“Last night I had a dream”
“It always starts off like that. Don’t be an idiot.” She sips her coffee, it’s too hot, you can tell by look of her face. Some of her brown hair falls down and lands lightly on the side of the mug as she holds it to her mouth and blows. She was only thirteen, but the man with her was 12 years her elder. He was her mentor for school. It was something they both didn’t want to do, but could get credit for. They had nothing in common. Fredrick was a short almost pudgy fellow with golden hair that curled. His hair amplified his head making him seem bigger than he really was. Laura on the other hand was a blossoming beauty, her lips perfect size for her small yet curvy frame. She hated these meetings with Fredrick, but had to endure them once a week. It had been eight weeks now at the coffee shop, every morning before school, they were to discuss mathematics, yet Laura refused to do so.
“So this dream you had.” Her coffee had cooled and she was now casually sipping, while lightly kicking her back pack underneath the table.
“It was about my parents again.” Fredrick had tea, he never drank coffee, though over the past couple of months Laura had done her best to persuade him to do so.
“Theses dreams you have about your parents are weird.”
“I know, do you think there is something wrong with me?”
“Most likely , but you’re just trying to put it off.”
“Put what off?”
“It’s the 18th remember?”
“Oh yeah right.” Fredrick had a nervous twitch, which he took medication for. Now he needed it the most. Over the past weeks they had been talking about their parents. How they were raised and what kind of environment, produced two such people. It had been Laura’s idea to play the role of mother and father. Fredrick wasn’t exactly sure what he was getting himself into, considering Laura’s upbringing was one filled with pain and suffering. Her parents were too poor to feed her. Her father molesting her constantly until the mother caught them both. That’s when Laura began to fail on her school work and needed a tutor. Fredrick had come from a very strict Catholic family. He attended church regularly, and his parents had spoiled him since the day he was born. He was an only child, Laura on the other hand, had 4 brothers all younger than her.
“Hello, I’m Mrs. Elizabeth Ronald.” Laura’s face brightened and she put her hand to her chest as she stared at Fredrick. He looked around to see if anyone was watching, but the small tables outside the coffee shop were empty, maybe that’s why she had picked this place, maybe this was all a set up, still Fredrick didn’t mind. Laura was beautiful, the thick hair she had seemed to almost glow as it fell past her shoulders. Her skin was tight and tanned and curved in all the right places. It had seemed she was a grown women to him, yet only because of the time they had spent together.
“We can’t do this, I won’t let you do this.” Laura’s face turned sour with his rejection of her idea.
“You promised me.”
“You know where, of course not here.” Laura looked at her watch and then at Fredrick.
“We have two hours, let’s just leave now, so we have time.” The agreement was that Fredrick would act as Laura’s Father, and Laura would act as his mother, a very strict non sexual woman who would be raped. Laura was a virgin. In the past she had tried to conger up her first sexual experience. She would dream about what it would be like and how handsome the man would be, this was before the molestation, before she became so beautiful that even her own father couldn’t resist, yet she had never had intercourse. She began to throw her dreams of sex down the toilet, and wanted the first time to be with someone who she could control. She wanted to dominate, then be degraded by rape. With her father she had never fought back, and just accepted that he would touch her, taste her and sometimes ejaculate on her. She never told anyone, except Fredrick.
“I didn’t mind it. Can you believe that?”
“Didn’t mind what?”
“Yeah I know, I will be him for you Laura.” Fredrick was also a virgin though he was 25. He had begun fantasying about Laura almost immediately after their third or fourth visit. He became even more obsessed with Laura after she had confessed what her father had done. Fredrick wasn’t a pretty guy. He had pimples that dotted his face. They were disgustingly red and it had looked like someone had shot him with a bb gun over and over. His body type was out of proportion with his head, skinny in some places fat in others. He did have one blessing he knew Laura would like, and that was his dick. It was a good 9 inches when hard, and the thought of that made him smile.
“Let’s go then.” Frederick got into his small mini coop. It was just a present he got from his mother for no reason what so ever. He was constantly getting these presents and it never struck him as odd before he met Laura. Laura got in the passenger seat and closed her eyes.
“Wait.” He turned on the car but kept it in park.
“Are you sure no one knows about this place?”
“Yeah when my parents bought the house, they were not informed of basement. It was under my bed, that’s how I found it.”
“Yes, but how do you KNOW they don’t know?”
“Because, my mother had bitched about wanting a basement and wanting to move, she hates the house.”
“OK just double checking.” He put the car in reverse and backed up quickly throwing Laura’s head back and then forward.
“Drive safe please.”
“I will” Frederick said with a smile on his face.
They pulled up to house. It seemed to Laura that the driveway alone could be its own road. It was long and led to a large home, that she thought resembled the white house.
“Is there anyone in there?” She said as he parked the car in front of his house.
“Not now, the maids won’t come until 10 and Elizabeth and Frank are at work.”
Laura was starting to get nervous as Frederick got out then stared at her through the window. She was almost ready to back out of the whole plan, but as she looked at Fredrick’s ugly fat face, she decided to go forward and opened the car door slowly.
The pebbles under her feet made a crunching noise as she walked to the main entrance to Fredrick’s house. She held his hand lightly, as they made their way inside. It was beautifully decorated with art of naked men and women, the ceiling was vaulted and in the center hung some sort of vintage chandelier , that served no purpose at all. She tightened her grip, the house was making her uneasy.
“Ah so this is your life.”
“Let’s just hurry up and go to my bedroom, you have school soon, and I don’t want to get in trouble.”
“Your right. Lets race! I’ll follow you!” Laura’s childlike essence had Fredrick in a trance, he loved it when she said or did something dumb. He became intoxicated with the smell of her youth, as she would sometimes see him after playing a game of soccer, or volleyball. He had never liked young girls before, it was only Laura who had him interested. He was tutor in the past to other youths, none of which he felt any sort of attraction for. It was only Laura and his heart began to pound as she ran from room to room, trying to find his. He ran with her, then past her opening a door and letting her in to his most private area. His bedroom.
“This place stinks, and why don’t you have any poster’s up or any decorations, like the rest of the house?”
“Because I’m not into art Laura, but my room doesn’t smell, I just had it cleaned yesterday.” The smell was that of floral essence, something Laura had only smelt at department stores in the candle isle. There was a full size bed with dark blue blankets in the middle of the room. Also there was a closet, and another door Laura had assumed was the bathroom, besides that the place was empty. This made her a bit uncomfortable.
“Just move the bed and let’s do this.” He didn’t have move the bed much. The entrance to the basement was close to the wall, so he only scooted the bed down about a foot. Under his bed was a rug he had glued to the door. When he opened it, there was only a square of darkness.
“This is creepy, like a movie or something.” Fredrick smiled at this remark.
“Don’t worry it’s not that dark down there, but I put a twin bed in there for us. You will really like it, I swear. I’ll go down first if it makes you feel better and turn on the light so you can see your way down.”
“Yep. OK you go.” Fredrick climbed down the stairs and faded into the darkness. Laura looked down after him and smiled as the light deep down came on and she could see the latter.
“Ok I’m coming down, make the bed.” She screamed through the small entrance. She walked to the edge of the bed and pushed as hard as she could until it was over the entrance and almost against the wall. She crawled under the bed, and opened the door to the basement back up, then slid her small body through and began her decent down the latter. When in the basement, she noticed a variety of things that made her want to gag. There was a dildo, some lube, and some porn on the small TV in the corner. Also on the wooden coffee table he had laid out magazines, and rope (her request) and condoms. Fredrick jumped in the small bed and smiled.
“Take off your clothes Fredrick, I mean Mr.Paul Freiman.” She smiled and Fredrick took off every inch of clothing he had on. He laid on the bed sideways letting his limp dick drop down. Even soft, Laura’s eyes lit up with amazement at the size of it. She took off her shirt and bra. Her hair dropped as she had some of pinned up, she had let it free by releasing a bobby pin which she put in her pocket. Fredricks dick became hard and Laura smiled as she approached him.
“I’m Elizabeth, and I want you Paul, but I must tie you up first. I want to ease yourself in me.” Trying not to get out of character, Fredrick laid on his back and let Laura tie his ankles and wrists up. This wasn’t the same scenario they had planned out, but as her nipples grazed his skin, he was more than willing to be tied up.
“Oh Elizabeth what are you doing?”
“I know this wrong Paul, but we must. I need to own you. Paul you have been a very bad man. You need to be punished.” Fredrick was liking the voice she was using, it sounded a bit deeper, more sexual, she seemed older.
“It was a mistake Elizabeth, I couldn’t help myself the girl was so beautiful, my dick couldn’t handle it. I needed to show her.” After completely tying him up, Laura stepped back and laughed.
“You are blessed I see.” Fredrick’s naked body was appalling to Laura, but his penis was target, not the body as a whole.
“You know what I’m going to do?” Fredrick’s face lit up but he was confused as to why she was speaking out of character.
“Fuck me?” Laura reached in her pocket and pulled something out, hiding it as she knelt down right next to his still hard dick.
“I’m gonna blow you.” Fredrick was confused but pleased. He closed his eyes and laid his head back. Laura lightly touched his penis, running her finger from the tip to the start of his balls. She grabbed them with her small hands and put eight rubber bands around them.
“What are you doing Elizabeth?” Fredrick said trying to stay in character, after all that’s what she wanted.
“Oh dear Paul, I am making you pay for what you did.” She lightly slapped his penis.
“Elizabeth you are teasing me, and you are making me suffer so very much, please get this torture over with.” Fredrick’s balls were starting to hurt, though his penis remained hard, the rubber bands were very tight and it felt as if someone were squeezing them hard. Laura began to laugh, and Fredrick smiled at her.
“Oh Paul.” She started to suck his penis, and Fredrick moaned. She could handle it. All of him in her throat, not gagging, or teething, he started to wonder if she had done this before. Though his balls were nearly numb, he began to feel as though an orgasm was coming. He moaned and Laura stopped.
“Shut up Paul, you’ve been bad, very fucking bad.” She looked around the room and found some duck tape. Fredrick thought he was in heaven, and allowed her to tape his mouth shut.
“Now let’s try this again.” She said slapping his thighs. She grabbed at his balls which had changed color by now, and squeezed hard, Fredrick made a slight movement, but nothing to the extent of which would show he was in pain. Laura slid his dick down her throat again. Fredrick wanted to cry out, but he couldn’t. After about 10 mins of Laura playing with his dick, he began to wonder why he couldn’t come. He wanted to tell her that they needed to leave but couldn’t because of the tape. Laura was holding something in her hand something she had grabbed from her back pocket, he thought maybe it was a condom. She began sucking and licking it again, and Fredrick closed his eyes. She began using her tiny hands to stroke his penis.
“You’ve been so bad. I’m only 13 you know.” She was out of character and Fredrick opened his eyes immediately beginning to feel helpless.
“Paul, you have to pay for what you have done.” She said it using her normal voice and Fredrick felt sting of pain coming from his balls. He wanted to cry out and stop her, he didn’t know what was going on, but his dick remained pointed towards the ceiling. With one hand Laura had begun slice away at the tip of the skin of his balls. She was using a razor blade, and wanted to see inside of the package which all men held. She straddled Fredrick, and he became alarmed with the feel of warm fluid under his ass.
“Paul I’m going to put it in now.” The combination of pain and pleasure was too much for him, he pulled at his restraints, but without success, he was trapped. Laura slid on to his dick with her back towards him. She had cut a straight line across his balls, and was peeling away the skin to see what was inside. Nothing but blood and mass of tissue, she decided just to cut the whole thing off. Fredrick couldn’t feel anything. Though he saw her slowly riding up and down, he wondered why his penis had become almost completely numb.
His penis was starting to go limp inside of her, the blood was beginning to pool and travel in river, she knew he would know soon his destiny, so she took the covers and bunched them up where his balls use to be. She let herself slide off of his dick and she stood before him. He looked down and began to panic, his eyes wide with terror.
“Paul why do you think those covers are red? Oh that’s right you can’t speak to me. Paul you need not fuck little girls or they may hurt you. They may hurt you bad. There shouldn’t be anymore of you Paul, I made sure of that.” But Paul had passed out. Laura shrugged and untied him then looked at his body. He would certainly die with all the blood loss. That she was sure of, but she did want him to fuck her. To be the naughty person he was. For a moment she wished she would have given him a chance. She looked about the room and found a picture hanging up with a naked blonde spreading her legs. She ripped the picture off and pulled the nail from the wall. She was going to stick it in his penis and leave him. That was the plan, at least, until she turned around to see Fredrick standing pale and confused in front of her. Laura panicked and dropped the nail frozen in her position. He tore the bandage from his mouth and looked down.
“You thought I would let you live?” Fredrick said with a smile on his face. Laura’s body began to shake viciously, and she edged her way to the door. Fredrick grabbed her wrist and threw her on the bed. She hit the wall hard and began to see stars. Fredrick walked over with a knife in his hand.
“They will fucking catch you” Laura screamed as she tried to get out of bed. Fredrick jumped on top of her, and held her down.
“Don’t care Laura. I don’t care anymore. I’m . . .” But he was getting dizzy and she could feel the blood drip down between her thighs. He shook his head and held her down with one hand. With his right hand he put the knife to her vagina, and slowly pushed it in.
“How does it feel” He mumbled, looking as though he had taken some sort of drug. Laura began screaming and kicking, but Fredrick held strong until the knife was all the way in. He began to push it in and out, letting it cut her tender insides. After four or five time’s he threw the hunting knife to the ground and put his penis inside of her. She was screaming so loud, that Fredrick thought he would lose his hearing. He let go of one of her hands and she began to beat him, as he tried to shut her up. As Fredrick fucked her, his mind became filled with the fantasy of the two together, consensual, loving, romantic type of love making. When he opened his eyes he saw nothing but white, and his head began to fade to black. He was going to orgasm, or so he thought.
Laura pushed his body off of hers, and let him lay flat on the floor, still bleeding all over the place she smiled. She took his knife and put duck tape back on his mouth, then a piece on each eye. She was bleeding but not as badly as he was. With a black marker she drew over the duck tape that went from ear to ear. A smile. Then for the eyes two X’s. She took the knife which held her own blood and cut deep in her drawling. If Frederick were to wake up, he would be blind mute. She thought it was a nice finishing touch. Slowly she stripped of her clothes and tried to wipe all the blood off of herself. She climbed the latter and left Fredrick laying peacefully on the floor. She jumped in the shower on the lower level, and put on a pair of extra clothes from her backpack. Her vagina wasn’t bleeding as bad as she thought so she just put a pad on lining her underwear. She looked at her watch.
“Fuck” She said to herself.
“I’m going to be late again.”