It was a year or so later. Madeline's fuck sessions with Lord Covington had continued almost every day, and this man raping her had reduced the once cheerful girl to a ghost of her past self. She now always looked tired and dejected.
Lord Covington had murdered all the other kids around a year ago and framed Miss Clavel, who went to jail in the process.
One night, Lord Covington went into Madeline's room for another fuck session. As soon as he removed his trousers the girl vomited.
"Jesus, I haven't even started yet!" Lord Covington said. "Is my cock really that wrinkled?"
"I-I don't feel so good," Madeline moaned. She then ran to the bathroom and stuck her face in the toilet.
"You got food poisoning or something?" Lord Covington asked.
"Y-Yeah, I think so," Madeline moaned from the bathroom.
A few months later, Lord Covington noticed something odd about Madeline. She looked like she had gained some weight.
"How the fuck have you been gaining weight, kid?" Lord Covington said. "I barely feed you!"
"I don't know." Madeline replied, sullenly. "My stomach's been killing me,"
Lord Covington remembered something. "Oh shit, I forgot! Have you had your period?"
Madeline shook her head, a look of fright on her face. "I-I haven't."
"Oh fuck, oh God!" Lord Covington cried, lifting up Madeline's sweater and putting his hands on her stomach.
"Do you feel anything?" Madeline asked.
"Oh yeah, you're pregnant all right," Lord Covington said, staring at the younger girl's swollen abdomen.
"Please, take me to the doctor, someone," Madeline begged.
"Like Hell I'm taking you to the doctor!" Lord Covington shouted. "You think I want to get arrested? Dumb bitch!" He then slapped her square in the face. "Come with me." He then snatched Madeline's hand and lead her upstairs.
"Stay here," Lord Covington told her once they were in the attic. He then left the room and came back in a few seconds later, carrying a metal coat-hanger.
Madeline's eyes widened. "W-What are you gonna do with that?"
"We're gonna do this the old-fashioned way," Lord Covington said, taking off Madeline's panties and putting a towel under her butt. He then tried spreading her legs but she squirmed.
"N-No, please don't!" Madeline cried, eyeing the hanger with pure fright. "I won't tell them you did it! I swear! Please, just let the doctor do it!"
"We don't have time for that now," Lord Covington replied. Madeline started to hyperventilate but Lord Covington smacked her in the head with all his might, leaving the young girl a bit dazed.
"All right, let's do this quickly," said the old man, spreading her legs as wide as he could manage. Her vagina hole had expanded a little since he had first fucked her over a year ago, and Lord Covington smiled to himself.
"God, when I first fucked her. Those were some good times," he thought, nodding. He then snapped back to reality again, and then inserted the coat hanger in Madeline's vagina. It wasn't easy to fit through, but he eventually got it.
Madeline started to scream. "OH GOD! PLEASE STOP! PLEASE STOP!" Her breathing was quick and rapid as she started to sob.
"Shut the fuck up so I can concentrate!" Lord Covington screamed, maneuvering the metal object in her tight crevice before he felt something. He then started to pull it out. Attached to the hanger was a bloodied, slimy head. Madeline only screamed harder, and Lord Covington tried to ignore her continuous, piercing screams as he pulled out the rest of the body from Madeline's vagina's hole, which stretched as the baby was still coming out.
Lord Covington managed to get the whole baby out. It was small, bloody and slimy, its eyes still not fully opened, but it was crying. Blood was pouring from Madeline's vagina, and her stomach was killing her, pain piercing through her lower bowels. Madeline had almost fainted from the painful endeavor, and was moaning, until she heard the baby. She lifted her heavy head up and looked at the fetus. "M-My baby," she groaned while Lord Covington severed the umbilical chord.
But seeing such a small, innocent infant in peril only made Lord Covington extremely horny. He removed his pants and stared at his erection.
"Don't do it!" Madeline cried. "Please don't! She's just a baby! She's my baby!"
"She's going to die anyway," Lord Covington said. "Besides, it's probably, you know, weird or something."
He then slammed the infant onto his large, swollen erection. The baby was screaming in pure agony. Madeline started to sob again, and started screaming too.
"Stop it!" She sobbed, but Lord Covington continued to thrust the infant up and down rapidly onto his swollen cock. When he came, semen poured from all of the babies orifices, including its nostrils and mouth. Lord Covington threw the infant on the ground.
Madeline was quivering, tears pouring from her eyes. "Y-You raped my baby to death," she whispered.
"Yup!" Lord Covington grinned. "Now I know what we're eating for dinner!" He then ripped skin from the baby's thigh with his teeth, then swallowed. "Mmmm, delicious!"