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   Abused and Destroyed 3 (1/2)   
   03 Oct 06 15:04:08   
   
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   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."   
      
      
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