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      From: INDEXHTML@NoMail.Com              Abused and Destroyed 3              By Loki925 (M+/g+)              This story is pure fiction and does not resemble anything or anyone in       reality, whatever that is.              After seeing poor Sue's naked little body splattered on the pavement six       stories below the rotted out window, the young girls were too scared to       try climbing down their tied blanket rope. They would have to look for       some other way to escape.              As Anna Christensen predicted, the chief of police found some pretense       to order the case against the Hatchers closed and he removed the police       presence from Hadley Hall.              At midnight the Hatcher brothers gave each other high-fives and walked       through the automatic door. As they always did, A. Hatcher would have       first choice of the little girl fuck meat for the night.              A. Hatcher chose Hailey. He entered the dormitory and pointed to Hailey,       "Your turn."              Hailey knew it was easier to not resist. She silently wept as she       followed A. Hatcher to his private office.              Bertha/Bert Hatcher was drinking a beer and looking at the clock. In       five more minutes it would be his turn. He finished the beer and decided       not to wait. He walked to the dormitory door and pressed the buzzer. The       door opened and he walked into the girls' sleeping area.              The girls were huddled together in the center of the room. He looked at       the girls, and then said, "Your turn," pointing to Pam.              "No, take me instead," Tina cried.              "You like it, don't you?"              Even though she hated what was going to happen her, she wanted to       protect her younger sister from further abuse. Tina nodded her head, "Yes."              "Good, come along then."              Tina tried not to cry but it hurt too much and her eyes trickled with       tears. She lowered her head and followed him out the automatic door.       They did not go far when Tina heard Bertha/Bert say in his impersonated       female voice, "What are you two doing here? You better leave before I       call the police."              Tina looked up and saw her grand daddy and grandpa Mike standing there.       She shouted, "Grandpa!"              She tried to run down the narrow hall but she could not slip past       Bertha/Bert who blocked most of the hallway with his fat ass.       Bertha/Bert grabbed the small girl.              "Let her go." Ken demanded.              "No. You two had better leave."              "Hit her grandpa, he is a man." Tina shouted.              Ken and Mike were momentarily stunned but when Tina started to scream       both men hit Bertha/Bert square on the jaw. Bertha/Bert wobbled like a       grazed bowling pin. Then he fell forward ass first and he landed on the       hard floor with a heavy thud.              Tina wanted to run to her grand daddy, but she instead decided to do       something else. She pulled up Bertha/Burt's huge skirt then pulled her       very large drawers down and said, "See Grandpa, see? She is a man, see?"              Ken wanted to gut the fat bastard, but Mike had a better idea. Ken and       Mike rescued all the girls from the shelter and told them to go       downstairs. They found VCR tapes the brothers had taken of their rapes.       Then at the point of sharp knives, Mike and Ken led the Hatcher brothers       down the six flights of stairs. Tied around each of their necks, Bert       and A. Hatcher had VCR tapes and a sign that read, "Little girl rapist."              Ken and Mike handcuffed the Hatchers back to back against a lamp post       then quickly left the scene.              About five minutes later Anna Christensen received an anonymous call       about the fat Hatchers handcuffed to a lamp post. Anna smiled. She had       hoped she would receive such a call. When she arrived at the scene,       there were two other police cars waiting for her and a press reporter       who was taking pictures above the waist of the naked Bertha Hatcher and       her brother for publication, and pictures of Bert below the waist       showing he was a man.              Anna ordered the Hatchers arrested and showed them the warrant she had       to search the building. She had told a new young district attorney name       Carl Smith about her case and he got a friendly judge to give him a       search warrant.              Later Ken entered the bedroom window of Bobby Greer. He was asleep with       his arm around little Mary, who was asleep and naked beside him. He woke       the thirteen-year-old with his hand around the boy's mouth.              "Get up." Ken said.              Bobby meekly got up.              "Boy," Ken said, "what are you doing, raping one of my bitches?"              "But, but---!"              "Quiet." Ken interrupted. Then he said, "You took her cherry, boy. Do       you know how much that will cost me?"              "No." Bobby whimpered.              "I should cut your balls off."              "No please, please no." Bobby pleaded.              "Look boy, you're lucky I found a younger bitch."              Bobby breathed a short sigh of relief.              "Boy, I am going to give you a card. You call the number on the card and       confess to one of my paid pigs. If you don't call I'll have some of my       boys at your school cut your balls off and eat them raw. Do you       understand, boy?"              Bobby fearfully nodded his head, "Yes, sir."              "Good." Ken bent down to get little Mary.              Mary stirred awake and looked around. "No Fuck." she said drowsily.              Ken picked up Mary's limp naked body and disappeared out the window.              Polly Pure never read the newspaper. If she had she would have seen the       front page pictures of the Hatcher brothers and their signs. When she       arrived at Hadley Hall there was a police officer outside the hall. The       officer informed her no one was allowed in the building due to an       on-going police investigation.              Polly asked about the girls but the officer told her he had no knowledge       about the girls. Later she was shown an unpublished picture of Bertha       showing below the waist that he was actually Bert, a man. Polly was       appalled. She realized that the young girls had been telling the truth       about being raped by him.              Then Polly got a call on her cell phone from the police lieutenant, Anna       Christensen. Anna told her that Bobby Greer had confessed to raping       little Mary. Polly went home and cried her eyes out.              All of the commotion over these sensational revelations gave the guys       all the time they needed to make a clean escape.              Charges and counter charges, the press was having a field day. Then Hal       filed a wrongful death and an unlawful imprisonment suit against the       state. It would be some time before the authorities refocused on the       girls who had escaped from the Hatchers and Hadley Hall. Under the heat       of publicity, the state condemned the old building and tore it down.              Five days later in a small hunting cabin very far off the beaten path:              The cabin had two rooms, a large bedroom and a combination kitchen       living area with a fire place and an old wood burning stove. Ken and       Mike were sitting in the living room when Hailey dressed in long-johns       came into the room. "Grandpa, how long will we have to stay here?"              "Could be a very long time." Mike replied.              "Years?"              "Could be."                     [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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