Just to let you know, do not think I condone this. I have strong feelings against this behavior.
Screwed Up World
Chapter 1: The Start
Muffled, terrified screams echoed around the small room, bringing a smile to the man's face. "Shhh," he crooned, "Everything will be fine. You'll be home soon."
A tiny girl, no older than nine, lay naked and fastened to a small bed. Her blonde hair lay around her head like a fan, not impeded by the white cloth over her mouth, and her fists were clenched white in her vain struggle to free herself. "There's no use in struggling," said the man quietly, "You won't be able to free yourself. I have you all to myself."
He produced a small, shining knife from a back pocket and stepped a bit closer to the terrified youngster. He knelt down between her legs and held the knife in front of his face, admiring the sharp, serrated edge. He touched the tip just under her bare vagina and ran it down the inside of her thigh. A small line of blood followed the tip of the knife down her leg.
"Oh, yes," said the man. He could feel it coming now. The thrill was almost unbearable. The scent of her, the aura of fear hanging around her, it all filled him with a lust only a small child could. He reached down and rubbed the girl's lower belly. His erection grew with every moment he was connected with her skin.
He positioned his face close to hers and placed his tongue on the tip of her nose. He rubbed it up, tasting her perspiration, tasting her fear. He reached down behind her head. "Make any noise and I will kill you. I'm not joking. If you stay calm and quiet, then everything will be okay."
He undid the knot and slipped the gag out of her mouth. She did not make a sound. She hardly even moved. "That's my good little girl," he murmured in a soft, almost soothing voice.
He reached under her back and lifted her off the bed slightly. He slipped his hand down her belly and rested it on her bare vagina. "Yes," he said quietly as he slipped his fingers inside, stretching and prodding inside her. A small tear trickled down her cheek as her juvenile mind processed what this man, this horrible man, was doing to her.
He slipped his hand back outside and hastened to undo his slacks. As he placed his hands on the underwear to pull them down, a crash could be heard outside the whitewashed door. The man whipped around just as the door came crashing into the room, right off the hinges. A boy in a red and green costume, Robin of the Teen Titans (the man recognized him immediately), stepped inside. "It's over!" he shouted, "We have you…" the scene had just filled him with a shock he had never known. He did not know exactly what happened, but he could put together what was going on.
As a tall redhead gasped from behind him, Robin lunged at the man with a yell. As he flew toward him, the man grabbed his knife with lightning speed and slashed the Boy Wonder across the chest. Knocking Robin off guard, the man leaped to his feet and sprinted from the room, leaving the sobbing little girl and shocked heroes behind. "Starfire," said Robin to the redhead, you watch the girl, we'll go after her attacker. Averting his eyes from the girl's naked form, Robin led the other three Titans after the molester. They proceeded through a serpentine hallway and reached a door. Busting through it, the Titans were led onto the roof of a building. Rooftops stretched in every direction, leaving the criminal 360 escape routes. "Fuck!" shouted Robin in frustration, "We lost the bastard!"
"It's all right Rob," said a small, pale girl in a blue cloak, "we'll get him."
"What if he rapes and kills another little girl Raven," shouted Robin again, "Then what?"
"We'll get him," repeated Raven quietly.