The Judge Molests His New Orphans

By Powerone

M/b(12), M/g(10)/g(13), PEDO, cbt, humil, mast, bdsm

Chapter 6

Punishing Them for Pleasure

“That’s a lot of money,” James questioned the Judge.

“Yes, but I know your perversions, James. Poor little Grace wouldn’t be in usable shape for a month.” James liked little girls, but not just to just fuck them. He wanted to punish them first; only then would his cock get hard enough to fuck them.

James had seen Grace and he had to have her. And it wasn’t really that much money to him, he just liked to get a good bargain. That is why he had so much money. “She’ll fuck when you tell her to. I saw you take her while riding the ridge. And in the ass. I’m sure you did her again that night.”

“Yes, young girls are quite resilient, their bodies able to take a lot of abuse.” He made believe he was pondering deeply. “Okay, but just because it is you and you are one of my best friends.” He was already charging him twice what he charged everyone else, giving back a little would make him a better customer. “I’ll have her delivered tomorrow morning. I presume that you want her at your house where you have the necessary toys to play with her lovely body to your satisfaction?”

“Yes, that would be excellent. I will return her by the next morning unless I have some unexpected problems.” That meant unless he had to get her medical treatment sooner.

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Grace was worried, the Judge telling her that she would be visiting a man. And that she would have to be a good girl and obey him. That is what scared her, most men the Judge knew wanted to do things to her. And they were usually painful. She was taken to a large house, even grander than the Judge’s. She was dropped off at the front door, Grace looking so tiny next to the large double doors. She heard the chimes as she rang them, the door opening, an older man answering it. She had seen him before, the Judge telling her that his name was James.

“Come in, Grace.” He ushered her into the house, his eyes devouring her as she passed. The Judge had dressed her like the little ten year old girl she was, a simple dress that clung to her immature body, a little tight in the bodice to accent her little titties that poked out. It had buttons up the front.

She felt him watching her as she walked, his eyes staring at her. She was surprised that he wasn’t like the Judge and others, not seeing the usual bulge in the front of his pants. Maybe he wouldn’t do nasty things to her. She walked to the end of the hall, two large doors looking forbidden. She waited while he opened them. Her hopes diminished quickly when she saw inside. It was like some of the Judges furniture, but more of it. All were heavy wooden beams, covered with leather straps. They were meant to tie someone tight. Her! She looked up at him, but his face held an evil grin, Grace knowing well enough not to even say a word. There was no way to talk these evil men from their nasty things.

James stopped her in front of the chair. It was a gynecologist chair, but modified especially for him. He wanted more movement, legs spread wide until they almost split up the middle. And it would raise and lower, varying heights depending on his particular perversion at the time, her pussy, her mouth or her asshole all brought to the convenient height to be breached. “Keep your hands at your side no matter what I do,” he ordered her in a deep, demanding voice. She was trembling and it was already making his cock begin to come to life.

His hands were all over her, touching her in places that good girls didn’t allow, but her hands trembled at her side, her tiny fingers clenched in tight fists. He pinched her boobies, his fingers harsh as he found her nipples, her lip clenched in pain as he pushed the blood from them. It felt like he was trying to tear them off of her chest. He slapped her ass, hard, hitting each cheek before he spun her around, his large hand going between her thighs, his fingers digging into her sex as he clenched his hand tight between her legs. His fingers dug into her sex, painfully pressing between her delicate lips, but he cared little, grunting as her legs almost rose off the ground as he grabbed her sex. He released her sex, but he wasn’t finished. His hand stroked her face, a fat finger that smelled of stale cigars rubbed across her lips. She had no choice as his finger pushed into her mouth, opening her lips as fat fingers pushed into the depths of her mouth, rubbing his foul tasting fingers over her tongue. He pushed them in and out, just like the men did with their cocks, Grace knowing that he would do the same. “EEEEGGH,” she choked as his fingers pushed deep into her mouth, jamming against her throat until she gagged loudly, the fingers finding it easier to enter her throat. They scratched her delicate throat, thick fingers sliding up and down, his other hand holding her head tightly. She gagged and choked, his grip on her tighter, Grace unable to get away from him.

James pulled his hands from her mouth, his fingers glistening with her spit, Grace gasping as she filled her lungs. He tore her dress, his large hand finding her bodice, the long string of buttons flying haphazardly around the room. He pulled it from her, her tiny body flung around like a sack of potatoes. He threw the torn dress into the corner; she wouldn’t need it any longer, James would enjoy her naked. She only had a small pair of virginal panties on. His hands made short work of them, pulling on them until the fragile material tore into shredded rags. He looked at her, her hands trying modestly to cover her pussy and her breasts. This from a girl that had already been fucked in most of her holes, acting like she was still innocent.

He slapped her hands away from her breasts, his fingers finding her naked boobies, his powerful fingers gripping her nipple, pinching them until they felt like they were caught in a vise. Her legs trembled as she endured the painful shooting pain in her breast, James twisting and turning the crushed flesh until she thought he was going to tear it from her chest. When she thought she couldn’t stand it any longer, he released it, the shooting pain returning as the blood rushed to the sensitive tips. His hands played across her other boobie, his fingers teasing the tip. She didn’t know why her body responded as it did, Grace knowing that as the tip grew it only made it a bigger target for him. His fingers found it, hurting more now that it was swollen. He yanked her up by her nipple, Grace standing on her toes while the pain shot through her chest. His fingers found her other nipple, pinching the bruised flesh, yanking her up by her nipples. She swayed on her toes, her nipples feeling like they were stretched over a foot, his fingers so powerful as they gripped them.

Grace looked down, her flat chest red from where his hands squeezed her skin, but it was her nipples that stood out. They were like tiny pebbles, dark red from the abuse, but she never saw them so big before. She was wondering if they would ever go down.

“Spread your legs,” his voice was impatient, his arousal increasing. He looked at her, her tiny, spindly legs spreading, her bald pussy, a thin slit on her unblemished flesh. His hand slid over her belly, one hand on her ass to keep her from moving away. One finger dug between her tight pussy lips, her ass shoved back on his hand, another finger snaking between her cheeks to press against her hot asshole. His fingers began to tap on her pussy and asshole, back and forth, her body jerking uncontrollably.

His fingers slipped between her lips, pressing against her pussy. She could feel the thickness of his finger. In spite of taking the Judge’s cock inside her, his finger still felt large, her hole shrinking back down. She tried to move away, but his other hand slipped between her sweat drenched cheeks, his finger already hurting as it pushed on her anal ring, sore from taking the Judge’s massive cock up her tiny hole. It hurt each time the Judge did her in the backside, but he enjoyed her cries of pain. Now her body was buffeted back and forth, twin fingers playing against her once virgin holes, trying to breach them. Her hips rocked back and forth, unable to control her own movements. First his finger would try to enter her dry pussy, Grace pushing her ass to escape, only finding her anus impaled on a finger poised to breach her there. He did this for long minutes, the tips of his fingers forced dryly inside her, her muscles trying to force out the unnatural invasion.

He felt her tiny holes clinging to the tips of his fingers, imagining what it would be like with his cock inside her. Before he returned her to the Judge, he would have her in all her holes, some of them many times, her mouth used to bring his cock back to hardness each time. He pulled his fingers from between her pussy lips and ass cheeks. His hand swung in the air, slapping hard against her immature mound with a sickening thud. He ass shot back. “Still, I told you.” He swung again, hitting her mound a second time, his hand on her ass, making her absorb all the pain on her vulva.

He hit her between her legs. Hard, smashing the palm of his hand against her lips with a terrible thud, the pain racing through her legs. He held her tight, Grace unable to do anything as his hand swung again, Grace bracing for the pain, his palm hitting her first, then the sharp pain shooting to her brain. It was so cruel to hit a young girl between her legs, but she looked down and saw the bulge in his pants begin to rise. He was enjoying her cries of pain.

“Sit down,” but he was already pushing her down into the chair, feeling Grace trying to avoid it.

The leather chair was cold against her skin, but her body was responding more to the fear. She saw the stirrups, not fully understanding them, only fearing them because of the leather straps running along them. She knew once she was in them, the straps would hold her in, unable to do anything when he spread her legs. And it would leave her open and vulnerable to whatever evil thing he wanted to do to her. And her sex already ached from the spanking. “Please,” she tried to plead, but James was already buckling the straps around her legs, the first set on her ankles, the next set higher up on her thighs, James pulling them so tight that she could feel the tingling as the numbness already set in.

He looked at her, her white naked body highlighted against the black leather chair, the black straps holding her legs securely to the stirrups. “Now to open you up, Grace.” He began to spread the stirrups, first to the side, her legs parting slowly, his eyes glued to her pussy, her tight lips slowly beginning to part. His cock stirred in his pants, reaching down with one hand to re-arrange it as it began to come alive. Her legs began to tug on the straps as he spread her open wide, seeing the terror in her eyes as her legs spread wider then they should.

“Toooo farrrr!” Grace cried out, her crotch aching, feeling like she was being split up the middle. James cared little, his face etched with an evil grin, not even looking at her face, his eyes staring between her legs. She could feel her pussy lips pulling apart, the damp, cold air blowing on the warm inner lips, sending an evil chill through her body. At last he stopped, her crotch feeling like she was split up the middle, but he wasn’t finished. She felt the stirrups that held her legs pushing back, her legs moving back toward her upper body, Grace feeling like she was split and bent in two. Her ass began to rise from the seat, her hands gripping the rails as she struggled against the tight bondage of her legs.

James watched her ass as it rose up, her cheeks spread wide, her crack barely visible. In the center of her ass, a tiny, pink asshole, more of a star than a hole, peeked out. He could see that the Judge had abused it, James not even fathoming how such a tiny hole could take the Judge’s thick cock, but he too would learn the secret pleasure that her asshole would provide, his cock sheathed in the tight, hot hole before the day was over. He finally stopped, stepping back to look at his prey. Her tiny naked body was spread open, her pussy lips pulled back so far he could almost see inside her, the dark hole so secretive. Even her asshole flowered open under the strain of the spread of her legs. He took the speculum out of the metal container, the metal still frosted from the ice that had cooled it down. He pulled his chair between her legs, one hand on her thigh, seeing the goose bumps appearing on her skin when his cold hand touched her. He took the large speculum and pressed it between her pulled back lips, finding her dark, forbidden hole with ease.

She saw it, almost able to see the coldness in the air above it. It was huge, but it was the coldness that worried her more. She felt it before it touched her, but her body almost went into shock when it entered her. It didn’t feel like something cold, it was more like a knife was shoved inside her, slicing her insides up. Not only the pain, but the thickness of the cruel instruments, her insides feeling like they were tearing as the unyielding cold metal shoved her muscles aside to breach her. “EEEEWWWWWW,” her shrill scream filled the room. “AAAAWWWWWWWGGGG,” she yelled loudly, her insides ablaze in pain. Luckily her hot insides quickly warmed it up, but nothing could make it easier for her immature pussy to accept such a hard, demanding object inside her. And James didn’t just stop once it was in, he began to fuck her with it, pulling it out just a bit, then shoving it back in, her insides pushed aside by the hard metal, each time going deeper and deeper inside her. Luckily she didn’t fully understand the use of the speculum, not understanding that it would open once seated inside her.

She bucked up and down as he fucked her with the speculum, but the straps held her tight, her pussy forced to take the thick metal speculum until he had it fully seated inside her pussy. Her hot pussy heated the cold metal up quickly, but he enjoyed the brief screams of pain he drove from her mouth. He moved closer to her pussy, his hands on the speculum.

She felt so full, her insides stretched around the metal. James was sitting in front of her, his head only inches from her sex, Grace feeling the shame of being inspected so intimately. But nothing could have prepared her for what happened next, shocked to feel it getting bigger inside her. “WWWWHHAATTT!” She felt her insides stretching wider, looking down between her legs, trying to fathom what he was doing to her. “NOOO MORE!” It felt like a giant cock was inside her, not moving, just stretching her from the inside. And James didn’t stop, whatever he was doing continued, painful contractions in her pussy only making it worse. It was worse then when she was raped, not flesh inside her, but cold, unyielding metal. And she didn’t know how far James would stretch her. Would he tear her open? His eyes were glued to what he was doing, Grace sure that he could probably see inside her. He finally stopped, Grace gasping, her chest rising and falling as she tried to breathe, but it was difficult. Her body was on edge, not sure if James would spread her wider, the pain radiating from deep inside her. She felt it moving inside her, just the slightest touch was magnified in her insides. And James was tapping his fingers, the vibrations shooting into her womb.

Her tiny pussy was yanked obscenely wide, her tight opening stretched around the hard metal. She’d be grateful when he fucked her, his hard cock would be much softer then the metal speculum. He shined the light inside her, seeing for the first time inside a pussy. He reached over and picked up the toothbrush. He flicked the bristles, hard, thick bristles, feeling them scratch the skin of his fingers. He pushed it into her, her body jerking uncontrollably as the rough bristles found the soft walls of her stretched pussy.

“EEEEEHH,” it felt like he was using sandpaper on her, but inside. Something rasped painfully along her inner walls, her muscles going into spasms, tightening on the metal speculum that stretched her, making it more painful with each tremor. She was sure she was bleeding, feeling her skin rubbed raw by whatever he had shoved in her. She only wished she could move away, but the straps held her legs pinned, the stirrups keeping her spread. She screamed for minutes, her insides rubbed deeper and deeper, her pussy rubbed until she was sure it was bleeding. Now she really feared getting fucked. It was bad enough when they fucked her with their adult cocks, now her insides would rubbed raw, increasing the pain.

He pulled out the toothbrush, the bristles covered in a coat of pink blood. He stood up, taking off his clothes, Grace watching him as he drew his pants off, his cock hard as it pushed out his shorts. He slipped his shorts down, his cock bouncing free of the confinement. He stroked it, getting longer and thicker. “Time to fuck, Grace. Grip me with your pussy and give me a good ride or I’ll shove the speculum up your ass.” He bent down, released the speculum’s wings, pulling it out slowly as her insides clung to it. He enjoyed the way her tight pussy gripped it almost possessively, already imagining her insides clinging to his cock. He stood between her legs, his body dwarfing hers, his cock already thick and hard at the thought of being inside her.

His cock wasn’t like before, hard and demanding just like the Judge’s. And with her insides rubbed raw, she knew it was going to be a painful fuck, but bound as she was she could only take it, hoping that he would cum in her quickly. She felt the blunt end of his cock, rubbing up and down her pussy lips, gathering up whatever juices her pussy could muster. She felt him press it against her opening, the rubbery head pushing aside all resistance as she was stretched once again. At least his cock wasn’t as hard as the metal speculum, but she still had to stretch to take him inside her. He pushed, grunting loudly as his adult cock forced itself into her immature pussy. No matter how many times the Judge had fucked her, it was almost as painful as the first time. She could never get used to having a cock inside her.

His cock felt like it was caught in a tight vise, her pussy crushing the head the more he shoved inside her. He pulled out, then back in, another half an inch of cock fed into her. It was a long and arduous job, but he enjoyed the way she tightened up even more once he reached the point where he had rubbed her inner walls raw with the toothbrush. Each time he shoved, her muscles would spasm on his cock, gripping it with a death grip; only sheer power allowed him to push in deeper. It took ten minutes, his body covered in sweat, three quarters of his cock inside her. Her face was contoured in pain, biting her lip as the head of his cock beat painfully against her cervix. “I love tight little girls. Now for some fucking, Grace.”

Her insides were ablaze in pain, his cock hurting almost as much as the thing he used to rub her raw. And her dryness only made it worse, but James continued to drive his cock into her until Grace thought it would come out her mouth. Her insides felt bruised when he shoved it all the way in. But pulling out was as painful as shoving in, her insides clinging to the shaft, feeling like sandpaper as his cock rasped along her soft insides. He pulled it half the way out, feeling her insides collapse behind it, only to have him shove it back in with a powerful thrust that sent it crashing back hard against her cervix. He didn’t pause, drawing back out, this time farther out until only the head was trapped by her pussy. She braced herself, but nothing could have prepared her as he shoved back in, making her take the full measure of his thick cock in her battered pussy. She screamed as he tore into her.

He fought the urge to cum, her pussy so tight that he struggled with each thrust. He found her growing wetter, but he knew it was blood, not her natural juices that was making his cock slippery, his cock taking a toll on her young body. And he enjoyed her cries, beginning to fuck her with punishing thrusts, his hips a blur as they moved back and forth, her pussy going from empty to full with each shattering thrust.

Her insides were battered into submission, her muscles giving up the struggle, his cock taking her with a brutality that even the Judge didn’t possess. She knew it would be a long day, a long painful day. He was corkscrewing his hips, his cock banging painfully into the soft side of her insides, stretching her painfully in ways that she was not meant to be stretched from the inside. It only made his cock feel thicker, longer. His hands reached under her ass, pulling her cheeks apart until she felt her anus stretching by the sheer power of his fingers. She feared that is where he would fuck next, hoping that he wouldn’t use the speculum in her backside, sure that he would tear her with the hard instrument.

No longer able to contain himself, he fucked deep inside her, holding his jerking cock into the depths of her young pussy. Her muscles rippled up and down his shaft as the beginning of his orgasm raced through his body. His cockhead swelled, the shaft of his cock carrying the urgent cum that spilled into her young body with powerful jets of hot crème that blasted her insides. He drew his cock out until he couldn’t hold back the second jet of cum, blasting her insides with his ropey cum, his cock sliding along her wet pussy to plunge deep inside her, shoving his cum deep inside her.

She felt the shame as his cum blasted inside her, filling her with the hot crème deep down. His cock slid easily in and out, her pussy soaked in his cum, reamed out by his spewing cock. He pumped her four more times, the last load of cum shoved deep inside her. She was finally thankful as his cock shrunk inside her, Grace learning quickly to squeeze the soft flesh from her body. She could feel the cum leaking out of her pussy.

James stood up, his cock slick with cum, a faint color of pink from her blood, semi hard. He moved the chair back, Grace suddenly looking straight up into the air. He went around the other side, her young, innocent face staring up at him in fear. He dangled his balls over her face, dragging them over her chin and mouth, over her nose and back down.

She felt the prickly hairs on his balls scratching and tickling her soft, sensitive skin, keeping her lips shut tightly. She was almost upside down, her head down so low, fearing that she was at this convenient height for only one reason. Her mouth was level with his cock. She saw his limp cock dripping with cum, keeping her mouth shut in defiance.

“Open wide,” James not daunted by her refusal. He pinched her nose shut and waited, her eyes growing bigger as she tried to hold in her air as long as possible. His cock was poised on her lips, her silky lips wet with his juices. He didn’t have to wait long, her lungs not having the chance to fill before he pinched her nose closed. Her mouth opened wide, sucking in precious air, James not missing the opportunity to push the head of his cock into the breach. By time she filled her lungs, her mouth was also filled. With his cock.

The rubbery head of his slick cock was in her mouth, sitting on her tongue the familiar taste of cum filling her taste buds with its salty flavor. She sucked in the precious air into her lungs through her nose, her nostrils flaring, her mouth stuffed by his limp cock. A sharp slap to her pussy was all the Grace needed for encouragement, her tongue going to work on his cock. First she cleaned it, starting with the head, running over the tip, more cum leaking from the tip. Her tongue curled around the shaft, feeling the thick veins running up the sides. His cock didn’t take long to begin to grow, Grace fearing it as it grew longer. He kept it in her mouth, his stomach pushed hard against her lips. As it grew, it only had one way to go. To the back of her mouth and into her throat. And she was making it grow with her tongue. It pushed to the back of her mouth, the head larger, feeling like a cork in a bottle. He pushed hard against her, the head of his cock making her gag, her mouth opening wider as she choked. But it also opened her throat, the thickening cock pushing deeper into the tight confines of her throat like a snake driving into her body.

She was good, far exceeding the abilities of her age. The Judge had taught her well. His cock grew and crept down into her throat as she struggled beneath him. He only had to keep the pressure up, her throat muscles feeling like hundreds of fingers massaging his cock as it slipped into her throat.

It rubbed hard down her throat, growing in girth as it grew in length. She choked and gagged, but he made no attempt to pull it from her throat, feeling like a plant that grew only in one direction, down her throat. Soft only minutes ago, her throat was making it hard and rigid as it snaked down into her stomach. She feared what he would do once he was hard enough, sure that her mouth and throat was only to make him hard again. She feared that her ass was next.

To Be Continued