Stories about Young girls having their virginity forcefully taken. Virgins Raped, Abused, Filmed, Blackmailed and forced into prostitution.

 

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These stories could features characters under the age of 18.  If you do not like such stories, please stop reading. This story is all fiction and no characters in it are meant to resemble any real person.  If you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime and the penalty is many years in prison. The people who commit rape are despised everywhere. No one is being hurt, and this is pure fantasy.  In addition, although persons of distinct nationalities, ethnicities, cultures or religions may be portrayed, no offense is meant to anyone. All models are 18 and over.

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In this interview Charlotte tells us about the terrible experience she had while visiting her parents in Egypt to celebrate her birthday.

Just a few days after her birthday, Arab workers dragged her into an apartment they were renovating, she was held in the apartment for a few hours, while three Arab workers repeatably raped and abused her.

Charlotte: This is the first time; I have ever talked about what happened.
 
Where did it happen?
I was at a private girl’s boarding school in England. The summer holidays were due to begin. My parents worked in Egypt at the British Consulate and I was going out to stay with them for my school holidays and celebrate my birthday.
I was ever so excited; I had never been abroad before.

Did it happen in Egypt?
Yes, about two weeks after I arrived, my mother had warned me about the Arabs. I never went out on my own. I wasn’t stupid; in fact I was a very sensible girl for my age.
May be that’s the only reason I am still alive today, the penalty for rape in Egypt is the death sentence, that’s why most of the rape victims are killed, so they cant identify there rapist.  

How old were you then?
I had only just had my birthday three days before it happened.

This is me, sunbathing on our apartment terrace in Egypt. One day after my birthday, just two days before I was raped.

I think I looked older as I was tall for my age. My dad was very tall and my mother was Swedish and blond. I knew I was quite a pretty girl, being tall and slim with long blond hair.

What clothes were you wearing when it happened?
We had been invited to some sort of embassy dinner and dance for families and friends who worked at the consulate.

Mum had brought me a white cotton dress it was very beautiful, it came just below my knees and had a hand-embroidered hem, short sleeves and buttons down the front to the waist. I even had matching short white ankle socks
Mum had done my hair; she had left it long with just a few curls in it to make it look fuller. I was so proud; I think I must have been the prettiest girl at the ball.
Children and all teenagers year had to leave the ball before 9 o’clock.
We had a magic show, then dad said I had to go home, he organised a driver and I was driven back to our apartment block, the driver even accompanied me into the reception area and he called the lift.

Did you at any time you feel in danger, or that somebody was following you?
No, the apartment block was very safe; we even had security in and outside. Our apartment was on the 8th floor. They were renovating all the apartments on the 4th floor; the Arab workers always used the staff and furniture lift. Long pause.

Take your time, I know it must be very difficult for you, just tell us what happened.
In the lift I pressed the button for my floor, the door closed and the lift went up. The bell rang and the lift stopped at the 4th floor. The doors opened. Two Arab workers were standing there; they were both wearing the typical dirty white caftans that Arab workers wore.
It all happened very quickly, they both came in the lift, one snatched my hand the other one grabbed my hair and together they pulled me out of the lift.
I screamed and the one pulling me by my hair put his hand over my mouth to keep me quite. They pulled me along the corridor and into one of the apartments that was being renovated. There were cement sacks and boxes of tiles in the entrance; they pulled me into one of the rooms, it was empty, apart from a dirty old mattress on the floor.

Can you describe your assailants?
This is a sketch of what the older Arab man looked like.

My white bridesmaid dress was beautiful it came to just above the knee and it had buttons half way down the front to my waist and I had matching white ankle socks, my long slim legs were very brown from the summer and my shoulder length brown hair really looked good with the white dress.

Mr. Brown was at the wedding, he is the owner of the stables were I keep my pony “Chip” I’ve had  Chip for 3 years now. Ever since my eleventh birthday, Chip has been and is the only and biggest love of my life but now he was very sick. The vet had been to see him. Mr. Brown had told me he had a virus for which special medicine was required and it was very expensive. My parents had already told me there was no way they could afford it and I would have to prepare myself for the worst.

Mr. Brown had told me he might be able to help and he was going to talk to me today at the wedding. At the reception he’d told me to meet him at 7 o’clock in the parking at his Rolls Royce, it was parked right at the end of the parking a big old white classic one. My dad was coming to pick me up from the reception at 8:30 because he did not want me to stay any later than that.

Mr. Brown was about 60 years old and a bit over weight and he was one of those old men that couldn’t keep his eyes of the young girls at the stables, I didn’t particularly like him. I waited at his car and when he arrived he opened the back door and we both sat in the back of his car.

He came straight to the point, telling me the medicine for Chip will be very expensive but after the treatment, which will take about a year Chip will be as good as new again. He told me my parents had asked him to get chip taken to the knacker’s yard tomorrow morning, so he would be gone when I got back from school.

I was horrified and pleaded that he couldn’t do that. He agreed with me and said he could help; he could ring the vet, who would come tomorrow morning to start the treatment, if that is what I really wanted. However, he added, I would have to learn that everything in life has a price and sometimes we all have to do things we don’t want to do, too pay this price.

 He told me, that I was a very pretty young girl and he was a man, then he put his hand on my knee. I had never in my life been touched by a man like this before, I was really shocked,  quickly I pushed his hand away, telling him;

“No, Please Mr. Brown.

He tells me, it’s my decision; he gets his phone out, holding it in front of me he asks me, who should he ring now? The knacker’s yard, who would collect my pony, then take it away for dog meat, or the vet.

I didn’t know what to say, I love my pony, I really love my pony so very much, I would do anything to save Chip. My eyes watered, a tear rolled down my cheek.

He got a box of tissues out of the door side pocket and handed me a tissue, saying:

You want me to phone the vet don’t you?

I nod; somehow I just had to save Chip.

He continued: “It’s really a very small sacrifice you’re going to make now to save your pony; you do want to save Chip don’t you?”

I nodded again.

“Good girl” He says continuing

 “It won’t take long, just a few minutes with me here, and then you can go back to the wedding. Nobody will ever know, and then tomorrow after school you can come to the yard and give your pony a big hug. You want him still to be there tomorrow don’t you?”

I nod again and he puts his hand back on my bare knee, I don’t know what to do now.

I feel his hand slowly moving up and down feeling my leg; it’s horrible I hate being touched by him. I turn my head away from him and look out the car window into a green field. After a few minutes, he takes his hand away, thank God.

“See. That’s not difficult is it,” he says. I just  answer “Can I go now” and keep looking out the car window.

 He moves his hands to the top of my dress and starts to undo the top button of my dress.

“No please “I put my hands up to stop him from undoing the button.

“I can’t do this, Please Mr. brown. I’m not that type of girl, there must be another way,” I plead

He says, “It’s too late now. So just be a good girl or your pony is going to be dog meat by tomorrow morning, you understand?” I nod.

Please God save my pony I don’t want to do this.

He undoes the top button, I don’t know what to do, I just keep staring out the window looking at the green field. He undoes the next button, my eyes fill with tears.  I want to stop him, but I don’t. I just want to save my pony I don’t want chip to be slaughtered; I want the vet to come and make chip better again, whatever it costs.

He slowly unbuttons the front of my dress. I’m crying now.  He opens my dress and I close my eyes. I’m so ashamed.

 

I just sit there, rigid not moving, crying with my eyes tightly closed. as he pulls the top of my dress down off my shoulders and down my arms.  Then my little bra is pulled down so that my small breasts are exposed. I immediately put my hand up to try and cover myself but he pulls my hand away telling me, I’m a good girl and it won’t take long now.

 He puts his hand on my bare chest and starts groping and squeezing my small breasts.

It’s awful; I want him to stop.

Finally, he stops touching my breasts and then he pushes me back down onto the seat.

Immediately I pull my bra and dress back up to cover my breasts.

Now his hands are on my legs, going up under my dress. His hand are right up to the top of my legs, I feel his fingers getting hold of my panties,

“No please”. I plead, as he begins pulling my panties down. Sobbing I tell him.

  “No stop. I have to go; my daddy will be here soon”

My little white panties are down to my knees now.

He tells me, just a few more minutes and I can go.

Quickly he pulls my panties further down, until there right down to my ankles, then over one foot, He leaves them on, just hanging round my other ankle.

His strong hands grab hold of my ankles and he pulls my legs apart, he moves himself in between my opened legs and pushes my skirt up.

I’m frightened now.  Frightened of what he wants to do to me.

“Please” I stammer, telling him “Please no, I don’t want you to.  Don’t do this to me. Listen please; I don’t want you to go all the way”

I heard the other girls using that expression at school, when they were talking about boys, How far did you let him go? Did you let him go all the way?  But none of them had done that, not yet.

He asks me if I’m still a virgin.

I nod, I am, and it was the truth. I haven’t even had a boy friend yet.  “Please I’m only fourteen”, I plead, adding, “and I want to stay a virgin.”

I meant that as well, I really wanted to stay a virgin it was very important to me. I intended to keep my virginity until I was at least eighteen; I was definitely going to save myself. I had even dreamed about my wedding, I would have a beautiful white dress and of course, I would still be a virgin, pure and innocent in white, I was going to save myself for that special day in my life.

Brown bends over me telling me, just a few more minutes now and then I can go back to the wedding reception. He tugs and pulls the back of my white bridesmaid dress up so my bare bottom is on the cream blanket.

I don’t hear him unzip and open his trousers; he’s heavy laying on me, he’s got his hand in between the top of my legs.

With his knees, he pushes my legs further apart...

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I think, he knows I’m a virgin and he knows I want to stay a virgin.  So he won’t go all the way.

He pushing something hard against me, I think he’s trying to push his finger in my vagina.

It’s uncomfortable, it feels too big and it starts to hurt as he tries to push it in me.

Horrified, I suddenly realize, it is not his finger, it’s his penis. Oh God no. He has his penis out, and he is trying to push it in me.

I scream at him to stop it.

But he just keeps pushing trying, to force his thing in me; it is really hurting now as he pushes harder.

Frightened now, I wriggle furiously, trying to push him off. Somehow, I have to stop him. 

If I can just close my legs, but he’s too heavy, I try to get my hand down there to push his thing away, but I can’t.

I scream at him. “Stop, No. Stop it, Stop it your hurting me”

I continue wriggling; somehow, I have to stop him. Desperately I try to close my legs, 

Finally, I manage to pull my knees together and I am able to close my legs enough to stop him.

 

Brown is angry now with the stupid young girl. He’d only just managed to get the tip of his penis into the tight little bitch’s vagina entrance, when she started wriggling desperately, closing her legs, stopping him, so he couldn’t push his penis into her any further.

Now he was annoyed that he hadn’t been able to penetrate her properly.

But brown was determined now, he was going to have his way with this little virgin. She was going to lose her virginity here and now. He was going to be the first man between her beautiful young legs, weather she liked it or not.

Angrily Brown tells her:

“If you are going to be difficult, then you pony is going to the slaughter house today. Do you know what they do there? They will shoot a long metal spike into is head and wriggle it about inside it brain until its dead, then by tomorrow morning your pony will be dog food. You understand that”

The sobbing girl starts pleading.

“No please. Please I beg you don’t do this to me, I want to save my pony but please don’t do this to me”

Brown ignores her pathetic pleading. It was obvious she did not want to have sex. If she thinks she keep her virtue and save herself for some special day in her life, that stay a nice decent young girl dream is t is going to end, here and now in the back of his car.

Brown had taken Viagra and now his penis was fully erect, in fact, it was as hard as a rock and his balls were full.  He was going to shove his penis right up inside her tight little virginal vagina, then give her a good fucking, empty all his sperm deep inside the little bitch  whether she liked it or not. After he had finished with her today, she definitely won’t have any purity, virginity or innocents left to save for anyone.

Brown firmly tells her: “You don’t have a choice now girl”

 

“Please I beg you”

I keep pleading and begging him.

I don’t know what to do. I’m frightened of him, he is so angry now. I know now, if I don’t let him do what he wants, then he will have my pony taken away and killed this very today. I can’t let that happen to Chip. I just cannot let chip die like that.  I have to save him.

 

Brown gets hold of my leg, pulling it up and pushing my foot over the back of the front seat,

He pulls it down, jamming it tightly in the small gap between the two front seats.

Now he grabs my other leg. Pulling it in the other direction forcing my legs apart.

I want to stop him. I really want to stop him, but I just want to save my pony.

He pushes my foot right up on top of the back seat, forcing me to open and spread my legs wide apart.

He keeps his strong hand round my ankle, holding it tightly to stop me from closing my legs as he moves himself in between my opened legs.

In this position now with my legs open, being held wide apart so I won’t be able to close them, I know now I’ll never be able to able to stop him.

 

He moves forwards, positioning himself in between my opened thighs.

Brown looks down at the young girl, he admires her long slim firm legs, now opened and spread wide apart for him, in between the top of her legs, a little fluff of golden brown pubic hair. He sees her small delicate lips together, protecting the small entrance to her tight virginal vagina.

He knows in just a moment now, he will be pushing his penis in between those delicate lips and she won’t be able to stop him.  Anyway the girl wasn’t really resisting any more now, because she knew now what would happen to her pony.

She had been a real little virgin teaser down at the stables, but he was going to end that now.

 

Holding my leg, he uses his other hand to unbuckle his belt and opens his trousers.

I see it now, his long fat penis, oh God it’s so big, sticking out from under his stomach, its revolting.

He bends over me, putting his hand down in between the top of my legs..

 

 “No please. Please don’t do this, let me go”

Oh god. Why doesn’t someone help me?

 

I beg and plead as he repositions himself.

I feel his thing hard pushing against me.

“Please no” I beg.

I know, I won’t be able to stop him now. I don’t want him to do this to me

 I can’t close my legs because one foot is caught, jammed in between the front seats so I can’t pull it out, with one hand he’s holding my other leg up on the back shelf his fingers tight round my ankle holding my foot up to keep me legs spread wide apart.

“No please” I beg him now as he lowers himself on top of me . his other hand between the top of my legs,  he’s starts trying to push his penis into me.

“No. No.”

He tells me to Shut up and keep still.

Oh god please don’t let this happen to me. I don’t want him to do this to me.

“Please don’t, stop it.” I plead, telling him

“I want to stay a virgin. Let me stay a virgin. Please don’t do this to me”

However, he is not listening to me.

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PART 3 ….I can’t stop him………It hurts, it really hurts. He takes my virginity and rapes me..

 

 

 

 

 

Part 3

I want him to stop now, but he just keeps pushing, trying to force his large penis in me.

Oh God.

Please don’t let him put his penis in me; I do not want him to do that.

He pushes harder, I can feel his large penis stretching and hurting me as he tries to force it into the small tight entrance to my vagina.

Its hurting.

Oh God. Its hurting, Its really hurting now.

“Stop it. Stop it” I yell at him. “You’re hurting me”

Oh.  Please make him stop.

He pushes hard.

I scream.  A terrible sharp pain between my legs.

I keep screaming, it feels like his large penis is tearing me apart now as he forces it inside me.

He puts his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams as he begins to force his penis further and deeper inside me.

Now that he forced it into me, the pain is less, but it still hurts.

He takes his hand away hand away from my mouth, and tells me to be quiet

His penis feels so big and horrible inside me, and it hurts as he tries to push it even further up inside my vagina.

“Get of me stop it”. I yell at him. I try to push him off, he’s to heavy.

Ignoring me, he pushes my foot further up along the back shelf, forcing my legs even further apart, so that my thighs are opened and now spread really wide apart. Holding me in that position, he pushes himself into me.

I gasp and cry out, as he thrusts his penis hard into me, pushing it in now as far as he can.

He withdraws and I gasp again then as he thrusts it back into me.

He does it repeatedly; each time thrusting it right up inside me. Pushing it in as far as, he can

Each time he seems to get more of his large penis even further up inside me.

I just laid there sobbing while he does it to me, its still hurting as he moves inside me, but not as much as before.

After about 10 hard painful thrusts, he is able to get the full length of his penis up inside my vagina.

   Keeping his penis pushed up inside me, he stops moving and is still for a moment.

He says to me:

 “Good girl. That’s better now, you really were a tight little virgin, don’t worry,” He laughs, continuing. “Now that I’ve taken your virginity and busted your cherry, It’s never going to hurt like this again.”

  “Please. just let me go now” I beg him.

As he starts moving inside me again, He tells me, he’s nearly finished, just a few more minutes. But says, first he has to make sure I’ve been opened and broken in properly and then when he’s finished doing that, then I can go.

Quickly now, he pulls the top of my dress down again. Then my bra down, so my small breasts are exposed. I do not resist, what does it matter now.

He grabs hold of my brests, grouping and squeezing them tightly, he begins to quickly jerks his penis back and forth in side me.

Please God. I just want him to stop.

His breathing is loud  now and he starts grunting as his movement gets quicker.

I just lay there crying while he does it to me, it hurts as he reputably thrusts his large penis back and forth in side me. I don’t try to resist. I can’t stop him, it’s too late now.

 

I wonder how long it will take before he has opened and broken me in properly.

I just want him to finish, so it will be over.

Sobbing I beg him

“Please stop now, my daddy will be looking for me”

But his thrusting just continues.

His movements now getting faster and faster, until he finally gasps loudly.

He stops moving inside me, I feel it all warm up inside me now, I think, I hope he’s finished now.

He withdraws and gets off me, I just lay there on the seat, my legs still stretched wide apart.

I’m’ hurting between my legs and in my tummy where his penis has been up inside me.

I hear him doing his trousers up.

He asked me if I’m okay, I’m crying, I don’t answer him. He hands me some tissues, he tells me to put them between my legs, because I am bleeding.

I look down at my legs, horrified I see blood between the top of my legs on the inside of my thighs. He tells me, not to worry, I’m only bleeding because I was a virgin, He adds, it’s normal for a virgin to bleed the first time, it will stop in a few moments.

 

I pull my bra and dress up and use the tissue to wipe the blood off my legs. I am still bleeding.

He hands me more tissues I hold them with one hand between the top of my legs while I button my dress up.

I take the tissues away from between my legs, but I’m still bleeding, so he gives me some more tissues to put between my legs.

I put a foot back through my panties and pull them up again leaving the tissues inside my panties.

He steps out of the car and holds the door open for me, as I stand up I see the large blood stain on the cream blanket that I’d been laying on. He tells me not to worry its only my virgin blood, he will clean it up later.

Outside the car, he holds my arm and gives me another tissue for my tears.

He tells me I’ve been a very good girl and nobody will ever have to know about this.

He says it will be our little secret; nobody needs to know that I opened my legs for him.

He adds that tomorrow, the vet will see my pony and everything will be all right. 

He laughs telling me that I was a good little virgin and I’m not to worry, he’s not going to tell anyone that he’s just taken my virginity and given me a good fucking.

Then he gets in the car and drives off.

 

In his Rolls, Mr. Brown has a very satisfied grin on his face as he picks his phone and dials a preset number.

You remember that very pretty young girl from the stables I told you about. Yes, that’s right the 14 year old.

Well I’ve just had the little bitch, she was one of the bridesmaids at the wedding and I’m telling you she looked breathtaking, she had a little white bridesmaid dress on with white ankle socks. So sweet and innocent and you can believe me, she was innocent very innocent.

Brown laughs, she was still a virgin; I told you she would be.  Still laughing he continues, well she’s definitely  not a virgin any more now, I’ve made sure of that and I got her virgin blood all over my car blanket to prove it.

I can tell you tell you, she was a real tight little bitch, I had a hell of a job getting my prick in her. However, with sheer determination, a stiff rod and a bit of brute force,  I was able to shove it up her tight little cunt.

You should have heard her, good job I parked the car at the back of the car park she really screamed her head off when I pushed it in and popped her cherry.

Then once I’d taken her precious virginity and opened the tight little bitch,  I gave her a real good fucking, and it was very enjoyable.

I tell you, she has a beautiful young body, nice and firm, not much tit on her yet, but then the bitch is still a bit young.

There was silence, while person on the other end of the phone talked.

Brown continued:  I told her the vet will be coming round tomorrow but it’s going to take at least a year, using very expensive medicines maybe even longer than a year.

He laughed and smirked, telling his friend. The little bitch is going to have to pay for it, once a week I will have her round and she will have to open her pretty little legs for me, so I can give her a real good fucking. He laughed; she fell for the story, hook line and sinker. She really believes her pony is sick. I’ll tell you what, wait till I’ve fucked her a few more times and broken her in properly, so she really understands why she’s got a hole between her legs, then you can come round and use her and your brother can use if he wants.

 

I watched the Rolls Royce go out of the parking, slowly I start walking back to where the wedding reception was. It’s was still hurting I’m soar between my legs and my tummy is aching, I can feel where he’s been inside me. I know I’ve been raped. I think it was rape, I said no, I told him I was a virgin and I didn’t want him to go all the way, I really had tried to stop him.

 

Back at the wedding reception, I go straight to the toilet. I take the tissue out from between my legs. There’s fresh blood on it, I put it down the toilet and put some fresh toilet paper between my legs and go outside.  My daddy is there waiting for me and he takes me home.

 

As soon as I get home, I take a shower I try to wash away what that horrible man has done to me I just want to be clean again. I wash and wash but I just cannot wash away what he’s done to me. I know I am never going to be clean again now, not after what he has done to me.

I wash myself, repeatedly, but I still feel dirty. He has left me with a stain, that for the rest of my life I will never be able to get rid of.

After the shower I go to bed, my eyes closed but I cannot sleep. I keep thinking about what he has done to me.

I know, I’ve been raped, he raped me, it was rape I said no and I kept saying no, but he did not stop. I did not open my legs for him.  He forced himself on me.

I know I am not a virgin any more now; he took my virginity I know that for sure. He had forced his large penis into my vagina.

In the back of his car, he had held and forced my legs until they  were opened and spread wide apart so it was easy for him and he was able to penetrate me properly and get the full length of his large penis right up inside me.

Then holding and keeping my legs spread wide apart like that, he had sex with me, it was against my will but he still had sex with me. He used me. He, he fucked me and he put all his revolting sperm inside me.

I can still feel a burning pain between legs where he forced his penis into me.

Brown had made sure, that now I will never be a virgin again. In fact now, I will never be a pure decent girl ever again.

And what will happen now, when I meet a nice boy and we fall in love? He will expect that I am a nice decent girl and still a virgin. Then the first time we make love, will he know. Will he be able to tell that I’m not a virgin anymore, will he know that I’ve been fucked and used by another man before him?  Even if it was against my will …. Eventually I must have fallen asleep.

 

Next Part: But Mr. Brown is not satisfied, with just a onetime quickie in the back of his Rolls. Even though the pretty young girl had had given him her virginity, that was not going to be enough.

 

Part 4

 

I did not see Mr. Brown at the stables and I didn’t want to see that horrible man. I hoped that I would never have to see him ever again.

What he had done to me would remain a secret. I was so ashamed that I would never tell anyone about what had happened, it would be dreadful if somebody found out about what had happened.

However, two weeks later on a Monday after school I was in the stable and had just finished brushing my pony, who was now a lot better, thanks to the medicine the vet was giving him.

When Mr. Brown suddenly appeared at the stable door.

He asked me if my pony was better. I just nodded I didn’t want to talk or look at him or have anything to do with him.

But he continued talking to me. Telling me how expensive the treatment was and how very important it was that the treatment was continued.

He asked if I understood what he meant. I just nodded.

He told me, I would have to come to his office tomorrow after school and he would show me the vets bills. He added if I was not at his office by 4.30 tomorrow then the vet would not be coming here anymore.

 

After school the next day still in my school uniform, I went straight to his office.

I was going to tell him that if he touched me again, I would go to the police.

At his office, he showed me a vet’s bill for over 500 pounds, explaining that was just for one month and my pony would need treatment for at least 12 months.

I was horrified at the cost, but he told me not to worry. He would pay all the vet bills and my pony would get better.

However, He said, I would have to understand, and then he told me: that just a quickie in the back of his Rolls, even if I had been a virgin, wasn’t going to be enough to cover the cost of my pony’s medicine and treatment.

He took hold of my arm and walked me through the back door to his private office, the room was full of bookshelves stacked with files and in the middle of the room was a big old desk.

He told me,   I either did what he said now, or he would ring the knackers yard and they would come and pick up my pony today, then by tomorrow morning my pony would be  dog food.

“Please Mr. Brown” I pleaded to him

He looked me up and down; I was in my school uniform, a dark blue skirt, white blouse, blue blazer and white knee length socks on.

You want your pony to get better don’t you.

I nodded.

Then you’re going to have to be a good girl aren’t you.

I nod again, and he says:

“So be a good girl now, take off your pants”

 “No, I can’t t do that. I won’t do that” I tell him and add,

“If you touch me again I will go to the police”

He looked at me, and said:

That’s your decision; he said adding. “When you go out, don’t forget to say goodbye to your pony as you will never be seeing him again”

He lifted his phone up of the desk saying

“I’ll call the knackers yard now, they should be her in about 20mins so you have time to go and say goodbye to your pony.”

My pony. Oh god my poor, I can’t let this happen to him.

I just stood there and started crying.

He saw me crying and asked if I wanted to change my mind?”

Crying, I nod

“You are making the right decision. And I promise you nobody will ever have to know about our little secret”

He goes on telling me:

“It would be a shame, if what you did in the back of my Rolls was all for nothing”

I just looked at the floor in front of me, as he continued.

“Do you think you’re still saving yourself or something like that?  You’ve got nothing left to save now girl. You’ve lost your innocence. You’re definitely not a virgin any more now, I made sure of that” He sniggers continuing.  “All that’s left now from your precious virginity now, is a blanket in the boot of my car stained with your virgin blood.”

I hated this man why was he so horrible.

“Now stop being silly” He tells me. “I don’t have a lot of time, just be a good girl and take off your pants”

Oh god, I was trapped, I knew now I would have to do what he said.

If I didn’t , then it would all be for nothing.

I tried to plead with him: “Please no”

But he just stood there looking at me, waiting.

I felt so ashamed, he watches me as I slowly put my hands up under my skirt and I pull my panties down.

As I pull my panties down he tells me I’m a good girl.

 I take my panties off and put them in my blazer pocket.

He tells me to take my blazer off.

I take it off and put it over a chair next to the desk.

He holds my arm and pushes me up to the desk, till I’m standing right in front facing the desk.

He moves round and stands behind me.

I feel his hand on my back, he tells me to bend over the desk.

“Please Mr. Brown don’t do that to me again” I stammer continuing.

“It really hurts, it was so painful, please don’t do it again to me, you made me bleed”

But he just tells me:

“That was only because it was your first time, you were a virgin; you’re not a virgin any more now, so it’s not going to hurt.”

Again he tells me to bend over the desk.

I feel his hand on my back pushing me; slowly and unwillingly, I bend over his desk.

“Good girl, I won’t take long”

He stands behind me. Keeping one hand on my back to keep me bent over the desk, I hear him unbuckling his belt, then the zip on his trouser.

My skirt is pulled up over my bottom.

I feel it, his penis between the top of my legs. Pushing, prodding.

Knowing it going to hurt now.

I gasp as he enters me, it hurts a little bit as he pushes his penis inside me, but nothing like the terrible pain the first time, he did it to me.

He holds me round the waist and begins to thrusts his penis back and forth in side me.

His penis moving easily inside me now as he quickens his movement.

It stars to feel nice and I feel a warm feeling growing in my groin from his movements. I don’t want it to feel nice. I am not going to enjoy this. Oh God, what he is doing to me.

No. No. I gasp as his penis pushes hard into me and I suddenly feel a wonderful sensation between my legs and which seems to travel through my body.

He withdraws, finished now. I quickly push my skirt down and put my pants back on.

I feel so ashamed and embarrassed about what has happened, the feeling he has given me. When I leave his office, I still have this nice sensation between my legs and in my body. Horrified I realize that I have just experienced my first orgasm. I feel so ashamed about what has happened and frightened because I enjoyed what he did to me.

 

A few days later, a beautiful new saddle appeared in the tack room replacing my old one. I saw Mr. Brown the next day. He told me to come to his office on Monday after school, in my school uniform; he liked me in my school uniform. He added, I would have to come to his office every Monday in future, did I understand that? I just nodded.

 

The Corner Shop.  Part 1

My name is Susan Smith and I’m thirteen years old, I go to a mixed secondary modern school outside the London area.

I am fairly tall for my age with long blond hair and blue eyes like my mum, I suppose you could say I’m quite a pretty girl, possible a bit too slim but mum said that would change as I got older.
The photo is of me in my school uniform, it was taken about a month before I was raped.
“Photo removed”
I lived with my mum and my younger sister Chrissy in a rented terraced house with a small garden in front, not very far from my school. So, I was able to walk to school every day with my eleven-year-old sister, Chrissy.

We’d lost our father, he had a heart attack, the doctors said, he was very young for something like that to happen, but that didn’t help to bring my dad back.
Mum had a job in town and she was earning just enough money to keep us, but money was pretty tight and I didn’t get any pocket money.
At the end of our road was a corner shop that sold just about everything, the proprietor was a Mr. Hassan, He was Indian or Pakistani, quite old and a bit fat, bald headed and he had a gray moustache . I didn’t like him, he was sort of slimy and when I was in his shop. he always used to stare at my legs, I knew my school skirt was a bit short and in the last six months I’d gotten taller, mum was going to get me a new one, but she just couldn’t afford it at the moment.
Mum had an account at the shop and often I would get the list of everything she needed and then mum would pay for all the groceries at the end of the month, when she got her pay cheque.
Things went seriously wrong when she became ill and then lost her job. Mum was now bed ridden and the doctor said it would take a long time for her to get better.
The corner shop bill hadn’t been paid for two weeks; I didn’t want to go down there anymore because Mr. Hassan kept asking for the money. But mum was insistent that I went and got some food, she wrote a note for Mr. Hassan telling him that a friend of hers was going to help and she would be able to pay the entire bill next week.
Mr. Hassan was very dubious, and I had to sign some papers, which I didn’t really read and I was far too young and naive to know that a thirteen year old couldn’t sign any kind of agreement. But he gave me all the groceries I needed and even some money extra for my mum’s medicine. I didn’t like the way he always looked at me, he wasn’t a very nice man.
Of course at the end of the week the money didn’t come, I don’t know if mum did have a friend or not.
 Mum told me, I had to go and see Mr. Hassan and tell him that she couldn’t pay him at the moment. I didn’t want to go and see him, but I had to, so I told mum I would call in and see him on the way home from school the next day.
The next day after school I went into the shop and talked to him, he told me to come into his office so I went into the back room of the shop with him. The back room wasn’t very clean he had a bed in the corner a table and two chairs a TV and lots of boxes and stores piled up around the room even the chairs were stacked up with boxes. He got out the papers I’d signed,

 

 

I had to set down on the bed next to him and he talked to me.
“You are in very serious trouble young girl, if your mother can’t pay her bill, then I will take these papers to the police and you will be evicted from your home. You and your little sister will be separated and put in to two different children homes, your mother will be moved to a house for the poor”
He really frightened me. He continued;
 “All this will be very bad for your mother’s health, you don’t want this to happen do you”
 I shook my head and he continued.
“Once they put you in a home, you may never see you mother or little sister again, all I have to do is speak to the police and they will come round the next day and take you all away”
I got really upset, it would be terrible if something like that happened. I started crying then, and he gave me a tissue.
“Be a big girl now, how old are you”? He asked me.
“Thirteen, please Mr. Hassan. Don’t go to the police,” I pleaded crying.
He looked at me up and down, and then stared at my legs, saying.
“You’re a very pretty girl Susan, you know your mothers not going to get the money by the end of the week don’t you”
 I nodded, I knew he was right it would be impossible for mum to pay the bill.

He continued:
“But I can help you, you’re going to need some food and money for you mums medicine until she is better”  
He put his hand on my bare knee, I wanted to push his hand away, I didn’t like being touched by him he was a horrible man, but I knew, I better be nice to him or he won’t help us. He kept his hand on my knee telling me.
“You will come back here on Wednesday after school and I will give you all the food and groceries you need and even some money for your mum’s medicines”
I felt his hand slowly moving up my knee towards the hem of my school  skirt, I put my hands on my skirt to stop his hand going any further.
He stood up then and told me;
“So Susan I will see you on Wednesday to collect all the groceries. You will just have to be a big girl and go with me into this room for about half an hour and if you’re a good girl, then I won’t have to go to the police on Thursday morning, because if I do, then they will be coming around to your house on Friday and you know what will happen. Do you understand”?
 I nodded.  He added;
“Better you don’t say anything to your mother or anybody else about our agreement or I will have to go to the police straight away”
 We went back into the shop. He even asked me if I wanted anything, so I took some potatoes with me.
I didn’t say a word to my mother, just when she asked about the bill  I told her, Mr. Hassan said we could sort it out later.
It was Tuesday now and tomorrow would be Wednesday, I really didn’t want to go and see Mr. Hassan in his shop, I don’t really think I realized what he meant about going into his back room together with him for half an hour, I was only thirteen, and still very naive and innocent for my age.
Wednesday came. It was a day that was going to change my life. At four o’clock the finishing bell went, and I walked down to Mr. Hassan’s shop.  As usual I was wearing my school uniform a dark blue blazer, blue skirt white blouse and blue knee length socks.
When I entered the shop he was busy serving a woman, he handed me a shopping basket and told me to put in everything I needed for my mother, quickly I filled the basket to overflowing with every item we needed, plus a few extras.
 

He finished serving the woman and she left the shop. I watched him turn the open sign to closed and he looked the front door. He came over to me asking me if that was everything I needed, if not I could take some more on the way out.
He took the fully loaded basket off me and put it on the counter telling me;
“Go  into the back room now I will there in a moment”
I went through and stood in his back room, I looked at my Mickey mouse watch, mum had given it to me for my eleventh birthday,  it was four thirty I could go home at five, Mr. Hassan had said just half an hour. Mum was expecting me later, so she wouldn’t worry.
He came into the room, he’d taken his jacket off.
He asked me.
“Have you got a boyfriend Susan?” I shook my head.
Then he asked me.
 “You’re a very pretty girl, have you ever had a boyfriend?” again I shook my head. I was not interested in boys, well not yet, although there was one boy who I secretly had a bit of a crush on.
 I watched him, he went over to his big TV there was a large video camera on top of it, I hadn’t noticed it before I think he switched it on. Then he opened a cupboard next to the bed, he took a white towel out and spread it out on top of the bed.
I wounded why he put the towel on, I didn’t realize then what it was for. He stood by the bed. I think he must have watched his TV from the bed.
“Take your school blazer off” he said. I did what he said and hung it over the back of the chair nearest me. He came over to me then taking me by the arm he led me over to the bed making me sit on it. He sat down next to me saying,
“Remember what you do here today is for your mum and little sister, its normal for a pretty girl like you to help your family. Afterwards you be able to take all the groceries home for your mum and I won’t go to the police tomorrow, because if I do, they will come around to your house on Friday. If you’re a good girl and do as you told, this won’t take long”
I looked at my watch, another twenty-five minutes and I could go home.
He got up telling me to put my feet up on the bed. I turned a bit and put my feet on the end of the bed, I didn’t know whether I should take my shoes of or not, my mum would never let me put my shoes on the bed. However, I did not have time to think about it. he took hold of my hands, telling me
“Lie back on the bed now”
 I did what he said, he pulled my hands up over my head to the top of the bed, something cold clicked round my wrist. He did it very quickly and before I could pull my other hand away he clicked it round that wrist as well, I tried to pull my hands free but couldn’t, he’d handcuffed them together and the handcuffs were fixed with chain to the head board above my head. I was frightened.
He put his hand on my tummy saying. “Just relax Susan; I’ve only done this to keep your hands out the way. You have to be a big girl now, because if you start making a fuss, then the police will be coming round to you house on Friday, they will take you, your mum and little sister away with them, do you want that to happen” I shook my head,
“You have to be a good girl now, do you understand”
I nodded, then he told me.
“I  going to pull your panties down now”
 I was horrified.
”No please I don’t want you to do that”
He put his hands on my legs.
“ No. Please, Mr. Hassan I have to go home now” I pleaded.
He ignored me, I felt his hands on my knees now slowly moving up on the outside of my bare legs, going up under my skirt to the top of my legs, I felt his fingers feeling for the top of my panties getting hold of the elastic round the top of my panties.
“No stop it. No.”
I started crying then as he began to pull my panties down, desperately I tried to pull my hands free as he slowly pulled my panties down, but the handcuffs were much to tight round my wrists and It was impossible for me to pull my hands out.  He pulled my panties all the way down to my ankles. he pulled my little white cotton panties off and put them down on the floor next to the bed.
 

He turned and looked at the TV he said something in what must be his own language, I didn’t understand it. I realized then that the video camera was on top of the TV a red light was blinking on it and the lens was pointing at me on the bed. He was talking to the camera.
“Please let me go” I was really frightened, I didn’t want him taking any pictures or videoing me that would be terrible if someone saw it.
I started to plead with him again.
“Please no pictures or videoing  me,  please Mr. Hassan I don’t want you to do that, let me go home now please. My mummy will be worried, I have to go home now”
“Don’t  worry Susan, you can go home in a few minets” He said, adding:
“Nobody will see the video, it’s just for me”
Then he pulled the front of my school skirt up, right up as far as my waist, so he could see my private parts.
“No. Stop it” I crossed my legs to try and hide myself.
I wanted to push my skirt down but I couldn’t get my hands free, in despair I turned my head to the wall. I was so ashamed, I didn’t want him looking at me.
Crying and sobbing, I told him again
“Stop it. I want to go home”
Still he ignored my pleading, he told me he had to have a look now to see if I still a virgin.
He put his hands on my knees, his strong hands easily pulling my legs apart, as he continued.
“Now have you been telling me the truth, you sure, you haven’t been with any boys.”
I did not understand why he kept asking me, if I had a boyfriend, why was that was so important to him.

 I’d never had a boyfriend, although some of the girls in my class had boyfriends, but I hadn’t, actually I’d never even kissed a boy.
He put his hands between my legs touching my private parts.
Oh god, it was awful, I was so embarrassed. I didn’t want him touching me or looking at me.

I tried to close my legs. But he held his hand up threatening to his hit me.

He told me he would hit me if I didn’t keep my legs apart, so he could see if I was still a virgin or not.

I was really frightened of him, so I kept my legs apart
“Stop it. Please I want to go home” I pleaded

He wasn’t listening to me. His fingers pulling me apart opening my most private parts, his head was bent down so he could look at me while his fingers were pulling and opening me.

I felt him push his finger inside my Vagina, it was awful.

Finally, then after prodding me with his finger he seemed satisfied that I was still a virgin, I was a virgin, Id told him that and it was the truth.
He took his fingers away and I closed my legs.
“Good girl, you’re still innocent,” He said. “you still have an unbroken hymen, your maidenhood is still intact, so you were telling the truth, you’re still a virgin”
Of course I was still a virgin, only adults had sex, I wasn’t going to do anything like that, certainly not before I was eighteen.
I didn’t understand why he had to look at me. And why it was so important to him to know that I was still a virgin.
Tears were running down my cheeks, I kept begging him
“ Can I go home now, please let me go home now”
He got on the bed, pushing his knee between my legs, forcing my legs apart so that he could kneel between them, he bent over me. I didn’t want him near me, he smelled horrible , why didn’t he let me go home.
Bending over me now and put his hands round behind my legs he pulled and tugged the back of my skirt up, so that my bottom was on the towel.
 

I kept pleading to him.
“ I have to go now, my mum will be worried, please Mr. Hassan let me go now”
He told me then;
“Susan stop crying, I will let you go home in a few minutes. Listen. I’m going to hurt you a little bit now, not a lot, just a little, and then afterwards you can go home, I’ll be quick and if you don’t struggle it will all be over very quickly”
 “ Listen” He added, “It won’t hurt you so much if you just lay still, and keep your legs wide apart until I’ve finished”
I didn’t want him to hurt me. I don’t understand any of this.
“Please don’t hurt me, just let me go home” I pleaded.
He unbuttoned and opened his trousers. Horrified I watch him get his thing out.

I had never seen a man’s penis before in real life.
His penis was revolting, it looked like a large fat brown greasy sausage, stiff and erect sticking out from under his fat belly.
No. Oh god. No. He mustn’t do this.
He bends over me.
I do not want him to do that. I am crying. Desperately I try to pull my hands out of the handcuffs, but I can’t get my hands free.
He lies on top of me. He is so heavy.
Sobbing I stammer;
“No. Stop it. Please I’m only thirteen”
I’m so frightened, I want my mum. I should never have come into this his back room with him, I want to go home.
He smells awful, just like his shop smells. I can’t stop crying. I feel so helpless I just want him to stop and let me go, I want to go home.
He forces my legs further apart. His hands in between my legs, I fell his fingers pulling me apart again.
No. No.  Stop it. I can feel he’s trying to push his hard thing in me. He mustn’t do that, I want him to stop, I’m frightened. If he puts his penis inside me is that then sex? Will I still be a virgin afterwards?  I want to stay a virgin.
Frantically I start to wriggle under him. I have to stop him from putting his penis in me. He mustn’t do that.
He put his hand on my chest, pushing down with all his weight to keep me still.
He’s angry, his voice is loud and threatening:
“Keep still now, you little bitch”
I can’t move, I can hardly breathe now as he holds me.
with his other hand he’s trying to push his thing in me.
It’s hurting now and feels like I am being stretched apart, as he pushes harder trying to force it in my vagina.  
Why is he doing this? Is this normal? I try to close my legs, but I can’t.
I want him to stop, he shouldn’t be doing this to me.
“No. Stop it” I cry out to him loudly. But he’s not listening to me.
It’s really starting to hurt now as he starts to push it in me.
No. No, he mustn’t do this to me, franticly I kick out with my legs, but I can’t stop him.
It’s hurting. It’s hurting.
“No. No. Stop it.” I scream at him.
I feel a terrible pain between my legs, I scream in agony now, it feels like his thing is tearing me apart as he forces it into me.

“Mummy. Mummy” I want my mummy. It’s hurting so much.

He puts his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. I keep screaming into his hand as he pushes his penis further inside me.

I see he’s grinning, his horrible little piggy eyes looking at me as he pushes himself more into me.

The grease. Vaseline, or whatever he’s put on his penis now making it easier for him to push it further inside me.
I am so small, and his thing is so big. He takes hold of my legs and shoves them further apart,
Then he pushes and forces it even further up inside my tummy, it’s really hurting, it feels awful.
He is too heavy and strong for me. He keeps his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams now, as he begins to move it back and forth in side me.
Now that he’s entered me he takes his hand out from between my legs, he pushes my blouse and T shirt up so that my small breasts are exposed, he puts his hand on them and starts grouping and squeezing them while he thrusts his penis back and forth inside me.
I try to think of anything but what is happening to me. Look anywhere except his horrible face. I can feel the tears on my cheeks. His penis is so big inside, it’s really hurting me.
He is making strange noises grunting and sweating now as he starts thrusting it more quickly back and forth inside me.
It’s even more painful now as his movements start to get quicker and quicker.
I try to open  my legs wider apart to stop it hurting, but it doesn’t stop hurting,
it just makes it easier for him to push it even further up inside me.
He said it would be over quickly if I kept my legs apart. So I just lay there, sobbing in pain keeping my legs apart while he does it to me.
I just want it to be over.
Please god make him stop, but he still continues doing it.
I wonder, is he having sex with me, will I still be a virgin when he’s finished?
The pain is getting less now, his penis isn’t hurting me so much now as he moves it inside me. but it’s still very uncomfortable.
I know, he’s fucking me, I’ve heard about it at school this is what men do to girls. I’m being fucked by this horrible old Pakistani man.
All of a sudden, he makes a loud grunt and puts even more of his weight on me as he collapses on me. I can’t breathe he is so heavy. I feel his thing smaller now.
He pulls it out and finally moves off me, it’s over he’s finished.
I want to go home now.
He takes his hand away from covering my mouth and asks if I’m okay.
I don’t know what to say, I’m hurting between my legs and I’m too frightened to say anything, in case he won’t let me go home.
He gets up of the bed doing his trousers up.
He tells me.,
“ It’s all over now” he unlocks the hand cuffs and frees my hands.
As I push my skirt down to cover myself. I see the blood, between my legs and on the inside of my thighs.
He’s made me bleed, why am I bleeding, I’m scared.
I stammer,
“ I’m bleeding”
He answers,
“That’s normal, you were a virgin, all girls bleed a little the first time, when they have their virginity taken”
He pulls some toilet paper of the roll and hands it to me. I’m all wet now in between the top of my legs, it’s not just blood but like sticky stuff. I wipe the blood of the inside of my thighs and legs, pull my skirt down. I’m very sore between my legs, I can feel a burning pain there now where he forced his penis inside me, but I’m too scared to say anything,
I realize he’s just raped me. I know for sure because of what he has just done to me, that I am definitely not a virgin anymore now. I look at him, he’s a fat old, stinking Pakistani and this horrible man has just taken my virginity. I hate him I’ll hate him forever because of what he’s just done to me.
He gives me some me some more toilet paper and hands me my panties, telling me;
“Your full with my sperm now and you might still bleed a little bit, so put some toilet paper inside your panties”
I do what he says and put my panties back on putting the toilet paper inside my panties.
I don’t say anything, I think I’m just too ashamed because of what he’s done to me.
Standing up, I want to put my blazer on and go home, he hands me my blazer I’m standing by the bed.
Horrified I see the large blood stain on the towel,  I know now why he put the towel on the bed and why he pulled the back of my skirt, he knew I was going to bleed when he took my virginity.
He gives me some money counting it out. Fifty pounds for mum’s medicine and he gives me another ten pounds telling me that’s pocket money. No one has ever given me pocket money before.
I must go home now, I tell him
I watch him turn off the video camera and we go back into the shop.
He gives me the groceries telling me I can come and get anything I need now, whenever I want.

When I got home mum was in bed asleep. I went straight to my room and then to the bathroom, I bath and wash myself again and again, I try to wash his sperm out of me, I feel so dirty and ashamed. I think I realized then what he has actually done to me. and I know now, that I will never tell anyone or say anything about what he has done to me.

I still had been getting things from his shop quite regularly because I had to, but I never talked to him, I didn’t want to see or be anywhere near this horrible man ever again.

Abdul Hassan was 61years old, he’d never married, well not here in England. Back in Afghanistan where he came from he’d married at 24 It had been an arranged marriage, she’d hadn’t given him any children and he left her after 5 years and came to England.
He’d had this corner shop for 4 years now, it hardly made any money but enough to survive and due to the fact that he lived on the premises in the back room he wasn’t too badly off.
It was Friday and he knew the Smith girl would be coming in after school today, she would need to get groceries for the weekend. He liked young white girls and she was a pretty young thing, also very naïve, which he had taken full advantage off. It was nearly two weeks ago now, he’d planned it well, threatening and frightening her into believing she would be evicted from her home and put into a home, then  he’d taken her into his back room and forced himself on her.
She’d deserved it, thinking she could have everything for nothing, stupid little white bitch, he’d  just taken part of what he was owed….. in kind.
He generally thought she had been older then thirteen, she looked more like fourteen and when she started crying out for her mum and begging him to stop telling him she was only thirteen, well, it was too late then to stop anyway.

She been a virgin and even after he’d broken her hymen and entered her, her vagina had been extremely tight, probably because she was so young and at first it had been difficult to get the full length of his penis right up inside her, he knew it had been very painful for her but that hadn’t deterred him. The Vaseline he had put on his penis had helped and after some good hard thrusting, he had finally opened the tight little bitch enough, so that he was able to penetrate her fully and take his enjoyment properly.
It wasn’t as if his penis was enormous, seven and half inches isn’t that long, but he did make up for it in thickness with nearly two inches in diameter. It certainly had been painful for the young girl, and afterwards when he’d finished fucking the tight little bitch his penis was quite sore. He’d come inside her, but she was probably too young to get pregnant, not that he really cared and anyway he knew a doctor who would take care of it.

 

Hassan had everything ready for when she came today, a DVD cover, it was in full color and really looked like one that you could rent or buy with some very explicit and embarrassing pictures on the front and back covers, including one of her taking the money.
She would be really frightened that her friends or somebody at her school might see it and with the threat of having her and her family evicted, he knew she would now be completely in his control.

He knew some very wealthy Pakistani business men who would like some fresh young white meet and he was sure they would pay a lot of money to have sex with this pretty young white girl.
With luck she would make him a lot of money. Also, she probably had some pretty young girl friends. Even her younger sister would be useable next year, and he would get a lot more money for a virgin.
He checked his watch, she would be here soon.

 

 

It was about three weeks later, I was in his shop, mum had sent me to get the food that we needed for the week end. 
After he had rung up everything in the till and put all the items into three large plastic bags.
He said to me:
“You still owe me a lot of money, You will have to go into the back room today”
Shocked, I stammered.
“ No. Please Mr. Hassan I don’t want to do that”
He grabs hold of my arm, telling me;
“You don’t have any choice girl, do you think all the food and money is for nothing, do you want me to go to the police, get you evicted, and this video I have of you”
He puts a DVD down on the counter in front of me, saying:
“Do you want all your school friends and lots of other people to look at that!. Do you?”
Oh god it was terrible, I stared at the naked pictures of me on the front cover.
It was disgusting; the pictures showed everything, except that his face was blanked over so you couldn’t recognize him, but you could see everything of me and what he was doing to me.
He turned it over showing me a photo of me holding my hand out, taking the money he’d given me.
Shocked, I shook my head.
“Please don’t show anyone this”
I pleaded;
“Please Mr. Hassan”
But I was going to have to go into the back room.
He pushed me towards the back, telling me;
“Now get in there”
Oh no. I don’t want to do this.
I knew, I didn’t have a choice. Mum was getting better slowly now, and it would be terrible if he had us evicted and even worse than that, I just don’t know what I would do if anybody saw that video.
He’s a horrible man.

I walked very reluctantly into his back room. I felt awful, I was so frightened of what he was going to do to me.
Immediately I saw that the video camera was now on a tripod and the room was tidier.
He came into the room telling me;
“If you’re a good girl then this won’t take long”
He made me stand in front of the table facing the camera, I watched him switch on and adjust the camera.
He stood next to the camera telling me.
“ Take of your blazer”
 I just stood there,  I knew I had to do what he said.
Tears welled up in my eyes, I took my blazer off and put it on the chair next to the table.
He pointed to the camera lens, telling me I had to keep looking at the camera.
“Keep facing the camera. Now slowly undo your blouse and take it off”
This wasn’t right, he was a horrible man.
Crying now, I unbuttoned my blouse and took it off, putting it with my blazer. Underneath it I was wearing a small elastic bra.
“Good girl” He continued. “Take your skirt off”

He watched the sniveling young schoolgirl take her blouse off , he knew the girl would have to do what he said,  the video had really embarrassed her.
The girl was so frightened that somebody might see it and she still really believed that he could have her and her family evicted.

She stood there in front of the camera crying, tears running down her cheeks which she continuously wiped away with her arm. She was very white, a bit skinny, a boyish figure, but with her long blonde hair she was really very pretty, and she looked so young, fresh and innocent.

He was certain his Muslim friends would pay well to use and abuse this young white innocent catholic schoolgirl.
After he had finished filming her, he would cut and edit the video, so he could send it out tonight and next week she would be making money for him.
He would clean up one of the rooms upstairs, outback in the yard he had an old metal bed that he could use,
The girl would have to tell her mother that she had to work in his shop every day after school, for a couple of hours to pay off the debt. He realized he would have to get the upstairs shower working again. Two hours a day, that would be enough time for at least five men or even more to use the girl, he wondered how much he could charge each of them.

He looked at the young girl, his investment. The little bitch was going to make him a lot of money.
He told her again:
“Take off your skirt”

I unbuttoned my skirt letting go it slipped down my legs to the floor round my ankles, I put it with my blazer.
 I was standing now just in my knee length socks bra and panties.
If he just wanted to video me, at least that  would be better than him doing something else to me.
“You don’t have to be shy” He said
“ Nobody will see your video, as long as you’re a good girl  and do as your told” 
He continued.
“Now show me what a pretty girl you are. Take off your bra and drop your panties”
He stood there, waiting, looking at me
I knew he’d want me to take all my clothes off, not that I really had any modesty left now after what he had done to me.
I unclipped my bra and removed it, I felt so embarrassed and ashamed, I pushed my panties down to my ankles.

He watched her undress, after she had pushed her panties down to her ankles, she just stood there pathetically trying to cover her nakedness with her hands and arms.
“Stand straight up with your hand by your sides,” He told her.
She did what he said and he got behind the camera.

He took photos and videoed her, zooming in on her, he slowly panned the camera down her young body. Starting on her tearful face. Then on down to her small budding breasts. Her flat stomach. Then slowly down to her pubic hair, not much more than a little fluff, between the top of her legs. Finally, down her young slim firm legs to her small ankles.

 

Telling her to turn around.

he then filmed her from behind, admiring her long slim legs and tight little bottom.

He could feel his prick was getting hard.
Leaving the camera on he walked over to the girl grabbing hold of her hair he told to get down on her knees in front of him.
Still holding her hair he opened his trousers and pulled his now stiff penis out, he positioned himself in front of her.
“Put it in your mouth”
The girl tried to pull and turn her head away, but he held her long hair tightly and yanked her head back until her face was in right front of his prick.
Holding his prick with his other hand he moved it towards her mouth.
“Open your mouth”
The girl protested “No. Please no”
But he twisted her hair hurting her
Reluctantly she parted her lips and he pushed his penis into her sweet young mouth.
He saw the look of disgust oh her face as he pushed it further into her mouth.
“Suck it””
He felt her lips round his penis, he started slowly pulling  her head back and forth, forcing the young girl to suck his prick.
“Good girl” He told her “Just suck it like the lollipops you buy in my shop”
He groaned as he watched her sucking him, enjoying the wonderful feeling.
Quickly his penis became fully erect. he was ready to take his full enjoyment now.
Holding her head still, he pulled his stiff penis out of her mouth.
“Standup”
He pulled her round to the table making her face the table.
Pushing her on the back of her head he told her,
“Bend over the table, keep your legs straight, get your head down, on the table.”
She didn’t seem to realize what he was going to do, with his hand in the middle of her back he held her bent over the table as he positioned himself behind her.
He put his penis in between her legs, she felt him exclaiming;
“No. Please that hurts. please don’t hurt me again”
“Keep still” he told her “You’re not a virgin anymore, it won’t hurt you this time”
He held her firmly and started to push his penis into the young girl.
She screamed “Nooooooo. stop it” as he entered her.
She was tight, but not like the first time when he’d brutally destroyed and broken her hymen, when he’d taken her precious virginity,  he had thoroughly enjoyed being the first and robbing the young girl of her  innocence.
He thrust hard now, pushing his penis right up inside her tight vagina.
With his hands tightly holding her slim waist he kept her bent over the table, he now started thrusting back and forth in side her.
The crying girl her knuckles were white as she held desperately on to the sides of the table, as he moved inside her and took his enjoyment.
The girl started pleading:
“ Please stop. Please stop it”
But he certainly had no intention of stopping, not until he’d satisfied his lust and emptied himself inside her.
He held her tightly his thrusting getting quicker and harder.
Finally he reached his orgasm, he ejaculated and emptied his sperm deep inside the young girls belly.
The girl hadn’t even started having her periods yet so there was little chance of her becoming pregnant.
His lust now finally satisfied, he withdrew, pulling his now limp penis out of the young girl.
The man looked at his penis, then between the girl’s legs, he was disappointed there was no virgin blood to see this time. but at least it confirmed that he’d done a good job breaking her in the first time.
He did his trouser up and took a roll of toilet paper from the shelf.
The girl got up and turned round, you could see his sperm dribbling down the inside of her legs.
Ha handed her the toilet roll telling the girl,
“Clean yourself up and put your clothes back on”
After the girl was dressed again he showed her the paper explaining how much she still owed him, including the interest that he added weekly explaining it was normal a normal rate for lending money.
He told her he’d been was very generous and had deducted 150 pounds, but only because she been a virgin the first time, but now just for sex,  he would deduct 25 pounds each time, but only if he was satisfied with her.
The girl was quiet listening to him as he continued telling her she would have to come to his shop at least 4 times a week, but even that would not be enough to pay her debt.
He told her, she would have to find another pretty young girl at her school, about the same age as herself and bring her to his shop.
He insisted, he only wanted a nice pretty young white girl, and she had to be a virgin, or he wouldn’t deduct anything from her bill.
He told her he wanted to see her on Monday to know if she had found another girl for him.

I walked away from his shop carrying the groceries. It was over, I’m not going to think about what he’d just done to me. It was horrible and disgusting, but least this time it wasn’t so painful, and he didn’t make me bleed.
I realized he had me trapped and the only way out was to find him another girl for him quickly, then he wouldn’t be so interested in me anymore.
There is a girl at school and she’s very pretty, bit shorter than me, slim with long brown hair, I’m not sure if she is twelve or thirteen but she must be about the same age as me because were in the same class. Teresa is her name and we are even quite good friends.
I knew her parents were very strict, and she has to go to church, sometimes twice a week, actually she’s really a very nice shy girl. And I was certain she was a virgin, I knew that she had never had a boyfriend.
If I could persuade her to come with me to his shop, then after that, he would leave me alone. I had an idea how to get Teresa to his shop and I think it will work.

Unfortunately Teresa wasn’t at school on Monday she was away with her parents and wouldn’t be back at school till Thursday.
After school finished I made my way to his shop so I could tell him that I probably had a new girl for him.

Abdul Hassan was very pleased, soon after he had sent the email out, more than 12 men had showed a lot of interest, in his very special offer, most were friends he knew very well, so he was sure they would keep it a secret.
He had decided to charge 150 pounds a time, for that money they could have a maximum of 20 minutes with the girl and nobody had said it was too expensive.
Over the weekend he had cleaned out the room upstairs, put the old bed in and found a mattress that fitted it. The shower was now clean and working again.
He had arranged for five of the men to come on Monday, he had decided that five men would be enough for her first time. He had even agreed they could have it a bit cheaper as it was the first time for the girl and she needed to be broken in properly.

At his shop now, I told him about Teresa and described how she looked, telling him he wouldn’t be disappointed she was very pretty and I was sure she was definitely still a virgin.
He seemed interested, but then he told me I would still have to do a little work for him today. Also it would be better if I told my mother, that from now on I was going to work in his shop every day after school for a couple of hours, to pay off the debt.
He took hold of my arm pulling me towards another door at the side of the shop.
“No Please. Mr. Hassan I have to go home today”
But he just ignored me opening the door he pushed me through it, telling me to go on up the stairs.
On the landing he took me into one of the rooms, it was nearly empty apart from an old metal bed with a mattress on it and some boxes stacked up on one side.
As soon as we were in the room he told me:
“Take off your clothes, all of them”
He pulled me over to the bed.
“Take your clothes now” He demanded, then saying:
“Or do you want everybody to see your nice dirty video”

I was frightened of him and I knew I would have to do what he wanted.
He watched as I undressed.
I had to take all my clothes off.
I started to plead with him
“Please I don’t want to have sex, I don’t like doing that, it hurts. Please Mr. Hassan I don’t want to do it”
He pushed me onto the bed, telling me.
“You have to work for me, now lay back on the bed”
 I laid back on the bed and he pulled my hands up above my head to the metal bedstead.
“Please, no sex. Please” I continued to plead, but he ignored me 
He handcuffed my hands to the bed. Telling me.
“I am not going to have sex with you, but you are going to make me make me some money today”
As soon as my hands were handcuffed properly to top of the bed, he grabbed one of my ankles and put a strap round it, pulling my leg to the side of the single bed he tightened the strap pulling my foot down off the side of the bed.
He went round to the other side of the bed and did the same with my other ankle .
Then began adjusting the straps forcing me to part and open my legs  tightening both straps until my legs were pulled so far apart that  even my thighs were opened and spread wide apart.
He fixed the straps like that so I couldn’t close my legs.
It was really hurting now because the tight straps were keeping my thighs stretched so wide apart
I told him:
“That’s too tight its hurting.”
He told me:
“Once you’ve  learnt to open and keep your legs apart, then I won’t have to use these straps on you.”
  He continued:
“Listen you can scream, but nobody will here you so just keep still and it will be over quickly, this will make it easier for you”
He had something in his hand it looked like a pessary, my mum had some in her medicine cupboard.
He put his hand between my legs and pushed the pessary up inside my vagina.

He left the room then leaving me like that, handcuffed to the bed, naked, with my legs strapped and stretched wide apart.

Down stairs Hassan spoke to the men that had been waiting in his back room Abdul  and Abuja it was agreed that Abdul could be first. He explained that the girl was very inexperienced and reluctant about doing this, so he’d handcuffed het to the bed and put straps on to keep her lags apart. She just needed some training, that’s why he given them a cheaper rate.
He told Abdul it wouldn’t be necessary to use a condom, the girl was clean and still too young to get pregnant. he added laughing as Abdul started going up the stairs, and don’t take too long others are waiting to use her.
 

I thought he had gone to get his camera to take pictures and film me again.
I could feel the pessary that he had pushed up inside my vagina it had dissolved in side me now and was now oozing out of my vagina making me all wet between my legs, I wanted to wipe myself but couldn’t.

The door opened and to my horror another man came in, a man I had never seen before.
He was a horrible old fat Pakistani or Indian I don’t know what nationality, and probably about the same age or older than Hassan.

He came over and stood at the end of the bed looking down at me. he took his brown jacket off.
I watched him undo his belt, he pulled it off dropping it on the floor.
I knew now what he was going to do to me.
“No Please. Mr. Please. Don’t do that to me” I pleaded but I knew that he wouldn’t listen me.
The bed made a creaking noise as he got on it.
I turned my head and looked at the wall to my right, I didn’t want to look at him.
I was crying staring at the wall, a small picture was hanging on it in a wooden frame, it was a mosque I think.
The bed creaked again as the man moved further up the bed between my opened legs, until he was kneeling between my thighs. Then I heard him undoing and opening his trousers.
“No. Please”. I sobbed.
He bent over me.
I pulled desperately against the straps now trying to get my feet free, I wanted to close my legs somehow to try and stop him.
But it was useless the straps round my ankles keeping my legs spread wide apart were so tight making it impossible for me to close my legs.
I felt him between my legs as he positioned himself.
Then suddenly he was pushing his penis into me.
It was revolting and uncomfortable but at least there wasn’t any pain now as he penetrated me and pushed his penis up inside me.
The pessary that Hassan had put in me had lubricated my vagina making it very easy for him to put his penis inside me.
I just kept staring at the wall as he put his large  hands over my small breasts, squeezing and holding them tightly he started thrusting and moving his penis quickly back and forth in side me.
He kept doing it to me till he finally grunted and I felt him ejaculate inside me, Then he was finished and it was over.
He got off me, dressed and left the room.
My legs were really aching and hurting now because the straps were keeping them stretched so wide apart.
The door opened and another strange man came in the room, he didn’t look very different than the first man.
I just laid still on the bed and stared at the wall. I kept staring at the wall all the time while he did it to me.
After he had finished having sex with me and gone out of the room,  Hassan came back into the room.
I begged him to undo my legs and let me go home.
He told me
I will only undo your legs if you’re a good girl, there are another three men waiting to fuck you, if you promise to open your legs for them, then I will undo the straps and afterwards when they have finished you can go home.”
I knew if I refused he would leave me with my legs still strapped apart, so I agreed”
Yes I’ll do what you want, please undo my legs.
He undid the straps and freed my legs.
That was so much better now that my legs were free.
As he left the room he told me:
“Remember open your legs or the straps go back on and keep your legs apart, then it will be over more quickly for you”
It was only a few minutes after he had gone out of the room when the door opened and another man came in.
He was also Asian fat and old.
He walked over to the bed removing his jacket then belt.
I turned my head and looked at the same spot on the wall again
As he got on the bed, I opened my legs for him, I didn’t want to but I had too.
I kept my legs wide apart till he had finished, thank god it was over very quickly.
The next man came in,  I opened my legs for him.

Then after him there was one more.
Hassan was right if I just laid there and kept my legs wide apart while they did it to me, then the men finished quickly.
I think I realized then that this was all part of my breaking in process, so I would work for him.

After the fifth man had finished. Hassan came back in.

“Listen” He said. “You belong to me now, you are my bitch, today you were broken in, now you know why you have a hole between your legs and what it’s going to be used for.”

He went on to tell me, that from now, starting tomorrow, I would have to come to his shop every day after school and work for him. He said there would only be a few men.

Then he made me put on a short black skirt, t-shirt and black high shoes.

He had a camera, I had to pose for him in front of the bed and undress in front of his camera the sit on the bad with my legs wide apart.

He said he needed the photos so he could would be able to get more men to come to his shop to use me.

He said there would only be a few men, but that turned out to be anything from eight to fifteen men a day.

It was the third day and I was dreading knowing I would to work in the room above his shop. But when I arrived he told me he had to collect some money that was owed to him and I would have to go with him.

We went in his car it was about a five-mile drive before we arrived at a small semidetached house. The house was very run down in a bad area.

He parked at the back of the house and I had to go in the house with him.

There was an Asian family living there. The house was very dirty and in a terrible mess.

We went through the kitchen, there was a woman washing up she was dressed in a Burqa and a small child sitting at the kitchen table scribbling with colored pencils on some paper.

We went down the hallway to what must be the front room. The room was also in a terrible mess there was a old couch two chairs and a coffee tables. They must have been using the room as a bedroom as by the radiator under the front window was an old mattress on the floor where someone had been sleeping.

There were two old Aisin men sitting on the couch Hassan told me to sit in one of the chairs and he sat in the other.

Hassan talked to the two men, but I didn’t under stand because he was talking in his own language. The men kept looking at me while Hassan talked to them. I just wanted him to get his money, so we could go. I didn’t understand why I had to be with him here to collect his money.

They stopped talking for a moment and Hassan looked at me. He told me to take my school blazer off.

It was very warm in the room, so I stayed seated in the chair and took my blazer off, I was wearing my school uniform a white blouse, blue skirt and white ankle socks.

One of the men took a white envelope out from behind one of the cushions and handed it to Hassan. There was money in it. Hassan quickly counted it. I thought it must be what they owed him for groceries from his shop. But this house was a long way from his shop.

Hassan put the envelope with the money in his pocket. I thought we would be leaving now that he’d got his money.

Hassan looked over to me. He told me to stand up. I stood up holding my blazer ready to go.

I wanted to leave now, I looked at Hassan asking him if we were going now.

He ignored my question. he just looked at me, and said;

“Take your clothes off”

Oh no. I don’t want too.

I pleaded to Hassan.

“Please no, I don’t want to, not here. Please”

“Listen” he said. “You’re my bitch now, so you do as your told you understand”

He continued. “My friends here have paid for you”

He tapped his pocket where the envelope with the money was, telling me.

“There are three men in this room, so we will force you to do it if we have too. And if we have to force you, then I will take nothing of your mother’s, bill, but I will add to it, because you have shamed me here in front of my friends”

Again, he tells me;

“Now take your clothes off,”

I knew now I would have to do what he wanted, I hated Hassan I hated him.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

I slowly started to unbutton my blouse.

The two men on the couch were watching and staring at me as I slowly undressed.

First my blouse, then my school skirt. I undid my small bra and took it off, then I slipped my pants down and took them off.

Now I was just standing there naked in my shoes and socks I used my hands to try hide my private parts from the two men that were sitting on the couch gloating at me.

Just then the door opened and the women that had been in the kitchen came in the room, with the little boy following her, the child was only about five years old.  The child came in and just stood there in front of me, staring at me.

The women put some bottles of water on the table and went out again dragging the kid by the hand after her. The women didn’t even look at me.

As soon as she left the room, one of the men sitting on the couch got up and went over to the front window, he pulled and closed the curtains.

Then he came over to me, grabbing hold of my arm he pulls me over to the mattress, he begins pushing me to get down on the mattress, but I don’t want to.

I don’t want to do this. I hate it.

I heard Hassan’s voice behind me.

“Don’t be difficult, you work for me now, get on the mattress and open your legs so he can fuck you, let him use the hole between your legs, that’s what it’s there for”

I reluctantly get onto the mattress; the man pushes me backwards onto my back. He grabs my ankles and pulls my legs apart. Then kneeling between my opened legs, he quickly unzips and opens his trousers. He gets his penis out, its stiff and erect he doesn’t put a condom on.

I knew from Hassan that he got more money from the men, if he lets them do it to me without using a condom.

As he lowered himself on top of me. I turn to face the radiator. I feel his penis pushing hard against me it’s hurting and unconfutable now as he tries to penetrate me.

I haven’t put a pessary inside me for lubrication so I’m dry and tight.

I gasped loudly then, as he finally managed to force push himself inside me. Immediately he starts to quickly thrust his penis back and forth inside me. Holding and squeezing my small breasts now as he fucks me.

I didn’t understand how any man can enjoy doing this, I’m just an underage, thirteen-year-old, flat chested schoolgirl, lying there sobbing and crying, having to keep my legs apart so this revolting old Pakistani pedophile can do it to me.

The other man sitting on the couch is watching his friend have sex with me, I know he is just waiting for him to finish so he can have his turn, and Hassan is sitting in the chair reading a magazine

The man is still doing it to me when the women comes back into the room with the child

again. The child went and sat with man on the couch the women stayed standing they just looked and watched while the man between my legs had sex with me.

I just wanted it to be over. I knew as soon as the man comes and empties his jizz inside me it will be over, and he’d be finished with me.

Eventually he reached his orgasm and emptied himself inside me, now that he was finally satisfied he got of me.

As soon has he got up and did his trousers up. The other old man who had been waiting his turn got up and as he walked over to me. he was undoing his belt, I knew, he was his going to take his turn now.

He got on the mattress and pulled my legs apart.

It was easier for him to penetrate me. Now that I was wet and full of sperm from the first man.

Immediately he started thrusting his penis back and forth in side me using my young body to satisfy his lust.

The women and the child both watched me while I was being fucked by the man. Then after a few minutes they left the room.

He finished quite quickly, finally grunting and emptying his jizz inside me, now that he’d been satisfied, he got of me.

I pulled my knees together and put my arms over me one across the top of my legs the other across my breasts, I felt so ashamed and dirty now, I was crying, now that it was over I just wanted to go home.

Another Asian man came in the room. He was a lot younger. He spoke to the two older men and Hassan. Then looked over at me, he picked my school blazer up and looked at the school badge embroiled on it.

He put my blazer down and came over to me he knelt down next to me.

He saw that I was crying, he spoke to me in very good English.

“Do you go to the Burton Secondary Modern school” he asked me. He had a sort of kind voice.

I nodded. In reply and he asked me.

“How old are you”?

I told him.

“Thirteen”

“Do your parents know that you’re doing this”

I shook my head.

He got hold of my wrist, I didn’t resist as he pulled my arm away, so he could look at my breasts.

You’re a very pretty girl, my father and his brother were very pleased with you.

He got up and when over to Hassan who put the magazine down he’d been reading, and they talked.

Then the young man called out to the kitchen, I think it must have been his wife and son who came back into the room.

He came over and stood by the mattress.

Still crying I looked up at him and asked.

“Could Hassan take me home now, Please I want to go home”

He told me:

“You can go home soon, but first, I want my son to watch. He has to learn, I want him to see now, so when he gets older he will know that dirty young white girls are only good for one thing.  pleasing men”

Then he began to undo his trousers.

Please no. I want to go home. I pleaded to him.

But that didn’t stop him, after he’d opened his trousers and knelt down. he pushed me back onto the mattress, grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs wide apart, He positioned himself between my opened legs and bent over me.

His wife and son were standing together just a few feet away watching.

“Noooo..” I cried out as he thrust his penis hard into me, pushing right up inside my vagina.

Brutally he then began thrusting himself back and forth inside me while his wife and child watched. His wife must have seen that I was crying, and that her husband was hurting me.

He withdrew for a moment and lifted my legs up.

“No. No no” I screamed in pain then as he forced his penis inside my bottom.

Oh god it hurt, as he pushed himself up inside me.

No one had ever done that to me before, even up above Hassan’s shop, some men had wanted to do that to me, but I had always refused.

After some hard thrusting that really hurt he withdrew.

He got on top of me, sitting on my chest his penis was still erect, he grabbed hold of the hair on the top of my head and pulled my head up towards his penis.

Then while he held my hair, with his other hand he slapped me hard across the face.

Pulling my mouth to his penis. he forced me then to take his penis in my mouth.

“Good girl give it a good clean now” he said to me as he forced me to suck his penis.

Still his wife and son were watching, he pushed me back on the mattress, his penis still stiff, he pulled my legs apart again and thrust himself back inside my vagina.

Squeezing my small breasts, he quickly jerked his penis back and forth in side me until he finally achieved his orgasm and ejaculated inside me.

Finished with me now, he got of me.

The mans wife and child went back to the kitchen and he went over to Hassan and gave him some money.

Hassan told me to get dressed, as we left the house through the kitchen again, the little boy was sitting at the kitchen table, he waved to me.

Hassan said something to the boy and he went and pulled some paper towel of the kitchen roll he came and handed it to me.

Hassan told me to put it inside my pants, because I was bleeding from where the man had forced his penis inside my bottom and also, he didn’t want the little boy’s daddy or anyone’s filthy sperm dribbling out of me and all over his car seat on the way home.

We drove home in silence. Before I got out the car he handed me fifty pounds and told me to come to his shop tomorrow after school. He had more work for me.

 

Now I desperately wanted to bring Teresa to his shop as quickly as possible, I thought that would make it easier for me., I hated what Hassan made me do for him, perhaps once he was busy with Teresa he wouldn’t need me to work for him.

 

The next day at his shop I had to go with him in his car again to another house.

This time there were four Asian men in the room. I had to stand up in front of them and take my blazer off; the men looked at me standing in front of them in my school uniform, then Hassan collected some money from each man and put it in his pocket.

Hassan smiled. Telling me “These are all very good customers, so I want you to please them all;

You understand”. I knew I didn’t have any other option, but just to do what Hassan wanted.

I just kept staring at the carpet in front of me and nodded, as he continued.

“You’re a good girl and learning fast”

Then he told me;

“Take of your clothes”

I felt so ashamed now, as I slowly undressed in front of these men.

Finally, after I had removed my panties. I stood there with just my shoes and socks on naked in front of these four men I tried to cover my self-using my hands I was so embarrassed.

From the four men stood up. they must have decided amongst themselves that he would be the first.

He took hold of my arm and led me to a door the other side of the room. He opened the door and pushed me into another room.

The room was in a mess and full boxes and junk and in the middle of the room on the floor was a dirty old mattress. He closed the door behind us, then holding my arm he pulled me over to the mattress.

We stood next to the mattress and he spoke English with a very strong Asian accent

He told me to ;

“Get down on the matrass, on your back and open your legs”

As I got down onto the mattress He took his jacket off, then he knelt down on to the mattress,  He got hold of my ankles and pulled my legs wider apart.

He saw I was upset and nearly crying.

He told me he wasn’t going to hurt me, and he wouldn’t take long.

He unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers.

Positioning himself between my legs. he bent over and quickly pushed himself inside me.

I gasped as he entered me, immediately he started to move back and forth inside me, I was crying while he did it to me. But it didn’t stop him.

He didn’t take long, he quickly reached his orgasm and came inside me, now that his lust had been satisfied, he withdrew and got of me.

I watched him do his trousers up, he re-buckle his belt and put his jacket back on, then he left the room.

Immediately the next man came in to take his turn using me. He was already opening his trousers as he walked over to me.

One after the other, all four men came in to use me, each of them using me to satisfy his lust, they all came inside me, none of them used a condom.

Finally, after the last man had finished with me, Hassan came in with my clothes, he gave me some tissues to put in my panties, so that I wouldn’t drip sperm onto his car seat. Then we drove back to his shop and he gave me another fifty pounds.

 

Two weeks later

 
Teresa parents had given her permission to go to my house after school and show me how to install some new games on my old computer.
As we walked towards my house after school I told her I had to stop at the corner shop and collect the shopping for my mum.
I looked at Teresa, hoping that Hassan would be pleased with her, she was without doubt one of the prettiest girls at my school I knew a lot of the boys looked at her.
She came from a very good family and they were strict Catholics so I was certain she would still be a virgin, Hassan had insisted he only wanted me to bring him a virgin.
Actually I did not feel that bad about taking her to Hassan, I mean, it only really hurts the first time when he takes your virginity and breaks you in, I remember when Hassan did it to me the first time, it was really painful and I bleed a lot, after he had finished breaking me in I was really sore for about four days after that. But after that first time, once you have been broken in properly and Hassan has a very big penis, so it hurts like hell, but he does a very good breaking you in. Then as long as your vagina is well lubricated it doesn’t hurt anymore when other men put their penises inside you and fuck you. And the pocket money is good.   

Finally, Teresa and I arrived at his shop.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Corner Shop.   Teresa

 

In his shop Abdul Hassan was waiting eagerly for the Smith girl to arrive, she was bringing with her a new young girl for him today.

His plan was easy, he was going to show the girls some fashion jewelry and then he would simply plant two or three pieces of the jewelry in the new young girl’s blazer pocket.

He would accuse her of shop lifting, threaten to get the police, he would keep her in his shop in handcuffs and really frighten her, telling her she would be expelled from the school, and have a criminal record, what would her parents and all her friends think.

Then explain to her that if he searched and found no more stolen items on her, then perhaps he might not get the police.

Of course, he would insist, that she would still have to be punished for stealing from him, but instead of getting the police he would punish her himself.

 

The young girl would pay with her innocence, he would take her precious virginity and the pain and shame of having it taken by him would be her punishment.

 

He checked in the back room again, everything was ready, his video camera on top of the television fully charged, he just had to switch it on with the remote and it would start filming.

The handcuffs were in the draw also ready.

He was wearing a pair of jogging trousers, very lose fitting with an elastic waist band, so it would be easy to quickly push them down and get his penis out.

On the floor next to the bed leg he had placed a thin latex surgical glove and an open jar of lube; He’d already rubbed some on his penis.

It was the same lubricant he’d used on the Smith girl.

The first penetration was always difficult. The girl would be wriggling and desperately trying to keep her young legs closed to save her precious virtue.

He liked when they struggled and tried to save their innocence, begging and pleading him not to do it, crying out for her mummy, before screaming in pain as he finally takes her virginity.  

He knew the entrance to her virginal vagina would be dry and very tight, making it difficult for him to push the head of his large penis into her tight little vagina, but the lube on his penis would make it a lot easier for him.

If the girl was a virgin then as he started to enter her he would feel her hymen, like elastic tightly stretching round the tip of his penis, the final barrier that a young innocent girl only has once in her life. Precious and irreplaceable it would futilely try to stop his penis from penetrating further into her tight vagina,

For Hassan the hymen was the only real proof of a girl’s virginity. It was the sign of her purity and innocence; he would enjoy breaking the girl and taking it from her. 

  

A small bottle of water was on the table; next to it was a Viagra tablet. He wanted to be sure that he would have an erection for a long time and that his penis even after his first ejaculation, it would still remain stiff and hard, so he could continue thrusting and enjoy breaking the young girl in.

Hassan knew his large penis would open and stretch her small tight vagina. After he’d finished breaking her in, the young girl would definitely never be a virgin again.

He would enjoy using the young girl himself a few times for his own satisfaction and that would also ensure the young girl had lost her virginal tightness.

 After he’d finished taking her innocence and groomed her properly, He’d make her work for him, after she had finished school in the afternoon, two or three days a week in the room upstairs, and some house visits, the girl could work a session from 4 till 6:30 like the smith girl did now.

He was very pleased how well he’d groomed the Smith girl.

She had to work for him now, three days a week, every week, and he was sending between eight and twelve men a day upstairs to use the little bitch.

He was making very good money with the Smith girl, and he still had a lot of customers who wanted to use pretty, underage white girls.

His customers were all from the Far East and they believed in the same god as he did, so they knew how to keep a secret.

Once he got the new girl working upstairs, he would double his money. With good grooming she would quickly learn that her young body and the hole between her legs, was for one reason only and that was to make him a lot of money.

 

He just hoped the girl would be pretty and a still virgin, and of course naïve enough to fall into his trap.

Young virgin girls were easier to groom, the Smith girl was a very good example and anyway he really wanted to enjoy the pleasure of being the first man between her legs.

 

Hassan had spread a large clean white towel over the bed.

It would be the will of the great almighty that when he had finished with her, the towel would be stained with the innocent young girl’s fresh virgin blood.

Hopefully she would bleed a lot, because he wanted to cut the blood-stained area out of the towel and frame it.

In his new house that he was going to build, he planned a special room, where he would hang the blood-stained towels in frames, next to each frame he would have a photo of the young girl who’d lost her virginity on it. Also, in the room would be a large flat screen TV so he could watch the videos he’d made of himself while he’d raped and taken their virginity’s. This would be his virgin trophies room. 

 

He put a toilet roll near the bed, ready, so the little bitch could clean herself up after he’d finished with her, he was ready for the new girl now.

 

Finally, he heard the shop doorbell ring and he walked quickly back into the shop.

Two young girls had entered one was the Smith girl, the other girl he hadn’t seen before.

Hassan in his thoughts, immediately thanked the almighty; he was indeed being most kind to him this fine day.

The new young girl was stunning, very beautiful, with long straight brown hair, that came down just below her shoulders, a very pretty face, with large brown eyes, a slim petite almost boyish figure, but with budding young breasts just starting to show now under her blouse. Her blue school skirt came to just above her knees showing a little of her young white legs.

Her long white socks very neatly pulled up to her knees.

Hassan was amazed; the young girl just looked so sweet, pure, fresh and innocent.

The Smith girl had really done well, bringing this fine little beauty to him.

She  looked nearly the same age as the Smith girl, maybe a little bit younger, probably 13 but certainly not any older.

He was sure, just by looking at how nice and respectable the young girl was dressed that she would definitely still be a virgin.

She really was a very pretty girl, Hassan was certain, once he’d broken her in properly,  and finished grooming her, this pretty girl would make him a lot of money. The men he knew would be like wild animals after this fresh young white meat and they would pay him well for the pleasure of using her.

 

 

 

Hassan greeted the two young girls, telling them the story, that he was now going to start selling a selection of fashion jewelry in his shop,

He put on the counter a large tray with lots of rings that he had prepared and insisted that they had a look at them and tell him there opinion

He told the smith girl to help him with the two bags of shopping for her mother, while she came behind the counter to take the bags he saw the other girl lifting up the rings and looking at them, which was just what he wanted her to do.

He walked round back to the front of the counter with the Smith girl.

Concealed in his hand he held two rings which he slipped easily unnoticed into the new young girls blazer pocket.

He made small talk for a few minutes mostly with the Smith girl as the other one hardly said a word she was obviously very shy.

Teresa, who had only actually had her thirteenth birthday last month, wasn’t really very shy, she just didn’t like the look of this man, he kept staring at her with his piggy eyes, he was a horrible fat old Pakistani and he was dirty, he smelt awful.

The girls had the shopping and were about to leave his shop,. This was the time he had been waiting for.

He put his hand on the new young girls shoulder, holding her blazer firmly.

Mr. Hassan then said sternly:

“Just a moment young lady, I think you have something belonging to me”

He continued loudly:

“Two rings are missing from the tray”

He felt the pocket side of her blazer, then added

“What’s this” putting his hand in her pocket he pulled out the two rings.

“You thief, Shop lifting. Right, I am going to get the police.”

He looked at the smith girl, telling her.

“You can go home, but the police might want to contact you”

The Smith girl took the bags of shopping and immediately left the shop.

“And you young lady will stay here till the police come”

The girl started stammering, there were all ready tears in her eyes

“Mr. please I didn’t, I have never stolen anything in my life”

She looked at him pleading

“Please believe me; I didn’t put those rings in my pocket”

The police can decide that, but now you will have to wait in my office until the police get her.

He pulled the young girl into his back office, pushing her towards the bed he told her to sit on it.

His plan was working perfectly pushed the record button on the camera remote in his pocket.

 

I left the shop quickly, taking the full shopping bags with me and headed for home.

I’d seen him take Teresa into his back room.

In a way, I was very jealous of her, because she still had her innocence; everybody liked her at school, because she’s a very nice happy pretty girl,

Teresa came from a good family, her parents were very strict, and she even had to go to church every Sunday.

She wasn’t really interested in boys and she hadn’t had a boyfriend yet, I knew, because I’d asked her.

She’d told me, maybe when she was older, and she met a really nice boy, she would date him, Of course her parents would have to approve of him.

She’d told me she was going to save herself; her dream was to get married in white.

She wanted the first time to be a very special day in her life. It would be with the man that she married and he would respect her forever, because she’d saved herself for him.

It was a dream, a very normal nice young girls dream.

I’d had a dream, something like that, and then Hassan had taken me into the back room of his shop.

My dream was shattered in that little grubby back room.

He stole my innocence, I will never forget that day.

The terrible pain, it was agony, he was so big, he made me bleed.

After he’d had taken my virginity and finished raping me, the white towel on the bed that I had been laying on was covered with my virgin blood.

I felt so dirty afterwards the shame and dishonor of what he’d done to me.

Hassan had destroyed my dream; he’d brutally taken my virginity, making very sure that I certainly wouldn’t be saving myself for that special day in my life.

I was a nice 13-year-old girl, a decent girl, I’d never been touched by a man before, I was just so naive and stupid to go with him into his back room, I just didn’t realize there were men like him.

 

Teresa didn’t know what Hassan was going to do to her in his back room.

But I did. I knew he was going to rape her in there, just like he’d raped me.

 

 

Hassan looked at the pretty frightened young girl now was seated on his bed; He was really going to enjoy this pretty little bitch.

He told the girl to give him her blazer, so he could see if she had anything more in the pockets.

Without a whimper the girl took her blazer off and handed it to him.

She continued pleading with him

“Please look in my blazer pockets, I didn’t steal anything, I swear to god I didn’t steal from you”

He quickly searched the blazer knowing there would be nothing more to find.

Then after putting her blazer over the chair, he opened the draw and took the hand cuffs out.

He knew once he had the hand cuffs on her, the young girl would have no chance of escaping or be able to stop him from doing anything that what he wanted to do to her

He told her:

“I am arresting you now”

He grabbed one of her small thin wrists and quickly clicked the handcuff around it.

The girl sobbed:

“No please”

But before she could do anything, the handcuff was clicked round her other wrist.

Hassan then told her:

“This is normal for thieves, you will stay handcuffed now till the police come and take you away”

He left the room then and went back into the shop, locking the main door. He didn’t want anybody coming in to his shop to disturb him while he was busy with the girl.

He turned the sign hanging on the door to closed and returned to his office.

 

The frightened young girl was crying now.

He pulled a stool up, sitting on it he spoke to her:

“Now listen, when the police come they will take you down to the police station, where you will be searched, you will have to take off all you clothes so you can be searched properly and a body search is not a very pleasant experience”

Hassan continued.

 “You will then be charged with shop lifting, your parents will be informed and have to come to the police station and I am sure, they will be horrified at what you have done and very disappointed in you”

Still he continued, frightening the girl even more.

“Off course you will be expelled from the school, everyone will know you are a thief”

The frightened and naïve 13-year-old girl was sobbing now, so much that she was not even capable of speaking a full sentence.

“No. I didn’t. I didn’t do doo dooooo…  it”

She continued pleading with him

“Please believe me. Oh please. I didn’t steal from you”

He got up as the girl continued to plead her innocents; she didn’t notice Hassan take the small blue virago tablet.

 

Sitting back on the stool in front of her, he told what he was going to do.

 

“Listen. I think you are a decent girl and just maybe the other girl put the rings in your pocket. You know, if I call the police you will be in very serious trouble and you know what will happen”

 

He continued.

“I’ll tell you what I will do, I will search you myself, and if I don’t find any more stolen goods on you, then I will not get the police, but just punish you for stealing the two rings and then you can go home afterwards and nobody else will know anything about it”

“Do you understand girl”

The girl nodded, greatly relieved now that the shop owner wasn’t going to call the police.

“Now tell me your name”

“Teresa Baines” the girl answered shyly

“And how old are you Teresa” he asked

“Thirteen Mister”

The shy girl continued:

 “I swear, I have never ever stolen anything in my life”

He took hold of the girls handcuffed hands, lifting them up in front of her, he told her:

“Now be a good girl, just turn and put your feet up on the end of the bed”

She was so naïve; the girl just did what he said without question.

“Good girl, now lay back on the bed”

The girl didn’t resist as he pulled her hands up over her head to the metal bedspread above her head, with a small padlock he locked her handcuffed hands to the bedspread, now she wouldn’t be able to pull he hands back down again.

With the girl now handcuffed to the bed like this, she wouldn’t have a chance to stop Hassan from doing what he wanted to her.

The pretty young girl’s fate was sealed.

 

Her school skirt had risen higher up her legs exposing her slim white legs,

Hassan looked at her beautiful smooth young firm white legs; he could already feel his penis beginning to stiffen as he started to get an erection.

He was certain she was still a virgin.

The girl was conscious now as Hassan looked at her that her skirt had risen up and she closed and held her young white legs firmly together, desperately trying to save her modesty.

Looking at the at the pretty young girl Hassan knew, between her beautiful firm young legs was an innocence a purity that only young girls have once in their life,. And it was now his for the taking; He would take his time to ensure that he would really enjoy the pleasure and satisfaction of being the first man between her young legs.

 

Hassan knew, there was a lot of interest for virgins, already he’d had two or three enquiry’s, asking if he could find  virgins for them and they were willing to pay him a lot of money for a pretty young white virgin schoolgirl.

At the back of his mind he knew the Smith girl had a younger sister, she was about eleven, a bit too young for his own pleasure.

The girl had been in his shop a few times, a skinny little bitch, but still just as pretty as her older sister; he could get a lot of money for the young girl’s virginity.

From a doctor friend of his, he could get a drug to use on the girl. The drug wouldn’t knock her out completely, she would still be awake, but in a sort of daze.

The drug was so good that when the man had finished with her, the girl wouldn’t remember anything about what had been done to her, just that afterwards she would certainly be a bit sore between her legs.

He would tell the Smith girl to bring her sister to the shop next time, so he could have a look at her, take a few photos so he could find a buyer for the girl’s virginity. 

 

But at the moment for him the pleasure of taking a pretty innocent young girl’s virginity was too much to refuse, especially this pretty young girl, now handcuffed and defenseless on his bed. If he looked up under her skirt now, he could see just see her white panties.

 

He felt the girl down her arms and on her shoulders pretending to search her.

 

“It won’t take long now” he said, as he started unbuttoning her white blouse.

 

“No please” she said, startled now as he unbuttoned her blouse.

 

Hassan replied:

 

“I am just going to search you”.

 

He unbuttoned and opened her blouse, under it she just had a small elastic bra on, he felt her arms and under her armpits pretending again to search her.

 

The girl continued pleading, but he ignored her.

 

 

“No. No. Stop it”

But as she exclaimed her bra was pulled up over her small breasts so they were exposed.

Immediately Hassan put his large hand on her small breasts and started feeling and grouping them

“Don’t touch me, stop it please” the girl pleaded.

She tried to pull her hands free to stop him from touching her, but the hand cuffs were too tight round her small wrists.

As the horrible man began touching and feeling her, Teresa started crying, she closed her eyes, it was just awful, she was so ashamed and embarrassed at what he was doing to her, nobody had ever touched her before, and no man had ever looked at breasts before.

 

Finally, after having a good feel of her small firm breasts Hessian asked her.

 

 “Have you hidden anything in your pants or between your legs?”

 

Tracy was petrified the horrible man would want to look there.

“No. No I haven’t. I swear, I’m telling you the truth”

The sobbing girl stammered, she was really frightened he wouldn’t believe her.

 

“Please let me go home” she pleaded.

 

Hassan, Grinned, saying to the girl.

 

“I will have to have a look first”

 

Pleading the girl told him

“No. Please I don’t want you to. Please let me go home now”

 

Hassan put his hands on the girl knees legs, saying as he slowly started moving them further up her legs.

“This will only take a few minutes”

 

 

As I continued my way home, I thought about it, perhaps Teresa had somehow managed to get away from him, but I doubted it.

I knew exactly what would be happening to her in his back room now.

He’d make her sit on the bed, on the white towel that he’d put there before, so she wouldn’t bleed her virgin blood on his bed.

He would put handcuffs on her, make her layback on the bed and fix her handcuffed hands to the bed board behind her head, once he’d handcuffed her to the bed, there would be no more chance of escape for her.

He’d pull her panties off, firstly he’d want to look between her legs to see if she was still a virgin.,

Opening and prodding her with his greasy fingers so he could be sure she still had her virginity. Feeling with his finger to make sure her hymen was still intact, Hassan would want to be certain she was still innocent, and untouched by another man.

I knew Hassan only wanted young virgins and I was sure Teresa was still a virgin, she was that type of girl untouched and pure, just like I had been before Hassan got to me.

Well at least I hoped she was a virgin, otherwise he wouldn’t pay me all the money he’d promised me.

Then when Hassan gets on the bed, she’d struggle furiously to try and stop him from getting between her legs, just like I had.

But he’s far too strong, she won’t be able to stop him I hadn’t been able to stop him.

First, he’ll unbutton and open her blouse, pull her t-shirt up so he can see her small breasts 

Then as he bends over her and forces her legs wider apart he’ll get his horrible large stiff brown penis out, it will be all shiny covered in Vaseline or whatever lubricant he puts on it and because you’re a virgin the Vaseline makes it easier for him to force and push his large penis up inside your small tight vagina.

I grinned, thinking Teresa will probably be so naive and innocent she won’t even know what he’s going to do to her, at least not until she sees his penis and he puts it between her legs. 

It will start to hurt as he begins to try and push it inside her.

Then the real pain will start.

She will scream and wriggle desperately to try and stop him. But I knew, she wouldn’t be able to stop Hassan.

He will put his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet while he does it to her. and I know just how painful it will be for her.

It feels like he’s ripping and tearing you apart as he slowly forces his revolting large brown penis into you and takes your virginity, it was agony when he did it to me, I’d never been hurt so much like that before in my life.

And then it’s not over, he keeps pushing and thrusting his large penis until its right up in side you.

He continues raping you, thrusting his large penis back and forth in side you again and again really hurting you, he just keeps doing it to you and he won’t stop until he’s made certain you’ve been opened and broken in properly. So that you will be ready then for his special friends to use you.

I knew his video camera will be on, perched on top of the TV recording everything, then he will use the film to blackmail Teresa into working for him. He’d done the same with me.

 

I wondered if she will be at school tomorrow, but then I knew after Hassan has finished with her, she will be so sore, very sore. I laughed to myself, she probably won’t even be able to sit with her legs together.

Still who cares, Hassan is going to give me 500 pounds for bringing her to his shop and that is a lot of money.

I would have to work for Hassan a very long time to make that much money.

Working for him, meaning, he makes me go upstairs to a small room over his shop, the room is empty apart from a bed in it, or he took me to his friend houses. When he took me to their houses I had to wear my school uniform.

In the room upstairs, I have to wear a very short mini skirt, little white ankle socks and a very small skimpy tank top that’s easy to pull down, I’m not allowed to wear any panties.

On the floor by the bed there’s a large box of tissues and a jar half full of condoms and a bottle of water.

I have to sit on the bed and hold a little teddy bear, while I wait for what he calls his “Nice Gentlemen Friends” but there not nice, there horrible,

I think these men are all the same nationality as Hassan, Pakistani or Indian, most of them are fat old men and smelly, some of them really stink.

I have to be nice to them, which means I have to let them do what they want, I know I belong to Hassan now, I’m his bitch. So I have to let them use the hole between my legs. The men pay Hassan for using me and some of that money is paying of my mums debt and keeping us from being evicted.

Usually I just have to lay on the bed on my back and keep my legs apart. Thankfully most of them are finished quickly.

In the room there’s a small spider that lives right up in the far corner of the room, it’s got a little web where it catches fly’s, but only sometimes on a lucky day.

I keep staring at the corner of the room, the horrible man sitting on the edge of the bed, starts touching me, his hand on my legs, then on my flat stomach, he pulls my top down so he can see my small breasts, he starts feeling and groping them.

When he stands up then, I know he’s not going to leave the room, because he hasn’t finished with me yet.

Out of the corner of my eye I see him standing at the bottom of the bed he bends over, I feel him grabbing hold of my ankles.

And as he pulls my legs apart.

I want to scream at him.

I want to tell him.

No. Stop it, Get away from me.

He’s a horrible, revolting, fat old dirty Pakistani man, he stinks, I don’t want him to touch me.

I don’t want this revolting man between my legs. I know what he wants to do to me, but I’m not going to let him do that.

I want to stop him, tell him to get away from me, because, I’m a not that type of girl, I’m a good girl, a nice girl,

 No. I’m not going to let him do this to me. I’m not going to be touched by this horrible man.

 

But I just keep staring at the corner of the room as he pulls my legs apart.

I don’t scream at him to stop, I just don’t say anything.

The horrible old man gets on the bed and kneels between my legs, he pushes my mini skirt up round my waist out the way.

I feel him pushing and spreading my legs wider apart to make easier for him.

In the beginning, when Hassan had told me I had to be nice to his special friends. It was only the second time in the room, I tried to stop them and resist their advances.

When they pulled my top down to look at my breasts I’d quickly pull it up again to cover myself.

If they tried to pull my skirt up, I’d push it down again and hold it down, when they tried to touch me I’d push their hands away. If they tried to get between my legs I screamed and kept my legs tightly together to stop them.

Hassan was very angry and punished me for this. He said he would put the videos he had of me on Face book for everybody to see. And he would get us evicted from the house we lived in, he would also refuse to give me the money to buy mums special medicine, and without this medicine my mother would probably die.

He made it very clear to me, he told me, I had to let the nice Gentlemen touch me and if I refused to let them put their penis in me, then I would be severely punished.

So, I had to do what he said. I just didn’t have any choice.

He made me put the clothes on again that he wanted me to wear. The mini skirt was so short it was indecent, no nice girl would ever be in a skirt that short.

I had to go up to the room again., when the first man came in I started crying, but it didn’t stop him or the next one, then after the third man I didn’t have any tears left. I knew if I let them do what they wanted and kept my legs apart, then they were finished quite quickly.

Hossain sent ten men up to the room that day, they all had sex with me.

After that day I was broken, myself respect and modesty had been taken from me.

I think most of the men that used me, couldn’t even speak English, and if they did, they only said things to me, like: Open your legs, suck it, Turn over, Lick it clean.

Most of them if I kept my legs apart were finished quickly, as soon as they’d squirted there jizz in me they were done. After the man had left the room, I had just about enough time to wipe and clean myself between my legs before the next man came in to use me.

Some of them after they’d finished with me would call me a dirty slut and spit on me in disgust.

I got 15 pounds from Hassan for every time I worked in his room up above the shop, that is about 1.50 a man, I think he charged them a lot more than that for using me.

 

 

Teresa was really frightened now as the horrible old shopkeepers’ hands moved up her legs.

She pleaded:

“No. Please I don’t want you to do this” the girl cried out as his hands slowly moved further up her legs and under her skirt.

 “Stop it. No” She told him

But Hassan ignored the sniveling young girl.

He was enjoying touching and feeling her beautiful smooth firm young legs, so white and so pure.

Hassan hands now moving up under her skirt to the top of the young girls legs.

Then getting hold of her panties he started pulling them down.

 

Horrified the girl cried out

“No. No. stop it”

She desperately started trying again to pull her hands out of the handcuffs, but it was impossible for her to get free, she couldn’t do anything to stop him now, as he tugged and pulled her small white cotton panties. Quickly the man now pulled her panties down, he pulled them  all the way down, till they were round her ankles.

Then he pulled them right off, and dropped them on the floor next to the bed

 

Now that her panties were down, Hassan told her calmly.

 

“It’s just like going to the doctors, it will only take a few minutes”

 

Teresa looked terrified when she saw Hassan reach down by the bed and pick up a thin rubber surgical glove, which he then proceeded to pull over his right hand.

 

“Have you ever been examined by a doctor “He asked her, as he finished pulling on the thin rubber glove.

Crying the girl replied.

“No”

The young girl was desperate, she didn’t want to be touched by this horrible old Pakistani man.

“I don’t want you to do this. Stop it” She pleaded loudly.

She continued telling him not to touch her.

 

Hassan had to be sure, it was very important for him, he had to be certain the young girl still had her innocence, that she had not been used or abused.

It often happened, a member of the family or some young boy friend, maybe he did not even go all the way, but even heavy petting, his hand in her pants, pushing one or two of his fingers in her vagina would be enough to damage or brake the young girl’s hymen.

In Hassan’s country it was common practice to use the two-finger test, to tell if a girl was still a virgin or not.

Simply by gently trying to push one or two fingers into the girl’s vagina you could feel if the hymen was still intact.

 

He pulled the young girls school skirt up round her waist, exposing her nakedness.

He saw, her pubic hair wasn’t more than a delicate light golden brown fluff just starting to show between her legs.

The girl was crying and begging him to leave her alone now.

Ignoring her pleas, Hassan strong hands easily pulled her knees apart, enabling him as he bent over her to look closely between her legs.

He put his gloved hand in between the top of her legs, his fingers pulling her small delicate vulva lips apart, opening her. until he was able to see the small tight entrance to her vagina.

Teresa tried to keep her legs together but the horrible man was to strong and she couldn’t stop him from pulling her legs apart, strong hands opened and pushed her knees further apart until her thighs were spread wide apart and he was able to look between her legs.

She felt his hand between her legs, it was awful so terrible embarrassing, his fingers opening her most private parts so the horrible man could have a good look at her. 

 

Hassan was greatly relieved, the girl was still innocent, she was defiantly still a virgin.

He could clearly see now that her hymen was still intact, not broken or torn.

He would not have to use the two-finger test, which would only stretch and possibly brake her hymen.

He was still very tempted to push his lubricated index finger into her vagina, but he didn’t want to stretch or damage the girl’s maidenhead certainly not with his finger.

 

He knew when he pushed his large penis inside her small tight vagina, this first penetration was obviously going to make her bleed and probably quite a lot, so he was going to get plenty of her virgin blood on the towel. In addition, it was certainly going to be painful for the young girl, but Hassan liked hurting them, he wanted the young girl to cry out in agony as he took her precious virginity. It would insure that for the rest of her life she would never be able to forget her first time and how he had taken her virginity.

 

 

Teresa wanted to go home, Now,

She wanted to get away from this horrible man who was looking between her legs and touching her most private parts.

But now he got on the bed and forced himself between her legs.

She yelled at him.

“Get off me, I want to home. Let me go”

But Hassan continued ignoring the young girls pleading, as he positioned himself between her legs,

 

He bent over her, putting his hands round behind the top of her legs, he grabbed hold of her school skirt and pulled it up over her bottom, pulling it up her back out the way, so that her bottom was on the towel.

He didn’t want her getting blood on the back of her skirt. It would be a bit difficult sending her home with the back of her skirt covered in blood and anyway when he took her virginity he wanted her to bleed on the towel.

Now using his weight and knees, he forced the young girls’ legs further apart.

 

Teresa wanted the horrible man to get off her, to go away. But now he forced her legs wider apart, she was really frightened.

Horrified she watched him pull down the front of his jogging pants, she saw it then, his revolting large brown penis, it was erect and sticking out from underneath his fat belly.

She screamed at him;

“No. No stop it”

Now that she’d seen him get his penis out, Teresa was petrified, he mustn’t do this.

Screaming loudly at the horrible man to stop as he bent over her.

She felt his revolting penis between her legs, hard and stiff.

 

As Hassan guided his penis in between the top of her legs, and started rubbing and pushing it against her, the young girl started getting really hysterical, screaming at him to stop.

 

But nothing was going to stop him now.

Using his hand to get his penis in the right position between her legs.

He quickly found her tight little entrance and immediately started to try and push his penis into her.

Teresa felt him pushing against her, she started wriggled furiously, jerking her hips, just managing to move away from his hard-prodding penis.

Again, and again she just managed to stop him.

All the time screaming at him to stop and get of her.

But Hassan was big and very heavy on top of her, his weight was now pinning her to the bed. .

She kicked out with her legs again  and again, desperately trying to stop him.

But it was useless, she just didn’t have the strength to get away from him.

Teresa tried to compose herself for a moment, somehow, she had to stop him from doing this to her.

Sobbing, she told him:

“Listen, you’ll go to prison if you do anything to me, I’ll go to the police, and you will go to prison”

She continued.

“I’m only thirteen, please. I beg you. You mustn’t do this to me”

 

Hassan looked down at the young girl and listened to her for a moment, he liked it, how she pleaded and begged, desperately trying to save her precious virtue.

He was surprised how grown up the girl was trying to be now, begging and pleading him not to do it.

The young girl was panting, exhausted now from struggling trying to stop him.

He could feel his penis, now hard and throbbing, the Viagra working.

He was ready and now and he wanted to feel her virginal tightness gripping his penis, he was going to take this young girl virginity, weather she liked it or not, he would take her innocence now and make certain that after he’ finished with her and taken her precious virtue, then this pretty young girl, definitely wouldn’t be saving herself for anyone else.

 

Hassan told her.

 “I’m going to hurt you now; this is your punishment for stealing from me”

He pushed hard against the girl, using his hand to guide and stop his penis from bending as he started to force it into the small tight little entrance to her vagina.

He quickly felt the tightness round the head of his penis as her hymen barrier now stopped him from pushing his penis further inside her.

 

The girl felt it hurting now as the horrible man on top of her started to push the end of his penis into her vagina.

 

She knew she couldn’t stop him now.

The pain, oh god it was really hurting now as he started to push it in her.

Oh god, please, why didn’t someone stop him?

“It’s hurting”

“You’re hurting me” She cried out.

She wanted her Mum.

She cried out loudly.

Mummy. Mummmy !!

Then Teresa screamed in pain, the horrible man put his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams as he pushed hard.

Suddenly between her legs she felt the worst pain she had ever experienced in her young life. it felt like he was literally tearing her apart.

Teresa screamed into his hand in real agony now, as the horrible old man on top of her slowly forced his large penis inside her.

She kept screaming and screaming in pain as the man pushed and forced his revolting penis still further inside her.

 

Hassan kept his hand over the screaming girls mouth, keeping her quiet as he  now penetrated the girl.

He felt her hymen breaking and tearing, allowing him to enter and push his penis into her tight vagina.  

“That’s a good little virgin. Good girl”

Still he kept pushing and forcing his large penis further and further into her tight vagina.

He continued telling her:

“It always hurts the first time; the worst will be over in a few minutes”

 

It was difficult at first, her vagina tightly gripping his large penis, the girl being so tight and virginal.

But the lubricant on his penis was making it easier for him, using his fingers he could feel how much of his penis had penetrated her.

Slowly inch by inch he was able to work his penis further into her, even though she kept desperately trying to close her legs to stop him, which was annoying, but she couldn’t stop him. Eventually he finally managed to get the full length of his penis pushed up inside her.

Now that he’d  penetrated her fully,  he began moving his penis back and forth in side her tight vagina.

He took his hand away now from covering her mouth, telling the girl:

“Be quiet now it won’t take long”

 

Teresa just wanted the horrible man to stop, why didn’t he stop.

It was hurting so much, she could feel his large penis inside her now, it was awful, he pushed it right up inside her tummy.

Every time, when  he pushed hard and thrust his penis in as far as he could it really hurt.

Sobbing she turned her head to the side and closed her eyes.

He told her if she kept her legs apart it would be over quickly and less painful.

She knew she couldn’t stop him now, so she kept her legs apart, it was easier like that and less painful as he moved inside her, she just wanted it to be over.

Why didn’t he stop now, please?

It wasn’t hurting so much now as he moved inside her, not like the awful pain when he’d first pushed s his penis inside her.

He was moving his penis quickly now back and forth inside her, making loud grunting noises as he did it.

She felt it inside her like bubbles and all warm, but Teresa was to naïve to know that the man was ejaculating inside her.

Teresa knew she was being raped and this horrible dirty old Pakistani man on top of her between her legs was now having sex with her.

She realized what this man was doing to her, she knew, to her despair that she wasn’t a virgin any more now.

She wanted him to stop, take his penis out and get of her. but he just kept doing it to her.

And while he continued doing it to her Teresa decided. She will never tell anybody about this. Nobody must ever know about what he’s done to her.

At school you just had to talk to a Pakistani boy and the other whites pointed their fingers at you and started calling you brown meat and other such names.

 

Hassan knew, as he jerked his penis back and forth in side her that he’d broken the young girl now.  She had completely lost her will to resist.

He pushed her legs further apart telling her, that if she kept her legs apart then it won’t hurt so much, and he’d be finished more quickly.

The girl didn’t try to stop him now, as he lifted her knees up, spreading her legs and thighs wider apart. Now as he held her legs apart with her feet up in the air so that her thighs were spread wide apart it was easier for him to push the full length of his lenis inside her. She gasped and cried as he thrust himself deep inside. The sperm from his first ejaculation was like lubricant, so now as he held her legs in this position he was able to fuck the little bitch properly.

He put his hands over her small breasts, squeezing and holding them tightly as he took his pleasure using the pretty young girl to satisfy his lust.

His movements were getting easier now as the young girl lost her virginal tightness, his large penis forcibly opening and stretching her small tight vagina.

Hassan had already ejaculated in her once but the Viagra was keeping his penis stiff.

 He kept continually thrusting hard into the girl, regardless of the pain and unpleasantness it was causing her. He knew his penis was large and it was hurting her, but that was normal for a young virgin girl. It was important that he took away the young girls virginal tightness, she had to opened and broken in properly today.

She was a very pretty girl and he was really enjoying her young body now, he knew once he got her working in the room upstairs and with ten to fifteen men a day and that three days a week.  she would make him a lot of money.

A shame in a way, because she was such a pretty girl he would almost like to keep her just for himself to use. Because as soon as she had been used by another man, then she would be soiled, dirty and used,  he wouldn’t want to touch her again after that.

 

Finally, Hassan was finished, he’ given the little bitch a real good fucking and ejaculated twice, emptying all his sperm deep inside her young belly.

He withdrew and got off the girl, standing, he quickly pulled his jogging pants up and tucked his now limp blood-stained penis back in his pants.

Looking down at the crying young girl on the bed, her school skirt up round her waist with her legs still spread wide apart.

He could see all the blood in between the top of her legs, on the inside of her thighs and legs and the white towel underneath her between her legs was now covered with her virgin blood.

Hassan grinned. He was well satisfied now, He’d enjoyed taking her innocence, a shame it was over really. but you can only take a girls virginity once and once it’s been taken, then there’s no way she will ever be able to reclaim her virtue again. 

He’d knew he’d done a good job breaking the young girl in, the clock on the wall told him he’d been a full twenty minutes between her legs with his prick shoved up her tight little cunt, all the time continually thrusting into her as hard as he could.

In the beginning she’d been a real tight little virgin, but not for long, he’d quickly opened and stretched her tight little vagina forcing her to accept his large penis.

He’d made dame sure that this pretty young girl wouldn’t be saving her innocence for anyone else.  

His could feel his was penis was really aching now from the good fucking he’d just given the tight little bitch.

 

He freed her hands, unlocking the handcuffs, the sobbing girl immediately pulled her bra back down and pushed her skirt down to cover herself. Hassan handed her the toilet roll and a damp cloth, telling the girl to clean herself up.

Teresa was very frightened when she saw all the blood between her legs. He had made her bleed a lot and she was all wet and sticky between her legs, quickly she wiped the blood away and cleaned herself up.

He told her the blood was normal, virgins always bleed the first time they have sex.

After handing her back her panties he told her to put some toilet paper inside them because she might still bleed for a little bit.

Hassan handed her some money for a taxi to get home. Telling her that if she told anyone about this, he would say, she let him have sex with her because he caught her steeling from his shop.

 

Teresa left his shop and walked up to the bus stop, drying her tears away with a piece of the toilet paper she had put in her blazer pocket, she didn’t need a taxi, but she would keep his money.

She was sore between her legs and her tummy was aching from what he had just done to her, but she would never tell anyone about the terrible thing he had done to her, nobody would ever know about this.

She promised herself that would never see him or go near his shop again. At least that is what she thought.

 

 

 

The Corner Shop   Part III 

The Large House.

 

Teresa was at school when she got the text message from Hassan, it simply red “Come to my shop after school today… if you don’t want anyone else to see this”

Teresa was really shocked when she opened the attachment and saw the photo, it was her, on the bed with Hassan, and he was on top of her, between her opened legs. It was very obvious what he was doing, it was disgusting. The second photo was him giving her money.

Quickly she deleted the message.

Teresa couldn’t concentrate on any of her classes for the rest of the day, she definitely didn’t want to go to his shop again, it was the last thing she ever wanted to do was to see that horrible man again, but she was absolutely terrified, that he might show the photos to someone.

She knew, after school she would just have to go to his shop again today.

 

Hassan was waiting in his shop, it was four o clock and he was wondering if the girl would really come, but sure enough, just after four o’clock, the pretty young girl dressed in her school uniform walked into his shop.

He came out from behind his counter, the girl stood in the middle of his shop not saying anything while he walked over to the main door; he locked it and turned the sign in the window from open to closed.

When he returned to the counter from under a newspaper he pulled out a DVD case, holding it he walked over to the girl telling her

“If you want to keep this a secret, just between you and me, then you will have to do what I tell you, only then can you be certain nobody will ever see this”

He handed her the DVD case to look at.

Teresa was shocked when she looked at the DVD cover, on the front cover was her full name in bold letters and the title “Caught stealing and pays with sex” there was a picture of her sitting on his bed and underneath it an even larger picture, just like the photo he’d sent her,

It was very plain to see in the photos that he was having sex with her, on the back side of the case were more photos including one of her taking money from him.

Teresa didn’t know what to say, if anyone saw this, it would be the end of her, it would be just terrible, she didn’t want to imagine what people would say about her if they saw this.

As she looked at the awful DVD she started crying.

Teresa stammered:

“Please don’t show any one, Please Mr. Please don’t let anyone see this,” She pleaded.

Hassan took the cover back, telling her:

“It depends on you, if you’re a good girl and do as you’re told, nobody will ever see this”

He held up the DVD case, continuing:

“Or you can take this video with you now and show your parents, you can even show it to the police, here take the video for everyone to see. I have more copies”

He held the DVD out to her.

But Teresa didn’t take it, she just shook her head.

Hassan knew, now was the deciding moment, if she did what he told her to do now, then he would have her in his hold, and from this day on she would belong to him.

He took hold of the girls arm, telling her sternly.

“Go into the back room” he pushed her towards the door to his back room.

Teresa didn’t know what to do, she was so frightened of this horrible man, but even more frightened that he would show this video to someone.

She realized, she had no choice but to do what he said.

Teresa slowly and very reluctantly walked into his back room.

Hassan followed her into the room closing the door behind him. He had everything set up; his small video camera on top of the TV was ready.

He needed a video from the pretty young girl; he would cut and edit it later tonight and then email it out to his already growing circle of special customers.

 

“Stand by the table, face the TV” He told the sniveling young girl, pulling her arm he moved her into the right position so the girl was standing with the table behind her facing his TV with the video camera on top of it.

Teresa saw the camera.

“Please, No camera, Listen I have to go home, my parents will miss me” She pleaded.

Lying, Hassan told her.

“It doesn’t make any difference, if I have one or two videos of you, It will be a secret that only you and I will know about, and I promise you, nobody will ever see a video of you, as long as do as your told”

He continued:

“This won’t take long, look at the camera, Take off your blazer”

Teresa did what he said and put her blazer on the chair by the table.

Hassan grinned, before he continued.

“You’re a good girl Teresa. Now I just want you to show the camera what a nice pretty girl you are”

Still grinning he told her.

“Take off your clothes now”

There was silence in the room.

Teresa just stared at the floor in front of her; she’d heard what he’d said.

She didn’t want to do this, she started crying. She didn’t want to undress in front of him or his camera.

“Please no” she pleaded.

Hassan looked at the sniveling young girl standing there crying now.

He held up the DVD cover in front of her, telling the girl:

“This will be going round your school, and by tomorrow afternoon, everybody will know what a dirty little slut you are”

He continued:

“Now do as your told, take off your clothes, all of them”

He added:

“You can leave your shoes and socks on”

The horrible man continued, telling her things that were on the DVD that she didn’t want to be reminded of.

Teresa knew, she was trapped, if Hassan did what he said, it would be awful. She had all ready decided that nobody must ever know what had happened in this room and what this horrible man had done to her.

 

Crying and now with tears running down her cheeks she slowly and very reluctantly started to unbutton her blouse.

Hassan watched as the young girl unbuttoned her white blouse, she took it off and put it on the chair together with her blazer.

Then she removed her blue skirt also putting it on the chair.

Now just standing there in her underwear, socks and shoes there was hesitation before she finally removed her small elastic bra.

The young girl quickly covered her small breasts with her arms trying to save her modesty.

“That’s a good girl” Hassan told her.

“You don’t have to be shy, now drop your panties down to your ankles, stand up straight and look at the camera with your hands by your sides.”

The girl did as he told her to, very reluctantly pulling her white cotton panties down to her ankles; he let her stand like that naked with her pants down round her ankles while the camera recorded her nakedness.

He looked at the pretty young girls naked body, Hassan was very pleased, once he’d finished grooming the little bitch she would make him a lot of money, he had plenty of customers willing to pay a lot of money to use her pretty young body.

But now his penis was getting stiff, he wanted her again.

Hassan walked over to the girl; he got hold of her hair in one hand, holding her hair he told her to get down on her knees in front of him.

He was going to use her again, but this would be the last time he would use her for his own satisfaction, a shame really because she was a very pretty young girl, but now he would make  her suck his penis in front of the camera.

As the girl got on her knees in front of him still holding her hair, with his other hand he opened his trousers and got his now already stiff penis out.

He pulled her head towards his penis telling her:

 “Take it in your mouth and suck it”

Horrified the girl tried to turn her head away

“Please, No” she stammered.

But he pulled her head back, pushing his penis to her mouth.

He forced her to open her mouth and he pushed his penis in to her.

For Teresa it was disgusting, as he pushed his large stiff penis inside her mouth, she felt like she was going to be sick it was so revolting, he pulled her hair forcing her to move her head back and forth making her suck his large penis.

“That’s better, good girl” he sighed. Hassan made her suck him until he was ready to take her.

He pulled her head away taking his penis out of her mouth he made the girl stand up again and pulled her round to face the table, telling her.

“Bend over the table”

Teresa knew what he wanted the horrible man was going to put his penis in her and have sex with her again.

She didn’t want the horrible man to do that to her again, she didn’t want him to put his large penis inside her vagina again.

She pleaded.

“No. Please. Don’t do that to me. That hurts. Please. It really hurts; don’t do that to me again”

 

He ignored her pleading; with his hand on the back of her head he forced the young girl to bend over the table, keeping his hand on her till he had her in the position he wanted.

Telling the girl:

“It only hurt last time because you were a virgin. I took your virginity, so now that you’re not a virgin anymore it not going to hurt you”

Hassan continued: “Now just stay bent over the table like this until I’ve finished”

 

He positioned himself behind her and put his erect penis in between the top of her legs, rubbing it against her: he quickly found the small tight entrance to her vagina.

Immediately he started to push and force his penis inside her. The girl was dry and tight, but his penis was still wet from where he had forced the girl to suck him, making it easier for him to penetrate her.

Teresa cried out, holding on to the table tightly as she felt his penis entering her, she expected to feel the terrible pain again as he pushed his penis into her, it did hurt, but it was nothing compared to the terrible pain when he’d raped her the first time.

Crying she held onto the table tightly as the horrible man began to thrust his penis back and forth in side her, she just wanted it to be over quickly.

Hassan enjoyed using the pretty girl, her slim young body tightly gripping his penis. His thrusting becoming easer as the unwilling girl’s body started to respond.

Withdrawing most of his penis, he looked down a little disappointed that there was no virgin blood on his penis this time.

It didn’t take him long to reach his orgasm. He ejaculated and emptied himself in the little bitch.

This would be the last time he would use her for his own enjoyment, because the next time she came to his shop he would put her upstairs for his customers to use. And after the bitch had been used by another man she would be soiled, and he would never touch her again

A shame really because the girl was very pretty, he would have liked to have her a few more times himself, but he needed the money already most of his customers had seen photos of the her and now a lot were waiting eagerly to use this pretty young girl.

He let the girl put her clothes back on, but before letting her go home, he reminded her of the nice videos he had now, he told her that she had to come back to his shop in two days’ time or she knew what would happen. The girl just nodded, knowing she didn’t have any choice; now she would have to do what he wanted.

 

 

It was the very next day; Hassan was approached by an associate in his shop,

What they talked about was the fact that sooner or later the police would find out what was happening. The girls would eventually talk and Hassan would definitely go to prison.

This man had a solution to the problem and Hassan could still make a lot of money, probably even more and without risk.

Hassan went with him in his car, a new BMW they drove to a very secluded large private house just outside the town.

He explained to Hassan that the girls would be kept here, nobody would know about them being here.

At the moment he only had three girls at the house but he had room for another 4

They could make it look like the two young girls from Hassan had run away together, they would send a text message regularly to tell their parents that they were safe and well, and then the police would not be interested in finding them anymore.

He reminded Hassan that these young white girls were infidels and had to be treated accordingly.

Here they will be forced to work 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, using their young white bodies as receptacles for the customers to relieve themselves in.  

But the girls would not only make them money doing that, he was now starting a very lucrative new business idea: Films, but not just your ordinary porno stuff that was now boring and there was no money to be made in that anymore.

There was a demand now for a special type of film that was only sold under the counter because it was far too dangerous to sell them on the internet.

Hassan was interested in what sort of films he meant, he imagined, it might be snuff or something brutal like that.

The man explained; we film young white girls being raped and forced to have sex with large dogs.

Hassan was flabbergasted, that was really sick and disgusting, as far as he was concerned the young white girls were just filthy imbeciles and there young body’s were to be used and exploited, but even still, being forced to have sex with an animal must be just awful, so dirty and degrading for the girl.

But Hassan could imagine that the videos would sell well.     

To make the videos his friend needed young white girls aged between twelve and sixteen, only videos with very pretty, young white girls sold the best.

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He led Hassan down to a large sound proofed cellar that had been converted into a film studio,

There were four large HD video cameras and bright lighting. In the middle of the room with all four cameras pointing at it, was a very low table like an examination couch, it was fitted out with strong leather straps to keep and hold the girl in position 

Hassan listened to him as he explained in detail what they did to the girls.

 

We strip the girl, then strap her naked onto the table

He showed Hassan the strong leather straps that were attached to the low table, explaining what they were for.

Her hands are strapped to the top of the table above her head, this strap goes round her waist to hold her on the table in the right position and so she can’t move her hips about.

He then pulled two poles upright that were at the end on each side of the table and clicked them into a upright position, explaining.

We pull her legs up behind the poles, put these straps round her ankles to hold her feet up and keep her legs apart, these other straps go round her knees to ensure she keeps her thighs open and spread wide apart.

When we bring the dog in and they realize what the dog is going to do to them, they start screaming there pretty little heads off” He laughed “But the bitches can scream down here as loud as they want, nobody will hear them”

 

He grinned as he continued telling Hassan the gory details.

The first time we had a real problem getting the dog’s large penis into the little bitch’s vagina because she was so young and tight.

My dogs are big animals so their penises are large, but a dog aroused quickly loses interest if the girl is too tight and it’s uncomfortable for him.

But I solved that problem.

From under the table he pulled out a large black rubber phallus, a thin tube came out the bottom of it, attached to the end of the tube was a small rubber ball, he held it up for Hassan to see.

Explaining;

Once the girl is strapped on the table with her legs and thighs spread wide apart, before we put the dog on her we use this.

 It’s pushed right up inside her vagina and then slowly pumped it up to full size.

He demonstrated switching it on, the phallus started vibrating; he started squeezing the rubber ball.

The vibrating phallus quickly started expanding and growing in size, he pumped until it grew to more than twice its original thickness.

Obviously, it’s a little painful but the vibration relaxes the vagina muscles so that her tight little hole can be stretched and opened.

After it’s been pumped up to full size, I leave it in the girl for about 25 minutes to make sure her cunt will be opened wide enough to easily get the full length of the dogs prick right up inside her, so the filthy animal can fuck her properly.

 

 

We film the young girls while there being by raped by the large dogs. He laughed; you should hear how little bitches scream when I guide the dogs prick in between their legs and help the dog push its penis in them, as soon as the animal has mounted the bitch, it immediately starts humping, its backside quickly jerking up and down as it gives the girl a good fucking.

Sometimes the animal is a bit overenthusiastic and its prick slips out of the bitch, so I have to put it back in again.

Most of the time I have make sure the animal keeps it prick inside the girl, well at least  until its emptied all its load. The dog usually takes about 5 to 7 minutes before the its finally finished.  and in that time while the dog is fucking them you can see how the girl loses her dignity and her self-respect is taken, usually only after a few moments the girls sprit is broken.

We get a great video and they sell for a lot of money

I know it’s disgusting, but at least after they have been well fucked by the dog, the girls are so humiliated and truly broken. No girl can have any self-respect left after she’s been properly fucked by a filthy animal.

After the dog has finished, the girl will have been pumped full of filthy stinking dog sperm. We stand the girl up and film her as it all dribbles out of her cunt and running down her legs and my dogs have a lot of sperm.

After they have been fucked by the dog, the girls know what will happen if they don’t do as there told so they become really very obedient and work well, twenty-four hours a day seven days a week, willingly opening their legs and using their young body’s to satisfy the customers.

Hassan asked what happens when a girl gets pregnant.

The man answered. “They all do sooner or later. Obviously, the customers don’t want to use condoms and when the bitch is being used by 10 to 15 men a day then she will get pregnant usually with in the first 3 or 4 weeks they become pregnant.

We take them to the clinic, they believe they are going there to have an abortion and get rid of the baby, well they do have an abortion but they are also sterilized, the doctor removes there ovaries or something like that, so then the girl will definitely never be able to get pregnant again.

He added, now I will show you just how well behaved and obedient they become after a visit to the cellar, look at this.

He turned a lap top computer to face Hassan and played a video

A very young fair-haired pretty girl was in a room with a fat old Asian man, he looked old enough to be her grandfather. The girl was frightened and screaming at the man to go away she kept moving away from him and telling him she was not going to do it.

He closed the laptop telling Hassan. We took her down to the cellar; the man laughed and asked Hassan to follow him.

They went upstairs along a corridor the man produced a pass key and unlocked one of the doors. He and Hassan both went into the room.

The same pretty girl that he had just seen in the video was now wearing a very short pink dress sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a little teddy bear.

She didn’t even look at them as they entered the room she just kept staring at the wall.

The man told the girl to stand up and show them her body, immediately the girl stood and pulled her dress up. The pretty young girl was naked under the dress, she held the dress pulled up well above her small breasts, so the two men could have a good at her naked body.

Hassan was asked if he would like to use her, the man assured him that the bitch was clean as no customers had used her yet today. Even though the girl was very pretty and had a beautiful young body, Hassan still politely refused, as for him the girl had been soiled now, she had been used by a lot of men, not only that she had also been fucked by a filthy dog.

Hassan friend continued, telling him that when they first brought the girl here she’d still been a virgin, and it would have been a shame to waist a virgin on a dog, especially when he had customers who would pay a lot of money for a young white virgin. like the fat old slob in the video Hassan had seen with her. He’d paid to take her virginity, But she wouldn’t let him touch her, so we had to restrain her to the bed with her legs strapped wide apart, so he could do it to her. He didn’t take long, he was only with her for about twenty minutes. She screamed her head off, while he did it to her. After he’d finished, the girl definitely wasn’t a virgin anymore, so we took her down to be dog fucked, after the dog had finished, her self-respect was taken and her will to resist then was completely broken.

Watch this. The man walked over to a chest while the pretty young girl still stood there holding her dress up,

He opened a draw and took a large vibrator out, throwing it on the bed he told the young girl in English.

“Show us how you fuck yourself with it”.

The girl then got on the bed pulling her dress up again she opened her legs, taking the vibrator she put it between her legs with a look of discomfort on her face the girl pushed it up into her vagina. Holding the end of it she started moving it back and forth and groaning as if she was enjoying it

Hassan and the man watched her for a few moments, the man told Hassan she was good for business because she was very pretty girl.

She was just what his customers wanted: young and white, fresh and tight. The man laughed at his little rhyme. But with about 15 men a day using her she wont stay fresh and tight for very long, after about six week she won’t be regarded fresh anymore and her vagina will have been well stretched, It’s a great shame the constant fucking stretches there vaginas so quickly and off course all his customers only wanted tight young girls.

 

Hassan and the man left the room.

 

On leaving the house the man told Hassan. That the dog rape films, sell under the counter in sex shops all over the world, for a lot of money. At the moment unfortunately, He only have two large dogs, but hoped to be getting another one from the dog’s home next week.

Hassan was shocked and really disgusted, a dog is a dirty unclean animal, he just couldn’t imagine how utterly sickening it must be for a young girl to have a large dirty stinking dog on top of her with its revolting penis inside her and then copulating with her.

As Hassan listened, he realized the man was right there was even more money to be made here and it would be safer and better for him then having the young girls working upstairs over his shop.

After they had talked a little more Hassan told him he had two thirteen-year-old girls he could bring to the house next week. One of the girls hadn’t even started working for him yet as he’d only just taken her virginity and broken her in. the other one who he had also broken in was getting very difficult and refusing to work for him the only reason he was putting up with it was she was bringing him another young virgin girl from her school.

So, it was agreed that Hassan would get 50% of what his girls made, and after he had his fun and broken in the new third new girl, then he would bring her here as well.

 

 

 

After school I (Susan) went straight to Hassan shop to collect my 500 pounds for bringing Teresa to him.

On arriving at his shop, I asked Hassan straightway for my money.

He told me:

“You can have your money, but you will have to work a little bit first”

 I knew what he meant by work, I would have to go upstairs to the room over his shop and change into the clothes that he made me wear, a skimpy little top with a very short mini skirt.

I wasn’t allowed to wear any panties, so I would be ready for his customers.

His customers were all Pakistani men; they paid Hassan first before coming upstairs and then I had to let them have sex with me. or he would take me to a house where there would be men waiting. They paid Hassan, then I had to let them have sex with me.

They were horrible dirty smelly old men and some of them, before they had sex with me, wanted me to suck their revolting penis. I had been upstairs 5 times now and been taken to three houses, I hated doing it.

I had decided now, that I was never going to do it again.

So, I told Hassan:

“No.  I am not going to do that and I’m never going to do that again”

“You will have to if you want your money, it won’t take you long, I only have 4 or 5 customers today”

“No. I can’t do this anymore.  If you show my videos to anyone I’ll go to the police”

I continued. “I just can’t do it”

 

 

Hassan was really annoyed with the little bitch, he knew that today she would be coming around to get her money and he had nine customers lined up for her, which would make him well over a thousand pounds. He would get her together with other girl picked up and taken to his friend’s house,

He would enjoy watching the little bitch being dog fucked, that would teach her a lesson and she would learn some respect for her new owners and willingly work upstairs, seven days a week and he would get 50% of both girls earnings.

Hassan told her:

“You have to, if you want your money and if you don’t, your videos will be going around your school tomorrow, and everybody will know how you have been earning your extra pocket money”

He added; “And if you go to the police they will want to know why you tricked another young girl to come here. That will get you into a lot of trouble”

I stood there, and I told him, he could do what he wanted, I didn’t care anymore, but I was never going to do that again.  I was never going to go up the stairs to the room above the shop again.  

 

Hassan thought for a minute, then he had an idea.

 “If you won’t go to work upstairs then you will have to bring me another new girl, only then will I give you your money and some extra”

I knew he was annoyed because I had refused to go upstairs, and this would probably be the only way to get my money:

 I nodded in agreement, I was sure I could find another girl for him.

Hassan continued telling me “The girl will have to be young, slim and pretty, a nice decent girl, and remember, it’s very important, she has to be a virgin, if she’s not a virgin I won’t pay you”

I understood and nodded. I knew a new girl at school that would be suitable. In fact, she would be exactly what he wanted.

The girls name was Cathy, she was in a class a level with mine and she was just what Hassan wanted, young slim and very pretty, nearly as tall as me, with long dark hair.

I knew for sure Cathy hadn’t had a boyfriend yet, she was very shy and petit, and came from a good family. I was certain she would still be a virgin.

 

To get the girl to Hassan’s shop was easy really. As a prefect I had certain powers, while the girl was waiting in the cue for lunch I pushed past her and planted a cigarette in her blazer pocket. As she left the lunch canteen I stopped her, saying she had been reported for smoking. Finding the cigarette in her blazer, I said I would have to report her.

The poor girl was in tears pleading her innocence. So, I promised her I would not report her, but as punishment she would have to carry my school bag home for me.

The stupid naive young girl agreed, so it was fixed tomorrow she would meet me outside the school gates.

I found her on Face book, downloaded a nice picture of her and sent it to Hassan.

 

The next day after school, as arranged I met her and she carried my bag for me.

On the way to my house I talked to her and asked if she’d had a boyfriend yet.

In fact, in the short distance to Hassan corner shop I found out that she had never had a boyfriend and in fact had never even kissed a boy yet.

I was pleased, as it meant she was still a virgin, so I knew Hassan would be very pleased with her and now I would certainly get my money from him.

The girl had no idea what was going to happen to her, she was so naïve, she looked so sweet and innocent in her school uniform with little white ankle socks. She really was a very happy respectable sweet young girl, who came from a good family.

I have to admit I was jealous of her, because she still was still a virgin and so innocent, it was something she could be very proud off.

 

We were nearly at Hassan’s shop, I was starting to feel guilty about taking her there. 

I knew it wasn’t right, I had had been just like her, innocent, naïve, a virgin and I had been proud that I was a nice decent girl, but that had been before Hassan had taken me into his back room.

I felt sorry for Cathy because I knew what Hassan was going to do to her. What was going to happen to her now in Hassan’s back room, would changer her for the rest of her life, a terrible experience that she would never ever forget.

Perhaps she might be able to stop him, but I doubted it, in fact, I knew for sure she wouldn’t be able to stop him, I hadn’t been able to stop him.

And Hassan wouldn’t stop, at least, not until he’d finished,

Finished meaning he’s pumped you full with his revolting sperm and satisfied his lust, leaving you feeling dirty with an awful burning pain between your legs because he has just taken your virginity and your tummy is aching from where his large penis has been up inside you.

 

The rape isn’t over quickly either, because Hassan like to takes his time, he just keeps repeatedly thrusting his large penis back and forth in side you, again and again  to ensure you have been opened and  broken in properly, as he calls it.

He uses you to satisfy his lust and empty his revolting semen in side you.

Afterwards he hands you the toilet roll to clean yourself up with..

All that is left of your precious virginity and innocents then, is a large bloodstain on the towel that he made you lay on.

However, I didn’t care, I just wanted my money. I pushed open the door and led Cathy into his shop

 

Madam was waiting in the hall as the African Minister came down the stairs. She could see by the grin on his face, that he had been well satisfied with the pretty little dark-haired bitch she’d found for him.

The coloured gentleman thanked her, adding, that next month he would be in England again and he would like it, if she could find him something similar again, obviously the girl would have to virginal, but he would prefer a girl with a bit more tit on her.

Madam told him as he went out the front door, that she would do her best, but it was very difficult to find girls of that age that were still virgins.

 

Upstairs in the room where the gentleman had just come from, a young girl was lying flat on the bed, her legs still spread wide apart with a chain round one of her ankles, her tearful eyes flat and dull staring up at the ceiling. The horrible man had gone now, finally, after he’d finished doing to her what he’d wanted to

She could feel a burning pain between her legs, and a throbbing ache up inside her tummy, from where the black man’s large penis had been up inside her.

It had hurt so much.

But he’d just kept thrusting and pushing his large penis further and further up inside her. Forcibly opening and stretching her small tight vagina, until eventually he was able to get the full length of his large penis pushed right up inside her.

Once he had achieved full penetration, he started quickly jerking himself back and forth in side her, using her like an animal to satisfy his lust.

She was all wet between her legs now, she knew the man hadn’t used a condom. Blood and sperm were now oozing out of her opened vagina and dribbling down onto the sheet between her legs. she knew she was bleeding from her vagina. the blood frightened her.

She closed her eyes, trying to forget what the horrible old black man had just done to her.

 

The first time he came into the room, he had sat next to her on the bed and asked her how old she was and what her name was.

He spoke English with a very strong foreign accent. He told her she was a very beautiful young girl and that he liked white girls.

Then the horrible old black man had put his hand on her leg, he even tried to put his hand up under her skirt.

She’d screamed at him and pushed his hand away, jumped up from the bed to get away from him telling him not to touch her. She told him angrily then, that she wasn’t like that, she wasn’t that type of girl. Who did he think he was trying to touch her? he better keep his hands to himself, he was not to touch her again, or he would get into very big trouble from her father and the police,

He left the room then and the girl hoped she would never see the horrible black man again.

 

Outside the room the black man spoke to the Madam Parker.

He was very pleased with the girl, but he didn’t like it when the girls were difficult, and this proud little white bitch was obviously going to be difficult. She wasn’t going to give up her virtue easily.

He preferred it when the young girls had been prepared beforehand, so they were frightened enough to know what would happen to them if they resisted his advances.

 

Steffi was frightened now and standing in the corner of the room, she was really upset because the old black man had tried to touch her.

She just wanted to go home. They had kidnapped her the day before yesterday, on her way home from school, she had no idea where she was and what they wanted her for.

 

The door opened and the women came in. She told her she was a good girl and not to be frightened, the women assured her that nothing was going to happen to her.  

She had a glass of orange with her, Steffi hadn’t had a drink apart from a bottle of water that had been in the room when she was brought here.

 She’d been kept in this room and the door to the toilet was locked today, so she was thirsty and very thankful for the drink, even if it was a very sweet tasting orange juice, she drank it all and emptied the glass.

Then she told the woman that the coloured man wasn’t a very nice person and he had tried to touch her.

The women told her to come and sit on the bed and tell what had happened.

Steffi sat on the bed telling the women that the horrible man had sat next to her on the bed and he’d put his hand on her leg, and he even tried to put his hand up under her skirt.

She started crying and begged the woman to let her go home, her parents would be really worried now, she just wanted to go home.

It was then, that she suddenly felt different, her vision seemed to blur a little bit and her arms and legs started feeling so heavy.

She told the women that she didn’t feel right.

The women was telling her, everything was going to be all right, she was saying, it will all be over very quickly now, and it will be easier for her like this.