Leonel had heard rumors about a clandestine brothel in the center of the city. They said that in this place all kinds of perversions were carried out, from BDSM to cannibalism, zoophilia, coprophilia and even necrophilia; Clearly, the cost varied according to the desired perversion.
He had always been a pedophile in secret, constantly pacing out of the primary observing with lascivious little girls in their school uniforms, imagining their underdeveloped bodies beneath them. He wanted to possess them as well as to kill them by blows, but, of course, that was illegal. The Deep Web was a paradise for him: thousands of photos of small naked girls performing sexual acts and some even being mistreated, all sorted by age; His favorites were those of seven years because he considered that they stopped looking like babies to start having a little femininity.
This was how she spent her lonely afternoons, masturbating with those unnamed little girls, wishing she could fulfill her fantasy, but controlling herself knowing that she would end up in prison. So, as soon as he heard about that brothel, his eyes lit up. He would save even the weariness, he did not care what the price was: he wanted to own one of those lolitas.
When he finally collected a considerable sum of money, he went to the address indicated. It was an old building that looked abandoned, in the entrance was an old lady begging with a girl about four years old, dirty and ragged. "I hope that's not the kind of girl inside," he thought. He had been told to ask the lady about "Liss," and he did.
"I can tell you where to find her, but ... are you sure you want to see her?"
Leonel answered yes, and after giving a couple of bills to the old lady, she pointed to a door inside the building. He caught a strange scent that reminded him of his visit to some mine, but ignored him and kept walking to the door. Behind her were descending stairs from which came music and dancing lights. It seemed he was in the right place.
At the end of the stairs was a long room where an orgy was being made. There were at least twenty people having sex simultaneously, they all had beautiful and tempting bodies. He observed in particular the women of skin that seemed chiseled by Michelangelo, long blond hair, chestnut, redhead, thin and curved, but all of an exceptional beauty; However, within the bacchanal there was not a single girl, and this disappointed him enough.
-Do you want to join? Asked a woman with long brown hair and formal but provocative clothes. Leonel rejected the proposal and found out that this woman was Liss. He told her what he wanted and she asked him to follow her to his office. There he rummaged through a long library and pulled out a blue folder that he handed over.
This is our catalog of girls between six and nine years, are sorted by date of birth. Let me know when you find any of your liking.
Leonel passed those sheets, had several full-body photographs and underneath them a name and some data: "he likes to bite", "good for manual labor", "dumb", "toothless" ... None Until he saw a photograph that stood out among the others: a beautiful redhead with honey-colored eyes. "Haley R .: shy, newcomer, unused." He brushed the photograph lightly with his index finger. He knew it was the right one, and so he told the woman.
"Perfect, and will it be disposable?"
-Sorry?
"I mean, we can not occupy her later." Do you plan to close it or eat it?
"Ah, of course, it will be disposable.
"In that case, do you want some tools in the room?"
-Yes, that would be good.
Perfect, and do you like some special stage? A confessional, an asylum, a classroom?
"The classroom," he said at once.
"Then I suppose you'd like the girl to wear a school uniform?"
-It would be excellent.
"You're too predictable, but I think it's fine." The room will be ready in an hour; Meanwhile, can join the orgy in the stay.
Leonel returned to gaze at the tangle of bodies; Were different participants, but just as beautiful as the first. He sat down in an armchair to observe that activity, he assumed that he would be charged more if he participated, so he restrained himself, although in fact he had not yet asked what the price would be. No matter what, he had enough money to pay for a house.
A beautiful nude girl approached him with a tray full of sushi rolls and a few glasses of what looked like wine.
"They're ... human?" He asked nervously, believing that the girl would laugh at him.
Just the right half, we have some fussy customers.
"And exactly what are they?"
"The Californians have a nipple, the Philadelphians have a vagina, and they have a heart. Of drinking I have blood A +, O + and sparkling wine. Do you like something? Leonel asked for a little of everything and asked the woman if joining the orgy would have an additional cost.
"Oh, do not worry, it's too much of a charge for your fantasy to charge extras.
"What if I can not afford them?"
"The payments are always kept," she said, barely holding a wicked smile.
He nibbled his nipple sushi and fiddled with it on his tongue, that excited him enough. He looked at the mass of bodies in front of him: a beautiful woman with a pierced tongue pierced a cunnilingus to a tattooed girl and looked at him intently; He could no longer contain himself and took off his pants exposing a large erection that immediately introduced into the perforated woman's vagina. She moaned with pleasure and began to lick more quickly at her mate who began to scream hysterically that she wanted to be devoured. A man approached her, but Leonel was too distracted to notice. He heard some shouting, but he did not care until it was splashed with liquid; Opened his eyes and realized that between the girl and a man had eaten the vagina and the face of the tattooed. This surprised him a little, but it excited him more and ended up ejaculating inside the hairy, and retired of the orgy while the others continued even with that corpse between them.
After about fifteen minutes, Liss appeared again.
"Her room is ready, it's three hundred two," she said and handed him her key.
"Sorry ... we have not talked about how much this will cost me yet.
"We'll treat it after it's over, you just enjoy the experience."
He took the elevator and reached the fourth floor; The place did not look different from any hotel. He looked for room four hundred and two and opened the door nervously.
The room was an exact replica of a classroom. There were the blackboard, the professor's desk, and ten neat benches, as well as the tools he had been promised. In the front row was his uniformed angel, "Haley." She was much more beautiful in person, her skin looked like porcelain. He closed the door securely and approached her, it was so perfect and at last it was hers. He could not wait, his cock reacted just to see her.
He squatted in front of her and kissed her, the girl's inexperienced mouth barely moving as he thrust his tongue down her throat. His hand slid down her slender thighs and quickly undressed her underwear. He placed the girl on the floor and opened her legs, proving that she was still a virgin. As he watched her immaculate, rosy-pouting vagina, he could not help licking her like a madman; Looked at the face of the girl who closed her eyes, took her head and ordered him to look at it. She obeyed, then abruptly undid it; The expression on his face would be worth any price, ANYTHING!
The little girl began to sob and tears streamed down her delicate cheeks. Leonel became increasingly excited, slapped the girl hard until his face turned red, then took a hammer and began to nail the back in his face and chest as he penetrated more and more quickly, until he could not More and ran into the girl's scrubbed face. After that, she did not care how much they would charge, she could give her house, her car, they could take her to her mother and she would not mind.
He left the blood-soaked room with a huge gesture of satisfaction, meeting Liss again.
"I see you have agreed.
"Enough, and I'm ready to pay, it was totally worth it."
"I'm glad to hear that, since the price is a little higher than you think.
"Well, I've saved enough for this, how much will it be?" Twenty thousand, thirty thousand?
No, sir, we do not care about your money.
"Then how will I pay him?"
"Well, let's say it will be proportionate to your pleasure," she said before leading him into another room without number.
He tied his arms to wives hanging from the ceiling and legs with others on the floor. Leonel thought that a six-foot black man could rape him and still be worth it, but what appeared in that room was six girls, all redheads and no more than eight. He thought he was in paradise until the girls began to surround him, and suddenly they bit him voraciously, tearing the skin off his arms, abdomen and legs, after which they ran away. He had never felt a similar pain, his body burned terribly and he kept bleeding.
"I already paid the price!" Happy? Let me out! He cried hysterically, trying to free himself from the wives; However, only a small girl appeared again. It looked too much like Haley, but it was not possible, Haley was dead.
She pressed a button and Leonel could hear a sound like a drill coming from under her legs. The sound came closer until he could feel a drill slowly starting to impale.
-Stop! I got it, I will not do it again! I'll stay away from the little girls! He shouted to the girl who smiled wickedly while pressing the button.
The drill continued to advance through Leonel's organs, causing him a terrible pain as he had never imagined. He began to bleed from his mouth and convulsed. The suffering was unbearable and only wanted to die. Finally, the drill came out of his mouth with traces of broken intestine, and only then was he unconscious.
The next day, Leonel woke up in his bed startled and with a terrible pain in the abdomen. "It was all a dream, a terrible dream," he thought until he felt some moisture in his blanket: it was full of blood. She looked at her abdomen and still retained some of the bites made by those girls, and in her bureau was a business card:
«The Boudel of the Paraphilias. Come back soon".