Her personal security helped her climb into the black SUV after the premiere that night. Daniel was a large clean shaven man who had a leftover physique from years of military service, but now with a few extra pounds due to his current sedentary job. This career had been boring in recent years. He followed and chauffeured a handful of celebrities since leaving his tenure in the marines. Now he mainly sat in cars, waiting. He would jot down notes in his tiny journal, or stare out of the windshield thinking of something more exciting, thinking up anything with a hint of danger or intrigue.
His current post was a bratty teen girl named Emma Roberts. She's the daughter of famous character actor Eric Roberts (brother of the even more famous Julia Roberts), and from what he has seen, she took after him in lack of skill, but took Julia's giant toothy smile and slim figure. As part of Dan's job, he had to sit through a few of her shows or films. They were loud and obnoxious and the general public seemed to eat it up. Of course they did. Tweens loved her apparently. She sang terrible pop songs, acted on some overly dramatic Nickelodeon series, and now started to break into full-length films. The current one called Aquamarine; a corny movie about two friends finding a mermaid in their pool.
But this was his best assignment yet for a few reasons. First of all it was such an easy job. Keep the creeps away from Emma. At 6'-5", 275lbs, it was no problem. Obsessive dorks wanting her signature were little underweight weirdos and were easily scared off by his presence. And second, she was quite cute for 15.
If someone had stood her in front of him and made him guess her age, he would have gone with 12 or 13 at most. She was incredibly petite; if it wasn't for her sultry face, he might have even said younger. He'd always found himself doing a double take at young girls. He never knew why, perhaps it was the juxtaposition of his tremendous stature; he'd always looked down on people since they were all shorter than him anyway.
Emma was yapping on and on about whatever drama happened during the movie premiere, but Dan wasn't listening as he had learned to tune her out. Her voice was painful and abrasive. She was the definition of a spoiled white girl. She was never rude to him, or anyone else that he had seen, but her entitlement showed. Instead Dan plotted.
About a year earlier, he started coming up with an idea. Emma was due to start shooting a new movie later this year and in the mean time she had about 4 months downtime and Dan was going to be alone with her more often.
He was going to kidnap her.
He was going to do things to her, and have things done to her, that will either be his greatest achievement in life, or the worst decision of his life, depending on whether or not he gets caught.
Daniel was not traditionally attracted to Emma. He had been with women a few times in his adult life. Each relationship involved love, and sex, and challenges that he deemed to be 'real' in every sense. Or was it just that he went through all of the motions expected of him? Watching and being around Emma the past few years had been something different. He wanted to violently break her sexually. He wanted to do it personally, but also witness atrocious things done to her by other men, up close. He wanted to see Emma crumble and resist and strain against men violating her body.
Perhaps it was a combination of persona and physical features that made him think of these things uncontrollably while he was around her. Her tiny frame was a big part of it, but also the bratty entitlement, and untouchable nature of celebrities, especially someone her age. The sacredness was something he wanted to defile, like the Church of Satan going against religious norms. Dan wanted to corrupt and interrupt the status quos. He wanted to punish.
Now, as he drove along in the LA sunshine, he could smell her girly sweat and perfume after her hours long red carpet event. She wore a bright pink dress with flowery patterns and matching appropriate high heels. Not the absolute best thing he's seen her wear, but still showed off the lower half of her extremely dainty legs. They would be apart for him soon enough. Emma blabbed on about her costars and producers and drama between them all, if there even was any since she seemed to exaggerate often. She didn't know it yet, but Dan was not driving her home today.
He pulled up to his decent sized home and turned around in his seat to interrupt her non-stop talking. "I need to run into my place for a minute, did you want to come in?" He said, his entire plan hinging on this moment. Somehow he was cool as ice.
"Sure." Emma said unbuckling herself but went right back to yammering.
He got out and closed the car door behind her, and made his way around the side of the house with Emma following, oblivious to the fact that they were not going through his front door. "I'm doing some work at the front entrance; we need to go around back." He said. He didn't seem to need to give any explanation; she was going with the flow and rattled on.
He unlocked the door, motioned for her to enter and then made towards the corner of a large entryway. He looked back and saw she was on her phone, head down, so he pried open the secret door panel and casually strode in, and she followed. This was working even easier than he thought it would.
Emma stepped in to roughly the center of the decent sized room and stopped. He looked at the back of her for a moment, admiring her shape, and want out the way he came, closing the hidden panel door which self-locks and left the house. Daniel wouldn't be able to play until later after he put into place his alibi. As he walked back to the car, he was wondering how her mental state was progressing, how long would it take before panic sets in. He'll find out soon enough after watching the footage.
The plan required him to pretend he never picked her up in the first place. He knew the CCTV camera placements by heart around the event location, and had previously picked up Emma there for other events, this one included, so there was no way to see her get into his vehicle. He had to start calling various contacts of hers and ask where she was. He started those calls as he pulled out of his driveway. He kept his voice calm, as though there was just some time schedule mishap, calling Emma's mother and her manager. They didn't seem that worried yet either.
Several hours later, things were heating up. The police were not involved just yet as it had not been 24 hours, but he had had many conversations with her parents and other concerned parties. There wasn't much to tell on his end. He was at the usual pick up location, and she never arrived. He repeated himself a lot, but stayed level. Everyone kept reassuring that she must have gone with a friend or costar or producer after the event, and that she would call or turn up soon.
Politely, he finally freed himself from everyone, and drove home. He started to get very excited. He couldn't do anything with her just yet, that would have to wait until the police questioned him, and questioned him again, and probably several more times after that. He couldn't risk having a single scratch from Emma's nails. Although his car would have some of her hair and other traces of her since she rode in it often.
Dan arrived home and went straight for his computer. He had others, but this one was set up specifically and kept entirely offline. He logged on and opened up the security footage, scrubbing to the point when he walked her in, he pressed play and turned up the volume. He had installed 10 extremely high quality cameras and 4 sensitive microphones in this secret room built for her. On his ultra-wide computer monitor, he tiled the various views and watched her decent into fear and panic.
For a while she stood there, not even realizing he had left and locked her in. Finally she looked up from her phone and spun around taking in the odd windowless room with high ceiling. The room had plush grey carpeting, there was a king sized bed at the center with very plain white bedding and many pillows, 3 large fluffy side chairs, a lidless toilet in the corner and a stout sink next to it placed over tiled flooring with a drain and recessed shower head in the ceiling above, and water controls on the wall. There were 8 patches of seemingly randomly placed clear Plexiglas on the walls and ceiling which protected the cameras, but also 2 camera's hidden in the customized toilet, one aiming up from the front, and one up from the back, steel mesh vents covering the microphones and speakers, a built-in dresser on one wall, filled with every type of sexy clothing Dan could find over the last year that he knew would fit her tiny teen body. There was recessed LED lighting on both walls and ceiling that could be programmed to any brightness and color tone. Emma couldn't tell yet, but the walls were all built in such a way that no seems were exposed; the walls smoothly transitioned into the floor, and the door was almost completely flush and unable to pry open from the inside even if it were unlocked. Behind sheetrock walls was ¼" thick stainless steel and behind that over 12" thick sound dampening including under the floor and above the ceiling. No one would hear anything even if they stood just outside his house. This room was also positioned within the house in such a way that made it difficult to tell from the outside that such a room existed, just in case the cops came by looking for more clues to Emma's disappearance, which was certain to happen at some point.
"Hello? Dan?" She finally said in the video. She began to traverse the room, spinning around, looking for a way out. It was a large room, but square and immediately obvious there was no door. "What's going on?"
Looking back at her phone, she tried to make a call, but there were cell phone blockers installed and she wouldn't have any service. She was looking irritated. Emma started yelling out a little louder, saying things like "Hey!" and "Help" eventually. Her voice got more scared, and louder, and raspier as time went on. Dan moved ahead in the video playback. She was scouring the room for something to pry loose, or for a tool to use to escape. There was nothing of the sort. She had open and dug through the clothing drawers a few times, fully emptying them and scattering stuff across the floor, she didn't even seem to notice how slutty the clothes were during her drive to find something useful. Everything in the bathroom corner was affixed and bolted down so firmly, she wouldn't be able to remove anything. The only removable objects were clothing, bedding, pillows and cushions from the chairs. Even the bed and chairs were bolted to the floor with the heads of those bolts underneath the floor. Dan had thought of everything, leaving no chance for her to escape. He was getting aroused imagining the first time when he would be able to get back inside with her. He had to be very patient though, now was not the time for fun.
Eventually she sat on the bed, looking all around, but conceding to the fact that she was stuck. Dan fast forwarded through the footage, looking for anything of note, but she mostly just sat in the one spot. He got up to the current live point in the recording and sat back. This part would be interesting.
He picked up his microphone and set it on the stand in front of his keyboard. He switched it on. "Emma?" He said somewhat softly.
It startled her pretty good as she jumped up. "Dan? Oh my god, Dan, is that you!?" She yelled out. "I'm stuck in this room. Where are you?"
"I'm here." Dan said calmly.
"Let me out please! I've been in here for hours. What is going on?"
He gathered his thoughts for a few seconds. "I won't be letting you out."
Emma replied, "What? Why?"
"I've abducted you. No one knows you're here."
She stood, her eyes darting around. She began to cry. "Why?" she sobbed.
"I'm going to rape you."
Dan could see her shaking now. He zoomed in with one of the cameras to see her trembling face. "W-what?"
"Yes. In a few more days, I will come into the room with you and rape you. Then, after that, I will be selling your body to other men to rape you. Your body will be used for fucking. Myself and dozens, or perhaps hundreds of other fully grown men will be using your body to do whatever they want to do. Without limits." Dan was quivering himself thinking about it. He had to control himself, or else he would want to go in there now. But he couldn't just yet.
Emma Roberts was balling already. Dan could see she was trying to form words, but nothing was coming out. Her hands were shaking as she dropped her phone. She had to sit down. "No. Please." She finally was able to say through massive sobs.
Dan's cock was very hard and he had to adjust himself. "It's too late now, it's going to happen." He said, almost torturing her already. "If I am right, you are still a virgin, and I will be the first man to fuck you in all of your holes." He should stop talking, it's making him throb. But she looked so delicious and frightened and frail. He also has not masturbated in nearly a month knowing this was coming soon. The first day with her is going to be incredibly explosive.
"Why?" she cried out. "Why me? I want my mom." Emma was close to hysterics.
He had to cut her off for now. Seeing her like this was hindering his reasoning skills. "I'll be seeing you soon, and bringing you food and water, but for now I have to go."
"No! NO! Please! Let me go! I'll do anything you want, I'll give you money. You can't keep me in here. Please!" She shouted, tears streaming down her face. Already the prospect of leaving her alone and trapped was taking its toll on her.
Dan didn't reply. He shut off the microphone and walked into the main part of his house, thrill surging through him.
Each morning and each night he prepared food and drinks for her, placed it onto a tray near the floor outside of her room, and slid it in. Then he would walk over near his computer area and flip a switch that opened a slotted hatch in the safe room so Emma could retrieve the food. He commanded her to sit on the bed each time this happened, so she wouldn't get any ideas about trying to pry or break the hatch door. At first she ate nothing and he often ended up removing the food untouched. Dan knew this would be the case at first, but kept to his schedule anyway. She refused his drinks as well, but could see in the daily videos that she would drink water from the sink.
Dan left the audio muted for the time being, he knew if he could hear her pleading that he would feel compelled to reply to at least some of it. It was best not to engage at all for now. There were definitely some times when Emma was throwing a fit as he could still watch her on the screen. He just hoped she wouldn't manage to hurt herself somehow.
During all of this, the police had contacted him several times, questioning him, visiting him. There were so little facts about the disappearance, that they didn't have much they could ask or do, so he was relieved at how easy it was to stick with his story. He even gave them a nervous walkthrough of his house. The officer was either dumb or didn't care much about missing little white girls, he was barely there 5 minutes before deeming his place completely normal. Eventually they gave up about 5 days after she went missing. Dan had some money saved so that he didn't need to work for a while, giving him plenty of time with Emma now that the police have ruled him out as a suspect.
On his computer, he had closed the 2 tiles with the camera feed of the toilet views since the abduction, he was disciplined and wanted to save seeing her privates for the first day he went in.
Today was that day.
"Wake up" Dan said into the microphone early that morning. He made sure the volume was loud enough, and it seemed he was right as his voice scared her awake. "Good morning. I hope you slept well. Today is going to be a big one for you."
Emma still wore the pink dress, and was partially under the blankets, shoes on the floor. She didn't reply, but sat up rubbing her eyes as I had turned up the lights.
"You need to take a shower. It's been 5 days, and I'm sure you could use one after fits of crying and adrenaline rushes."
"No!" She blurted out defiantly.
"The only other option is that I come in there and force you to take one. And that would not make me happy. If I am not happy, the rest of the day will be even worse for you." Dan said coldly.
She sat at the edge of the bed with head hung low.
"You have no doubt seen that there is soap and shampoo and conditioner in the bathroom area on the small shelf. It is good quality stuff, the same brands you use at home. Use it, and take your time. Pretend you're getting ready for one of your movie premieres." She still sat there. "Next, you are going to get dressed with something from the drawers of clothing that you scattered around I see. Make sure to put on underwear, and either a top and bottom combo, or a full dress, and leggings or socks if you wish, but definitely a pair of high heels I have provided. Do you understand?"
She gave no indication.
"Do you understand!?" Dan yelled into the microphone. Again, it startled her due to the sheer volume. Emma nodded.
"Excellent. You have 1 hour. See you soon." Once again he shut off the microphone and walked away, not wanting to hear more protests or to see her reluctantly shower and dress herself.
Daniel had showered and shaved as well, and even shaved all of his pubic hair, and what little hair on his chest he had. He wanted to violate her, but also wanted be an impressive looking man, the first she will have seen naked. His arms and chest were massive and the only weight he had gained was around his mid-section, although nowhere near what someone would call a gut, just thicker than he would have liked. At his height, his legs looked thinner in comparison, but there was plenty of muscle. As any man has, he measured his cock once or twice over the years, and his was no less impressive. Hard it sat at 8 full inches long, and a decent girth. He was half hard while getting ready thinking about how it will look in front of Emma, and buried inside Emma. All of his cameras will be recording which he is sure to watch again and again.
At the top of the hour, he saw in the monitors that she was indeed dressed in new clothes, and sitting in one of the chairs. He walked over and quickly slid the hidden door open and stepped inside, closing it behind him. In order to leave again, there was a portion of the wall that looked like everywhere else, but was touch sensitive and would only open to his thumbprint.
Emma chose a dress, probably the most conservative one she could find. It was still sexy as hell on her. It was a tight black dress with a slit on one side that went up past her pubis and nearly to her tiny waist. It had a straight cut top with thin straps that sat low on her narrow chest. She sat knees together holding the slit closed. Her legs were out almost straight out in front of her with her way too tall heels. They were also black, and many straps crisscrossing the tops of her feet, the first 3 toes exposed. He will have to remember to give her various colors of nail polish for her fingers and toes, he loved painted nails.
"Please stand up." Dan said.
She could barely do it, her nerves were off the charts, and the 6 inch heels didn't help. Emma was visibly shaking. She hadn't been eating very much the last five days, which would have contributed also.
"You look incredible. That was a good choice." He said moving closer. He reached out to pet her arm but she jerked away. "This is going to happen. Look how large I am compared to you. There's nothing you can do to stop it." He said, keeping an even tone.
Daniel had on crisp jeans and a button up lightweight pale plaid shirt. He wore short socks and plain sneakers. His hardness was probably starting to show, but she wasn't looking anywhere except straight down.
"Look up." He demanded. She did. Her face was red around the eyes, which almost looked like what some celebrities do on purpose using red tinted eye shadow. Emma's full lips were also red and pouty. It's one of her best features. Her green eyes met his, but only for a second before looking off to the right.
Dan moved closer, backing her up against the chair. He put his hands on both of her exposed arms and slid up and down her smooth flesh. She cringed and began weeping, her fat lips trembling and wrinkling up. They were so big for her age, and had an unusual shape that fascinated him since he first met her. Her crying somehow made him harder. He had to reach down and adjust himself. She nearly seemed to convulse from seeing that. He continued to grip and stroke her arms again, and slowly moved his hands down and onto her waist. He could tell he was going to have to hold her tight to keep her from falling over or passing out.
His giant hands moved down further, the right one reaching the open slit so he decided to slip his fingers under it.
"Please." Emma peeped so softly he barely heard it.
"Quiet." He said. His hand went under the dress and cupped the cheek. He felt she had on lacey underwear. The firmness of her tiny ass felt divine as he gave it a small squeeze.
"Don't" She said a little louder.
Dan immediately removed his right hand and open slapped her head. Her mouth dropped open and she began crying loud and hard now. She formed the word 'no' and held that shape as spittle was working its way out of her lips, and her nose was running. Her entire body was still shaking and ready to collapse as she teetered on those heels.
Without any more words, he returned to caressing her body over the silky black dress. He cupped her ass with both hands, slid them up her back, moved them around front to drag fingers over her barely covered nipples, and then kneeled and traced his hands up and down her skinny little legs, both over and under the dress. Before getting up, he went for a few more grabs of her cheeks, slightly pushing them together, and spreading them apart a few times.
Emma stood there in utter shock as tears poured onto her bare upper chest. He looked at her for a few quiet seconds, then got a hold of her waist and fully tossed her body to the bed on her back. She yelled out an uncontrollable noise, but he didn't punish her for that one. He just stepped over and got onto his knees over her, a knee on each side of her thighs. Sitting back on his heels, he put his hands under her dress and slid the whole thing up to reveal her undies. She had put on the boy-cut black lacey pair. He chose only young girlish types of underwear, he didn't care for g-strings or crotchless panties, those were for grown women. He put one hand over her pubic bone above her vagina. She put both hands over her tear stained face and cried even harder. He could see her right ear was a bit red from the slap.
He walked back on his knees to put her lower legs in front of him. He then picked up her feet and admired the arched shape the heels forced upon her tiny feet. Using his fingertips, he touched all of the skin exposed between the straps. Dan kissed her toes. The shoes were cumbersome however and needed to be removed, as much as he wanted them to stay on because he loved heels on gorgeous girls. Other than a girl's face, the legs and feet were his second favorite parts. He unbuckled them and slid them from her and tossed them to the floor. But he went right back to touching her feet. He massaged them and kissed the tops of her feet and gripped them in his mighty hands. He could wrap one hand around both feet easily. Her toes were long, he preferred little berry toes, but for how small her feet were overall, it was absolutely acceptable.
Getting up from the bed, Dan kicked off his shoes and removed his socks, then unbuttoned his pants, slid them off, and finally took off his boxers. He knew that Emma knew what he was doing, but she stayed with hands over her sobbing face, not moving a muscle as though she thought it would help her. His immense cock was out and shooting up and forward. He wanted her to see it. But first he would keep playing with her feet. He leaned into the edge of the pillow top bed, and put his dick between her feet, holding them against the shaft. He started to pump between her arched soles. Her soft skin felt amazing. Dan was already dripping precum. The past month had been treacherous thinking about this day; he would need to hold it together a little longer. His first orgasm needed to be much later and after hours of stroking and teasing and sucking.
As he slowly thrust between her wrinkled soles, he gazed over her body. Emma's too-skinny legs up and knees slightly bent, calves hanging, her milky thighs fresh and white, the tight dress still hugging her middle, and he could see her armpits since her hands still covered her traumatized face. With one hand holding her feet to his cock, he used the other to rub up and down her lower legs. A couple times he wiped the clear precum from the tip and spread it around her toes.
After some time, he was ready to move on to something a little more engaging. Dan had all the previous details planned out to the letter, but this part he purposefully left unscripted. He wanted to wing it. He put her legs down flat, got back up on his knees and laid down over her small body, careful not to put all his weight down or he would suffocate her. With one arm propping him up, he used the other to quickly grab hold of both her frail wrists and get them away from her face. She rolled her head to the side, but that was fine, he began kissing and licking the side of her face and her tense corded neck. He could taste the tears, and fresh sweat already forming around her jaw line and ear. It was sweet, since she showered, and not stale after a full week of emotions she must have had. With the arm holding her wrists, he put that elbow down into the bed, and used his right hand to force her face upwards. He kissed her wet lips, and licked them as they quivered in fear. He was sure he could taste her snot, but he didn't care, his dick was rock hard and between her legs. His hips were thrusting in small circles almost on their own, just to feel movement against her skin. Emma didn't seem to be resisting much, so he let go of her arms and started petting her hair as he kissed and tongued all over her face. He just hoped she wouldn't surprise scratch his eyes or something. Letting go of her wrists, he shoved a finger in her mouth which made her open wide and he leaned in sticking his tongue in. He licked her teeth and pushed against her tongue for several minutes. Emma was still shaking, but otherwise remained steady.
It was getting warm, so he sat up and ripped his shirt open and flung it away. He was now entirely naked over her, and it was time she joined him. Dan rolled her over jarringly, unzipped the short zipper at the small of her back, and forced it down over her ass and then off of her completely. She only had the black panties on. Of course the view of her petite booty stopped him in his tracks and he climbed over her once more to give it some serious attention. At first, he just groped it over the underwear, using his strong fingers and thumbs to dig into her flesh and massage in circles. The underwear was sheer but covered in flowery stitching, so he couldn't see any of her young bits yet. After some healthy gropes, he hooked his fingers over the waistband and worked the underwear down her thighs. Emma still hadn't fought back. Dan wondered if she had become catatonic.
Emma Roberts' naked butt was impeccable. As an underdeveloped 15 year old, her body was without crease or womanly curve. She was spindly without unhealthy scrawniness. She had a perfect bubble butt, but the rest of her was boyish and straight. He bent forward slowly and spread those untouched butt cheeks. He had never seen such an unspoiled anus. Her skin was unwrinkled and monotone in color, matching the rest of her pale body. Had she ever gone to the bathroom before? It looked laughably unspoiled. There wasn't even a hint of pink like most women he had seen, in real life, or in porn. This was better than he could have possibly imagined, and it was all for him to play with.
"Your body is flawless." Dan couldn't help say this out loud.
"Thank you." He heard her mumble with her face buried in a pillow. He did not expect that. Was it just a strange automatic response?
Dan chuckled and continued to gently play with her ass. He put a finger to her perfect dot of an anus. She didn't flinch too much. He needed to grab the lube before doing more. Earlier he had told himself that her behavior would dictate whether or not he used lube at all. He figured she was being compliant well enough, and that he'll use as much as it takes to enter her. He got up, walked over to the bathroom area, and grabbed the bottle he had since before she arrived.
Emma hadn't moved. "You're a lucky girl. If you had been too resistive, I wouldn't be using this lubrication."
"Thank you." She said meekly again. Such an odd girl.
He smirked and put a tiny dot of the clear liquid on his well manicured fingertip. Starting a little above her asshole, he smeared down the lube slowly over her. Making a few small laps around that tiny hole, he was very slow to push his finger inside her. It was so tight around his finger, he almost laughed out at how ridiculous it all was. It felt like a bandage wrapped way too tight around his finger, yet very wet and slippery and trying to push it back out. Her hands were up by her shoulders, gripping the sheets hard. He pushed in until he got to the first knuckle, then back out to where it popped closed. Then again and again. Dan was getting her used to the feeling. He did this for several minutes, going ever so slowly further, reaching the second knuckle of his index finger. He would re-apply lube and carry on until his entire finger entered her. She was being a real trooper.
A few dozen more times putting his finger inside, then he stopped and licked his finger. He could only taste the water-based lube as her body was too pristine. Rolling her over once again, he sat up and praised her luscious young form. Emma's vagina was bald, barely pinkish, and unopened even at the clitoris. It was essentially one straight slit and only 2 perfect lines where her thighs met the pelvis. Looking up, she was perfectly flat up to her collar bones. Small pink nipples that were basically still just areolas and no actual nipple to speak of. Very underdeveloped indeedhe thought. She still had tears in her eyes, but not actively crying at the moment. She had her hands down by her sides and found new folds in the sheets to white-knuckle. Putting another dab of lube on his index finger, it was time to prime her virgin vagina.
She squirmed this time. The moment his slippery finger dragged over the beginning of her slit, parting the lips, and crossed over her button, she jolted around under him. Dan did this a few more times, because it was sexy to see her convulse uncontrollably. Emma smashed her eyes closed each time, her lips twisted up like someone was feeding her particularly rotten food.
Soon his finger slid inside her opening down lower. He parted her legs a little to get a better view and better access with his huge hands. But he went just as slow and before, making sure she was used to the experience of objects being put inside. Maybe she had done this before on her own, but it didn't feel like it. As he got a little past the first knuckle, he noticed some blood, confirming that she never got this far previously. It aroused another beast inside him, and he got down and licked across the length of her slit. He could taste her blood. It wasn't much, only a few licks and it was all cleared up. He got up and added more lube and went back to fingering her.
"How does that feel?" He asked as he reached full depth of his finger.
Emma merely groaned. Although she wasn't crushing her eyes closed as hard as before.
His hardness hadn't let up once, but now he sat there slowly fingering her and wondering what he wanted to do next. Maybe that's why he avoided planning this out because it would be difficult choosing the order of things. He could play with her mouth some more, put creamy fingers in there. He could go right for a blowjob. He knew that would happen at some point, but didn't want to rush things. He could plunge himself into her ass. He could do a lot of things.
Dan decided and got up off of the bed again. "Sit up at the edge of the bed." He said.
She obeyed and slowly sat up, hanging her short legs over the edge. Dan stood in front of her and reached down; grabbing both her arms, and put them in position to use her hands on his shaft. She did, and immediately started moving them, but only slightly. "And look at my cock while you stroke it." She opened her eyes and stared straight on at his massive dick. Almost right on cue, another bubble of clear liquid dripped out of the head and he could see her puzzled look. "You should taste it. I think you'll like that part."
Emma eyed him, and then looked back at the bulb of precum sitting at the tip. She opened her mouth and put out her flat wide tongue. He leaned in as well, and pressed the tip into her tongue. She leaned back and sampled it in her mouth. She didn't make any changes to her face, just kept slowly moving her tiny slender hands back and forth on his hard cock. Dan leaned forward again, this time putting his hand on the top of her head and guiding her forward. "Open up."
Emma has a massive mouth, just like her aunt Julia, with near perfect wide-set teeth. As she got closer, he could see her gauging the girth and opening even wider. She quit moving her hands, just holding the sides. The head of Dan's dick went in. It felt amazing. The shallow depth was irrelevant; he could have easily cum if he wasn't concentrating so furiously not to. He gyrated as much as possible which wasn't much since he could feel the tip hitting the back sides of her mouth, long before the small opening of her throat. He'll have to work at that later. That miniscule amount of movement across her wide tongue against the head of his penis was insane. He was clenching down his kegel muscles so hard with each thrust. And he had to keep looking away, seeing her thick lips flop over the rim of his head was enough to make any man explode in seconds.
There was no cringe to her expression anymore, but that could be from the sheer size she had to open her mouth. Not too many more strokes and Dan had to pull out. He couldn't take it anymore. He had to get inside of her ass.
Daniel pushed her shoulders back to lay her on the bed once more, but this time grabbing her thighs and raising them up and apart. Her crotch was in full view, and pelvis tilted far enough upwards that he could see her anus. Leaving her like that for a second, he piled on the lube to both his dick and a good amount down her groin and allowed it to run down her ass and onto the bed. Emma began shaking again; he could see her chest quaking as though she was freezing cold.
Right as he was guiding his eager rod down near her asshole, the resistance finally came in full. Emma jerked violently and started kicking legs and throwing arms in an attempt to roll out of the way and avoid his rape. Surprised a little after all this play time, he gripped her ankles and held out her legs while she flexed every muscle working against him. She didn't stand a chance however. Dan held her entire lower torso up off of the bed, legs apart, so that no amount of writhing would get her anywhere.
"Ah, that's what I was expecting an hour ago. Don't fight it. You'll just hurt yourself." He said, his huge arms holding her. She kept it up, trying to snap out of his fierce grip. Already she would have decent grip bruises on her ankles. She was kind of strong for her size. "Okay, we'll do this the hard way then."
He put her heels on each side of his head and wrapped one arm around the front of her legs tight. This freed his other hand to press down hard on her lower belly to keep her right where he needed. Still trying to wiggle out of his grasp, he put the tip to her ass, and made to enter her forcefully. Emma began scratching and clawing as his arm, but it was minimal damage. Nothing would stop him now. She could have had it slow and gentle.
His furiously hard cock popped into her and she arched her back looking completely uncomfortable and out of control. She screamed out for the first time and it was piercing.
"Stop!" Dan yelled, matching her volume. He couldn't help but penetrate her all the way, without building up to it. She was his fuck toy now. He buried hard and far into her tight ass, all the way down. Emma still thrashed, but only between thrusts, it seemed to lock her up when he was fully inside her. Fresh tears flooded and streamed from her eyes, down into her hair and onto the sheets. It only made him want to fuck her harder.
Through all of the commotion, he was still struggling to hold his orgasm, and he pondered where and how he wanted to cum. He had let up from her stomach and had each ankle in his hands, licking and sucking on her toes as he fucked her. Should he get inside her virgin pussy first? He definitely wanted to badly, but knew it would be the tightest hole yet, and might not be able to contain his load. Emma deserved his huge cock in her however, and he decided to give it a shot.
A couple of pumps later he pulled out and aimed his slippery shaft up to her pussy. Emma still moaned and twisted, but some of her energy was wavering. Dan put the tip against her hole and worked his way in, rather quickly too as a form a punishment for lashing out. There was still plenty of lube on her and on him, but she was so tight that it barely seemed to help. It was pinching his dick hard. Would he be able to fuck her this way?
He kept at it. It seemed to be parting for his size, and soon the head was in. Emma was crying and gasping so hard now. She was hysterical, but draining in energy. "You like that you little trouble maker?" Dan said between groans of pleasure, almost with a little spittle coming out of his mouth as he spoke. Her pure vagina was impossibly tight; he could fill her up in an instant. He looked away from the beauty of it all, concentrating so hard at maintaining controlled thrusts.
After regaining himself, he looked back at their forms fitting together, and saw some more blood. He must have torn her open a little with all of his vigorous fucking. He didn't care. This isn't going to be the last of their various fluids mixing and coating each other's bodies. Her cannel couldn't take his whole length unfortunately, it bottomed out at 6 or 7 inches, but it felt phenomenal. And yet, even with how great it felt, Dan liked the visuals the most. Her puny hips, his giant fleshy member spreading her open, her pained look of desperation and misery, legs wide apart for him, all of it was pure beauty. A bump was even visible above her groin when he buried himself in her. She was too small for this man's size. Hopefully he wouldn't break her. At least not yet.
Dan fucked the shit out of her for a long time like this. He made some slight changes in her position a few times, but stayed in her vagina. He put her on her side, legs together, drilling her for a good ten minutes. At another point he flipped her to her stomach again, legs forced even wider into the splits so he could get up close and continue his onslaught of her pussy. It seemed like she was flexible enough for the splits as she didn't seem to be in pain or incapable of staying there. Although he knew pain was there each time he plunged deep. Her ass turned bright red with hard slaps between thrusts.
Surprised he could last this long, he finally knew the time was coming. Dan rolled her to her back once again, repositioned his cock in her, and began a slow thrusting decent to ultimate ejaculation. Emma must have known instinctually because she renewed her sobbing and crying. It really made him want to impregnate her like this, but he just had to witness the destructive force. Something he did while masturbating was as he got closer and closer to cumming, he would slow down the pumps, pause after a few, and repeat that for as long as possible. He did this while inside her. Some thrusts felt too good, and brought him so close, that he had to pull out entirely. Each time he would climb back in, which she seemed to like the least, and start all over. He didn't have a clock in this room, but his best guess was that he had been playing with her body for about 3 hours now. If he was to do more later that day, it was a good time to shoot his massive load.
Grabbing her small hips, he slid her off the bed just a bit more, to where her entire butt was dropping over the corner of the mattress. A few more strained pumps and he pulled out. He gripped his cock hard but only stroked a few tiny amounts, and the first stream flew out. It hurt between bursts, the pressure was insane, probably the biggest in his entire life. Cum rocketed clear up to her face, which is exactly what he was hoping for. Leaning over her, he kept a hand at the back of her head so she wouldn't turn away. Rope after rope of runny white semen blasted from him, tracing her full torso length. There must have been 18 shots, all going fully onto her miserable face, or almost to it. It was fucking glorious. Sperm kept dribbling and bubbling out even after spraying her so vigorously.
Her stunning teen face was drenched. Semen mixed with tears and snot and saliva. In that moment, Dan didn't care if one day he was caught, this was his triumph. He'd never ejaculated so hard or so much and he had never felt so aroused, even still as his dick sagged down some. Why did this girl's agony bring him so much pleasure" It didn't matter. He would do more and more until she was a broken shell of a person.
"Fucking hell that was intense. Don't wipe it off yet." Dan said sitting up and letting her flop back on the bed. Her body was spoiled, sodomized, raped, reddened, and coated. The videos of this were going to be so fun to watch over and over. "What do you think Emma?"
She cried and cried but didn't say anything.
"Well? Did you enjoy it? Didn't that feel good when I was fucking you so hard?" He was being an ass on purpose. He knew she hated it.
"No" she whimpered.
"Aw, too bad. I bet you'll like it soon enough, when I have dozens of other men coming in to do the same thing to you. Or worse. You're going to miss how nice I was today."
"Why are you doing this?" Emma pleaded, cum rolling around her lips and chin as she spoke.
At that, Dan got low over her again and began to lick up his up juices from her face. Her lips and eyes closed up tight as his tongue drug all around. It was very salty, but his load was also more watery than normal so the saltiness was spread out and not so bad. He'd tasted his own cum a few times in the past when he was feeling extra horny. He could feel his boner coming back while doing this. Being this close and licking her young face was really what did it though. He could probably go again, this time putting it in her ass.
Dan did not continue however, he had punished her well enough on this first assault, and there was plenty of time for him to play with her in the weeks ahead. He needed to find out what time it was as something was scheduled this afternoon. In his down time waiting for the police to finish their investigation, he had set up the first few visits from like-minded men who wanted a shot at Emma Roberts. "Get up, take another shower, and find something else to wear." He demanded. He made sure she got up before exiting. Her skinny cum coated body shuffled miserably over to the bathroom corner and she spun the knobs for the hot water. He watched for a few as she soaped up and scrubbed every part of herself that Dan had violated, but then finally stepped out before she completely finished washing.
Through underground channels online, a gentleman was to arrive soon at a local coffee house. Dan would size up the hopeful prospect, assure that he was who he says he was, and lead him back to his house.
He waited about 10 minutes and saw a young guy walk in looking to be about 25 and quite fit. He was holding his key ring with the predetermined colored lanyard, the cue to Dan that it was him. He waved him over. They sat talking quietly as Dan grilled him on various seedy topics, making sure he got rid of any suspicion that he might be a cop. After roughly 45 minutes, he was sure this was legit, and the left.
The young guy, going by the name Jose, followed Dan in his car and they arrived back at home. He could see Jose was excited as they walked toward the safe room, and rather nervous.
"Okay, so I'll let you in and shut the door behind you. And basically, you get to do whatever you wish to her for the amount of time you paid for. She got a little feisty earlier, flailing her arms and legs, but she's very small and has hardly any strength to her, you'll be fine. As I mentioned before online, you can finish inside her if you like, I don't care. And you're sure you don't want company right?" Dan asked. He left it open to his guests whether they wanted to be alone with her, or tag team with Dan and have some extra fun.
"No, just me I think. I'm too anxious I think. Maybe another time … if I can afford it again." Jose said laughing nervously.
"Understood, okay, here you go." Dan pushed open the nearly invisible door,
Once closing it up for him, Dan went over to his computer in the other room to watch Jose's progress. Emma had dressed in a tight lacey bralette on her nothing chest, a white pleaded tennis skirt, and she actually had slid on some black mid thigh stockings this time. She was so thin and tiny, they were almost loose on her; Dan miscalculated the size of those and will have to remedy that. He liked everything to be either very tight, or very short, sometimes a combination of both, depending on where it was on her body. She also slipped into a different pair of pumps, bright white ones that worked great with the skirt. She sat in the same arm chair as before, knees together, stilettos raising them high. The skirt was so short she couldn't even sit on it; her entire upper thighs were bare to the cushion.
Jose made his way towards her slowly, looking her over. His face was ecstatic. He began undressing right away, his dark skin in high contrast to Emma's pale white. Once his hard cock was out, he motioned for her to put it in her mouth as he stood before her. She hesitated, but not too long. Soon he was guiding her from the back of her head, and not too much longer burying her face up to his balls. He was a throat fucker. It got Dan hard even though he doesn't usually go for that kind of thing. Emma's red eyes were already leaking tears and huge globs of spit retching from her mouth with every gulp of his dick. His aggression grew and soon he was holding her head flat against his crotch for several seconds. She would scratch and grasp at his sides but it did not do any good. He would let up and pull himself fully out of her mouth, only to give her one large intake of air before plunging to her throat again Jose was much shorter than Dan, and had an appropriately smaller cock so he was able to get further in. Perhaps soon Dan will have to see how well she takes his 8 inches next time he's back in the ring with Emma.
Unlike Dan, Jose did not last long, with a final fierce grab of her hair; Dan could see him pumping his seed down her unwilling throat. Once he felt satisfied, he let her go and she spewed out a good amount of cum onto the floor in front of her. Dan will need to shampoo the carpets real soon already. Luckily he's not squeamish about those sorts of things, in fact he can't wait to join in with some of his clients and get real messy.
This guy was younger and ready for more already. His dick still hard, he stood her up and brought her to the bed, bending her over. Jose yanked her underwear down and left them around her ankles. He then pressed himself into her pussy and started a flurry of pumps. At his high pace, she seemed to uncontrollably clench on every hit. If she didn't hate life so much right now, she might actually be enjoying this young man's vigor. He leaned forward and slid his hands under her bralette, forcing it to slide up to her armpits, his hands heavily massaging her nipples, or rather where her nipples would be if they weren't simply tiny areolas.
Only 3 or 4 minutes had passed and he was cumming again, the first man to do it in her virgin cunt. Dan was a bit jealous, but he wanted to make some cash and accepted the fact that he wouldn't be the first at all of it. Jose backed out of her wet body and semen dribbled out of her, again onto the floor. His cock was shrinking as he looked over his victory, that might be all he has in him. He stood there panting from the workout. Emma laid still but chest rising and falling. Her stockings had worked their way down below her knees.
It seemed Jose was done, and he wasn't sure what to do to end it so he was just awkwardly looking at the ports where the cameras were. Dan got up, went around the corner and opened the door. He was already pulling his pants up, opting to carry his boxers in his had instead of wear them, and slid his shirt on. Grabbing his socks and shoes he walked out. Dan followed him out to his car, and silently waved him off. He turned right around and went to pay Emma a post coitus visit.
She had moved slightly and dropped next to the bed on her knees. She was about to take off the white heels. "Leave them on." Dan said. He was rock hard again. "He only took about 35 minutes of his 45, and the next guy won't be until later. It's my turn again while you're still wet and sloppy. Get back up on the bed like you just were."
Emma glared up at Dan and laboriously managed to stand and lean forward again, short skirt doing nothing to hide her privates. Dan unzipped and dropped his shorts. As wet as she was, he had more girth and took some coxing to fully insert himself. Soon he was pounding away, Jose's cum frothing and spurting out on all sides. He had always wanted to try sloppy seconds but never had the chance in all his relationships. The thought of mixing his seed with another man's inside this fresh young tart was so amazing to him that he kept almost cumming. But Dan liked to savor his meat. He had patience for the long game, and was convinced orgasms were bigger and more copious because of it.
On one of his breaks pulling out, he decided to get back inside her ass. He had to stand up on his toes a little more to get the angle right, but slid in quite well using all the fluids present. She winced and clenched her fists more, but was taking it better than before. Her anus was tight, but clearly could stretch open more than her vagina. Soon she might be apt to accept two cocks in her butt. It was definitely on his bucket list. More good thoughts edging him closer and closer, it was time he filled up her spoiled womb with a real man's amount of sperm.
Climbing back in her pussy, he took a few more minutes of slow pumping, and then felt the pressure giving way to the load. His hands pressing down on her small cheeks, he shuttered and dumped all he had in her, flexing and shooting. It ran out the sides as she probably only had so much room for liquid in there. "We'll get you pregnant you little cunt." Dan said as the last of it pumped from his body. He sat there basking in the mess.
When he did finally flop himself out of her, bubbles of cum audibly squirt out and onto the carpet. Dan wondered if those sounds embarrassed her. Her embarrassment and humiliation would be an added bonus to all this. Emma will be mentally destroyed forever after he's done with her, and that excites Dan to no end. Her only purpose was to fuck and be put in compromising potions and do horrendous things she never thought possible.
Dan needed to piss. He had a thought first however. He stroked himself a few times to regain his erection, and forced it once more into her ass. He knew he wouldn't be able to cum a third time that day, at least not yet, but that doesn't stop the fun. He fucked her a while, getting him fully worked up again. With no feeling of impending orgasm, he went to town on her asshole. His massive cock was opening her up very nicely. He would pull out and see her anus not restrict close as quickly as it had before. Her pink insides were visible and he wanted to lick it, but he kept fucking instead for now. Emma was making the most noise so far, little squeaks and heavily breathy grunts. These moments will be so fun to watch again later. When a girl genuinely and honestly makes sex noises, especially the meek ones, it got him hard as steel.
Pulling out, he lifted her petite body and put her down at the front of the plush chair. He set her with her back and shoulders to the floor, pelvis up to the seat cushion and legs out wide almost around the sides of the chair arms. He then climbed above her and stuck himself in a few more times, but ultimately pulled out and started pissing across her entire body. It filled her gaped ass, splashed across the tight slit of her vagina, surged down her belly to her chest and shoulders over the skirt and bra, and he specifically aimed a good amount on her face. "Don't fucking turn your head." He said in the sternest voice he could muster up while in such ecstasy.
Clear-yellow urine was everywhere. He pissed on her thighs, her entire groin area was reflecting the bright LED lights above because of the sheen over her, and it covered her torso and ran to her blonde hair. It's funny how much longer a good piss takes compared to a good cumshot. He seemed to go for 2 full minutes.
Emma Roberts was fucked up. Her face was rather slacked now, out of energy and unable to maintain expressions of protest and defiance. Only her jaw and tongue moved some as she forced liquids from her mouth instinctively. Her dead eyes were half closed and staring off into space.
He flipped her legs to one side allowing her to roll out of the awkward potion and onto the floor. "Alright, get cleaned up again, you'll have one more visitor today before I let you get some rest. Grab some new clothing, and after he's done with you I'll take all the dirty clothes to wash them. And I'll bring you a meal, you're probably starving after all this vigorous fucking you've been doing." Dan got to the door adding, "Should be back in about an hour, be ready."
Another round of acquiring a client and he was back at the house, ready to watch whatever debauchery this new guy had planned. He used the name Brent and was an older white man with graying hair and a decent sized beer gut. There was no chance Emma would be even remotely attracted to him, and Dan smirked at the thought.
Brent went in and sat on one of the chairs studying her beauty. Emma opted for a tight pencil skirt and loose silk shirt that was somewhat opaque, and a new pair of heels, this time black open toe pumps with a red base. Even in despair she coordinated clothing quite well. It was the only thing she had some control over. "Come over here." Brent said in his deep voice. She walked to him and he sat up in the chair. He put his hands over her skirt and caressed all around. He grabbed her small ass a few times, and went up the skirt as much as it would allow without needing to be removed. Then he did the same with her shirt. His thick hands went all over her chest and back and down her arms. This guy wanted to grope everywhere. He then ripped open her shirt shooting buttons everywhere, which is fine; he was paying a ludicrous amount for her time. Brent continued to touch every square inch of her narrow chest. She stood as always, head bowed low. Her skirt came off next and to Dan's surprise Emma had not put on any panties. She was so odd.
The old man was fascinated by her slit. He examined it and prodded and put fingers in. Then he was leaning forward and licking her as best he could at that angle. She really seemed like she was done putting up a fight. The only movement from her was when some touch would spark an involuntary twitch.
Brent worked his khaki shorts down and hoisted her up on his lap. He sat back, fit her knees on either side of his fat thighs, and aimed her onto his hard but stubby dick. Using his big arms, he did most of the work lifting her up and down on his shaft. Emma's arms and head were all but flapping like a ragdoll; the guy might as well have been fucking a corpse. Dan wasn't sure whether he liked it, or if he preferred her to be resistant and combative instead. Either way he had a boner regardless.
He was trying to make out with her as he fucked her, but he wasn't getting much traction from her lax head. He eventually came and grunted a lot and held her still until he fully became soft again. Dan could see his white spunk spill out all over his small dick in one of the camera views as he lifted her off. She was unaffected. The guy sat panting as he likely had his hardest workout in months. Emma stood there not looking at him, cum sliding from her pussy once again.
Most likely just to fill his time, Brent massaged her a little longer, but never did much else until his time was up. Dan gathered him from the room and thanked him and sent him out to his car.
He popped back into her room, not quite sure what else to do before letting her get some sleep. The room smelled like sweat and semen and piss, he will clean it up in the morning, Emma would have to sleep in this filth tonight.
"You did pretty well today. You only fought back once, and I kind of enjoyed it. But don't get any ideas, not fighting back will not make me any less attracted to you. Myself and many other men will be raping you over and over for as long as I want. Would you like to know how much they pay me to fuck you?" Dan paused to see if she could come up with any kind of reply.
Emma merely shook her head.
"3 thousand an hour. That's what you're tight little body is worth. What do you think, is that enough for your sweet little holes? Or are you too posh for so little cash?"
She didn't move.
Dan found himself wanting to converse with her, even if it was some kind of argument. He didn't know why exactly. He wanted to see those lips move, but that wasn't quite it. Maybe he just wanted some sort of interaction. "You make men like me feel so fucking good with our cocks inside you, do you know that? That's all us guys want from you. We simply want to fuck you, and cum all over you … or inside you. We couldn't care less if you get pregnant. Actually, if you have a daughter, we can do the same to her too. Maybe start her off even younger. How does 8 or 9 years old sounds?"
Emma grimaced at that.
"Oh, you don't think so? Alright, maybe earlier, like when she's 5 or 6. Her fat little pussy lips tearing open for our old thick and veiny cocks. I bet she would cry even more than you did. She would cry and ask for her mommy … who would be right next to her also getting fucked hard, unable to do a damn thing about it. Your aunt Julia would know her favorite niece has been a fuck slave for years, and now her niece's daughter is one too." Dan was rubbing his shaft through his pants. "See how hard it makes me?"
She looked up and saw him. Her eyes were so red, in and around them, it was difficult to read her reaction, if there even was one. Now he was getting something from her, however small.
"Do you want to put it in your mouth? Have you not had your fill today?" Dan asked, pulling his shorts down to let out the tip.
Her eyes went back to the floor. "No." She said with some power behind it.
Now he had to. "Get over here. Suck my cock." He took off his clothes and sat in the chair that wasn't covered in cum. Emma shuffled over with fresh tears in her eyes. "Get on your knees, let's see how far down your throat we can go." Dan could see the fear building again, she knew this meant more choking. Could he cum a third time today? Maybe not, but he had to get his dick wet one more time. It was her first day after all. She leaned down to get started and Dan took a handful of her hair and squeezed it hard to get a good hold of her head. Emma took it and started giving a decent blowjob, if not a little tame. He let her go like that for a while, giving her a false sense that this would be a mild go of things this time.
After several minutes of wet tear and saliva soaked sucking, he rammed her head down hard, feeling his tip enter her throat. Her eyes bulged and her face quickly turned red. He let go and backed out enough to let her breathe through her nose. Then he shoved it back in, possibly even further. Emma's back arched up to compensate for the angle, almost giving him more room to go deeper ironically. He wanted to shoot his load, not in her mouth at all, but completely down her esophagus. She wouldn't even taste it, unless she pukes of course. "Fuck! I'll do this to your daughter too! Fill her little belly with old man jizz!" Dan loved her torture. His cock throbbed at his horrible ideas almost more than the feeling of being inside her.
She was gagging and large swaths of near bile would shoot out around his hard cock. He kept digging deeper, and would hold it longer. She was scratching and writhing all over the place each time. Then Dan would give her one good large breath, and go right back in. Her lips were purple, around her mouth was red and raw, her tiny neck bulged with tendons and trapped air, He could feel the orgasm coming, and just before it shot out, he let go, gave her a fake-out that let her think she could get a gasp of air, but quickly shoved it down even deeper still, basically getting her to breathe in his cum. She clearly did and started choking hard, but he held her even harder and shot his load into her lungs. She was drowning in semen. Once he stopped ejaculating, he backed out fast and she coughed and nearly puked all his cum back up. He knew he hadn't cum that much, but mixed with all her globs of slippery spit, it looked like as much as he did earlier today. It took her many minutes of coughing and clearing her throat to finally calm back down and she flopped against the bed on the floor. She was no doubt thinking that this was the absolute worst day of her life. Perhaps even thinking about how to kill herself in this prison.
"That was fucking hot." Dan said getting his clothes back on. "Pretty soon you'll be able to take that without any problem at all.
"Fuck you." Her voice was so raw he barely heard it.
Dan walked over, yanked her up, bent her over the bed, and started spanking her bare ass. It didn't take long to get that bubble butt bright and stinging. She was crying anew, mouth open very wide and almost wailing. Her throat was still so raw that she was sobbing between gnarly coughing fits. He spanked her raw. It would be sore for a few days, and maybe one of his clients wouldn't like that, but he didn't care. He just wanted to keep pummeling her. Her cheeks were clenched tight. If he hadn't just cum, he would have rammed his shaft in her tight butthole again. He made sure to get some good smacks across the back of both thighs, right below the cheeks. The sound rang out very loud in this small room.
A little exhausted, Dan let up, her legs dead and dangling over the edge of the bed, and walked out. He went and prepped her food. Tomorrow will be another adventure.
He barely slept. Ideas about what to do with Emma kept him up most of the night. There was still so much to explore with her. Dan got out of bed early and made her and himself breakfast. He ate his quickly and brought hers after, along with all the cleaning supplies needed for the room.
Emma ate the food provided but looked more miserable than ever. He used the carpet shampooer and a wet-vac to soak up all of the various fluids and messes from yesterday. Dan made sure to keep an eye on her as he worked, in case she tried jumping him or grabbing something to hit him with. Soon the place was fresh again but just a little moist on the floor in some areas. A decent fan system was installed for both AC and airflow for just such occasions and it was making quick work of the room.
"Time for another shower." Dan said after putting all of the cleaning gear outside and stepping back into the room. "The next client will be here in a few hours, so take your time, wash and scrub everywhere, and then, like before, choose an outfit."
The next man was late 30's, early 40's, decent looking and seemed very excited to play. Who wouldn't be? This time however, as per their prier conversations online, he was open to include Dan for a team up on Emma. That's one of the things Dan was looking forward to the most, he loved the idea of 2 or more guys taking her from all angles, and it sounded like this man was the same way. He went by the name Ray.
When mid-morning came, Dan did the usual security steps while meeting with Ray, and brought him back home. They went into the room together. Emma sat on the bed; she wore an ultra low-cut top barely held together at the waist hemline, which was hilarious on her as she had no breasts almost at all. Just in from the nipples, her entire chest was visible. She chose a tiny mini-skirt that could have fit a life-size child's doll. Her entire legs hung out from the red skirt, and she had another pair of heels on. These were platform stripper heels, the kind with clear vinyl wrapped around the top of her feet, and somewhere near 9" tall at the heel. She sat with knees tight together.
Dan sat down in a chair and said to Ray "Feel free to get started, I'll join in shortly."
He didn't hesitate and got right in there groping Emma's long thin legs. She did a small wince at first, but quickly remembered why she was there, and that there's nowhere else to go no matter how much she would want to. Ray got down on his knees and touched every bit of her legs and feet, then spread them apart showing him and Dan her white panties. He wasn't sure if they were a little wet from the recent shower, or from her own body, but he liked to think it was the latter.
Ray forced the tight skirt up to her waist and got the panties pulled down and out of those giant high heels. She didn't look as red and pummeled in the groin as she did last night. Ray moved his hand in and caressed her bare lips. Soon he tilted her back in the bed, and scooted up to bury his face in there, licking her fully. Emma had an arm over her eyes, but Dan didn't think she was crying yet. Dan pulled out his hard cock and began slowly stroking it, excited to participate. Ray did the same as he tongued her vagina, his pants were down, and one hand masturbating.
He put her legs up on the bed and pulled her to him to get a better angle of all her parts. He licked her anus and pussy and would put in a finger on occasion. His strokes were speeding up, Ray was going to need to climb inside her before too much longer.
On cue, Ray got up, took his pants off completely, and moved in between her open legs. His cock was almost as big as Dan's. He did a few test dips into her pussy and her asshole, then after only a few minutes turned to Dan to motion him over.
Dan jumped up and let Ray take the lead. Ray got onto his back on the bed, hoisted Emma up and onto his stomach, and reached over aiming his hardness inside her ass. Dan moved up, put his dick in her still surprisingly tight vagina, and they both began synchronizing their pumps to benefit each other. Dan would plunge in as Ray would pull out, and vice versa. Dan watched Emma's face change from the lingering discomfort of rape to horror of intrusion. It made him want to fuck her brains out, to literally melt her mind until all reason and thought of identity was vanquished.
With all the cumming Dan had done the day before, it would take a lot of pumping to ejaculate today, he could easily go for hours now. Ray might be like Dan was yesterday however; he could probably shoot his load any minute. And he gets priority with what and how he wants to do it. Dan is just along for the ride.
This was probably his favorite position to fuck; her on her back at the edge of the bed or chair or whatever, and him standing holding her legs out. He loved watching her face twist and contort, her eyes leaking tears of pain and invasion, watching her chest rise and fall with her fast breathing, her arms scramble to find something to grip and pull or push against as the waves of crazy feelings shoot up her torso from the double penetrations.
He pulled out of her tight pussy and aimed down above Ray's cock, forcing himself into her ass as well. It didn't work well at first, he kept slipping out and upward. There was plenty of moisture, Emma was just so damn tight and fresh, there was no room to peak his cock head in to get it started. He timed it so when Ray pulled out some, Dan pushed in hard and he popped into her wrecked ass, pressing firm against Ray's shaft. They both moved in unison. This got Ray really cooking and he seemed close to finishing. Dan felt like he could cum also and waited until Ray was filling her up to unleash his load.
Ray grunted hard and loud and was clearly pumping into her, Dan did the same. They were so sealed up from her rectum that no semen leaked out until they pulled out. Immediately a huge glob of their mixed fluids drooled from her anus and onto Ray's cock and balls. Wet farts and bubbling noises escaped her and her face was priceless with deep embarrassment. Dan lifted her off of Ray slowly and then turned her up onto her knees beside him. "Lick it all up." Dan said pointing to the cummy mess.
Emma hesitated a moment, but saw she had no choice and bent down licking from balls to penis tip. They both studied her humiliating action and made sure she lapped it all up. Dan wondered if she could taste her own asshole. When she finished, Ray sat up some, pulled her up, and stuck his tongue in her mouth. He was as dirty and Dan, and he loved it.
Satisfied, Ray stood up, dick still mostly hard. "That was awesome." He said panting some.
"Agreed. Have you got another one in you?"
"I think so, give me a minute."
She sat there side eyeing them talk about her as though she wasn't there and had no say or input. It was on purpose.
"Shall we spit roast her?" Dan asked.
"Oh man, that sounds hot too." He was already stroking himself to keep it hard. Dan did the same, although he needed another minute as he was fairly soft now. He was going to need a week to recover after all this.
After a few minutes of standing there stroking and watching her curled up body try to hide from these grown men, they went back at it and put Emma onto her hands and knees. They got up on the bed with her, Ray at her mouth, and Dan going for her pussy again. She opened up and took his full girth and Dan slid in nicely to her sopping wet vagina, fluids all made by her confused body. Again they synced up their movements, Dan in, Ray out, Dan out, Ray in. She rocked forward and backward and the guys didn't even need to move much before too long. Dan had a great view of her gaping ass so he put some fingers in there. She likely barely felt it at this point. There was still some sperm in there. He would go back and forth from grabbing her small ass to thumbing her anus.
Ray held her head and was gagging her quite well; there were a lot of choking sounds coming from her. Both men were able to hold this position for quite a while before finishing. With a large cock down her throat, it was hard to tell if she was making resisting noises, or involuntary ones. Either way sounded hot to Dan, he came first and let her body rock forward and backward for a bit after emptying his balls before he climbed off the bed and let Ray do his thing.
It wasn't too much longer before he pulled out and jizzed on her tongue with her mouth open as wide as it would go. Emma swallowed and flopped back onto the bed. Another successful teen fucking.
Weeks went by of debauchery and violations of Emma's wispy frail body. He lost track of how many men continued to ruin her. There were giant black men with cocks twice the size of Dan's, one time was a whole group including Dan that took her on like it was some kind of gangbang porno, days full of facials, creampies, anal gaping, violent mouth fucking, bondage, and plenty of abuse to every body part you could think of. Often Emma was rubbed raw and red, bruised, disheveled, exasperated, and barely aware of what atrocities were being done to her.
As he needed to get back to work, many days would not get started for Emma until he got home and could bring the next guy in for her. Dan would buy more clothes and costumes as the first ones became ripped or ragged. He had to buy the next size smaller at one point since she barely ate, she was getting almost skeletal. He didn't care, he loved watching men tear her open, and often did so himself right along with them, if not after. Some nights he would wake up hard and go in to give her a good raping, waking her up from likely nightmare filled sleep. His dick would be buried in her before she even woke. Sometimes he would just cum on her sleeping face and leave. Emma was purely for sex now. Her mind was lost. She didn't really communicate anymore, but Dan still had one more trick up his sleeve to completely obliterate her conscience and identity.
Approximately one year after kidnapping Emma Roberts, Dan upped the ante in a big way. A full year of torturous rape and abuse and sometimes near beatings, he brought Emma a gift.
"I have something new for your today Emma. Wake up." Dan said as he entered her room in the morning. He held the upper arm of someone new, a young girl with dark hair.
This new girl screamed out "Emma!" and Emma sat up straight, alert as ever.
"Grace, NO! NOO!!" Emma croaked with a scratchy voice.
Grace Nickels, Emma's younger sister, who recently turned 6 years old. Emma was filled with renewed fear and panic; she knew what was coming.
"I brought the next best thing to your own daughter: your sister Grace." He said over both of their shouting and crying. "I've got a whole new toy to play with, and I think she's going to love it here."
Emma was sobbing uncontrollably and moved toward Dan to interject but she was so weak and tired he easily pushed her back onto the bed. Dan lifted Grace by her arms and put her on the bed also, dick already hard in his jeans. Grace was balling giant tears but had no idea why or what was to come next. Emma knew all too well, and that excited Dan. He was absolutely evil.
He ripped her bottoms and underwear off in one quick tug, her little shoes flying away with them. He then unbuttoned his own pants and let his massive adult cock flop out forward. Emma was losing it; she was trying to stop him with flailing arms. It was useless. He pulled little Grace up closer, spit on her puffy darker-skinned lips, and put his penis tip between them. Dan held her torso with one large hand, and fended off Emma with the other. It seemed like his cock was never really going to enter her, at least not without lots of coxing, so he moved down to what he knew could accept his girth. Using more spit, he worked the tip into her mini anus. Grace was shrieking now, the playback was going to be fun to watch. Soon he was in her tanned asshole, nearly dry save for some spit, but there was blood leaking out since her skin was so unaccustomed to forceful entry. Emma must be dying inside.
"Almost like your first day, right Emma?" Dan said making sure she stayed fully conscious of what was happening. "Your tears didn't help you, and it certainly won't help little Gracie here." He said between grunts. "She's so much tighter than you even, it feels amazing. I can't wait to fill her up in all her small holes. And I have so many men lined up to do the same."
Emma shook and incoherently pleaded to Dan. She could barely form words, or hold herself up. It was too bad he didn't bring a guy with him already to occupy her, but he wanted her to get full views of her sister being raped violently. It was the final nail in the coffin of her brain.
It had been a few days since Dan had fucked Emma, so his balls were very full once again. He edged in Grace for roughly an hour, going from ass to mouth and back a few times. Her child sized vagina and pelvis was too small for him, and he didn't want to completely break her yet since there was so much money to be made from her, so he decided to cum on her tiny face. Two ropes in and her face was covered, so by the fifth or sixth semen blast, Grace was drowning in his seed. Dan forced Emma to suck it all up but told her not to swallow. Once she had the majority in her mouth, he instructed her to spit it all into Grace's open mouth. With both of their uncontrollable crying, it didn't work out quite as planned, but it was still fun to watch. A lot did enter her mouth, but also down her bare chest.
Dan was still erect, so he yanked Emma's ass over and dug deep into her long-ago gaped hole. It still felt good, but nowhere near as tight as the hole he just finished fucking. "Kiss your little sister while I fuck you." He demanded. She did. Grace's messy and pained face was fun to see. Dan pounded harder and soon came again, his hands pushing down hard on Emma's skinny ass.
Once off the bed, Dan sunk into one of the side chairs and caught his breath. Grace still cried as Emma tried to console her quietly.
More weeks and months went by with the same routine of bringing in anonymous men to play with both girls. Soon Grace was getting gangbanged, her vagina torn open eventually by some rather aggressive men. Emma didn't get as much attention as before now that a much younger and tighter option was available, which was to be expected, although Dan found Emma much more beautiful overall.
Someone must have busted Grace's insides because she became sick and seemed to have some kind of infection. She died some days later, but not before getting a good dicking from Dan and others, sick or not. Dan had to find a way to get rid of her tiny broken body. This was it for Emma Roberts as well as she turned fully catatonic. She quit talking, quit resisting, quit eating and soon was sick and suffering from malnutrition. Even Dan didn't feel like fucking her anymore. Emma later died as well, possibly solely from heartbreak.
After some time, Dan tore down the room, backed up all of the thousands of hours of video, and dismantled that computer. No one ever found out what happened to the once famous Emma Roberts and her younger sister.