The Kid Killer Tapes # 1 Shelly - Sex Stories

The Kid Killer Tapes # 1 Shelly

WARNING– this is a story of underage sex, it involves a prepubescent girl who is 10 years old. It contains graphic depictions of a child being fucked. If this story is likely to offend you, it is best if you refrain from reading it. If you are reading for the purpose of being insulted by the material do not read it – that is a terrible reason to read a story. If you are curious but afraid, you will be offended, then, I would suggest you not read it. If you are reading it to post what a terrible person I am for writing this trash – well then maybe it is good therapy for you, read on, McDuff, read on. I am very aware this is offensive – this is why it is posted in extreme – because – it is extreme. This is the first story in a series of stories. Consider yourself warned and ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK. The Kid Killer Tapes # 1 Shelly By Millie Dynamite She watched him carefully as he pulled up on the chains, testing them. The table did not even move, he looked down under the table it was bolted to the floor. Returning to a normal sitting position he looked over at her. She could feel how cold his stare was. Even so, it burned into her. There was so much hate so much anger. “Well, I have to be here what do you want?” The orange jumpsuit did little to conceal how big a man he was. Well over six feet his bulging muscles strained against the bright cloth. Invariably he ground his teeth and clenched his jaw. The big mans muscles flexed as he continually shifted how he was sitting in ...

... the metal chair. “Jason, I want you to tell me how it all began?” She said readjusting herself in her seat then she flipped on the recorder. The Doctor picked up her pen letting it hover over a pad ready to write her thoughts down. “What the first time I fucked a woman, or a child? The first time I killed someone? Or do you mean when I raped someone for the first time?” There was no emotion in his voice, none at all. He spoke in a flat monotone with what she perceived to be measured words. “The first little girl you had sex with.” “Raped, Killed or just fucked? You know they weren’t all rapes and I didn’t kill all of them – I’m a pretty good looking guy. I don’t have to rape women or girls.” He pumped his massive chest out in pose to show her how attractive he was. “How about the first time you had sex with a young girl, rape or whatever that first time was when you were with a child. Can you tell me about that?” Speaking with a lot of emotions she struggled to control herself. If it were up to her, she would shove her pen in his jugular and watch him bleed out. He as an animal, he did not deserve to live. “Oh, I can tell you everyone I have ever done. I remember them all and I have all the time in the world. Well, until they put that shot in my arm. It was some time ago now, her name is Shelly.” “That’s your wife’s name isn’t it?” “Yes, it is, Michelle sweet girl lovely human being.” “She is also in prison. The only difference between you and her, is she is doing life without ...