Little Girl Lost!

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Little Girl Lost!
I was doing a routine patrol through one of our city parks when I first saw her. Her long wavy blond hair caught my eye, then she turned and saw me. She gave me a smile of relief, and she began to beam as she ran to me on her slim athletic legs.
I gave her a friendly smile back and hunkered down as the girl ran into my welcoming arms and hugged my neck affectionately. She’d never seen me before, but she had been told all her life, if you get lost or in trouble go to a police officer. This gave me a trust level with the little darling right up there with purple dinosaurs and blue cookie monsters. All police officers are trustworthy, aren’t we?
My name is Bill Smith and I’m a cop. I asked her in calm tones, as I looked her over, assessing her. “Do you need help, Miss?” She was an adorable child and seemed just the sort any parent would be immensely proud of. She stood several inches short of five foot tall and appeared to be perhaps twelve years old. She had big blue eyes, an incredible smile, and lips that would break the hearts of dozens of boys and men if given the time.
“Yes, please Officer.” The girl confided. “I’m Susan Benson. I was on my way home from my bus stop when Zippy, a dog on my street, chased me again! He chased me away from my house so I ran here. Could you please take me home?”
“I’ll do more than that, Miss,” I told her. “The dogs owner will get a citation and a good scolding from me for threatening your safety, so he’ll never allow his dog loose to bother you again.” I took Susan’s hand in mine reassuringly and began walking her to my patrol car as I alertly scanned our surroundings. There seemed to be no one else in the park.
I opened the passenger side door and shifted my grip on the girl’s hand to pull it behind her as I shoved her face down onto the seat. She put her other hand out to cushion her fall and I twisted it behind her back to join the one I held behind her. I got the roll of duct tape I keep under the seat and wrapped some quickly around each of her wrists, connecting them. I then slapped several inches of it across her lips, and a wrap around her ankles.
Susan had been struggling the entire time, she was a strong child, but was no problem for an officer trained and experienced in restraining grown men. I looked around one more time for witnesses, and seeing none I climbed across her, pulling the passenger door closed behind me. I sat in the driver’s seat and roughly shoved my right hand into Susan’s blouse. Forcing her small bra aside I took one of her nipples between my finger and thumb and pinched and twisted as hard as I could. I warned her, “Be still, baby cunt, or I’ll cut your nipples off and feed them to you!”
She gamely made another try when we pulled up behind a car at an intersection. She struggled desperately to push her gagged face up into view of the cars around us. I roughly grabbed her head and shoved it into my lap, then pinched her nose shut. It didn’t take but a few seconds for her to realize I could dish out much more asphyxiation than she could survive! She was very still during the rest of the drive while I enjoyed groping her little breasts and nipples.
We were at my home within a few minutes, and I pulled my patrol car into my garage, so I could get the girl inside unseen. I pulled the tape off her ankles, drug her to her feet and steered her inside to the bed where I planned to secure her. I enjoyed stripping her sexy little body.
The mounds of her tiny tits may only have bulged an inch from her chest, but her nipples were already something special. Her areola were about the size of a quarter and puffy with tasty looking little nipples extending from them. I wanted to chew them and bite them off, but knew I had to be patient and enjoy them for a while first.
I chained her to the four bed corners using padded cuffs. The sight of the helpless Young girl had my cock as hard as it’s ever been in my life. When I removed the tape from her mouth and attempted to kiss her she spat at me. I went to my toy locker and brought back a few items. One item was a table tennis paddle. I briskly slapped each of her small breasts a dozen times with it, and she rewarded me with shrill shrieks of pain! I attempted to kiss her again, and she continued to scream and cry so I gave her another dozen hard slaps on each beautiful little tit!
“We’ll let that lesson sink in for a few hours, Slave.” I put a ball gag in her mouth, and forced a big lubed vibrating butt plug into her ass as she struggled against her restraints and screamed into her gag. I wanted that little ass stretched wide enough for me to fuck.
I investigated her tight little girl snatch next and it was marvelous! It was surrounded by light downy hair. I could barely get a moistened finger into it she was so tight, and my finger met an obstruction. I had kidnapped a virgin!