Candyland

Disclaimer: This story contains non-consensual sex with a minor. If this subject matter disturbs you, then don\'t read it, but don\'t flame me later on because I didn\'t warn you.




Candyland- Chapter 3

George woke at 10 to the sound of his alarm going off. Slamming his fist down on the off button, he threw the covers off of himself and staggered into the bathroom. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and gazed into the mirror, frowning at the gray hairs that were slowly creeping into his brown hair. He ran the water at the sink and splashed some on his face, wincing at the cold. Grabbing the hand towel from it\'s hook, he dried his face and went to stand in front of the toilet to relieve himself. He flushed, and when he was done, he started the shower running and removed his clothing, tossing them into a hamper near the trash can.

He got in the shower and let the steaming water caress his body. He always loved showers in the morning. He grabbed his shampoo bottle and quickly washed his hair and the rest of his body. He was pointedly ignoring his throbbing erection, knowing he would have time later to satisfy his need.

He grabbed a towel from the rack and turned the water off, drying himself off quickly and focusing his attention on shaving off the stubble that had formed. George thought about the day ahead of him and wondered idly what sort of tastes his new clients would have. The two men he was meeting with later on were publicly gay, but he knew better. He had done his research on this one, and had found out their tastes ran toward little boys mostly. They had hinted to him, however, that they were in the market for a little girl.

The two men apparently lived together, perfecting the outward appearance of homosexuality, and they were planning on splitting the cost of the child down the middle. How they were planning on funding such an expensive luxury wasn\'t his concern, just that they came up with the money, but George never like to be surprised so he always did his homework.

For the meeting later, George had selected a blue pinstripped suit and gray tie, feeling that it expressed his \"no bullshit\" attitude. He hated clients who beat around the bush about what exactly they were looking for in a child. He had seen it all and had no more morals or ethics to lose. Any person who came to him for merchandise was already breaking the law, he just hated people who were embarrassed by that fact.

He checked his watch, it was 10:45. The meeting was set to noon, so he decided to go downstairs and prepare his harem to receive guests. George went down into the catacomb and instead of taking the left fork, took the right one and came to stand in front of a door on the right side. There was no bolt on this side but two slots for keys, one above and one below. The children in his harem were prone to escape and he often had to take extra precautions. He slid open the square peephole to see who was in the common area. There was no one in sight.

He opened the door quickly, stepped in, and locked the door behind him. Contemplating his children for a moment, he wondered which he should have ready for the entertainment later. Even though they had hinted at a little girl, they might have changed their minds. He knew just the two. Shannon, a meek 12 year old with long dark hair and a developing body, and Luke, a quiet 10 year old with shoulder-length blond locks and hazel eyes.

George went first to Shannon\'s room, quietly knocking on the door first and then entering. He had always allowed his children a small amount of privacy and felt that knocking first was always fair.

He didn\'t hear a reply, so he walked into the room, finding the one he was looking for on her bed, dozing. She was naked, sleeping on top of her covers, a book lying next to her. Sleeping, Shannon looked angelic, peaceful, and relaxed, but he knew that in real life she was far from it. Even at 12 she was a very sexual creature, and she had definitely learned to enjoy the sex he provided. The children in his harem were hand picked (he had always prided himself with his good eye for such things) and soon learned that resistance was pointless and ultimately lead to their breaking.

He happily looked over the girl in front of him and wondered idly how he would wake her. She was by far the prettiest of his collection and the most eager, and he knew that she would be perfect for this assignment. Her perky little breasts were just starting to develop and her hips starting to flare out. She was looking more and more like a woman each day. Her round face was framed by wavy brown hair and, when open, her eyes were a aqua color most would kill for. George stroked his erection while he contemplated her, and then decided his course of action.

He spread her legs gently and started massaging her clit, watching her lubricate herself and groan in her sleep. She came awake slowly, feeling only the ecstacy his thumb was providing, and arched her back expectantly. One handed he unbuttoned his pants and dropped them down to his ankles, stepping out of them. When her moans became more persistent he flipped her over and plunged his waiting dick into her pussy in one stroke, making Shannon gasp and become fully awake. He reveled in how tight she was, even after the amount of sex she had had, but knew that there were places she was tighter. George reached into the nightstand next to her and pulled out some lubricant, Dripping a medium sized glob onto her anus and massaging it in with a finger. He pulled out of her pussy and pushed into her ass, feeling her muscles give way to his large member. He fucked her like this for a while, hearing her grunts into the pillow as he pushed in and out, caring only for his own fulfillment. Finally, he withdrew, spinning her so she could cum into her mouth, face fucking her until he felt that familiar tremor go through his body and he released gobs of cum down her throat. Shannon choked slightly as he withdrew his dick from her throat but smiled happily as she licked the rest of his dick dry.

When she was done, he grabbed his pants and said to her gruffly, \"Clean up and be ready for company at 11:30. Dress young.\" Shannon pouted and he left the room, shutting the door with one hand while he buttoned his pants with the other.

He walked 3 doors down to his left and knocked on Luke\'s door before entering, but not finding him in his room. He looked to the bathroom door and heard the water running in the shower. Perfect, he thought. He opened the door and stuck his head into the shower. \"Finish up and dry off,\" he said in a no-nonsense tone, \"I want you out here in one minute.\" Luke looked at him with sad eyes but nodded his head.

George stripped and laid down on Luke\'s bed, waiting for him to get out. Forty-five seconds later Luke had appeared beside him, naked and waiting for his instruction. George pointed to his flaccid penis and said,\"Suck it until it\'s hard.\" Luke nodded his head again, and bent down to his task, leaning one leg against the bed for support. His small tongue darted out to lick the tip and his small hand came around to stroke the shaft; George groaned at Luke\'s ministrations.

When George was fully erect, Luke sat back and looked at him expectantly, waiting for his next task. George got off the bed and the boy got on the bed, kneeling like a dog and waited for the familiar cold sensation of the lubricant being put on, and then the very painful experience of George pushing himself up his ass. He pushed in first one finger, then two, trying to stretch the younger out before taking his pleasure. George knew how painful it was for Luke to have sex in this manner, but at least he was happy that the boy understood he needed to put up with it. He withdrew his fingers and added more lubricant to his dick, and stroked himself until he couldn\'t take waiting any longer. He placed his head at Luke\'s entrance and pushed in slowly, holding onto Luke\'s hips to steady his progress. When George was completely in, Luke let out a small whimper and then buried his face into his pillow, hiding the sound. He knew that George did not like to hear anything but complete cooperation.

As the older sped up his strokes, the younger\'s body slowly relaxed, getting used to the feel of the large invasion. As George climaxed and sent his load into the boy, Luke relaxed completely, knowing that it was over for a while. George reached to the nightstand and grabbed a ball of tissues, wiping himself off and putting on his clothing again for the second time. He gestured to the bathroom again and said to Luke, \"Shower up and be ready by 11:30. I\'ve got lots planned out for you later on.\"

Luke groaned inwardly, dreading what was to come, but trodded off to the bathroom and the waiting shower anyway. He knew what it was like to cross George.