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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28 Rape, torture
, snuff M/F f \par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     It was
 just dumb luck that I happened  to look down at that moment. I was flying over 
some really pretty small mountains that seemed to be mostly uninhabited. I had passed
  over a small road a couple of miles back but other than  that there were very 
few signs of human life. Old logging sites and skid roads gone to brush and a few
 old mine sites but not much more.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Then 
I looked down and there it was. A real log cabin, house really, two story with a
 full porch down one side. A small waterfall was off to one side with the creek 
turning to pass in front of the house. Set in the upper end of a small rather wide
 valley it was a lovely spot. What caught my eye though was a flash of bare skin
 in the splash pool below the falls. Realizing that it was girl flesh I saw I quickly
 punched the landmark button on my onboard GPS system and started climbing. After
 gaining enough altitude to make me hard to see or hear I headed back to the location
 where I saw the skin. Be the time I got there I had the camera unit deployed and
 aimed. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     There
 she was. Her naked body filled the screen. She was maybe twelve or thirteen. Blonde
, tall, willowy, and cock hardening. Small tits and a small tight ass. Pretty as
 hell to boot. Just skinny dipping in her side yard without a care in the world. 
I circled her for perhaps ten minutes. Then I started looking a the rest of the 
setup. House, one four wheel drive pickup, an ATV, and a small four wheel drive 
John Deere tractor with a loader. The truck had not moved in a while judging from
 the grass growing around the wheels. A spare perhaps? No sign of any other people
 except a well used parking spot by the porch. Wage earner  gone for the day maybe
? Clothes hanging to dry in the sun out back. What\u8217\'92s this? A whole line
 of clothes and nothing that says male at all. Jeans and tees and small work shirts
 but no jockeys, no boxers, no larger sized stuff at all. Most of it looked like
 it would fit the nymph fairly well. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I traced
 the trail back to the road. About seven miles with all the twists and turns. It
 crossed the creek at well used fords four times and there was a closed gate at 
the bottom. Widening my search I found another old but passable logging trail coming
 in from the other side of the ridge line to end about a mile from the house. A 
long mile of rough country. Still?\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Figuring
 I had spent enough time stooging around  I went on my way. A week and some money
 later I had answers. The report from my very own private investigator was quite
 complete. The house was owned by a Wendy Palmer, widowed three years ago, one child
, female. Mother was thirty six, daughter Cloud [ what kind of a name is Cloud anyway
? Better that Moon Unit I guess.] almost fourteen. Mom is a free lance writer that
 works at home most of the time but right now was traveling into town daily to work
 with some guy on a project. Went to town three or four days a week but never on
 either the weekend or on Monday. Kid home schooled. I had a target and I went to
 work.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     A couple
 of weeks later I was watching the house from the top of the ridgeline. It took 
some work to get there without being too obvious about but my  four wheeler got 
me close and then I had hiked in. I was ready to stay for a week or longer if that
\u8217\'92s what it took. One reason I\u8217\'92ve been able to get away with my
 sport for so long is I\u8217\'92m willing to invest time and money to avoid surprises
 and to make sure things go as planned. If necessary I would come back again but
 I doubted it would be necessary here. It was now Thursday and I\u8217\'92d been
 watching since Sunday afternoon. I thought I had everything planned out. All I 
was waiting for was to see if mom went to work in the morning. That would be perfect
. I hate having to handle two at once. I had looked very carefully and unless they
 had a satellite phone stashed somewhere there was no way to contact the outside
 world at all. Hell, they didn\u8217\'92t even have a  sat TV dish. There was electricity
 thanks to a small hydro plant installed at the falls. There was even a nice ladder
 up the cliff so they could work on the water intake there. I thought about using
 it to get down but discarded the idea. Too easy and the second place some nosey
 cop would look right after the road  in. Besides  it was in plain view of the house
. No, I would rappel down the highest and most forbidding part of the cliff. Cops
 always think everybody uses the easy way. The place I picked was also out of sight
 of the house and had good cover most of the way there as a bonus. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Friday
 mom went to town and I went to work. From watching I had learned that the kid always
 did her chores right after mom left and then she had the rest of the day for whatever
 she wanted. As I had hoped I was as close to the house as I could safely get when
 I heard the back door slam and then the sound of an axe hitting wood. The little
 dear was cutting the stove wood for the day. I moved in.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Reassured
 by the study sound of wood splitting I got inside the house and went to the kitchen
 and waited for her co come in carrying the wood. The axe stopped and the sounds
 of wood being moved tipped my off. Within a minute she came in loaded with an armload
 of wood. She never had a chance which is the way I like it. As she entered I came
 out from behind the door and placed the shock gun to the base of her neck and let
 her have it. She collapsed bonelessly  with only a small scream that was cut off
 when she hit the floor. Stunned and in agony from the shock she was only vaguely
 aware of anything else as I threw the cuffs on her wrist and ankles and placed 
a bag over her head. In less than a minute I had her well under control and she 
was mine to do with as I pleased.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Having
 gotten her under control I did a little preparation for when mom got home. A quick
 trip down the trail and I had a motion sensor installed as a doorbell. Now if anybody
 showed up I would have at least a minute or two to prepare a welcome. I recovered
 my backpack with it\u8217\'92s goodies and returned to the house. When I got back
 the kid had managed to worm herself partway down the hall but the short cord linking
 her wrists and ankles limited what she could do a lot. I scooped her up and carried
 her upstairs to her bedroom. It was only a minutes work to install a few screw 
eyes on the bed and in the exposed beams on the ceiling. Once the eyes were installed
 I removed her leg cuffs and quickly tied each leg to an eye in the ceiling. After
 pulling the cords tight she was left with her legs pulled up and open which I expected
 would do great things to my access to certain parts of her body once her tee and
 pants were out of the way. Two more cords secured her wrists to the headboard of
 the bed and I took a break, its always nervous work transferring bonds. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28    Her room
 was about what you might expect from a thirteen year old girl. Lots of frills, 
pictures of horses and cats and all the usual junk. It was really a nice room and
 it was too bad it was about to become a chamber of horrors. Her nice safe bed was
 to become a central part of her rape and whatever might follow. I returned to the
 task at land, namely removing her clothes. She sobbed and begged when she realized
 what was happening but it did her no good. With snip after snip the scissors cut
 the sides of her shirt from the waist to her armpits and then across the top to
 her neckline. Leaving the rag in place to cover  her braless tit\u8217\'92s a gave
 her pants the same treatment but spared her undies for the moment. I wanted to 
see her face when her rags came off so the bag was removed first. Her eyes were 
red from crying and fear. Then she figured out that if I were going to let her live
 I would not have wanted her to see my face and she really lost it. Hysterics all
 over the place. I let her carry on for a while and then gave her a couple of good
 slaps across the face, nothing too bad but enough to quiet her down. She finally
 just laid there looking at me with those big blue eyes, pleading with them for 
me not to hurt her. OK kid, right.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I started
 out simply. The tee shirt went away with a simple pull on first the top half and
 a harder one on the half under her body. The eyes got huge and the lower lip quivered
. She had a nice little pair with the emphases on little. Only about four or five
 inches across and maybe a couple high when she was on her back. Very small light
 nipples sat just off centered high and to the outside decorated them very nicely
.  They were a good start and given time might have grown into a nice set. Oh well
, sucks to be her. The pants followed a few minutes later. Now she was back to begging
 and crying. Her legs were as nice and long as I remembered from the pictures I 
took from the plane. At a second look I realized that she was not that tall. I had
 somehow decided that she was at least five four or maybe even taller but I had 
been fooled by her slenderness. Her legs were long for her height but she was only
 a tad over five feet. There was a nice small waist above hips that were just starting
 to flare.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     The panties
 were last and I took my time but then she was naked before my eyes. Her slit was
 small and still not much more than a cut in her small mound. There was a just a
 few very fine blonde hairs at the top of her opening. She looked so tasty that 
I ignored the noise she was making and dropped my face to it and started eating 
her without even touching it first. It was small, tight, and very tasty. For some
 reason she did not seem to enjoy it. Her loss. I ate her for a long time and when
 I came up for air she was still sobbing. There\u8217\'92s just no pleasing some
 people. I spent some time exploring her body with both my hands and my lips. Boldly
 going where no man had even gone before. I had a nice trip. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     By now
 she was sure I was going to rape her next and I thought about it. In the end I 
decided to give her some pain first. Not too much but enough to show her what pain
 really was and to convince her that I could and would hurt her just for fun. There
 was lots of time for the rape later. Besides I\u8217\'92m not as young as I used
 to be and I had a big weekend planned and wanted to pace myself for the long haul
. The very first slash of the wire coat hanger down the length of her little slit
 got her attention big time. The second took her breath away and silenced her screams
. The third reduced her to whimpers.  By the fourth one after I changed targets 
to her tits she had found her voice and was screaming wordlessly. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I still
 had several hours before mom returned but I wanted to have everything ready so 
I left her there awash in her pain and completed my preparations. It took me about
 an hour to set everything up for when mom got home. There comfortable living room
 had been turned into a place where all their dreams and hopes would die. From the
 balcony ropes were hanging, there was a good fire in the wood stove so there would
 be nice hot coals later, and I had ransacked the house and shed for handy tools
 and other useful implements. Its rather amazing how much stuff most houses have
 than can be used against the owners by an evil person.   \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Little
 Cloudy was still there when I returned but she had stopped crying and was watching
 me with fear in her eyes. That was good. She had learned that there was evil in
 the world. Evil that now stood looking down at her young nude body. The slashes
 from the wire marked her rather well and made her look even sexier. Just to insure
 she got the point I placed a piece of plastic wrap over her face and watched as
 she started a panicked effort to breathe. I let it stay until she passed out before
 I removed it and allowed her to breathe once more. Now she was sure about evil 
and she had received a small preview of what dying was like if I was feeling charitable
. I decided I had waited long enough to sample this tasty little dish.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28    Her rape
 was all that I could have hoped. I went down on her once more to ensure that she
 was wet and ready to receive me. Others may like dry fucks when they rape but I
 want to slide right in. Dry fucking makes my dick sore anyway. I spent some time
 teasing her by just sticking it in a little way and then pulling it back. After
 a few minutes of this I was fairly sure that she now thought that she was being
 really fucked and that it wasn\u8217\'92t all that bad. I disabused her of that
 notion with one savage thrust that shattered both her idea and her cherry. My God
 did she scream when that little bit of tissue tore.  I was big enough that every
 time I went deep I bumped her ovary with the head of my dick. I\u8217\'92ve been
 told it feels like getting hit in the nuts but I don\u8217\'92t really know that
 for a fact. Anyway she didn\u8217\'92t seem to enjoy it at all. However I thought
 it was just fine so what she thought didn\u8217\'92t really matter. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     When 
I came deep inside her tight hole she just went limp. She had been raped and the
 idea sort of overpowered her. I let her lay and searched the house for anything
 worth stealing. I really didn\u8217\'92t need the money but I figure why waste 
things. I found some money and a few other things. I also found what I would need
 when I left. Then it was almost time for mom to get home and I had to set up the
 show.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     The show
 worked perfectly. When Wendy walked in the front door she was greeted by the sight
 of her only child hanging naked with a broom stuck up her cunt until the big end
 was almost touching her slit. Looked like she had been impaled to death but in 
truth all I had done was to cut the broomstick until there was only a few inches
 in the girl. Still it froze mom in her tracks and gave me all the time in the world
 to stun her just as I had done to the kid. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Let me
 tell you about the mom. Once I got her stripped and secured I spent some time looking
 her over. She was a larger version of the kid. Blond, blue eyes, small firm tits
, narrow waist, small hips, nice long legs. Had a cute pussy too. For the next two
 days I raped both of them several times. They really hated the ass fucking part
 of it but too bad. Mo was almost as tight as the kid in spite of several years 
of marriage and a kid. Both got well whipped and had the shock stick stuck in every
 hole that had. Hot iron erased nipples and clits. Oh man, I just loved burning 
away the kid\u8217\'92s clit while mom got to watch. There\u8217\'92s something 
special about doing a kid while mom watches helplessly. Finally it was Sunday night
 and time to end it. I looked at my handiwork\u8217\'92\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Both 
had been raped and butt fucked several times. My prick and other things had been
 inside them lots of times. You really should try fist fucking a fourteen year old
 sometime, it\u8217\'92s a blast. Neither had any nipples left, their clits were
 burned away, the pussy lips had been cut off, big nails had been stuck through 
their tits, forearms and hands broken in several places, ears cut off, as well as
 other minor damages such as molten lead poured into their piss holes.   In short
 they were a mess. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Now at
 the end mom was tied in a chair and was watching as her baby was hanged slowly 
from the balcony in the living room. No drop at all. Just a knotted rope around 
her neck with the knot under her chin and lifted off the chair to be left to hang
. Took her a good ten minutes before she stopped wiggling. Made me hard as rock 
so I cut her down and fucked her corpse before I took care of mom. Mom went easy
 a plastic bag over her head and a bit of tape around her neck solved all her problems
. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I spent
 a while cleaning up and washing the carcasses with bleach just in case some smart
 guy decided to look for DNA. Flushed them out inside too. Grabbed everything of
 mine and then rehung both bodies. That was to insure that they burned nicely. The
 last thing I saw as I went over the ridgeline was the house going up in flames. 
I doubted anyone else would see either the flames or the smoke. I kept an eye on
 the news from the area for a couple of days and sure enough on Thursday there was
 a story about how a mother and daughter had been killed by a fire in their backwoods
 home. They had been found days later when concerned friends went looking for them
 after Wendy missed her appointments. No mention of even a suspicion of foul play
. Just two dead in a tragic accident. All because I happened to glance down at just
 that instant in time and space.   \par}

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