place, so it was fairly cut off from view. I was happy, and sang to myself as I did my work. I stepped out at the back for a little cool air, and whilst out I bent down to pee, lifting my shirt well up out of the way, so that all below my waist was fully exposed, I then went back into the kitchen to finish my work. I had not been there long when I was suddenly seized by a pair of powerful hands from behind by a big man, a hobo or tramp, who at that time infested the district. He clamped his hand over my mouth before, in my fright and shame, I could cry out. He put his hand up my skirt and ripped my bottom, inserting one finger between my thighs he thus lifted me up. I now felt his thick finger sink deeply into my little slit to the knuckles. He could see my bare legs as they dangled and kicked out before him; I struggled more from fright than anything, though he still held me in this position. He now pulled his hand away from my bottom, and began to smack it as hard as he could. He still had his hand to my mouth and I was stood up pressed to him sideways. He now put me across his knee and belabored my bottom soundly, and hit me right on my wet cunnie several times. Then he again rammed his finger at one push up my pussy and worked it in and out very rapidly – I was still laid over his knee. It made me feel good, – though I dared not show it to him. He now let me get up and tied a cloth over my mouth saying he'd kill me if I did not let him do what he wanted of me, that if I was good and kept still no harm would befall me. I had heard of these bad man and knew it was best for me to let him do all he wanted if I was not to get killed perhaps. So I surrendered to him.
He sat on the side of the bed, and made me stand between his legs. He turned me around and around, viewing my backside and pinching it and prodding it, then he'd turn me till my front faced him, when my titties would be rudely squeezed, the nipples pulled out and let go so the tit would rebound back and quivver. He then slapped my belly, then my cunnie, which he now got hold of in his hand and pulled it out as far as it would go and let it then bounce back, where it quivered and trembled a little like jelly. He now pulled out of his pants an enormous cock. He took my hand and forced me to grip it. He held my closed hand on it and worked it up and down over the head of his cock, then told me to do it myself without his helping me. I desisted for a moment when he gave me a fierce smack on my cunnie that made me jump in the air. I now performed the task for him in fear. He made me stand in front of him with my belly right up to him and made me rub his cock fast up and down the lips of my pussy. Soon I felt him shoot a stream of white, hot cream about my belly, some of it going inside my slit.
All the time I was performing on him he was pawing me, either my titties, which he sucked, or my bottom, into which he jerked his finger.
He now made a strange request. He told me to stand right in front of him, close up, and piss. He reached out his hand to the table and got a tin basin and held it or rather made me hold it between my outstretched legs. I had only a few moments-before peed outside and though I had no more pee in me. But I have learned since, that nervousness can induce this function rapidly, so I myself was surprised to see my pee come in little nervous jets. All the time he had both hands around behind my bottom. He could feel it grip as I exerted myself to pee, and this sight of my hairless cunnie pouting its plump lips, sucking in and out in peeing, made his cock as rigid as possible. When I had done it he carried me over to the bed, lay me on it, or rather threw me on it. One foot remained on the floor, the other was stretched out on the bed, my pussy was thus fully exposed to him. I now became really more alarmed than ever, for I thought I could never get such an enormous cock into my little belly. He now took a position between my well opened thighs, paced one hand over my mouth, seized his cock and placed the big head to my trembling cunnie. I held my breath in anticipation of the pain and struggle so unequal and held myself in readiness for the ripping open of my poor little belly as I then surely thought. He began by running the head slowly and firmly up and down the length of my slit. Gradually inserting the head. He got a-bout an inch of it, then took hold of my bottom in both hands, gripping tightly and fiercely each cheek and pulling me up to him forcing his cock slowly into me. Never before had I felt such a tearing, stretching of my pussy lips as they tried to accommodate such a monster. It was fortunate that there was plenty of his gism all about the parts which helped it to slide into me less painfully than otherwise it would with out that oil-like substance. Up, up, up I felt it making its terrible way into me, till at last I had the full length of it in me, so that his big bag of hard nuts rattled against my bottom as he held the cheeks cruelly wide apart. Madly he worked it in and out to its full length. I felt most thoroughly packed tightly and it began to give me some pleasure, for I could not help but meet his advances by showing my belly up to him, which pleased him I saw. All at once I felt one of his fingers dart rapidly into my bottom and work about inside there in all directions. This had an electric effect on me for I remember I worked as furiously as my assailant. One hand now seized one of or other of my bouncing titties, or he'd mould one while he ravenously sucked the other. Soon I felt the biggest stream of hot milk shoot into me. I was so packed inside with his big cock, that there was no room left for even liquid, so that I felt it dribbling down my belly bottom, which was thoroughly lathered by it. He now pulled it out and immediately fell on his knees and began to suck my hot pussy, wet with his gism. Again he made me spend. All the time he was feeling my legs, thighs, belly, titties, or bottom, roaming at will where he pleased while I just lay there still and helpless.
Though I must confess the fires of lust were now more then thoroughly awakened in me, arid I responded to him by various movements of my body.
He now asked me to get up and kneel on the floor on my hands and knees. I did so, he got behind me and rubbed his tool all about my protruding bottom. He told me to open my thighs, and I jumped with surprise and pain as I now felt his cock strike very hard against my pussy. Bang after bang he gave it to me with the full, rigid length of it, then seizing my tits he rammed it in at one fierce and sudden push till I felt my very womb double up inside my belly. I uttered a suppressed moan of pain at this unexpected attack, but he continued to fuck me rapidly till I again felt the soothing river of gism shoot into me. Looking down between my legs I could see his staff working in and out of me, and now beheld the thick drops of gism drip from my pussy on to the floor.
Out his cock came with a “plop” like noise. Again it visited my bottom, gently pressing firmly against the little hole. To my horror I now felt it digging its way gradually into my bottom. Good Lord, the pain was terrible, I fainted here. How long I remained thus I do not know, it could not have been more than a minute, but when I came to my senses I felt his cock working its full length in and out of my poor bottom which was contracting on it and gripping his bag of nuts that was pressed up between the cheeks. Now the hot juice began to be shot up my bottom. I could feel it in jets as his rigid cock stiffened with each ejaculation. He pulled it out, and again the popping noise I heard. He now made me squat on my heels while he put his face under my bottom, then he told me to let his gism fly out of my bottom, which I was glad to do, as my bowels felt uncomfortable with that great load of gism in it. Out came the stream on the floor while he prodded my cunnie with his finger. It must have been a rare sight for him to see a young girl's smooth skinned, silky plump, hard bottom letting out his hot milk. Once more, while I was in this position, he stood up and again began to beat my bottom with the palm of his hand, harder and harder they became, thighs, cunt and bottom got a thorough beating as I now squirmed with pain. He now stood me on my feet and finished off by giving my trembling bottom several hard smacks, all the time the sight of my quivvering bottom as I stood before him gave him intense joy. He said he was through with me, and that if I shouted out as he was going he would come back and shoot me, showing me a pistol. I assured him I would be quiet and told him to go away as quick as he could and leave me. He left. I ran and locked the door, and threw myself on the bed all sore from the rude attack I had gone through. I was so glad when father and mother came, which was very shortly after. I told them all what had happened to me during their absence. Of course they were mortified, but what could they do, the man had fled, and they did not want it to become known that I had been attacked, as it would be liable to disgrace me. Mother hugged me and cried, put me to bed, bathed my sore parts most tenderly and sent Frank for the doctor. Mother told him what had happened, and he was crazy over it, however, he advised that it must be kept quiet for the girl's sake, for she'll get over it in a day or two. He asked me all about it, and I took pleasure in telling him all details in a blank and childish way, so that as he stood by the bed I could see his cock beating and throbbing violently in his pants. I think it got out somehow, in a sub-rosa way, and it may have had its effects in keeping me from proposals of marriage from any young man I would have accepted.
The doctor washed me thoroughly, using some kind of instrument. Upon leaving me he said I must lay still for two days, then come to his office at four o'clock when he would have more time to examine me more thoroughly after the inside parts had restored themselves. I obeyed, and in due time, mother sent me to the doctor. I was called into his private office after the last patient had left. He put me on the operating table, lowered it a bit, took off my panties, and examined my slit.
He stroked and molded it so nicely that I soon became hot under his clever touches, for I could not help but move my bottom up and down and side ways slightly, but enough for him to notice my excitement. He pronounced my cunt to be all right, and as he stood up to me he held my thighs apart and deliberately slipped what was
