“Sometimes you just gotta do it, you know?

“I know I shouldn’t have. It was dangerous. I coulda got caught. But sometimes you just gotta go with what you need. And I needed that little cunt.

“It wasn’t like I had planned it or anything. I was just finishing up a repair job at this old-lady’s house, fixing toilet in her smelly old tiny house.. Why do old people smell so bad? Do you know? Anyway, she had this little place, more like a shack than a house. Anyway, I was puttin’ stuff away -- the wrenches and the toolboxes when I saw this young girl walking up the street. There’s a school a mile away and she was walking home from school. I saw her and her perky little budding tits and her long red hair and those freckles. She was wearing one of those white short shirts that show off her stomach. God she was so hot with her pale freckled skin. She was also wearing these blue jean shorts were hikin’ up those thin legs. I remember my cock tingling as she came close to the van and how it was like it was talkin’ to me, begging me to grab her and stick it in her. I wouldn’t have until I smelled her.

“How did I smell her? It was a breezy day and there was this wind behind her. And then I smelled it. It smelled like, sweet, like flowers but there was somethin’ else there, a smell of sweat and musk and she just smelled like, I dunno, like damp and wet, kinda like a wet dog or something and it was just the fucking most intense smell I had ever smelled. I had to have her. I had to fuck her.

“I was putting in the last of the stuff in the van when she was walkin’ up to me. I took a look around and there was no one around except her, me, and and my dick was gettin’ harder and harder so when she was right next to the van I turned around, pretendin’ like I didn’t see her until I swung around at the last second, grabbed her by the shoulders and tossed her into the van. She made a grunting sound as she landed in all of the stuff in the van and her eyes went a little blank as she tried to figure out what happened to her. It was then that I slammed the slid the door of the van shut, grabbed some duct tape right above her little head, tore it off a bit and stuck it right over her mouth.

“Damn she was a fighter! She was a small thing but she was fighting me. She tried to scream, but the tape did it’s job of keeping her quiet. I punched her right in that bare midriff of hers a couple of times to keep her down. I remember that her nose whistled as I knocked the air out of her. Then she quit trying to get up. It was easy after that to tie her up to the shelves that were welded to the back of the van. Some of those nylon twist ties went on her arms and wrists and around her legs, and then a few more to tie to the rack, and that was that. She was mine. I remember the scared look in her eyes that made me laugh.. I climbed up to the front and started the van and pulled away from the job.

“I was smiling a huge shit eating grin as I looked at my skinny, ginger prize in the back seat. Our eyes met and I just grinned back as I turned onto the onramp for the highway. I didn’t know where I was going to take her, but I wanted it to be someplace where we could make some noise. It took me a while for my heart to calm down and notice which way I was going on the freeway. Thankfully I had taken the right onramp and was headed out of town. After about half an hour we started getting into the woods and I started looking for a place to pull off. I was trying to do it casual. The van out in the middle of no where would cause second looks no? I needed to make it seem like it wasn’t out of place. I was about to turn around and head back towards town when I remembered Rudy’s place.

“Oh, I never tell you about Rudy? He has this place outside the city. It’s supposed to be an auto-wrecker and junkyard. Well, actually it is that, but Rudy’s got a beautiful chop shop in the back, the nicest in the city. He also does a few other side business here and there, buying and selling all kinds of stolen shit. There’s a fancy name for guys like that, but I can’t remember what it was. Anyway, I was coming up to the turn to Rudy’s place and I could borrow it. Rudy and I go way back and he was gone for a month anyhow vacationing in Florida with his old lady.

“Anyway, Rudy’s was just up the way so I decided to park in front of his place like he was open. Yeah it was on the road and people would be driving by, but the van wouldn’t look out of place you know? So I got off the freeway. I could hear my little redhead whimperin’ in the back as she knew we were pullin’ off. She knew we were going somewhere and I had a plan. Rudy’s was on the main road to the highway, but it was in the middle of nowhere. There might be a car or two drivin’ by, maybe even a sheriff car but then again, Rudy did them favors all the time, so they wouldn’t be stoppin’. Still, you gotta take some risks you know? Sometimes ya just gotta say, what the fuck, let it roll.

“Rudy’s was about 10 minutes from the freeway. It had been a while since I had been there. The wooden shack was there, hubcaps nailed up everywhere, along with the giant hand-painted sign his wife had made for him. He had done some nice things to the place -- new barbed wire on the fences and he had expanded a bit, there was a new gravel driveway off to the side that led to the back. ‘Delivery’ the hand painted sign said, with an arrow that pointed towards the back. I had to chuckle out loud at that. The only ‘deliveries’ that Rudy took were stolen cars headed for the chop shop in the back.

“I swung the van around the cabin and went down the little gravel driveway until I was in the back, still barely visible to the outside road. I parked in front of Rudy’s chop shop garage and turned off the van. This would be the place. I opened up door and tumbled out of the van into the bright light. Man, it was a pretty day. There were white clouds that seemed so pure and with the sun and a little breeze. I walked around towards the back of the van. I could hear the little cuntlet on the other side, trying to scream through her gag. A car went roaring down the the country road on the way to the freeway. Yeah, no one is going to hear anything that happened in the van. I smiled at the thought. I playfully started hitting the sides of the van as I walked around the outside, thumping it before I got to the sliding door on the other side. I opened up the door, letting the light come into the van. ‘Hey there sweetie! We’re here!’

“I saw little red’s face flip around towards the open door and the light. Her eyes were squitin’ at me and trembling, those beautiful eyes of hers. I heard her try and yell through the gag again. “Ain’t no one here to hear you sweetie, so you might as well give up,” I said. Her eyes were still staring at me afraid, but she was a fighter. Her eyes said Fuck you asshole.

“You don’t believe me? You don’t think you’re just another little cunt?” I said to her softly. “Here, I’m going to prove it to you!” I reached over and grabbed a corner of the tape that was over her mouth and ripped it off.

“OHGAWDSOMEONEHELPMEHELPMEEEEEEEE!” she screamed. “HELP ME HELP ME HELP ME I’M TRAPPED!” she yelled again. I went ahead and took a seat on the van floor. She screamed at me a few times, making my ears ring but I just sat down a few feet away while she went and did her thing. She musta went on for at least 10 minutes before she stopped.

“There, see? No one can hear you and no one is going to save your little ass,” I said. “Here, let me take a look at ya…” as I scooted closer. “DON’T TOUCH ME DON’T HURT ME!” she cried out. She tried to move away from me into the corner of the van, but it’s not like she could go anywhere.

“Don’t you be like that sweetheart. You fight me, and I will hurt you. You hit me or bite me, I swear to FUCKING GOD I’m going to give it to you a thousand times worse. You got it?” She looked at me and I could tell she was thinkin’ about it. “I said, you got it you stupid little cunt?!!” I yelled. She flinched --  she’s got it. She didn’t say anything, she just nodded small and meek. “That’s nice,” I said. “Now let me take a look at ya…”

“Man she was a hot little thing. As I got close to her I could smell her and she smelled like, like youth and fucking and it got my cock hard. She had these little pert breasts that were on her, like little mounds. You could see her puffy nipples man, right through her white shirt. She shoulda had a training bra but man, I was enjoying the view. “How old are ya?” She was thinking’ about it. I bet she didn’t know what to tell me. “The truth,” I said to her. “And nothin’ but.”

“E…Eleven.” she said finally. And I believed her because she couldn’t be 12, not with dem small titties she couldn’t be 10, or she wouldn’t of had them little buds at all. Any older and they’d be at least a handful. “Eleven. Goddamn. You’re sure pretty for eleven.” I told her that and it was fucking true man. “You got any brothers?” I watched as the little redhead trembled and nodded, still staring at me with those big doe eyes. “Older?” She nodded again.

“Then you’ve seen a dick.” She gasped at the word. “What? Dick? Really? What about cock? You’ve seen one right? Hard and stiff?” She looked away from me, embarrassed. I had to fix that so I flashed out my hand and grabbed her by her lower jaw, digging my fingers into her cheeks. “HAVE YOU??” She gave a squeak and nodded. “I thought so. When did you see your brother’s cock? Answer me sweet thing.”

“Bath…bathroom,” she said through pursed lips. “Was he touching himself?” She nodded. “Did he see you?” A shake of her head from that beautiful red hair. “You know why he was touching himself?” “Nuh, uh.” I let her face go. “He was touching himself because it felt good. He was probably thinking about you and wanting to put his dick in your pussy.”

“Wh…what?” she asked. She looked at me scared, yankin’ on those twist ties that still bound her wrists and feet to the metal tool rack. “I said, he was probably thinking of fucking you. Fuck, don’t you know what girls and women are for? They’re for fucking. Didn’t your daddy show you? Do you have a Dad? Is he alive?” Another squeak and nod. “Well fuck, he may as well be dead if he hasn’t been fuckin’ you. When did you get these little things?” I asked, taking a hand out and squeezing her buddin’ breasts. They were so soft and firm. She gasped at me and squealed. “What? I’m just touchin’ your titties. I bet your brother wanted to do this too.”

“At this point I remember that my cock was rock hard. I almost came, right there in my pants just by touchin’ her little buds. It felt good. But good wasn’t enough. I tell you, being in that van with her, I felt compelled man. A lust was taken over me. I remember having scissors in my hands from the toolbox and I remember how cold they felt. “Stay still,” I told the little bitch as I grabbed the bottom of her little halter top and cut it up the middle, right between those buds. I pushed her top outa the way so I could seem them. Oh man. They looked as good as they felt. That’s when I leaned over and took one in my mouth and started rolling her tiny little nipple in my tongue. She squealed and fought somethin’ good but the ties stayed there. She tasted salty and she screamed and I didn’t care. I felt like I was 15 again. I sucked her other one too, just so one didn’t get jealous. Then I pulled back. Her pretty little eyes had tears coming from them and streaked down her little freckled ginger face.

“I swear the taste of her changed me. I had to have her. I had to fuck her. “Ok sweetie, time for you to have some cock.” I took the scissors and cut her leg ties. I then grabbed some more ties from the little can on the shelf in the van and then carefully added some more to her wrist and cutting others free so that she could turn over onto her knees.  She was sobbing pretty loudly but fuck, I didn’t care as I turned her over and grabbed her hips, making her ass stick up like a dog bitch in heat. I groaned as I saw her little pert ass sticking up like that. That’s when I took the scissors and started cutting off those shorts of hers. Snip snip snip. I remember dropping the scissors on the floor and starting to tear at her shorts, like I was opening up a present. I had lost it man. I wanted it so badly I didn’t care about anything except getting inside that snatch.

“You. Are. Just. A. Little. Cunt.” I whispered into her ear. I remember dropping my pants and feelin it pop free and felt relief. Her tiny white ass was begging to be speared man. I grabbed her ass cheeks apart with both hands to find that little pink hole of hers. She was crying out now, callin’ out for her momma to save her. “Momma ain’t here to save you,” I whispered into her ear. I tried puttin’ my cock in her but she was dry and all closed up. I remember gettin’ mad. I was so close and she wasn’t helpin’ me out. That’s when I remembered the little jar of vaseline I kept in the van for greasing wires and fittings. I opened the jar and got a giant three-fingered scoop out and smeared it all around my dick. Yeah, I was using too much but I was too horny to care. and damn if it wasn’t going to stick my dick in her. I used the rest to smear it on her little bald cunt, making it all shiny like morning rain. She seemed like she was good to go now, so I grabbed her ass with two hands and I let it rip.

“With the lube I plunged into love hole as deep as I could until her insides made me stop. Oh fuck she was so fucking tight! I was buried all the way in. The girl was screaming her head off, like she’d been fuckin’ stabbed with a knife.  She felt so fuckin’ good. I told her to calm down as I rammed my cock in and out of her, over and over. She was so tight and she was squeezin’ me down there! I know right? Her little redheaded cunt was fuckin’ me. It all felt so right man. I can’t describe it to you but I knew that what I was doin’ was what I was supposed to be doin’. Men fuck girls. It’s what we do.

“Anyway, and I’m not proud of this, but I didn’t last very long. Would you? Fuckin’ a sweet smelling 11 year old hot readed thing on the end of your dick? I could feel it buildin’ man. I hadn’t fucked a girl in nearly a year and I needed it bad. My balls ached I could feel it buildin’ up ‘till I couldn’t fuckin’ take it anymore and I exploded in the girl.

“I saw nothing but red and stars felt every muscle in my body tingle and...and sing man. Vibrating as I buried myself in her and gave her my cum and jism over and over. It felt so right man, it’s like I was born and live and breathe to do just this one thing and it felt like, destiny. I was screaming and yelling my head off and she was too. It felt like I came for a full minute before I suddenly lost all energy and collapsed on her, breathing hot and heavy in her ear. “You’re a good cunt to fuck you little cunt love your cunt so unghhh...” I groaned. Yeah, it didn’t make any fucking sense but man, I had just shot the load of a lifetime. I probably would have knocked her up if she were older. I pulled out of her with a quiet slurp and this big wad of cum dropped out of her. It splatted on the floor of the van and I got a good look at her hole. It was bright red and swollen and shiny everywhere from the vaseline and her own fluids. “Looks like I turned ya on too.”

“She was still groaning as she collapsed against the side of the van, crying. I stood there with my dick that covered in her fluids, trying to think of what was supposed to happen next. I never had a plan. I had to have her. And now I kidnapped and fucked a girl. Shit. I tried to think of options man. I could keep her for a while maybe, take her back to my pad and fuck her some more. But then I’d have to sneak her in and sneak her out. I couldn’t let her go. Fuck no. There were probably Amber Alerts going on right now for the little red-headed thing. I stood there and watched her breathing, her smooth skin and her raped cunt and it was down to her or me. And I picked me. I didn’t want to do it, but I had to kill her to keep her quiet. Naw man, I didn’t want to kill her. I wanted to keep her around and fuck her again, but it was too dangerous.

“I knelt down next to her and tried to comfort her. “Shhh sweetie honey pie, it’ll be over soon.” I reached up over her head and undid one off her wrists before securing it again with another one of those nylon tie things so I could flip her around and see her face. Her face was all sweaty and she looked exhausted from the screaming. My eyes looked over her body... damn she was so young and so tight looking. My eyes looked down and I could see her little pink swollen slit, shining and I saw a little bit of my cum drip out of her. She was full of my spunk and DNA. If she was ever found alive, they’d swab her and check the records and see that this wasn’t my first rodeo. And then I’d be done.

“My hands went up to her face, clearing her red hair from her sweaty freckled cheeks. Her face said it all. She was hurt. She was tired. She was gasping still, trying to recover from my cock in her cunt. I wonder what she was thinking when I looked at her softly and moved my hands to her neck. She never said a thing, she just stared at me as my big hands grabbed each side of her throat. I placed my thumbs right over the center of her throat, the right one higher than the left, overlapping.

“Then I squeezed.

“That got her movin’! She started kicking those little legs of hers, trying to back away from me. I could hear her wrists yankin’ on the rack above her, the metal was creaking and jingling. Fuck she was a fighter! I could feel her pulse quickening under my palms as I pushed my thumbs hard into the center of her throat. She was making wheezing sounds as she sucked air into her chest. I knew I wasn’t pushing hard enough on my thumbs, so I pressed a little harder. I felt something crack in her neck and then the wheezing stopped. She jerked hard when that thing popped in her neck, she nearly stood up from the force of her legs kickin’. After that it was quiet, just the sounds of her feet squeakin’ on the floor and me breathing nice and slow while I kept my thumbs buried in her neck.

“You’re dyin’ little darlin’ just let it go,” I whispered to her. Her eyes got real big and she fought even harder even as her skin started to turn blue. Her chest was heavin’ , wanting to exhale that bad air in her chest but I wasn’t letting her. I felt my cock get hard again. I was like a fucking God. She was dying because because I chose to kill her, takin’ away everything she had. I felt so powerful, so FUCKING ALIVE. Her eyes got all red and bloodshot and a bit of blood came out of her nose as held her throat. I looked down at her bald cunt. It was weird man, it was all pale and a little blue and shiny, like she was getting wet down there as she died. But I still held her neck.

“It was then that I had an idea. She was barely movin’ anyway, so I shifted my grip and held her throat with my left hand while I let go with my right so I could start jerking off. I moved up closer to her so that I could jerk off inches from her face. “You are going to die with my jizz covering your pretty little freckled face,” I told her. I started beatin’ man, fast and hard. It felt so good. Her eyes looked empty, just staring at my cock in her face. She was starting to convulse a bit, jerkin’ like a fish out of water. That’s when I couldn’t hold it anymore and I started spurtin’ all over her face.

“Fuck it felt so good! Each blast was like heaven. I watched it spurt out of my piss slit and splash onto her face. She was pretty much gone-- she didn’t blink when I put a shot of cum right in her left eye. My balls were aching but I was still paintin’ her face with my baby makin’ slime. It landed in her hair and on her pale blue lips. It was then when she began to piss all over the van floor, makin’ a little puddle under her butt. I guess her cunt was good and dead then.

“I let go of her throat and she made this little whistling sound as her last bit of air left her little dead body. I then laid back on the floor of the van. I was spent. Absolutely spent. I laid back and rested, taking a little nap. When I woke up the sun had moved a bit more. I then got up and started to cut at the restraints on her wrists. She was only lukewarm now and she was getting stiff and difficult to move around. Luckily though she wasn’t completely stiff as I took her down. There was a large roll of plastic sheeting in the van which I began to unspool, wrapping her around in it until she had a couple of layers. I then picked her up. She was heavy. What they say about ‘dead-weight’ is absolutely fucking true. I walked out of the van and into Rudy’s auto-wrecking place. I knew just the thing.

“It was in the middle of the junk yard. It was there still. Every decent auto-wrecker had one of them car crusher things and thankfully Rudy had one all queued up and ready to go before he had left on vacation. I took the little girl and stuffed her into the drivers seat of the old rusting wreck through a busted-up window. Then I walked over to the crusher and fired it up. Man it made a racket, but the car was slowly dropped into the machine. I watched in fascination as the walls came in from the sides and the stop, slowly squeezing the car into a compressed metal cube. When it was done the walls pulled back, revealing a crumpled block of steel. There was a bit of liquid coming out the side, dark and black, but it was hard to tell if it was motor oil or blood.

“And that’s where I left her. I headed back to the van, closed the door and drove off. The next morning I hosed out the inside and that was that. I did see Rudy when he came back from vacation and told him that the cube I left in his crusher needed to be gottin’ rid off. When he asked why I told him that some things just needed to be gottin’ rid off. He stopped and said ‘Oh’. He knew whatever it was, he didn’t want to know. He called me a day later to tell me that he had it hauled off to the steel recyclers to melt down.

“I owed Rudy after that. We never spoke about anythin’. He just kept asking me for favors, trustin’ that I would let him know when the debt was paid. It took me five years of side jobs before I felt that we were even again and Rudy knew it had to have been big. I probably could have stopped after the first year, but it was that important to me. I never will forget her.

There was a long pause.

“Anyway, that’s the story. Take it from me. It’s worth doin’ once.”

“Thanks Dad.”