"Why are you doing this?" Clementine asked.
"This is your own fault. If you had been good, this wouldn't be happening to you." Carver said cruelly. "Spread your legs for me."
With fear in her eyes, Clementine said, "No, please don't! You're hurting me!" struggling hard against her captor's grip.
"Last chance." He warned her. "Spread those legs or I'm really gonna hurt you!"
He watched as she slowly pulled her legs apart as she choked back sobs.
"Please, don't!" Fearing penetration, Clementine tried to beg.
Carver ignored her as he lay on top of her and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down, sliding it between her private, then started pushing it gently into her tight entrance. He slowly slid his cock back inside the eleven-year-old girl's body. He began fucking the little girl's virgin pussy, careful not to go too deep. He didn't want to break her cherry...yet.
"You're so tight. You feel wonderful around me!", He added as he continued pushing the tip of his cock into and out of her and kissing and sucking her nipples. He felt the girl's struggles lessen, almost stopping, as she grew quieter.
"Ready to feel some real pain?" He asked, wanting to spark some more terror.
"No... No!" She began struggling again. "Please stop."
He gave her an evil smile as he asked, "What will you do for me to stop, Honey?"
Hoping to stop Carver from hurting her, Clementine said, "Anything you say. I promise!"
Carver wouldn't accept that though, and said, "No, you have to tell me. What will you do if I take my cock out of your cunt, Clementine?", continuing to push just the tip into and out of her body.
Fighting back tears, the scared girl said, "I... I'll rub it for you?" making it sound like a question, hoping it would be enough.
Unfortunately, it wasn't.
Carver sighed, "Get ready to become a woman." Carver said, sliding in and out of her pre-pubescent vagina. Clementine didn't understand what he meant - become a woman? How could she become a woman?
Clementine tried to wiggle away but her hips were gripped firmly in powerful hands and she was yanked forward roughly just as Carver rammed himself into her virgin entrance.
The girl let out a loud scream.
To stop her from pushing up against him, he tightly gripped her wrists and placed them over her head, holding them down with one hand as he pushed his cock into her tiny pussy.
Clementine started to whine, "No! It hurts! Stop!"
"Shh..." He hushed as he pushed more of his cock into her pussy as he held her down tighter, hearing her crying and begging him to stop.
"No more," Whimpered Clementine in a quiet voice, "it hurts."
He could feel the tremors in her little body as she sobbed.
"Not much farther," Carver reassured her, gently stroking her hair, "It will be so much better when I'm in all the way." He pushed, and a little more of my cock was engulfed by her tight entrance.
Suddenly Clementine's internal muscles went into convulsions as she cramped around him, then instinctively she pushed out as hard as she could, trying to expel him.
Instead he firmly grasped her bony thighs and pushed in as hard as he could.
Clementine clenched every muscle in her body as she stifled a scream. Trapped between Carver and the bed there was nowhere for her to go.
Feeling his cock hit her hymen, he pulled back, then forced it deep inside, breaking the barrier hard and pushing his cock deep into the little girl's tiny body, feeling blood seep out of her deflowered sweet spot.
Clementine suddenly lost all feeling in her legs. Her screams reached their highest pitch as the man forced his dick into her, seating his excited prick deep up in her, pressing his cock-head against her cervix.
Carver quickly threw a hand over her mouth and began to slowly fuck her. Even through his hand, he could still hear the blood-curdling screams coming from the young girl. He stared into her face as he picked up the pace of his thrust, now slamming in and out of her. Her screams turned to quiet sobs after he slapped her multiple times, wanting her to quiet down.
"Please..." She whimpered.
The man ignored her, however and pounded into her little body, surprisingly excited by the sounds of the little girl screaming beneath him. The feeling of her tight cunt's vice-like grasp round the base of his cock was absolutely incredible.
Clementine was sobbing now. She could help it. It just hurt so much. "I hate you," She wailed, "It really hurts."
After a few seconds, her little pussy start to open up a little and as she was fucked.
He started sucking on her nipples as he ground his thick cock into her.
Clementine let out a scream of pain. "Please," She cried, "Stop it! It hurts! P-Please! Please stop!"
Carver thrust at an angle, raking the head of his cock against the side of a wall and he immediately received a blood-curdling yell.
He only moved faster as the girl cried.
He leaned over to take the girl's mouth in a kiss but she snapped her head to one side causing the man to chuckle at the act of rebellion. He gave another rough thrust as punishment and the girl cried.
He tried again, this time she was more cooperative. He forced his tongue into her mouth, kissing his unwilling lover.
Clementine kept trying to close her legs, hoping to force the man off her, but it was no use. "Stop it, please!" She whined. "Keeenny! KENNY!" The little girl screamed, struggling to get out from under her rapist. "Someone help me!"
He held her tighter as he started fucking her tiny pussy harder. "No one can help you. Just relax."
"Luke!" The girl screamed, making Carver narrow his eyes. "LUKE!" She called louder. Luke said he would find her. He told her he would save her, protect her from Carver. Where was he? "LUK-"
Carver wanted her quiet, he quickly grabbed his gun, holding it to the child's head. This quieted her down as he pounded in and out her. He sighed, bringing his free hand down to rub her cilt, he gave it a hard rub, leading her to moan. It was the sweetest sound his ears ever could have heard as he continued rubbing her little nub as hard as he could.
"Do you remember what cum is?" Carver asked as he fucked her newly deflowered pussy hard.
"Y-Yes," Clementine answered.
"Well, you're gonna feel it inside you soon. Do you want that?" Carver asked her.
The girl shook her head.
"Well, that's too bad, honey. Because I want it."
"NO! Let me go!" Clementine struggled about and Carver pressed the gun against her face as warning.
"Stop it." He said. "Don't fight. You're only gonna make it worse."
"It hurts." She said, trying her best to stop crying.
"Stop whining, honey." Carver replied, not caring about her pain.
"Why? Why are you hurting me?" Clementine asked.
"I'm teaching you a lesson." Was Carver's response. "Just shut up and take it."
"Please...Please stop." Clementine mumbled.
"Shut up. I don't wanna hear you." Carver growled, thrusting even harder. "You like this, don't you?"
"I don't like it." Clementine argued. "It hurts."
"Fucking liar. You know you like this."
"No. I don't." Clementine said.
"Oh yes you do." Carver laughed. "You want more?"
She went quiet, not a single sniffle or whimper escaping.
"I'll take that as a yes." Carver laughed, mocking the girl.
"NO! NO! STOP IT!" Clementine shook her head.
"Shut up." Carver took his hand a wrapped in around her throat, silencing her. "Shut the fuck up." He loosened his grip, "Do you want me to hurt you?"
"You are hurting me." She mumbled.
"I can show you real pain. Wanna know what it's really like to be hurt?" Carver asked, thrusting a bit faster.
"No..."
"Then be a good girl. Don't scream again, understand me?" Carver said.
Clementine gave a tiny nod, "Yes."
"Good girl." Carver grinned. "Be a good little girl." Still thrusting, he kept his hand on her little cilt, rubbing fast. "You like this? Go on and moan for me."
"No." Clementine clenched her jaw, trying to keep sounds locked in.
"Yes." Carver said, "Say it for me."
Clementine whimpered in response.
"Fuck...You feel so good. You're so fucking tight, Honey." He groaned, "Tell me to fuck you. Tell me to put my juice in you."
Clementine didn't know what he meant, but she felt terrified as he held the gun by her. Softly, she spoke, "I... I want you to...to f-f-fu-fuck me." too afraid not to obey.
"And?" The man asked, waiting for all of what he wanted her to say as he fucked her harder and held her tighter, making the little girl helpless to stop him.
"And...I...I..." Before she could say the rest, however, Carver felt the wetness increase around his cock and the child's legs began to tremble.
She felt a hot flash and she started to shake. Eyes wide with fear. "Aaahh!" She cried out, unsure of what was occurring. Was she going to die?
Scared by this new sensation, Clementine let out a whimper. She'd never felt like this before.
Carver smirked, digging his finger roughly against the girl's pleasure button. "You're having an orgasm, Honey. Does it feel good?"
"Ah..." Clementine let out a moan. He was hurting her. She didn't want this. So why did she suddenly feel so good. "Oooooh!" Clementine bit her lip, trying to hold back sounds as her legs trembled and the wetness of her private increases, allowing the man's hard cock to slide easier into and out of her body.
"Beautiful… you look so beautiful when you cum. Tell me you want me to make you cum again, honey. Tell me!" He demanded between thrusts. "You're such a good little girl."
Clementine felt her orgasm winding down and then begin spiraling to peak again as he continued fucking her, his hand still on her sensitive clit. "Aaah!... S-Stop."
He began fucking her harder and deeper, hand still rubbing and pinching her little clit, hearing the little girl scream as he brought her to another orgasm. Her pussy still pulsing around his dick, he moved his hand from her pleasure nub and continued his hard thrusting slurping in and out, in and out, of her soaking wet snatch, his balls slapping her ass with each pump. "You're mine. Say it."
"No!" She tried to buck him off and get away, but he held on, fucking her as she sobbed.
In and out of the girl's tender little hole until finally, with a last hard thrust, he buried his prick as far up her as he could get, and blew off in her in a series of hard spurting jets, spraying her ravaged, torn little cunt with his hot potent semen.
He spurted and spurted and spurted in her, surge after surge of his hot juice ejaculating up into her tiny womb grabbed her hips he drove in to the hilt as he emptied into her cunt. It felt like a quart of cum had been dumped into her pussy.
"Clementine," he sighed contentedly before biting down on his lip and thrusting into her a few more times. Finally spent, he pulls himself free. He lies there for a few more minutes, listening to her pitiful sobs.
Carver looked down at the child - totally innocent of sex not thirty minutes, ago who had now experienced things many women never experience their entire lives - and felt his cock twitch again. She was now officially his.
"Go to sleep, honey." He hushed the child, pulling the blanket over her tiny body.
Clementine curled into a little ball, closing her eyes tightly, in too much pain to stay awake any longer.