Chapter 7
Susie's grandfather had become aware of her absence at lunchtime. He searched the neighborhood and the beach with the help of Mr. Bones and his family. They couldn't find any trace of her. Finally, he alerted the police.
The policeman who had rescued Susie from the clutches of the pervert heard the bulletin for the missing child. He informed his captain that it was the same little girl as the last time, saying that she was quite capable of running away for fun, probably with some guy. They had a good laugh together over the promiscuity of today's adolescents. The captain radioed a description of the child and her personality to various precincts and cars in the area.
"Susie. Age fourteen. Hair, blonde. Height, four feet ten inches. Distinguishing marks, birthmark over the right nipple." The patrol cars were amused by this last detail. It wasn't long before most of them were out looking for her. Her infamous reputation spread quickly through the ranks of the force. Grandfather also called Brent in New York. He didn't like to have the burden of worrying weighing solely on his own aged shoulders. He yelled at Brent for bringing up the child in such a manner that she had turned from sweet innocence to wild adolescence without a moment's notice. Brent ignored his ravings and set out for Lond Island to conduct the search for his beloved daughter himself.
He could not keep from thinking that she had been kidnapped and raped. He conjured up the goriest details with which to decorate the naked truth. He decided to himself that they would find her small, nude body battered and bloody. That is how they had found his wife one morning in Central Park. He thought that this time he would go mad if they found her dead.
He blamed himself for leading her to sensuality. He was certain that her downfall was the outcome of his own sexual longings which her childish psyche had been sensitive to all along. Perhaps if he had been more of a father to her, and less of a lover, this would never have happened, if he got her back again, safe and sound, he would make it up to her.
He thought about her beautiful blonde hair and innocent blue eyes. But foremost in his mind was the image of her naked body. He could see the scratches torn into her round white buttocks by cruel briars. The gashes had been ripped into her soft flesh with thorns. Her limp arms would be twisted into an inhuman position about her thin body. A ring of hickies would cover her neck and trace a path to her tender child's nipples. He couldn't get the picture from before his eyes once he had thought it up. It haunted him.
Meanwhile, Susie was walking down the country road once again. She had put on her shirts and her polo shirt, which were torn and dirty now. Her hair was disheveled and knotted but she looked none the worse for wear and tear. Her sandals shuffled down the long empty road and she would stop sometimes to remove a pebble from under her heel. Her features were serenely composed as she thought of what she would do the next time she met somebody.
Susie was actually almost enjoying being on her own. She had breakfasted on an apple in an orchard, and thought that it would be easy to subsist in the wild until someone found her. After her experiences with the last few specimens of humanity, she had run across, she wasn't sure that she wouldn't be better off walking all the way back home. She decided that the next time somebody accosted her with bad intent, she would fight them tooth and nail. She was tired of being taken advantage of just because she was small and weak and a child. Next time she would protect her own integrity as best she could.
Once in awhile, a car would come down the road and she would dash into the bushes. She wanted to see if the driver were male or female. She decided that she wouldn't take her chances with a man again. She would wait until a woman drove past before she would expose herself to a stranger's mercy.
The sun beat down on her white skin, baking it and drying it. But somehow she knew that she would have enough strength to make it through the ordeal that was before her. She felt hearty and self-sufficient, despite her loneliness. She was proud of the way in which she was learning to handle a completely alien situation. She had never been left alone for so long in her whole life.
In the distance, through the dust of the road, she could see a car approaching slowly. She had plenty of time to dodge it in the bushes, until she could distinguish the people inside. She had a vague hope that it would be someone she knew. She kept wondering how many more times she would have to submit her body to a stranger's lust before she would reach the arms of her dear father once again.
Her heart leaped passionately inside her white breast, when she recognized the green and white design that distinguished a police car. She jumped out in front of it and flagged it to a stop, waving her thin arms frantically about her head. The car drew up beside her and the driver poked his head out the window.
"Your name wouldn't be Susie, would it?" he asked, pushing his peaked cap back from his forehead.
"Yes, I'm Susie, and you've found me at last. Now, you'll take me to my daddy, won't you?"
"Sure kid. Soon enough."
The car pulled off to the side of the road and the two cops got out to inspect her. It was obvious that she was the child that they had been searching for, but they took the responsibility of making certain upon themselves.
"Greg, lift the kid's shirt and see if we can find that birthmark they told us to look for," the black cop instructed his companion.
The redheaded cop pulled her back against him and lifted her shirt up over her face so they could inspect her chest. "Yep, there's that beauty mark all right," he said, fondling her white tit. "She's cute, ain't she?"
Bill bent over her and observed her clinically. "Not bad for a fourteen-year-old. Look at those nipples bug out. Don't they look surprised?" He chuckled and lowered her shirt once again. "I bet you're happy to see us."
Susie smiled up at him sweetly.
"How's about giving me a little kiss to show me how much you appreciate us finding you." Bill's black face showed a white grin.
Susie suddenly realized how far she still was from going home. Her body ached as she watched the gleam in their eyes as they looked her up and down. She broke loose from Greg's hand which was resting on rather than holding her shoulder, and began to dash desperately down the road.
Greg was quick to act. He couldn't see chasing her in the hot sun. He whipped out his billy club and threw it after her. It sailed through the air and landed accurately between her knees. She tripped over it, and landed sprawling on the ground. She began to cry and beat her little fist against the ground in frustration. At first, Greg laughed. Then he ambled down the road in her direction.
He picked her up by her arm and stood her on her feet again. He began to brush the dirt and dust from her clothing, taking great pleasure in whacking her little, round ass.
"Now, sweetheart, don't try to run away again. Where do you think you're gonna go anyway?" Greg had a large lascivious smile on his ugly, pock-marked face. "You like policemen, remember? Remember that cop who picked you up on the beach? You treated him real nice when he found you. That's all we want. Just treat us as nice as you did him, and we'll take you home, I promise."
Susie hardly heard him. She was sobbing loudly. Greg finally decided that there was no point in trying to reason with her. He just picked her up in his strong arms and carried her back to the car. Her head hung heavily on his shoulder, and she found herself clutching his thick red neck. The world was spinning before her eyes, and she had to have something to hold onto.
"What are we gonna do with her now?" Greg asked his partner over his little bundle.
"I don't know about you, but I'm gonna take her to task myself," He scratched his crotch meaningfully. "Give her over here, and I'll stop her yammering."
Greg handed his light bundle over. Bill shook her by the shoulders. She dangled from his large black hands and looked through tear-filled eyes at his menacing face. She stopped bawling almost instantly. Then he placed her on the ground in front of him.
"I'll give you something to cry about. You been a bad girl and you deserve to be punished right and proper. I think I'm just the man to do it." He opened the back door, and sat down sideways on the seat with his feet on the road. He pulled her after him and settled her across his knees on her stomach. Then he pulled down her shorts so that her round ass stuck up alluringly. He began to smack his hard black hand across it.
He didn't hit her too hard, and she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of crying now anyway. He let his hand fall loudly over her creamy buttocks watching them quiver and shake before his lascivious eyes. He could see the red outline of his fingers imprinted deliciously on the flesh. Finally he found himself squeezing and caressing her tender ass. He stroked it with his broad brown palm and admired its smoothness.
"Ain't no wonder this child gets herself in so much trouble," he mused aloud. Then he stood up and thrust her onto the back seat, her body sprawled at full-length across it. He pulled her pants off her ankles and inhaled deeply. "Smells like shit and sperm. I got the evidence right here. She ain't no virgin, so there ain't no harm in our having a little fun is there?" He eyed his partner awaiting a reply.
"I think you're right. Bill. Now how we gonna do this?"
Bill took a coin from his pocket and flipped it in the air. He caught it in his palm and opened his hand for them both to see.
"I got tails, you get heads," he guffawed loudly. "Time for us to do our duty."
The both got back into the car. Greg drove down the road until he came to a road through a pasture. He pulled into it and parked under a solitary tree. Tnen they got out and opened the rear doors on both sides. Susie was still sprawled out across the seat, wearily awaiting her fate.
Bill turned her over and admired her little pussy. He noted the few wisps of blonde hair that were beginning to grow on the mound of Venus. He rubbed his black fingers across them tenderly. Then he began to eat her out.
He thrust her legs apart and observed the plush, pink lips and the delicate crack that covered her tiny hole. He tickled them with his nail until her ass began to bob sensuously up and down. Then he parted the lips and thrust his wooly head between her thighs. He licked her up and down with his long wet tongue and then slipped his hands under her ass and lifted her to his mouth.
He began to suck on her passionately, until the saliva ran down the sides of his mouth. He drilled his thick tongue inside her honey hole and reamed it out. It wasn't particularly fresh-tasting, but he didn't mind a little funk now and then. He twirled the little clitty around until it quivered with excitement. Then he took it between his teeth and began to suck on it and stretch it out.
Susie felt him working over her pussy. His big wet mouth made her forget her troubles. She even forgot to struggle and kick as she had planned to do the next time someone assaulted her. She felt the tongue like a flame inside her, kindling her passion. She rotated her ass around in his hands to make sure that he wouldn't miss any of the sensitive corners.
Greg has been standing in the doorway, watching Bill eat her out. It always turned him to watch his partner. He really got very turned on on to observe someone else in action. He rubbed his balls thoughtfully, and then lowered his pants. He pulled on his thick dick until it stretched out to an effective length in front of him.
Susie could see it wagging above her. It looked hard and wide like a club. The veins bulged on the surface, purple against the red background of smooth flesh. She reached up her hand to it. She wanted to do something while she was being eaten.
She began to pull on his prick with long sensual strokes, rolling the skin from the shaft over the head of it. Greg bent over her and placed his hands on her breasts. He watched them pucker and spread out feelingly as he played with them. The aureole that surrounded the nipple darkened with pleasure. Her tits seemed to open up and blossom before his eyes like a rose. He bent his head over her body and began to suckle them. He licked them round and round with his smooth, wet tongue, and felt them shrivel inside his mouth. He began to suck them harder as he felt her massaging his balls in her soft white hands. She bobbled them up and down delicately as she pulled on his dong.
Bill was working his black fingers inside her pink hole now. He watched his hand being covered with her sensual slime. His black fingers glistened in the sunlight and he felt his best digit moving agitatedly inside his pants. He unzipped his fly and hopped out of his trousers eagerly. He wondered if she would be able to take him inside her little hole. He knelt on the seat between her legs and lifted her onto his knees. Her legs dangled helplessly over his black muscular thighs. He admired her white flesh against his glossy blackness.
His member throbbed before him, big and black with a bulging reddish head. It looked like a torch on fire. He took it in his hand and probed it up and down in the moist crack between her lips. He found the loving hole and plowed into her. The head stuck in, but he couldn't push it up any further. He battered himself against her but to no avail.
He got out from beneath her again and lifted his billy club from the dust. He measured its thickness against his own. They were about the same size, but the club tapered at one end. It would be the perfect thing to stretch her out with. He thrust the shiny black wood between her legs. He twirled it around with frustration, a sweat breaking out on his brow. His face was a mask of concentration, his eyes riveted on her plush pink twat. He jabbed his weapon into the tiny hole and saw all the muscles in her body tense with pain. He twirled it around inside her until he felt the muscles give way before the hard wood. He pumped eight inches of it inside her. Then he removed it and examined its wet, black gleaming surface. He discarded it in the dust again.
Greg's dick was thick and hard by this time. He had had enough foreplay now and he climbed onto the seat with her, straddling her whole upper body. He squeezed her thin, white shoulders between his knees until she thought that he would crush every bone in her chest. His stout member waved over her like a victorious sword. He pushed down to a level with her mouth and poked it between her wet, waiting lips. She rimmed the head of it with her tongue and then took that much inside her mouth to suck. He lifted her neck in his hands and forced the rest of it down her throat.
He lifted and lowered her head to his need. He sunk eight inches of it inside her. It wasn't the length of it that disturbed her so much as the width. She could barely breathe with it stuffed inside her. She sucked on it tenderly, trying to satisfy him before he choked her with it. She could see the passion and dire intent glittering in his small green eyes. With his hands around her throat, he looked more like he wanted to strangle her than let her suck him off.
Susie looked up at him, her eyes wide with fear as she felt the billy club jammed up her tight little twat. Her mouth opened to gasp and Greg took advantage of her open mouth to ram his member down her throat. She began to gag on it which sent delightful spasms up and down the length of his thick prick. He socked it into her open wet mouth again and again, feeling his dick grasped by her throat.
Greg felt his dick grow larger with every lunge. Her throat gagged on the enlarged hard cock delightfully. He dug deeper inside her mouth until his hairy balls rested under her chin. She was totally inside her now. She had absorbed the entire length of him in her sweet sopping mouth.
He began to moan passionately as he twisted it inside her. She choked on his dick pitifully, but he only noticed it insofar as the movements in her throat increased his pleasure. Finally, he lifted himself above her and pressed down on her face with the weight of his whole body. She felt his thick dick leap inside her and explode, gushing sweet-salty semen down her gullet. She grasped him and struggled under his weight, but he held her firmly beneath him until she had drained him entirely. He watched the scum dribble out both nostrils and finally withdrew as her eyelids fluttered up and then closed in a faint.
Bill had climbed into position between her legs by this time. He stretched her legs apart and lifted them over his thighs once again. He dug his black fingers inside her and found her hole considerably loosened. He spread the Tips apart with one hand, and with the other he directed his pointy, black cock into her swollen cunt hole.
He watched the head disappear with delight. He felt the muscles closing gently around its staff and sucking him in deeper this time. He lifted her up under his knees and drew her all the way onto him. She put up no resistance this time.
He found that by holding her legs he could maneuver her around him easily. He twisted her lower body every which way, increasing his pleasure as she slipped about him. Her hole was still tight, but comfortably so. He lifted himself onto his knee now and held her before him at an amenable height and socked it into her with strenuous effort. His big, black ass moved powerfully behind him, adding weight to every blow. Her juices flowed and surged and bubbled around his staff, dripping down onto the seat.
Black against white, adolescence against adulthood-all these comparisons served to increase his passion and his pace. These white chicks sure are juicy, he mused delightedly. They just cream and cream and cream.
He felt himself swelling and lengthening inside her. He saw his entire black staff disappearing into her white mound. He withdrew it feeling her thighs divide and open before him. He sunk into her soft, cushiony cunt with a sigh of pleasure. Nothing satisfied him so fully as a little white pussy.
He moved with inhuman vigor and strength, holding out for as long as he could. It must have been at least a half hour that he had been working it inside her. He pushed and primed as if it were still the very first moment.
Susie was exhausted. She felt his thick weapon inside her cunt. First she felt pain as he stretched her out, but then as he continued to work her over, she began to become inspired. She had never had a cock up her for this long before. Usually a guy would come in minutes, because she was so tight. But this was a new experience.
She was all hot and irritated from her outer lips to her inner depths. There was no relief from his pulsing and throbbing. She opened her legs wide to release the pressure somewhat. She felt herself getting more and more inflamed, the longer and harder he worked.
He slipped and wriggled and she grasped and held until she felt her cunt convulsing with pleasure. She reached her hands under her hips and pulled herself still higher so that she could received the full force of his thrust going straight down into her well of passion. She opened up to him and then closed around him lovingly, spilling her hot, frothing honey and sending spasms of joy up from her sensitive hole as she came.
Greg stood behind Bill now. He had his hand on his knees and was bending down so he could look between the black man's legs and watch him penetrate her. The thick cock was slimy with her loving liquids, it shone like highly polished ebony. The veins stood out in dark relief on its surface.
"Come on, Bill, sock it to her. Fuck her fast and furious. We ain't got all day. That a boy. Ride her hard. Fuck her faster. Faster!" he screamed, as he watched it slip and slide between her swollen pink lips.
Bill was even more aroused by the cheering of his partner. He held her under the knee and plowed into her until he could feel his dick swelling with emotion. It suddenly burst like a big sausage sizzling on the fire. He shot her full of his hot come and held her to him so that his black hairs covered her naked crotch. Then he relaxed backward, on his heels and let her slide forward.
"She is something else. She liked it almost as much as I did, can you imagine? Did you see her hopping around and hear her moan when she came. This is some hot little piece of white meat," Bill expostulated proudly.
After they had finished their little orgy, and gotten dressed again, Bill called up the station house on his radio and told the captain that they had just found her. He said that she was in perfectly good shape, just a little dirty and hungry. She was also ready to go home, he said. The captain told him to bring her over to the station house first.
Susie could hardly believe that they were going to take her home. After so many misadventures, she thought she would never trust what anybody told her again.
At the police station they asked her a lot of questions, before they would let her see her father. They wanted to know how she had gotten so far from home in the first place. She told them about Nick the lifeguard and how he had tried to rape her. She knew enough to shield the fact that he had succeeded. But the captain said that she would have to be examined for rape anyway, as a child her age might now know whether the bastardly deed had been actually performed or not.
Susie was whisked away into the doctor's office. He laid her out on a flat examining table and removed her shorts once again. He slipped a tight-fitting elastic glove over his hand and made her put her feet into two stirrups at the bottom of the table. Then he shoved a cold metal clamp between her lips. She felt the steel penetrate into her hot little hole and shivered at the icy contact of it. Then the doctor began to wiggle his finger around inside of her. His fingers felt strong and agile and she bounced around beneath them. He looked up over his glasses at her with a serious expression, somewhere between disdain and disgust on his face.
"Young lady, you have enough semen up there to float a ship. Why did you lie to the officer, when he asked you if you'd been raped?"
"Oh, please, I don't want my father to know it. It would kill him." She opened her blue eyes wide in pleading.
"Well, I think that it's up to your father to press charges. You're only a minor and your wishes don't really count in a court of law. As far as we're concerned, you're his property.
"Oh, please, can't you keep this whole thing from coming out. I'd do anything." Then she saw the look in the doctor's eyes, and she suddenly knew that he had just been buttering her up. He wanted to make her beg him to take her in exchange for a favor. The doctor opened his fly and whipped out his long, flaccid white dick. It looked pale and unfortunate, compared to the masterful member of the black cop who had fucked her just an hour before.
She lay prone on his table with the apparatus spreading her lips apart. He stepped up on a little stool, that was handy at the bottom of the table. He was at just the right angle now to pop it inside of her. He pulled on it himself for awhile, stretching it out as she watched him. Then he thought better of the whole thing, and stepped down again. He connected a hose to a nearby sink and turned on the faucet. He placed a little pan under her ass as he drew her knees up in the air and her ass towards the edge of the table. He connected a hose to the faucet and directed it inside her open lips.
She felt the warm water rush up inside her. It flushed her out completely. It dripped humiliatingly down her ass. She could feel the scum and the slime oozing out over her cheeks and into the little metal pan.
When he had finished washing her out, he stepped on his ladder once again, and poked his member inside the lips between the sides of the metal apparatus that held her open. She felt him hot inside her. Her canal dried out quickly with the rubbing of his dick. He held her hips and moved her back and forth on the table. He pressed in the stirrups and she felt like part of a machine with all this metal surrounding her and his hands pulling her mechanically onto his stiff member.
The doctor's lean dick thickened inside her until it was pressing up irritatingly against the sides of her clean pussy. The water had dried, leaving her dry and sore inside. He moved abrasively within her and she felt as if she was adhering to him and he would pull her inside out.
He began to bounce her ass up and down on the table, moving her to his need. He stared straight down at the activity that was going on beneath his navel. His face was completely expressionless as if he were watching some distant phenomenon taking place under a microscope. Then his lips tightened and his glasses began to fog up a little from his heavy breathing. She felt the point of his dick banging up against the back of her canal. Suddenly it exploded inside her with a spurt and a trickle, and he heaved a sigh of relief.
When he had finished, he washed his member thoroughly and told her not to worry about his report. He would fix it so no one would have to take the blame for her deflowering. He knew for a fact that it had happened some time in the past anyhow.