Chapter 2

Warning: swearing, sex with children, murder, violence and appearance of satan's son

Disclaimer: southpark has it owner and my story is copy righted to me yo niggas copyright to me!

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R: before you ask, I am not a pedo in real life but my mind, much like southpark is a dirty, dirty place.

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Chapter 2

Kyle POV

I woke up, I felt strong arms around my waist, fear filled me and paralysed me. It urged me to stay still, very still. The monster from yesterday held unto me, he ran his fingers through my hair curly red hair, playfully tugging on curls.

I finally gathered courage and turned to look up to him, his smiling face did nothing but annoy me more, he looked happy. It made me wonder, if truly this was really what I was made for? Making monsters happy, making myself sad and scared.

"Don't cry I barely even did anything to you" he said, I hadn't even realised I was crying until the tears fell from my cheeks to my bear torso. I had sat up without realising it, I was crying and I couldn't stop myself. Did life have a meaning?

"Mister, why did you do that to me?" I asked. He smiled at me before placing a kiss on my forehead and chuckling.

"Because I like you" he said softly. He kissed my neck "because you are really beautiful and-" he kissed my nipple, I felt something harden beside me. "I love you"

Was this really my life? Letting a man double my size put his pee maker in my bum. Moses help me, he pushed me unto my back and this time I didn't struggle. His fingers brushing over my nipples till they were perky, his lips kissing its way down my stomach. I blinked back my tears as he hovered over me.

Why was he doing this? Had I been naughty? He pulled back the covers and his pee thing was standing. I wondered how he had put it in me in the first place.

"Sir please-" I pleaded but he simply laughed.

"Shut up and open your legs" He said as he roughly pulled apart my knees staring between my legs. "Bigger than I like" he sighed then sucked on his finger and he put it in me. I felt uncomfortable but he didn't plan on stopping.

I tried my best not to cry out for help, covering my mouth with my hands and shutting my eyes I tried to remain silent and wait it out. His hand grabbed my hands and pulled them off my mouth. "Sir, I-"

"Don't call me 'sir' my name is Stan. Call me Master and two don't close your mouth or eyes, the next time you do that you will be punished severely" His eyes turned icy and it made me shiver in fear.

He pulled his finger out of me which made me groan, he pulled me to him and held me in his arms for a moment. I was scared and he didn't give a flying horse. He just kept going without a care.

He stopped suddenly pushing me to the floor roughly. He smirked as a figure walked into the room, my butt hurt a lot.

The man had black hair and red eyes, he was tall and muscular. He wore a black shirt with skulls on it and black ripped pants.

"Thought I should greet your new 'wife' and so here I am." The man said. The smirked slapped on his face as he rose a finger and I floated up, I tried covering myself. I was scared!

"Put him down Damien, he is about to cry" He put me down on the bed and I felt the sudden urge to hide. "What do you want?"

"Here I am to say a friendly hey and you think I came here to cause pain and destruction?" The amused look did not leave his eyes so I slipped off the bed to try and hide beneath it but as I got halfway underneath it, I was lifted by my foot and placed on the bed. Stan looked mad.

"I will fucking spank you if you don't calm down" He threatened.

"Also souls are running low and I am hungry if you can send about 80 down tonight it will be fine"

"Fine, bye" Stan said. The Damien man left us alone in the room.

Lucky for me the Stan man didn't want me making him happy so he took me to have a bath. In a giant tub, it looked I could swim in there.

He carried me there and set me down to enter the tub, he lifted me and put me on his lap.

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Stan POV

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I washed his hair, I loved the red curls. Usually I liked black heads and brown heads but he was beautiful with red. I placed a kiss on his back and his neck. He tensed on my lap which made me hard.

"Are you afraid of me?" I asked.

"No" he lied, his heart was beating faster. I could feel it, he was alive.

"Why not?" I asked as my hand dunked him in the water to rinse the soap out. When he came back up I lifted him and position him for my erection.

I pushed him unto it running my finger over the slit of his own. He had to be taught to pleasure a man. Simple touches to please me, I growled as he stayed still and didn't ride me.

It irritated me, sleeping with a rag doll. Still I needed a release before I delivered 80 souls to hell. I did all the work and as soon as I came I pulled out and left the tub. Kenny needed to teach him to please a man, until then I am renting Russian girls.

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Kenny POV

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I frowned as Stan pushed a small redhead to me. Teach another one? How many had I taught for him? Most he killed after a single night in bed with them, he claimed he loved his Burnett with green eyes and now he had gotten rid of her.

"What's your name kid?" I asked as Stan retreated, the kid had red hair and large green eyes, he was pale and porcelain like some kind of English noble or a porcelain doll. He was small and thin and wore black shorts and with a green t-shirt.

"Kyle" he replied in a small voice, he looked down to his feet where he wore flip flops. His cheeks flushed red as I began to strip, If it were anyone but Stan I would never train a child but for Stan I would. He had after all saved me from the cops more times than I can count.

"Kyle you are going to have to get naked too" I said feeling guilty. Guilty that for once I didn't masturbate to get hard for one of Stan's kids instead just by looking at him I felt a climax on the way. The kid was pretty.

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STAN POV

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I ran the knife across the woman's throat slitting it, 79 I counted as she fell to the floor forming a puddle of her own blood around her.

One more and then I was done for today, I slipped into the darkness of the alley awaiting another couple that wanted a quickie or a drug dealer or something.

Innocent blood would burn me like acid. The embodiment of innocence was children, just to mock me Damien made me only like children.

I grit my teeth as I tightened my hold on my knife, the day I would neer forget. The day I lost my angel and almost my own life, revenge was all I wanted and Eric Cartman would pay. The whole world would pay for their sins. I watched a man back into the alley he looked around as if scared, he stepped on something.

That something was the dead woman's hand and before he could scream or run, I slit his throat. Sacrificing souls was simple. 10 points in the city and 8 people on each point, the bodies and blood would all fade and it would be like they disappeared off the face of the earth.

I smirked as I watched them burn, hell's fire could never be put out.

I watched them burn.

I had to change and go get some Russian girls to fuck from the child-and-us club.

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