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A Club Of The Japanese Businessmen
by Hans Schultz (hans_schultz_2005@yahoo.com)

***

Japanese businessmen gather together in a private club 
overseas, where they rape and torture young girls. 
(M+/g, extreme-ped, nc, rp, asian, v, huml, bukkake)

***

The private night club is half-empty. Or half-full, it 
depends on how you'd see it.

The place is not very big, designed to take about 100 
customers in, but now there's only 40 or 50 customers 
sitting at the tables. And they all are men.

To be exact, they all are Japanese businessmen in their 
mid-fifties. It's also clearly visible, that they are 
quite wealthy businessmen.

They are dressed up very formally in dark or grey 
suits. They wear valuable rings in their fingers and 
they drink expensive drinks. Some of them are smoking 
big cigars.

The atmosphere in the club is very tense, even nervous, 
I would say. 

This is not a place where a man would go to have a nice 
dinner with his wife.

The men have come here to relax. To forget their every 
day routines and their killing stress. Most of them 
know each other. They all are at honored positions in 
the society.

But there's also another thing that binds them 
together. That's why they're here today. Each one of 
them shares the same secret fantasy. It's a fantasy 
that they can't speak about in public. But after all 
it's very simple: They all get sexual pleasure out of 
violence.

Their cocks get stiffened when they see violence. 
Violence with females as victims, to be precise.

And naturally violence as a part of the sexual 
intercourse. At home they can't beat their wives or 
their daughters, it would create a scandal. But here 
they can do whatever they want.

They don't go to the Free Masons, they come here. It's 
true that in Japan they are commonly respected and the 
community sees them as decent men.

They are respected and people listen to their opinions. 
In reality, however, they do live a double-life. Even 
though they give money to charity, it doesn't mean that 
they really would like to make this world a better 
place for everyone. They are just selfishly feeding 
their public image. They don't give a shit about the 
hungry children of Africa.

So, even childhood isn't sacred for these men. Most of 
them visit regularly raping children in their poor 
neighbour countries. Just to get personal satisfaction. 

And it only makes them feel more self-complacent, if 
possible. They don't know how to feel pity. They'll 
only get hornier, if the woman suffering is young or a 
child. They can just feel their hardening cocks in 
their expensive slacks.

They are not in danger of getting caught, you know. 
With all their money they can make the silence fall 
around their "little activities". They have bought the 
organization.

The dirty work is done for them and all they have to do 
is sit back, watch and enjoy themselves.

No-one really cares enough about the poor street-
children to take a risk for their sake and to make all 
this evil come to light. If somebody really knows 
something, he will simply be bought silent.

And that'll be the end of the discussion.

When the first one of the night's shows is about to 
begin, the businessmen are slowly gathering around the 
small stage. The background music goes off.

The host of the night, an Asian man in his thirties, 
comes onto the stage. Behind him he is dragging a girl, 
who can't be more than eight or nine years old.

The girl is panting and crying and it's obvious that 
someone has beaten her. Probably the host himself. Or 
the owner of the club. 

Her other eye has turned to purple and her long black 
hair is a complete mess. Tears are wetting her 
beautiful cheeks.

The girl is naked. Of course. The men are staring her 
with their lustful eyes and in their minds they are 
already violating this young body, that isn't showing 
any signs of womanhood yet.

She doesn't have breasts. Her chest is flat like young 
boy's chest and between her small legs everyone can see 
a tiny, hairless crack. Or maybe "a crack" is a wrong 
word. "A line" seems to be much more matching.

She is just a child and has no understanding of why she 
is here or what's about to happen to her.

The lights are bright and she can't see, but she seems 
to sense all the staring eyes and starts to panic.

Her crying is becoming more and more loud all the time 
and after a short while, she is finally able to see all 
the cruel faces all around her. She can see eyes that 
are full of only hatred and evil. The eyes are 
surrounded by tightly closed mouths and sweating faces. 
She can see hands nervously straightening all those 
ties. Beams of light reflecting from eye-glasses. The 
glowing of cigars. She can smell the smoke. It's 
getting hard to breathe. Partly because of the smoke 
and partly because of her panic. She's panting heavier 
now. 

Finally she starts to scream with a very high-pitched 
voice. Like little girls usually do. She is seriously 
trying to fight back. She's hitting the host weakly 
with his small fist. This is prized with some amusement 
and laughter from the audience. However, the host seems 
to know, what he has to do. He just grabs the girl from 
her neck and punches her stomach hard with his powerful 
right.

This is familiar business for him. The girl is now 
squirming on the floor. She sobs and holds her stomach. 
And then, for the enjoyment of everyone, she curls 
herself up in the fetal position.

The girl's eyes are glistening with tears. Men's eyes 
are glistening with lust. They are licking their lips. 
This is just the thing they wanted to see. Their cocks 
are standing rock hard somewhere out of sight. There's 
still a bit of modesty in the air, but as usual, it 
will soon be gone. The first sounds of opening zippers 
are heard. Now they have become beasts, but they like 
being ones. Their prey is on the stage. They want to 
see her destruction and the terror on her face.

The host is making an announcement and asks if there 
would be two volunteering gentlemen to work as his aid 
on the stage. Of course even one man would be enough to 
hold the little girl still for the rape, but two men 
will look more violent and that's what the audience has 
paid for.

The two gentlemen are grabbing the girl's hands. They 
are pushing her towards the floor. 

Another gentleman stands up and places his foot on the 
girl's head. He is having fun by crushing her face with 
his shoe and listening to her heart-breaking screams. 

The host is pulling his pants down and his huge cock is 
jumping up for all to see. For a short while he just 
stands at his spot and moves his foreskin slowly. 

The girl doesn't notice it; she's just trying 
desperately to fight against the two businessmen, who 
are violating her with delight.

The audience is silent.

Then, suddenly, and without any warning, the host jumps 
onto the girl and smashes his cock into the girl's 
small opening. The girl cries out in pain.

She was still a virgin, because the Japanese did make 
very clear that they want to see a girl losing her 
virginity in a rape. The host's cock tears its way 
through her hymen and her blood starts to flow. 
Together with her tears. 

The little girl's body really isn't ready for sex yet. 
But this is not sex. This is a very violent rape, and 
so it doesn't matter at all, if the girl is ready or 
not. 

The pumping begins.

In the audience, someone is groaning and breathing very 
heavily. Then a grey-suited man stands up in the front 
row, masturbating his cock with rage. A load of sperm 
is landing on the stage. 

The host pumps his massive cock in and out of the girl. 
Blood is colouring it red, and this seems to turn him 
on even more. The little child is going through an 
enormous deal of pain. She tries to get away. She tries 
to move her body and raise her head, but it is no use. 
The two gentlemen are keeping her in their powerful 
grasp. She can feel the host's cock moving impossibly 
in her little cunny and it hurts. It hurts so much, but 
she isn't able to do nothing to ease the pain. Nothing 
but screaming desperately. 

The host is going on fucking and slaps her buttocks 
with her hands. Many times. When the girl opens her 
eyes, she can see two men leering at her and wanking 
their "thingies". She screams again and another one of 
the gentlemen sees his opportunity and sticks his 
tongue deep in her mouth. The girl tries to fight him 
off, tries to close her mouth, but then she just feels 
a hard slap on her cheek. The other man tells her to 
keep her mouth open. He says that she is a cunt. She 
doesn't know what that means. 

The man makes some lewd fucking gestures with his 
tongue and the girl screams into his mouth.

She notices that the man licking her mouth is laughing. 
He laughs like a madman, but then he suddenly stops. 
His body is cramping and cramping again and then he 
starts shouting back into the girl's mouth. The girl 
doesn't know that the man just had an orgasm. She feels 
just like in the nightmare she had some time ago. 

The men in the audience are stretching their necks so 
that they can get the best view to the rape. Drool is 
leaking out of their mouths. There is no modesty 
anymore.

The other gentleman holding the girl slaps her face 
hard and demands her to open her mouth again. But at 
the same time he violently pulls her jaw open with his 
hand. The girl sees him pushing his "thingie" towards 
her mouth and tries to close it, but can't. He's just 
too strong, and then it's too late. 

The gentleman is pushing his cock as deep into her 
mouth as it can possibly go. The little girl is 
gagging, but he continues pushing anyway. His cock is 
big. Or compared to the girl's mouth it is. He realizes 
that he is probably causing some serious damage to the 
girl's throat, but that realization only makes him want 
to go on deeper.

She has to stretch her mouth to make the horrible thing 
fit in. She can't breathe anymore. She is desperately 
trying to pull air into her lungs, but can't. Not even 
through her nose because the man's crotch is crushing 
her nose. His black pubic hair is sticking in her eyes 
and it hurts. She is trying to pull him away, but the 
man just laughs. At the same time the host just goes on 
with his brutal pumping in her pussy.

The gentleman's testicles are resting on the girl's 
tear-stained cheeks. It feels good to him. 

He is staying there with his pole buried in this 
child's throat and her spasms and gags are massaging 
him powerfully. That too feels very good to him. He can 
feel his cumming start. 

Just when the girl's face is starting to turn blue, he 
draws out and shoots his first load straight into her 
mouth. The girl tries to fill her lungs with air at the 
same time but the gentleman's sperm gets, of course, 
into her windpipe and she starts to cough 

The man lets out a victorious shout and shoots the rest 
of his load on the coughing girl's body. At the same 
time he is sitting down on her face and letting out a 
loud fart. The other gentleman finds this very amusing. 
He laughs and forces the girl to open her eyes.

When the man gets off her face, she vomits instantly. 
The men are not paying attention, though. They are 
concentrated in rubbing their Japanese sperm all over 
the poor girl's body.

The host is using his cock violently. His balls are 
slapping against the girl's ass. At this time the 
audience has started openly masturbating themselves. 
Tens of veiny cocks are sticking right up from between 
their zippers. 

The child is crying desperately for her mother to help 
her. I suppose it's an automatic reaction. She isn't 
able to think much anymore. The two gentlemen haven't 
got much to do, so they start pulling her black hair. I 
suppose they are playing some sort of a game. "Which 
one of us has got enough power to pull off a handful of 
little girl's hair" – game. At least it looks like 
that.

Everyone is shouting insults to her. They are saying 
that she's a whore. She doesn't know what that means 
either.

Just a week ago she was still living her more or less 
miserable life in the slum area of a big city. Her 
family, if one can call it a family, was very poor. A 
father, a mother and five daughters. Her father was a 
drunkard and all the money that the mother and the 
children earned with their hard work in a clothes 
factory, he spent drinking. He didn't show very much 
gratitude, though.

He beat and terrorized his family almost every day. Or 
maybe his way of showing gratitude was that he didn't 
molest his daughters until they had reached the age of 
ten. So far only two of them had. Almost every man 
molested kids at their area. Maybe he thought that he 
was very fair.

That evening the girl's mother was just leaving to buy 
some food for her family. Just when her father came 
home. Drunk, as usual. 

He called for his wife and demanded to have all her 
money. The wife had learned from the previous times not 
to argue with him and she gave the money. Refusing 
created only violence. Sometimes she had tried to hide 
some of the money, but then her husband had ordered the 
whole family to stand in line and went through every 
place, searching for the money. Which he also found. 

After that he had used his fists mercilessly. Even his 
youngest daughter, who was four at the time, he beat 
up. 

The wife asked, where would they get money to buy food? 
The children were hungry. Her husband told her to go 
out on the streets and sell her ass as usual. The wife 
said that she was not a prostitute, but the man had 
left the house already.

This was quite a normal routine in the family of our 
girl. But this time everything didn't go as it usually 
did…

As the father was ordering his fourth beer, two men 
came over to him. Another one of them is familiar to us 
already. He was the host of the night club. Another one 
was the owner of the same club. They bought him a 
couple of drinks and let him understand that he could 
easily earn a great amount of money. They told him that 
they needed a young girl to work as an erotic dancer in 
a well respected night club. They asked him, if he 
possibly could come up with some ideas.

The father was very drunk and he said that he could 
handle anything.

The men gave him money. Not very much, but still more 
than his family made in a month. Then, whispering in a 
best "man-to-man" – style, they added that if the girl 
would be a virgin, they could pay even a double price. 

The father didn't love his daughters. He loved liquour. 
He had always wanted to have a son, but he hadn't got 
one. For that he blamed his wife. He was sure that she 
was a whore. If her wife had gotten pregnant from his 
seed, he would have a boy now. He was man enough to 
make boys into this world. His seed was good enough to 
make boys, he thought. So his wife was a cunting whore.

This wasn't true, of course. His wife had always been 
faithful to him, but anyway, it was her part to be the 
one who suffers. After the birth of every girl, he 
became more violent. 

The father led the men to his home. Both of them were 
also a bit drunk.

The family had already gone to bed with their empty 
stomachs and everything had just calmed down, when 
suddenly the door was kicked open and three men stood 
at the opening.

The father walked to his eight-year old daughter and 
dragged her out of the bed. 

The younger ones started to cry and the wife stood up, 
alarmed, demanding to know what was happening. The 
father punched her face hard with his fist and told her 
not to intervene. This was men's business. The two men 
laughed to that and didn't pay any attention to the 
woman. 

The father assured that her daughter was a virgin, and 
that she was for sale. The girl screamed as the men 
ripped her nightgown and another one of them pushed his 
fingers into her vagina. The father was speaking the 
truth. The deal was done.

At this point the mother had realized what this was all 
about, and ran desperately between the men and her 
daughter. She begged her husband to have mercy and fell 
down to her knees.

It didn't have the effect, she had hoped for. All of 
the three men attacked her, threw her to the floor and 
started beating and kicking her around her body and 
head until she laid bleeding and unconscious on the 
floor. During this incident, the daughters had screamed 
hysterically and tried to find safety from each other, 
which wasn't very smart thing to do.

The two men had noticed that there were also four other 
girls in the house. Some of them even younger than the 
one that they had actually come for. This time they 
offered the father a really great amount of money, if 
he would just agree to sell them too. Of course they 
could have just taken them without any cost, but they 
had had very straight instructions from Japan to be 
avoiding anything that might cause police to take 
interest on their abductions. Most of the policemen 
were naturally corrupted, but safe was always safe. 

The father didn't need much time to think about it. He 
told the men to take the sluts out of his house. At 
this point he had understood that his daughters weren't 
really going to be hired as erotic dancers. They were 
going to become whores against their will, but in spite 
of that he said that he didn't care what was going to 
happen to them and he would never ask for them 
afterwards. 

He looked at her daughters and told them that they were 
worthless to him and they had to get out of his sight. 
To underline his words, he slapped each one of them 
sharply in their faces. The girls were crying and 
begging their father not to abandon them and the two 
men felt nice waves of pleasure coming from between 
their legs as they listened to their useless pleas.

The three men shook hands. The father received the 
money. Everyone was satisfied. Except the daughters, 
who were horrified and couldn't do anything but cry and 
sob.

The girls were drugged and after a short telephone 
call, a car came to pick up the girls and the two men. 
Then they were gone. The father was alone in his house. 
His wife was laying unconscious on the floor.

For a moment he tried to think with his drunken brains. 
He tried to think, what he would do now, but he didn't 
bother following his thoughts to any conclusion. 

He was rich now. In his own little world he could get 
anything he wanted. 

For the last time he kicked his wife and walked out of 
the house. He had decided not to return ever again. 
It's quite obvious that he's now living a quite 
comfortable life in some town nearby. He can afford 
himself a little luxury and as much booze as he is ever 
able to drink.

His wife will probably end up as a cheap street 
prostitute. That's of course only if she doesn't have 
the courage or a will to commit suicide. But to be 
honest with you, nobody is really interested in what 
will happen to her. At least her husband. I'm sure that 
he already has much, much younger pussies pleasing the 
sensitive skin of his penis, wherever he is.

At the club of Japanese businessmen, the banker, Mr. 
Yong is massaging his cock.

Sinister thoughts are wandering through his mind.

"Whore, little whore. Fuck her, rape her, kill her…Go 
ahead, cry for your mother, cunt. No-one can hear you, 
no-one can hear you, no-one can hear you…"

Mr. Yong is wrong. Everyone can hear her, but no-one 
will help. Every man in this room shares Mr. Yong's 
thoughts.

His breathing is coming more intense. Now he is 
actually panting.

He has a nervous laugh with himself. Then he spits on 
the child laying on the stage.

A couple of other men are following his example.

The child is screaming from the bottom of her lungs. 
The host has moved to rape her asshole, and the girl is 
feeling like she's going to rip in two. The host's cock 
must be thicker than any of her shits. The speed of his 
thrusts is going up. Clearly he is about to reach his 
orgasm. Some of the Japanese men have already cummed 
and the small stage is at some places covered with 
their slimy sperm. The men are howling in extreme 
pleasure. So is Mr. Yong. Grunts everywhere.

The host is reaching his orgasm and pulls his cock out 
of the child's ass. The two gentlemen are grabbing the 
girl's hair and keeping her head in place so the host 
can spray every drop of his jism all over her face.

When he's done, he slaps the girl's face a couple of 
times with his cock and pulls up his pants

The two gentlemen turn her head to the audience so that 
everyone can see her face. Then they drag her to the 
edge of the stage and one by one the businessmen start 
shooting their loads in the face of the ruined little 
girl. When they come, they all roar within the feeling 
of power they've got. Some of them want to beat the 
girl while they shoot their load and bruises start to 
appear all over her body.

The two men are dragging her from a man to another and 
are making sure that she has to take it all. One man in 
a dark suit sticks his cock up to her nose opening and 
shoots his load into to her nose canal. At the same 
time he is constantly spitting in her face. Then there 
are two older gentlemen who force her eyes open with 
their free hands. And as they both have their cocks 
aimed straight to the girl's eyes they start cumming. 
She can't close her eyes. She is helpless in front of 
the attack of the burning seed. 

The men just grunt and moan abnormally. The two men 
that hold her in place let out a cruel laughter and yet 
another man is trying to force his fist up her cunt. 
The little child is screaming out her horror. She is 
crying out for her mother or anybody, who could help 
her. The men are feeling like winners. They can, 
because they are winners. They have succeeded. 

They have destroyed a life proved their masculinity.

Suddenly the girl feels hand grabbing her from all over 
her body. The men cannot wait for their turns and the 
rest of them are rushing all over the girl, stroking 
their cocks. And then the constant stream of slimy wad 
is splashing all over her. Mostly on her face though. 
The holders are moving her head around so that her face 
is making contact to the tips of everyone's cocks. All 
are given a chance to shoot wherever he wants to. The 
men are sweating. They are cursing the girl and 
grunting like pigs. Some of them are pushing their 
cocks against her eyeballs.

When they are done, they all get off the stage and 
shove the girl onto her back. They are leaving to get 
another drink start waiting for the next disposable 
girl. This one is an used slut. They don't want to 
think about her anymore. For her there will be nothing 
more left than pain and cruelty. The love part is gone. 
The child is completely covered in sperm. Her once so 
beautiful hair is now a one sticky mess. Her eyes, her 
mouth and her whole skin are overpowered with Japanese 
semen.

Almost everyone here had their way with her. Now they 
don't remember her anymore.

Except one man. He is still looking at her, even though 
she can't notice that. He hasn't played his cards yet, 
but he's definitely going to. Tonight will be his turn 
to get a little bit of privacy… 

***

An hour has passed and the men are sitting at their 
tables, having drinks, talking and laughing with each 
other. Mr. Yong approaches the host and gives him some 
money. Enough to make sure that he's got the right to 
spend some time alone with the little girl. He is 
escorted to a locked door. 

The host opens it and lets Mr. Yong in. 

Mr. Yong is horny. He wants to hurt the child. Make her 
suffer for real.

She reminds him of her own granddaughter. Mr. Yong is 
55 years old at the moment. 

A rich banker, who has his life in order and nothing to 
worry about.

The room behind the door is very ascetic. It looks more 
like a cell than a whore's chamber.

A bed, a toilet seat and the door. No windows. One bare 
lamp is hanging from the ceiling.

The host asks, if Mr. Yong wants to have some lubricant 
and paper, but with a friendly voice, he refuses. Then 
the host goes away, leaving the door unlocked.

The child is curled up in the corner, moving herself 
back and forward in a rhythmic manner. 

No-one hasn't bothered cleaning her up. All the sperm 
is still covering her skin. Partly dried, of course. 
Her eyes are red from the crying and the burning semen.

She notices the man at the door and squeezes herself 
even more tightly, frightened.

Mr. Yong walks to the child and starts kicking her. His 
shoe cuts straight through her sensitive skin.

"Stand up, whore!" he yells and kicks her a couple of 
times more. "Get up from there!"

The child screams in pain and tries to cover herself, 
but Mr. Yong drags her up from her hair and snorts in 
her face. The child screams again for her momma.

"You are not going to see you mother ever again! Your 
mother is dead! Did you hear me?" Mr. Yong punches his 
fist to her jaw.

"I asked you a question, you poor cunt. What do you 
have to say about it? I killed your mother with my own 
hands. She's dead!" he goes on and throws the child 
against a wall as hard as he can.

Of course Mr. Yong can't know whether her mother is 
alive or not, but he just felt good saying like that. 
He throws her around a couple of times more until she 
can't stay on her feet anymore. The child tries to 
crawl towards the door, foolishly hoping that she could 
get out of it. Mr. Yong jumps on her back and starts to 
ride her like a horse. However, Mr. Yong is a very 
heavy man for an eight-year old girl to carry and she 
collapses to the floor. That makes Mr. Yong furious. He 
picks up a handgun from his pocket and shows it to the 
girl. She starts to shiver and her red eyes grow wide. 
Mr. Yong points the gun straight to her eyes.

"Listen, bitch. I have decided to ride on you, and 
you'd better carry me or I will kill you. I'm not 
interested in how young or weak you are. I have paid 
for you and you are here to do just as I say or you 
will die. Understand!?"

The girl can't get her eyes away from the gun. She 
starts to sob.

"Please mister, please don't hurt me anymore. I will do 
anything you say. I will carry you, mister. Please 
don't kill me," she begs.

"Get on your knees!" Mr. Yong orders and sits down on 
her back. 

He presses the gun against the neck of the girl and 
tells her to get moving. Then he lifts his feet on her 
shoulders, so that she would have to carry all of his 
weight. 

The girl is fearing that she will die, if she isn't 
able carry this man and from some almost unnatural 
resources she can find the strength to carry Mr. Yong. 
She can feel the gun pressing on her neck.

"Faster, whore!" Mr. Yong orders and gets his cock out 
with is other hand.

The little girl tries to move faster, but it is 
difficult. Her knees are hurting. She's just a little 
child and Mr. Yong, a grown-up banker in a suit is 
sitting with his full weight on her back. Mr. Yong is 
masturbating slowly. From time to time he slaps the 
back of her head and her ass. He gives her orders where 
to go. He tells her to crawl to the door, but when she 
gets there, he claims that he told her to crawl to the 
toilet. For that she receives a severe beating. Mr. 
Yong pushes his fingers up her pussy and her ass. He 
shuts her air passages and keeps her without air for a 
minute. He beats her ears with his hands and yells that 
she's too slow. 

All the time he is fondling his swollen member and 
throwing insults to the child. But she just goes on.

Finally Mr. Yong gets bored and starts to jump on her 
back until she collapses again. He gets up and kicks 
her hard in her pussy. The girl screams and loses her 
consciousness, so Mr. Yong drags her to the toilet and 
pushes her head into the bowl. He keeps her mouth and 
nose underwater until she starts to struggle. Then he 
throws her away from him with disgust.

Mr. Yong is standing in the middle of the room with his 
cock out and looks at the crying eight-year old on the 
floor. Then he pulls down his pants and sits down on 
the toilet. 

"Crawl here, brat." he commands her with a cold voice.

The child crawls to him on her hands and knees. Mr. 
Yong grabs her head and starts to rub her face against 
his genitals.

"Lick me, whore! Lick my shaft and my balls! Stick your 
tongue out!" he shouts and the girl tries to obey him, 
but he pulls her hair so hard that she can only scream. 

He beats her head against the toilet bowl between his 
thighs until she starts to bleed. Then he moves her 
face to his crotch again. Mr. Yong doesn't really need 
her to lick him. He is pressing her face against his 
crotch so hard that it is enough to make him feel good. 
Anyway he yells again, "Open your fucking mouth and 
please me, you worthless bitch! Do something!"

The girl doesn't know what she is supposed to do. She 
hasn't been with men before this day. She used to think 
that someday she will find herself a handsome and 
wealthy man, who will love her and bring her roses 
every day. A man who will take care of her and won't 
drink liqueur at all.

They would make children and live happily ever after in 
a beautiful house with a beautiful sight to the sea and 
with a beautiful life all in all. Well…she doesn't have 
those thoughts anymore.

She opens her mouth as she is told to do. Mr. Yong 
lifts himself a bit, and starts to fuck her face with 
fury. In and out he goes, like a rabbit. The girl 
didn't except that and tries to move her head back. Mr. 
Yong slams his fist against her ribs and goes on 
beating the back of her throat wit his ruling cock. 

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckwhorecuntslut! Can you swallow my 
pole? I bet you can't. You'll choke on it," he grunts 
as his thrusts grow more violent and more 
uncontrollable. His cock slips out of her tiny mouth 
many times, but he doesn't care. He just goes on 
thrusting it against the girl's eyes and face until she 
succeeds to get it in her mouth again.

The girl loses her balance and falls down on her back 
but Mr. Yong doesn't stop. He falls down on her and 
sits on her face. He presses his asshole tightly onto 
the girl's nose and mouth. Then he tenses his muscles 
and with a strong "nnnnggghhhh", his shit starts come 
out of his ass.

The girl thrashes madly. She tries to get away. No 
result. She kicks her legs and lifts her waist. Muffled 
screams. She tries to breathe but all she can get in is 
more and more of Mr. Yong's excrement.

Mr. Yong lifts his ass and drops the last pieces of his 
smelly shit. Then he sits back down and rubs his ass 
once more against the girls face.

"Here's your dinner, whore. You'd better eat it all! 
Who knows, this may be your last supper." Mr. Yong 
thinks that he's very clever, has a good laugh on his 
"joke" and pushes his cock again in her mouth. Now as 
the girl is on the floor and Mr. Yong is on the top, he 
can use his full weight to fuck the child's mouth. And 
he does too.

He gets up and slams himself down brutally. His crotch 
makes a contact with the girl's jaw. He's going to make 
the bitch suffer. To make her regret that she was even 
born. The man goes up and down. His cock is penetrating 
itself deeper and deeper into the child's throat every 
time. Again she is in great pain. The tip of his cock 
starts to have more and more blood on it with every 
thrust. He realizes that he must have broken something 
in her insides. "Good," he thinks to himself, "I have 
broken her mind, now I'll break her body." 

Mr. Yong goes on. He has no mercy on the child. He 
turns around and starts to beat her pussy with his 
fists. Still he also goes on destroying her insides 
with the weight of his lower body and his manhood. 
Finally, after one of the powerful thrusts, he hears a 
loud snap and his cock sinks a bit deeper than it had 
sunk before. He has broken her jaw. He has to take his 
cock quickly away from the child's spasming mouth, 
because he's about to shoot and he doesn't want to do 
it yet.

Mr. Yong is admiring his handiwork. The child doesn't 
seem to understand what has happened. She can't move 
her jaw properly and keeps on touching it with her 
hands. At last she realizes the situation and bursts 
into a heart-breaking cry. Although it doesn't break 
Mr. Yong's heart. He looks down at his cock. It is 
quite big and Mr. Yong is actually a bit proud of it. 

"Look at my cock, slut. Soon I will push it all through 
that little slit of yours. It will hurt you much more 
than anything that you have experienced so far."

His face is sweaty. He's in an extremely aroused state. 
He hasn't even removed his clothing. 

The child can't make out a single voice. The terror has 
struck her well. He can only feel enormous physical and 
mental pain.

Mr. Yong walks to her and scrubs his ass with the 
girl's hair.

Mr. Yong, the banker, is laying on top of the eight-
year old. They are on the bed. While he is raping her 
cunt, he's continuously beating her face with his fist. 
He's suffocating her with his weight. Blood is coming 
out of her holes and shrieking, inhuman voices are 
coming out of her mouth.

Mr. Yong enjoys himself. He's crushing her teeth with 
his fist. He doesn't care.

He's got the money and the power. There'll always be 
new little whores for him to use.

As he cums, he makes a roaring sound and shoots his 
jism deep into the child. His last thrusts are so 
powerful and violent, that he thinks he's ripping her 
insides to shreds with his powerful tool.

Memories of his old rapes pop into his mind. How he 
raped a screaming little girl, who was seven months 
pregnant after some earlier rape by an unknown hero. 
And how he, with his very own fists beat the whore's 
belly until she lost her baby and at the same time he 
shot his load inside her.

The child is losing her consciousness again. Her eyes 
are buried somewhere under her violated skin and shit. 
Her mouth and nose are bleeding and there are bruises 
all over her body. A nice mixture of blood and Mr. 
Yong's sperm is flowing out of her cunt.

After a while of rest, Mr. Yong stands up, pulls up his 
pants, makes sure that his tie is straight and walks 
out of the room. He leaves the child laying unconscious 
on the bed. 

At the bar, the banker Yong feels that he's strong. He 
feels that he's a real man.

His friends are anxiously waiting for the next piece of 
cunt to be delivered to them. The last one is now ready 
to be thrown to the trash. A worthless piece of female 
shit.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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