Little Girl Lost! by Lookinthecloset

A rape literotic sex stories: Little Girl Lost! by Lookinthecloset ,

I was on my usual patrol through a peaceful park when my attention was captured by a little girl. Her golden locks cascaded down her back, and as she saw me, her face lit up with relief. She ran towards me, her youthful energy propelling her towards me.

I greeted her with a smile and crouched down to her level. The little girl embraced me with affection, trusting me as per what she had been taught all her life – to seek out a police officer if in need. This immediately established a level of trust between us, akin to the trust one has for a lovable purple dinosaur or a friendly blue cookie monster. After all, aren’t all police officers trustworthy?

I introduced myself as Bill Smith, a police officer, and calmly inquired, “Is there something I can assist you with, Miss?” She was a charming child, one that any parent would be proud of. Standing just a few inches shy of five feet, she appeared to be around twelve years old. Her big blue eyes, infectious smile, and alluring lips had the power to capture the hearts of countless boys and men.

“Yes, please Officer,” the girl revealed. “My name is Susan Benson. I was walking home from my bus stop when Zippy, a dog in my neighborhood, chased me once again! I got scared and ran here. Could you please take me home?”

“I will do more than that, Miss,” I reassured her. “The owner of that dog will receive not only a citation but also a stern warning from me about the danger their pet poses to your safety. Rest assured, he will never let his dog roam free to bother you again.” Holding the girl’s hand in mine, I scanned our surroundings, alert for any potential threats. To my relief, the park seemed deserted.

I opened the door on the passenger side of my patrol car and shifted the girl’s hand behind her back as I gently pushed her into the seat. Instinctively, she put her other hand out to break her fall, and I ensured her safety by wrapping it behind her back as well. Grabbing the roll of duct tape I always kept under the seat, I quickly secured her wrists together, and then proceeded to silence her with a few layers of tape across her lips. Finally, I bound her ankles together, completing the task of securing her.

Susan had been struggling the entire time, she was a strong child, but was no problem for an officer trained and experienced in restraining grown men. I looked around one more time for witnesses, and seeing none I climbed across her, pulling the passenger door closed behind me. I sat in the driver’s seat and roughly shoved my right hand into Susan’s blouse. Forcing her small bra aside I took one of her nipples between my finger and thumb and pinched and twisted as hard as I could. I warned her, “Be still, baby cunt, or I’ll cut your nipples off and feed them to you!”
She gamely made another try when we pulled up behind a car at an intersection. She struggled desperately to push her gagged face up into view of the cars around us. I roughly grabbed her head and shoved it into my lap, then pinched her nose shut. It didn’t take but a few seconds for her to realize I could dish out much more asphyxiation than she could survive! She was very still during the rest of the drive while I enjoyed groping her little breasts and nipples.
We were at my home within a few minutes, and I pulled my patrol car into my garage, so I could get the girl inside unseen. I pulled the tape off her ankles, drug her to her feet and steered her inside to the bed where I planned to secure her. I enjoyed stripping her sexy little body.
The mounds of her tiny tits may only have bulged an inch from her chest, but her nipples were already something special. Her areola were about the size of a quarter and puffy with tasty looking little nipples extending from them. I wanted to chew them and bite them off, but knew I had to be patient and enjoy them for a while first.
I chained her to the four bed corners using padded cuffs. The sight of the helpless young girl had my cock as hard as it’s ever been in my life. When I removed the tape from her mouth and attempted to kiss her she spat at me. I went to my toy locker and brought back a few items. One item was a table tennis paddle. I briskly slapped each of her small breasts a dozen times with it, and she rewarded me with shrill shrieks of pain! I attempted to kiss her again, and she continued to scream and cry so I gave her another dozen hard slaps on each beautiful little tit!
“We’ll let that lesson sink in for a few hours, Slave.” I put a ball gag in her mouth, and forced a big lubed vibrating butt plug into her ass as she struggled against her restraints and screamed into her gag. I wanted that little ass stretched wide enough for me to fuck.
I investigated her tight little girl snatch next and it was marvelous! It was surrounded by light downy hair. I could barely get a moistened finger into it she was so tight, and my finger met an obstruction. I had kidnapped a virgin! I was so looking forward to busting that cherry, but I had to get back on the job before anyone noticed my radio silence.
I stopped for a moment and looked Susan up and down. This little cunt was going to be more fun than my first trip to an amusement park. I already regretted I’d have to kill her and dispose of her sexy little body soon. She was so damned adorable, and could have been a beauty contestant when she grew up if she hadn’t made the stupidly fatal mistake of running to me for help. I decided I’d take days in killing her when the time came and make her last as long as possible. In my view her life was worth something, if only as the most pleasurable of my snuff victims.
I sucked and chewed on both her small pink nipples to make them sore for her next session of torture and training as she fought the restraints. Impulsively, I moved down her body and licked at her baby cunt lips and clit before giving it a bite too. My little slave cunt tasted delicious! It may have been that moment I began considering dressing her out and putting her in the freezer when I did have to snuff her. It seemed like such a waste of prime meat to put her in a landfill for the rats and maggots when her meat would taste so damned good.
I was backing out of my driveway when the call was issued to be on the lookout for a missing child, and gave her name, description, and address. It turned out she was thirteen years old. I gave my call number and told the dispatcher I was free and would be searching in that area within minutes.
An Amber Alert had not been issued yet. The parents were still checking with all her friends. I drove around the area for hours, and stopped to interview several people who were in their yards and asked if they’d seen Susan. I took notes, and would include them in my reports. I wanted witnesses I’d been doing my job.
I saw a dog roaming the area and suspected it might be the one that had threatened Susan. I stopped, opened one of the back doors of my car and called, “Come here, Zippy.” Twenty minutes later he was chained in my garage and I was back in the area of her home “searching for Susan.” I knew I would be doing a lot if that in the next weeks and months.
I got an okay from our desk to work overtime looking for the girl, then drove to her house. I rapped on the door, and the door was answered by a crying young woman who resembled Susan so much it was easy to make the connection. She asked hopefully, “Yes, Officer? Has my baby been found? I’m sorry, I still think of Susan as my baby!” Tears of pain and loss were streaming down her beautiful face as she sobbed. I was deeply touched by this young mother’s agonizing loss, then again, my raping her baby’s mouth, ass, and cunt would soon help me to deal with it!
“I’m sorry, no, she hasn’t been found yet.” I said, I was thinking I’d like to have this lovely woman tied up next to her daughter so I could rape them both. She was a damned fine piece of ass. “We’re searching the area thoroughly. I just wanted to stop in and assure you we will find her and to tell you, you are all in my prayers until we do.”
My files are filled with commendations from various organizations, including Big Brothers and Sisters, and a number of church groups. If I handled this right I might even make a promotion for raping and snuffing the little cunt.
“Thank you, Officer, that’s very kind of you.” Mrs. Benson said. I politely shook her hand, smiled charmingly, took my leave of her and went home to enjoy raping and torturing her daughter.
Susan was waiting right where I’d left her. I took off my uniform in my bedroom, then went to her room to release her and allow her bathroom privileges. “You aren’t going to make this difficult, are you?” I asked her. “If you do it will only be more painful for you.”
She stood and tried to kick me and I bounced her off a wall, then threw her to the floor. I pounced atop her with my full weight and gathered her flailing hands into one of mine over her head. With my other hand on her throat I applied pressure to her carotid artery until her eyes rolled back in her head, then I allowed her to revive. “Did you enjoy that?” I asked her. “We can do that all night, or I can tape your mouth again and pinch your nose until you behave.”
I would have done that, except I wanted to kiss her. I also wanted her to kiss me, but that might take some time and training. I kissed her pretty lips, then told her, “Okay, up and into the bathroom with you, slave. Let’s get you cleaned up.” I sat her on the toilet and told her to take out the butt plug. She just sat there until I stepped into the other room and got the paddle. A sharp slap to each tit motivated her to pull the butt plug out.
I let her sit there while I prepared a warm enema, then I sat on the edge of the tub and pulled her across my lap face down. She was squirming, so I reached for the paddle and enjoyed giving her ten slaps on each cheek of her pretty ass.
I inserted the tube into the beautiful pink orifice of her ass, then opened the valve. I waited and played with her nipples and let her belly begin to swell before I pulled the tube out, then quickly sat her back on the toilet. The warm water and shit spewed from her. This practice was to serve two purposes, to clean her ass for fucking and to get her accustomed to my doing such intimate things to her.
I went to the bedroom and came back to her with hemostats in my hand. I’d put elastic hair ties around each of them to work as springs. I went to my knees in front of her and reached for a breast. She put her hands up defensively. I grabbed a hand and bent one of her little fingers backward until she screamed in excruciating pain! “Would you like this finger broken? Perhaps I should bite it off, chew it, and swallow. You will never deny your master anything, is that clear, slave?”
She nodded her head and said through her tears, “Yes, Master!” I applied a hemostat to each of her cute nipples and slid the hair ties up the handles until I saw more tears flood from her eyes. She wanted desperately to remove the cruel clamps, but didn’t dare to reach for them!
I told her as I stood, “Those stay there until I’ve had my cock sucked. Keep your eyes open, look at my face, and open your mouth.” Her mouth and eyes stayed shut, so I bent and tightened the hemostats on her nipples. She was in agony now and opened her mouth and looked me in my face! I stuck my cock into her mouth and instructed her to suck it, then I began giving her tips about using her tongue on me as I thrust and she bobbed her head. I reminded her the hemostats would come off only after she got me off.
Pain is a good motivator and slave was learning quickly. She looked so hot with my big prick in her mouth and tears of pain running down her little girl face I knew I wouldn’t last long. Her mouth was so wet and hot! “I will cum in your mouth and you will swallow it.” I instructed her. “You will lick up any of master’s cum you spill.” I had barely instructed her when my cock began to erupt what felt like hot lava from deep inside me! That had to rate as one of the best blowjobs of my life because of her beauty and innocence.
She sucked and swallowed, but then began to retch. I reminded her, “If you throw up you will lick it up and the hemostats stay on until you’ve finished!” She managed to refrain from vomiting. I went to my knees in front of her, and asked her, “Do you want master to release your nipples?”
She said, “Yes, please, master!”
I told her, “Kiss master first.” I kissed her and slipped my tongue into her mouth and she didn’t resist. I released the hemostats and she cried as the blood rushed painfully back into her nipples. “Good girl, slave. If you continue to obey me there will be less need for pain in your lessons.”