The girl I caught that year

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I saw the girl finally move slowly. It seemed the effects of the drug were wearing off. Heh heh, she must be wondering why she couldn't see anything or move her hands.

That's because I'd blindfolded her with a large black blindfold and tied her hands with rope. Of course, to avoid hurting her delicate little hands, I'd specifically chosen a softer rope to tie them together.

"Help! I can't see! Oh God, where am I? Waaah! Please, I'm so scared! Who's here?" The little girl struggled for a while, and after realizing she couldn't move, she let out a choked sob.

Hahaha, my goodness, this is so pitiful! Now, my hero is about to appear.

I tried to keep my voice down and slowly said to the girl, "Bad girl, Shirley, you have committed many unforgivable sins, and now God will punish you."

Shirley was so frightened by my voice that she didn't dare move, but she still struggled to speak, saying, "No! No! Shirley is a good girl, she's very obedient and always listens to Daddy!"

I continued to threaten her, "You're lying! Have you forgotten about wetting the bed? You even secretly hid things in your pet dog Lacey's doghouse at night because you were afraid of being scolded by your father, didn't you?"

Shirley exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god! Nobody knew about this! I thought I didn't even notice when I hid it!" "Who are you, you see?"

I continued, "I've told you before, I'm a messenger sent by God to punish you. Your filthy blanket, reeking of urine, made your dog Lacey's nose very uncomfortable, so it pleaded with God, and God heard it. God specially sent me down to this world to repent for your sins! Otherwise, you will stay in this dark prison forever!"

The girl was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly: "Then...then...respected angel...I...I should...do...what?"

I had already taken off my pants. I made her kneel on the bed and untied the ropes from her hands. I pressed down on her small head with one hand and held my penis against her small mouth with the other.

I said, "Open your mouth. Before you is the trumpet of heaven. Try your best to blow it. If you can do it successfully, it will reward you with holy water to cleanse you of your sins."
The girl nervously gripped my penis with her plump hands, and at my instruction, she nervously took the tip of my penis into her mouth.

"Mmm, finally it's inside me." The girl's lips were a sweet peach-pink, but perhaps due to nervousness, her teeth involuntarily bit the glans. It hurt a little, but it felt incredibly pleasurable and stimulating. A little annoyed, I flicked her undeveloped nipples with my finger; the tingling sensation made her tremble.

"Excuse me, sir, is this not a good thing to do?" the girl asked timidly, her voice tinged with fear.

I said in a deep voice, "This is a horn of life. Use your heart and your body to feel it carefully. Can you feel the pulse of life?"

Hearing my words, the girl reverently cupped my penis in her hands, pressing it tightly against her face. She felt it, and sniffed this horn that held such profound meaning for her.

"I can feel it, sir!" the girl exclaimed excitedly. "I can feel this sacred pulse! Oh my god, it seems to be pulsating faster and faster."

Stimulated by her innocent words, I continued, "Come! With your devout heart, let this horn spray you with sacred milk."

Without hesitation, the girl began to learn how to use her teeth under my guidance, gently nibbling at the soft flesh of my glans and licking the crevices of my glans with her tongue. My normal-sized penis looked particularly large in her small hands. The girl gently stroked my glans with one hand and curiously touched my testicles with the other. I told her that the sacred fluid came from there, making her more careful, and gently brushed her sensitive testicles with the tips of her fingers.

My fingers felt the girl's nipples gradually becoming erect. I squeezed this touching sensation tightly with one hand and began to pull on the girl's beautiful, creamy-yellow hair with the other, making the thrusting speed even faster. Looking in the mirror beside me, I felt like a knight, pulling my mare as she galloped between my legs.

Not long after, the tingling pleasure of ejaculating during masturbation surged from my glans. I hissed in a low voice, "Hurry up, you lost lamb, the sacred liquid is about to spray out!"

The girl became more and more excited, and she even had time to shout, "I can feel it, sir! I can feel that salty and sweet taste!"

The girl's innocent words were the best aphrodisiac. My movements became more and more violent. Although she kept gagging and her snot and tears kept flowing, the girl still obediently endured my abuse because she believed that her sins were about to be washed away.

Finally, I... ejaculated!

The hot semen shot powerfully onto the girl's fair face, her little nose, and deep into her throat.

The girl wanted to spit out the semen, but at my request, she held it in her mouth for 1-2 minutes, savoring the unique fishy smell of semen. Later, when her little mouth was so sore that she couldn't control her saliva from flowing out of her mouth, I told her to swallow it, and I also licked up the semen that I had missed on the bed and put it into her stomach.

"You did a good job." I smiled at the girl lying on the bed, panting, with saliva constantly flowing from her nose and mouth.

"Have I...have my sins been washed away, sir?" the girl asked timidly.

I still didn't remove her blindfold, but I wanted her to lie still on the bed. Ignoring her struggles, I pulled off her clothes and her white teddy bear underwear. Holding the underwear with a ring of water stains, I took a deep sniff. Oh my god, the unique milky scent of a young girl combined with this urine smell was truly irresistible.

Of course, I had to share this good thing with the girl, so I let her smell her own stench.

"Sir, what's this smell? Why does it stink so much?" Even with the blindfold on, I could see that the girl was still frowning.

"My child, I regret to inform you that the fallen demon is still inside you!" I said gleefully, "Smell this disgusting odor; it's the best evidence that the demon is inside you!"

So what should I do, sir? The girl asked me fearfully.

I ordered her to spread her legs, but her innate shyness made her keep them tightly closed. I forcefully pried them apart, revealing her plump and adorable vulva. Her

vulva was plump and white, with only a tight slit at the entrance. I gently scratched her tender opening with my fingertips on her mons pubis.
The ticklish sensation made the girl laugh, "It tickles, sir!"

She squeezed her legs together and twisted her body.

"Child, I'm going to expel the demon from your body now. This process will be a little painful, so you must be patient. But if you still can't help but ejaculate that evil fluid, then everything will have to start over."

I slowly inserted my finger into the girl's tender vulva. It was so tight; my middle finger couldn't even penetrate one knuckle before I felt difficulty moving forward, showing how tight her vulva was.

Undoubtedly, the girl's body was extremely sensitive. Even just rubbing her clitoris a few times with the calluses on my fingers, I began to feel wetness between my fingers.

"S-sir..." the girl struggled and twisted her body.

My tongue greedily licked the girl's underdeveloped breasts, my tongue glistening with saliva, sucking on her two erect pink nipples until a long trail of saliva appeared.

"Oh...it's so itchy down there...please stop poking me, sir..."

Shh...a stream of pale yellow urine gushed from the girl's vagina, so forcefully that it even affected my mouth and face. I could clearly smell the fishy, pungent odor with just a light breath.

I licked the girl's urine; it was a little salty and a little fishy, but that didn't matter, the taste was still quite good.

I picked up a towel and threw it on the girl's body. "Today's exorcism failed! Starting tomorrow, we'll have to perform an exorcism ritual every day!"

On the bed, the girl weakly replied, "Okay...okay...I'll follow your advice..."

The girl lay motionless on the bed like a wooden doll, saliva mixed with semen dripping from the corner of her mouth.

From that day on, every morning I would have the girl sound the trumpet of heaven for me. At breakfast time, I would add a little something to her milk—my semen.

I had accumulated months' worth of fishy-smelling semen, which I collected in glass bottles and froze in the freezer. At mealtimes, I would take out this semen, warm it to dissolve, and add it to the girl's food or milk. For me, it was a good thing for the girl to get to know and be familiar with my taste as early as possible.

Every night, I would use my fingers or cotton swabs to gently play with her vagina. The girl was still too young; too vigorous intercourse would be life-threatening for her, so gently expanding her vagina was a good method. Of course, at first she still tried to expel the demons from her body, but after countless orgasms and urination, the girl gradually came to like the feeling of the demons lingering in her body.

Of course, to prevent her from becoming a mere idiot who only knows how to perform oral sex, I specifically bought many videotapes for homeschooling, especially focusing on cultivating elegance and etiquette. Natural sciences could be ignored. I would monitor the teacher's lessons from another room or through my phone's surveillance camera to keep track of the girl's learning and prevent her from slacking off.

Later, as she learned more and more words, I started having her read and recite the Bible.

Oh God! You probably can't imagine what it feels like for a girl with a pure and elegant demeanor to recite the Bible while giving you oral sex. It would make you even more aroused, and your ejaculation would be even more intense!

Every Saturday and Sunday after noon, I would show her porn to let her see different sexual positions. I would usually prepare juice and cookies nearby, and of course, I would add a little bit of aphrodisiac to the juice. Whenever the man and woman in the video made loud moaning sounds, you could secretly see the girl's fingers sticking into her panties and constantly fiddling with her clitoris.

Days passed, and the girl was now twelve. Her once flat chest began to grow, and she started to grow taller.

One morning, the girl cried in her room, saying that her vagina was bleeding a lot. She asked me in terror if she was going to die.

It was then that I truly knew the girl had grown up.

Three nights later, as usual, after I brought her to orgasm with my fingers, I took out my penis and pressed it against her vagina.

I finally removed the blindfold that had been on her face during our intercourse in front of her. When Sherry saw my face, her expression changed from confusion to surprise: "Mr. Richard!"

Sherry certainly remembered Mr. Richard; he was one of her teachers in elementary school. He was handsome and tall, with a strong physique. Back then, Mr. Richard was the idol of all the girls in the school, and many girls, including Sherry, wanted to be his bride.

"It's me, baby. I'm glad you still recognize me," I said casually to the girl. Actually, I was still nervous. Her disappearance after I kidnapped her from her house caused quite a stir. But the advantage of Russia is its vast land and large population. Here, if a child goes missing, the media will initially give it a huge push, but once the initial excitement fades and memories die down, all that's left is a thin missing person poster. From the moment I found Shirley at school and investigated her family, only to discover she had a violent, alcoholic father, to the time I arranged for her to wet the bed, you all know what happened afterward.

I gently said to the girl beneath me, "Child

, make your choice! Do you want to fall with the devil or leave this hell of desire?" The girl gradually recovered from her surprise. She grasped my penis and pressed it against her vulva. "Do I have any other choice but to fall?" Shirley smiled, but behind her smile lay the joy and sorrow of falling. These complex emotions made the girl reckless.

"Put it in my little pussy, angel!" The girl's expression was holy and solemn, her upper eyelids and the hand holding my penis trembling, showing her inner tension.

"Here I come, baby." I moistened the tip of my penis with her vaginal fluid, and with the girl's scream, I inserted my penis.

"It hurts, sir!" The girl cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"Bear with it, baby, the paradise of depravity is coming soon!" My penis pierced her virginity without any resistance, my mouth licked her breasts, sucking on her underdeveloped nipples, my hands constantly caressing her cheeks, back, breasts, anus, etc...

That night we made love wildly, anal sex, deep throat, doggy style, paperclip, etc. She orgasmed and urinated so many times that I lost count, and my penis was also sore from ejaculating too much.

Recently, I've become obsessed with deepthroating. Beforehand, I take a basin and order the girl to urinate into her urethra, which she's been holding back for a long time. Then, I use a large enema syringe to draw out the urine and feed it to her mouth little by little. My large penis then thrusts into her throat as violently as it does into her vagina. She vomits wildly, the urine and semen that were just poured in sweeping over my penis before spraying out. Watching the girl's exhausted state, with snot, saliva, and tears flowing from her nose, excites me even more as I repeatedly insert my soiled penis into her vagina.

When she menstruates, I dip my finger in my semen and write countless obscene words on her body, such as "slut," "rotten anus," and "sow."

I order her to loudly recite these words while urinating on her vagina, causing her to lose control and urinate in the hot urine.

She missed her period for a month and started vomiting and craving sour foods. I rushed to the pharmacy and bought several different brands of pregnancy tests, but only one came back positive: the 13-year-old girl, almost 14, was pregnant. Just before she was due, I took her to a private obstetrics and gynecology clinic for an ultrasound, and guess what? It was twins, and both were adorable little girls! I think I should start discussing with Shirley how to raise our next generation…

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