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The Dangers of the Internet
I woke up at 8 AM, was about to freak out that I slept in, then remembered that it was Saturday. I grabbed my phone which I got for my last birthday, despite only being 8 years old, my parents just trust me not to do something I shouldn't, and it is better that I have one if I need it.
I had a text message from an unknown number, I clicked on it, it read,
So I responded,
He responded almost immediately,
I thought I shouldn't trust him, but something deep inside me said that I could.
I stood up out of my bed, I was wearing an old shirt that belonged to my father, and a pair of panties. The shirt was long enough to be a dress on me, but it was kind of see through, and my nipples were poking it, wanting to get out.
I took a selfie, with my chest in view, and sent it, now he could see my nipples through my shirt, but I didn't know that, and I sat back down.
I stood up and held the camera out, and took a selfie of my whole body, I didn't bother getting dressed in anything different. I sent him the image, then he said,
He was asking more generally, like country or something, but my mind thought he meant exact address, so I told him.
Author's note: I made it up, I have no idea if anyone actually lives there, or if it is even a place.
He didn't respond, and I was worried he was actually on his way, then he sent another message,
I looked at the message, it was a very weird request, but I had no problem with it. I stood up, put my hand under my shirt and on my heart, then used that same arms to lift it to be visible. I ended up making both my nipples visible, and he could see my panties, and I sent the message.
He called me without waiting for a response, so I clicked answer, and he appeared on my screen, I was now back on my bed. He was sitting in a chair at what appeared to be a desk, he was holding his phone in front of him so that I could see him.
"Hi." I said.
"Hi..." He said, "Can you take off your shirt please."
"Why?"
"Umm, it is bothering me." He lied.
"Oh, ok?" I took off my shirt and now was in front of him in only my panties.
"Can I see your pussy?" He asked
"What?"
"Your privates."
"Oh, umm... I would rather not."
"Please! I will show you something in return."
I had no idea what it was but I decided to trust him, "Ok, fine." I stood up in front of the camera, which was propped up against a stuffed animal, and took off my panties. I was now completely naked in front of him, and I was kind of embarrassed.
"Wow, your pussy is so pretty!" He said.
"...Thank you..." I was slightly uncomfortable because I was naked, but over all, I was trusting him for absolutely no reason.
"Now, I said that I would show you something in return, well here it is." He tilted the camera to reveal he was not wearing pants, and his penis was hard, which only ever happened to my dad when either mom or me was naked in front of him.
I had never seen one naked before, when it was hard. "Now, can you do something for me..." He explained to me the plan, and I for some reason, accepted, and started.
I propped up the camera in the living room, nobody was there yet, but as predicted, my dad walked into the living room, and sat down. He was alone, and so I made my move, I walked up to him, naked, and pulled his pants down, and started sucking his dick, which was starting to get hard.
Before too long, I stopped, and the only thing John had told me, was lay on my back and look expectant, and my dad will do the rest. When I did that, my dad understood what I wanted, but I didn't, and he decided, since I was being such a slut, that I would get punished, and he would fuck me extra hard.
He put his hand on my mouth, expecting noise, and slammed his dick into my tiny virgin pussy. I tensed and started crying from the pain, and tried to get him off of me, but he wouldn't budge. He kept fucking me harder and harder.
He fucked me for what seemed like an eternity, then finally cummed in me and slapped me. He pulled out, scooped the cum from my pussy, and put it on my mouth. It tasted bad, and there was blood in it, so I spit it out and cried.
He slapped me again, and again, until my cheek was visibly red. He decided to stop, and he cleaned me up and left me alone and naked on the couch. I laid there for like half an hour, crying, recovering from the pain, all the while, I was live in front of the guy I just met over the phone.
I stood up, and walked over to the phone, I picked it up, and quickly went to my room. "Why didn't you tell me it would hurt!" I asked, clearly mad, he had anticipated this, so he had prepared a response.
"I did not know he would do that, I assumed he would be more gentle, considering you are his daughter, I am so sorry!" He lied, he knew that my dad would be super rough, and he enjoyed watching it.
It worked, and I wasn't mad at him anymore, and now I was more mad at my dad. "So, can you show me how it looks now?" I lowered the camera to show him my pussy, it still was tight, and beautiful, but it had dried blood on it, and was super red.
"You should clean up the blood." I agreed and went to the bathroom, leaving him on my bed, facing the ceiling. I came back and it was all cleaned up, my pussy itself was red, from being sore. He admired it, meanwhile, he had recorded the whole thing with my dad, and sent me the video.
"If you sell this video to people, you can make lots of money! Just go to the dark web so that you can't be tracked." I had no idea what the dark web was, but I had no intention of selling the video to anyone.
Then, without me asking, he gave me a very detailed tutorial on how to get to the dark web, and how to sell the video. So I decided, that I would give it a try later, after we were done talking on the phone.
"Oh, well, I gotta go, see ya later Natalie." He said.
"Oh, umm see ya la-" I was cut off, because he hung up, so I decided to check out that sell the video thing. It took me like an hour to successfully get to the dark web, and to the site he mentioned, but once I was there, I created an account, linked it to a bitcoin wallet that I created a few minutes earlier, and posted the video for 10 dollars.
Almost immediately, a few people bought it, and I was 50 bucks richer in just a few minutes. Ten minutes later, I got a comment on the post, that said, "Oh yeah, that's the stuff, nice to see little girls getting taght their rightful place! I wish I could do it too!" And now I knew what kind of site I was on.
A reply to the comment appeared pretty quickly, "Hey, dude, you can, just go to 15:37 in the video!" No further instructions were given, but this comment slightly worried me. So, I scrolled up to the video, and clicked on 15 minutes in.
I watched and grimaced, seeing the pain in my eyes, waiting to see what the guy was talking about. Suddenly, text appeared on the screen, "Feel free to fuck this girl for yourself at 148 Hillview Road, Springfield, Georgia! But beware, she is not willing, and she has family." I just stared in shock, that was my address in the video, and now everyone who bought it, had my address.
I immediately took down the video, only 10 people had bought it yet, so I was less worried. But then, someone else put up the video for free, so now everyone had free access to it, and all these pedophiles on this site, had my address, and who knows what they could do with it.
I stared in shock, as multiple people started posting and reposting the video, it was everywhere, and I couldn't stop it.
That night, I was on my phone, texting John.
I was unsure, but we had been talking for a while, and I was starting to trust him. I left my room, said goodnight to my parents, then came back and got naked, then we got in a video call.
"So, where do I stick the camera?" I asked, and he told me where and I set up my phone, facing from my door to my bed, with my window in the background.
"Before you go to bed, can you put on a skirt, just a short one." I walked to my dresser and got out a pleated skirt that reached my mid thighs. I laid down, with my legs and arms spread out, "Oh, and if anyone tries to hurt you tonight, don't let them." He said, to make sure that I would resist, but knowing that anyone who would try, could overpower me.
I fell asleep pretty quickly, assuming that he was saying that for my own good, then he turned on a live stream of me sleeping naked, with the caption, "Free 8 year old pussy to fuck, just go to 148 Hillview Road, Springfield, Georgia." And it had more details on how to find the right window.
After about an hour, someone climbed through the window, then two more came in. One of them immediately put their hand on my mouth, which made me wake up, and I started kicking and punching randomly.
They were easily evading my eradic attacks, but then I started being more coordinated, and I kicked one of them in the nuts. The other two grabbed my arms and legs, and still had my mouth covered. I looked at them as they held me still, they were all completely suited up, masks, gloves, everything.
One of them grabbed a few pairs of panties from my dresser and shoved them in my mouth and then they duck taped my mouth shut. They then, made quick work of my arms and legs and tied them tightly to the bed, and no matter how much I tried to get free, I couldn't make a sound, and I couldn't move at all.
One of them started rubbing my pussy, and it started to feel good. I started to feel myself building to a climax, but before I got there, he stopped, and I was disappointed, I really wanted to finish.
He kept going to the edge and then stopping before I went over, then he would do it again, for like 15 minutes. Once he finally stopped, I was annoyed, I kept getting so close, then it would all just gradually go down, I was becoming frustrated.
Someone then abruptly kicked me in the pussy, and I cried, and tried again to get free, but nothing worked. Then one of them grabbed nipple clips and put them on my nipples tightly and pulled on them, I cried and tried to wiggle free.
Then one of them started whipping my chest and abdomen, careful not to hit the other guy's fingers. He whipped me hard and I jumped every time he did it, it hurt more than any pain I had ever felt in my life.
The one continued to pull on the nipple clips, and another continued whipping me, and while those two were busy, the other, pushed my skirt up and out of the way, and started fucking me as hard as he could.
After about thirty minutes, they had all taken turns fucking me, and each had cummed in me, then they all left. They left me tied up, gagged, in lot's of pain, and crying.
Two hours later, I still hadn't fallen asleep, and someone else came in the window. They seemed to ignore me, and go straight to my door, and I prayed someone would see him, but the odds of that were pretty slim, it was 2 AM.
He came back with my 5 year old sister, Lilly, she was flailing, he was holding her mouth to keep her quiet. He came in my room and held a knife to my sister's throat, I tried desperately to get free.
He held the knife to her throat, and slowly removed his hand from her mouth, and she didn't make a sound. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead, she was frozen still, she almost looked lifeless.
I kept wiggling, but I was tied very tightly. The guy took off her pajamas and her underwear, and she offered no resistance, because he had a knife to her throat.
When he was distracted by me wiggling on the bed, but still having the knife on my sister's throat. She abruptly grabbed the knife, pushed it away from her neck, then kicked him in the shin, making him fall down, but she didn't forsee that he would fall onto her.
The guy fell onto her and the knife went into her bare chest, her eyes went wide and she stopped moving. I thought she had died, and I started crying, but she stopped moving because she didn't want the knife to cut anything it hadn't already cut, she was surprisingly smart for her age.
He pulled the knife out, and she started breathing again, she was crying, and had lost a lot of blood. She stayed still, barely able to move, but she was still alive. I tried desperately, to break free, I pulled hard and rocked the bed.
Someone else came in and saw my sister in a pool of blood, and stuck his finger into the place where she was cut. Her eyes went wide and she cried out loudly from the pain, it was quite loud, and I cried for her, I felt bad, because ultimately, this was my fault.
When she cried out, both of the guys left quickly, and left her in the floor, crying. My mom came in and saw Lilly in the floor, in a pool of blood, and me tied to my bed, she immediately left again to call 911.
She came back and got on her knees next to Lilly, "Are you ok? Can you hear me?" She asked, Lilly nodded slowly, and continued crying. It didn't take long for the cops to arrive and an ambulance for Lilly, and my mom still hadn't let me free, she was too busy with her younger daughter.
I knew that the cops would ask questions about what happened, and I didn't know whether to tell the truth, or not. It would be better to tell the truth, but I did not want my parents finding out that I was part of it- well, sort of.
Everyone was awake, all four of us, mom, dad, me, and Lilly. When the cops took Lilly, then they went over to me to let me free. I did not want to cops to find my phone when searching my room, and they picked me up, "Please, put me down..." I asked.
They put me down, but I fell to my knees when I tried to stand, I was still in a lot of pain. I sort of half crawled to the wall and stood up, using the wall to support me. I walked towards where I put my phone and I grabbed it and hung up the call before anybody noticed that I was on a call, I pretended to be looking at the time.
Apparently, the people who were fucking me, took all my clothes except for a short dress, but the cops decided that I probably shouldn't be naked, so they gave me the dress. I out it on, it was shorter than anyone had thought, and it didn't even cover my pussy if I moved.
They directed me to an ambulance, and did not take my phone from me, seeing no reason to do so. Both me and Lilly were sent to the E.R., we were treated and then put in rooms for recovery.