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I run a small supermarket. Because the space is limited and the profit margin is low, I haven't hired many staff. I just keep an eye on things at the checkout counter myself every day. Because of this, to prevent theft (small supermarkets are often targeted by shoplifters), I installed a security camera on the wall, with the monitor on the counter. This allows me to monitor customers browsing the store.

One afternoon, the store was quiet, and I was lazily lounging at the counter, doing nothing. Only a little girl was wandering around, picking things out. Suddenly, I noticed on the monitor that she was secretly stuffing two bars of Godiva chocolate and a can of xylitol into her backpack. She clearly hadn't noticed the security camera, so this was definitely theft. I've encountered similar situations several times. Usually, my approach is to order her to return the items, give her a small fine, and then let her go. Taking her to the police station would disrupt my business, and it's not worth it for such a small amount of merchandise. I carefully observed the girl on the screen. She was young, probably 18 or 19, dressed like a student. Her skin was a bit dark, but she had a good figure; her legs were long and slender under her short skirt. She wore a plaid t-shirt and looked quite refined. She had a short haircut, but her face wasn't very clear from the camera. I was convinced she wasn't a real thief; she must have seen me sleeping and just picked up a small item.

When she came to the cashier with a bag of potato chips, I examined her face closely. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had striking features, big eyes, and a wild quality to them. However, because she had secretly taken something, her eyes looked very nervous, which further confirmed my guess. Suddenly, a bold idea popped into my head… I pretended

to get her a plastic bag, blocked the doorway, then suddenly changed my expression and said fiercely, "Give me the bag!"

She panicked, dropped the potato chips, and her face flushed red.

I quickly closed the shop door, flipped the "Closed" sign over, and glared fiercely at the little girl: "Still not admitting it? I have video footage! Hand over the stuff!"

The little girl was terrified. She quickly emptied the things she had stolen from her schoolbag onto the table, then tearfully pleaded: "Uncle, I didn't mean to! I'm not a thief! I'm a student! I was wrong, Uncle! Please forgive me!"

I pushed her in front of the monitor and rewound the video. The scene of her stealing was vivid in her mind, and the little girl cried out even louder. I said: "You decide what to do. I'll take this tape to the police station. You'll be locked up for at least a year, understand?!"

The little girl suddenly knelt down in front of me: "Uncle, please, whatever you say, just don't send me to the police station, okay?"

Heh, I've got a chance. I secretly gloated.

Suddenly, my attitude did a 180-degree turn. I gently helped the little girl up and patted the dust off her legs. Her legs were soft and smooth. The little girl instinctively backed away.
I said, "Stealing is a terrible crime, but I don't think you're a repeat offender. If you're sent to the police station, your life will be over. I'll punish you in a different way."

Hearing this, the little girl nodded gratefully, "Uncle, thank you! Uncle, thank you! Just tell me how you want to punish me, I'll do it."

I put my hand on her shoulder and said coldly, "Keep me company, and I won't hold it against you."

The little girl was an adult; she understood my intention immediately. She took two steps back, "No, no, Uncle, please, don't do this! I'm still a student, please!"

I glared at her, "So you mean we're going to the police station?! Let me tell you, the police station has its ways of dealing with female thieves like you. I know that. Once you're in there, they'll strip you naked for questioning, then gang rape you. Four or five policemen will do it to you. After that, do you dare to speak up? Do you dare to oppose the police?!" "Think this through. If you're with me, it'll be over in one go. You can leave as you please, I won't make things difficult for you. Only the two of us will know, no one else will ever know. But if you go in, not only will you be gang-raped every day, but you

'll also be a thief for life, for life. Think about it yourself!" The girl was clearly stunned by my words, standing there blankly. In my experience, this meant she was giving in. I couldn't miss this opportunity, or she would change her mind. Quick as a flash, I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into the supermarket's storage room. I turned on the dim light, locked the door, and the girl's expression was blank, tears streaming down her face.

I spread a blanket that was usually used in the storage room on the floor, helped her lie down, and impatiently took off her top. A pink silk bra was revealed before my eyes. I gently unhooked the bra, and a pair of small but very round breasts were about to spill out. I couldn't resist licking her tender pink nipples. My instincts told me this was rape, and I couldn't flirt too much; it would be a waste of time. So I immediately pulled down her skirt. The girl offered no resistance. She was wearing thin white panties; you could vaguely see her pubic hair through them. It was irresistible. Take it off! Take it off! I want to do it! I muttered to myself as I stripped this beauty naked, removing all my own clothes and freeing my huge penis.

I couldn't hold back anymore. If I wanted to flirt, I'd have to take her first. With that thought, I spread her legs and thrust hard into her. The girl frowned slightly but didn't make much of a sound. Heh, obviously not a virgin, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy. Since she wasn't a virgin, what difference did one more make? I began to thrust fiercely, kneading her breasts vigorously. It was amazing; the feeling of rape was unparalleled. I was panting heavily. I wanted to ejaculate, to shoot inside her, to possess her, she was being ravaged by me! My speed increased, my strength grew, and the girl began to react, her body swaying with my movements, letting out soft moans. I yelled: "You little beast, you stole my stuff! I'll fuck you to death, I'll pound you until you're dead, I'll make you eat my cum!"

I had no intention of making her feel good or reach orgasm; I was ravaging her, I wanted pleasure, I wanted an orgasm! After about 10 minutes of continuous thrusting, my blood vessels were still constricting, my head was burning, it was coming, it was coming~~~~~ I was going to ejaculate, I shouted: "Fuck you to death!!!" Then, streams of hot semen poured into the girl's vagina, one after another, the girl couldn't hold back anymore, moaning joyfully: "Mmm~~~~ Mmm~!!"

Exhausted, I collapsed onto her breasts, my whole body pressing her tightly beneath me.

The little girl gradually regained her senses and said in a soft voice, "Can I go now?"

I pinched her nipple and said, "Uncle hasn't had enough fun with you yet. Since I've already ejaculated inside, let Uncle enjoy himself one more time, okay, little girl?"

She pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and her body slowly relaxed. My plan had worked perfectly. The rape was complete, so she had no possibility of resistance, nor any need to resist. Now, I could confidently and boldly have my way with this little girl.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile, slowly bending down to suckle her breasts...

Of course, after this, I would truly let her go. After all, it was rape, and I had already gotten my way, so I didn't want to cause any more trouble, lest things get complicated.

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