bill. And, Merry Christmas!" *** *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 40