Little Girl, Online Target to Bedroom Toy (Anika’s Daddies) – Pt. 3

Today was the naive girl’s first Live-Streaming show. It would be a day for many Firsts, not just for Anika.

The small 14 year old girl sat next to Clint, holding her laptop. “Why would men want to watch us do… it?” she asked with an innocent disbelieving tone.
The 54 year old man’s right hand slid up her slender thigh. His fingertips disappeared under the loose fabric of her shorts. He was taking her to the motel again.

“Sweetie, the men who will be watching don’t want to see us… they want to see you!” he explained. He’d announced the day and time for the tiny girl’s live-stream on a Dark Web Pedophile site. He knew she’d attract a large audience.

Anika giggled, still astonished men liked to see her. She’s just a little girl!

“Remember when you used the dildo I bought for you and all those men watched?” he asked. “Remember what they kept telling you?”
Anika’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Um Hum,” she nodded. “Even though there’s nothing under my cloths, they still wanted to see me… naked.”

Clint smiled, knowing what was under her clothes was very desirable. “And what else?” he asked, enjoying making her talk about it.
“They kept telling me to… put it in me,” she giggled.

“Sweetie,” he asked, his middle finger sliding under her panties as he drove, “Put what in… where?” He wanted to hear her say the words.
“They said,” she bashfully replied, “to fuck myself… with the pretend cock. To force it deeper. And the one man called me a… tiny slut.”

Clint chuckled lustfully, “That’s right, honey. Remember what I told you? A Special little girl should always be… a slut for any man who wants her.” His fingertip wiggled against her precious clit. “So today, while all those men watch you, you be a good girl. You show them what a sweet… slut you are.”

Anika nodded, softly moaning, “OK… daddy.”
The first time Clint molested Anika at the motel, he’d instructed her to call him… Daddy. He’d explained, a girl as beautiful as she is, would have many daddies in the next few years.

Ten minutes later, Clint ushered the small blonde into the motel room. Sitting her computer on the bed’s nightstand, he opened the website, camera and voice app. “Sweetie,” he said, “come over here and take off your cloths in front of the cam.”

Looking at the laptop camera, he said with a deviant smile, “Let my tiny toy know what you think of her.”
Suddenly Anika’s computer speaker was inundated with men’s voices, each exclaiming how sweet, adorable and cute she looked.

Shocked by the sudden deluge of men saying such nice things about her, she stammered, “How many… men… can see me?”
“Not sure, honey,” Clint replied. “I sent an open invitation to men… who like Special girls… like you. Maybe a few hundred watching, maybe a thousand.”

She didn’t understand why they’d want to see her. She was small and had no tits!

Pulling off her t-shirt, her blonde hair parted over her narrow shoulders, partially obscuring her flat chest and tiny nipples. Sliding off her shorts, she stood before her cam wearing only white cotton panties.
Her speaker again filled with men’s voices, many making perverse comments.

“I think you’re all silly,” she giggled, her fingers sliding under the waistband, pushing her panties to the floor. Her hairless mound and young puffy pussy lips clearly visible for all to enjoy.

As Anika listened to the myriad of voices, Clint opened the motel door. A gray-haired man with a large belly stepped inside.
“Honey,” Clint said, “This is Butch, he owns this motel. I told him about you and he asked to meet you.”

The tiny girl stood naked, her hands and arms instinctively stretched over her flat chest and bald mound.

“Hi pretty little lady. Clint told me about your computer show today.” Unzipping his pants, Butch continued, “He thought you might like to suck my cock.” His jeans fell to the floor as he stepped closer to her now quivering body.
Extending his hands to the sides of her head, the old man gently caressed her silky hair. “Clint told me what a sweet slut you are… for men my age.”

Anika’s eyes filled with confusion. Glancing toward Clint she asked, “What… should I do?”
With a friendly smile, Clint replied, “Honey, you know how to be a slut for me. Be his tiny slut too. Remember, I told you you’d have lots of daddies who’d want to enjoy your Special little girl body. Show Butch what a Special little girl you are.”

“And the men,” she asked shyly, “will want to see me do it?”
Before Clint could respond, a cacophony of men’s voices filled the computer’s speaker. Rapidly typed messages, with names like Daddy 101, Sickdaddy, Babyfucker and Cock4Young, scrolled by.

“Does that answer your question, Anika?” he asked with a lustful grin.

Holding his hard 6” cock, Butch said, “On your knees, Sweetie. Suck my cock so all the men can see what a beautiful young slut you are.”
“I guess, you’re my… second daddy,” Anika shyly giggled, kneeling in front of the stranger. Her right index finger and thumb wrapped around the base of his shaft. Her thin lips parted sliding over the head.

“Ummmm,” Butch moaned, the tip glyding over the little girl’s soft tongue. “Ohhhh, honey. Deeper Sweetie.” His fingers reached around the back of her head as his hips move forward.
Men’s voices erupted from the computer’s speaker. Groans and demands to “go deeper,” “shove it in,” and “gag her on it,” flooded Anika’s ears.

Butch pushed his cock 5” into her mouth, the head sliding down her throat.
The small girl gagged, her legs lifting her slender body from the floor. The top of her head raised against Butch’s large belly which hung from under his t-shirt.

“Should I?” Butch asked, staring at the computer camera.
A surge of voices nearly begged him to shove the final inch down her throat.
Clint stood behind Anika, his hard cock now visible to the men watching. Resting his hands on the petite girl’s shoulders, he nodded to Butch. “Drive it down her throat,” he replied.

A moment later, Butch’s hands pulled her soft lips to the base of his cock.
Anika’s small body squirmed in Clint’s hands, her throat bulged with the motel owner’s cock. Back and forth for the next several minutes, the two men moved her lips and mouth as Butch repeatedly gagged their tiny toy.

“Ummmmm,” the old man groaned, his hips erratically wobbling.
“Anika,” Clint commanded, “Swallow it Sweetie.” He knew Butch was filling her small mouth with his thick gushing cum.

A burst of incomprehensible words erupted from the computer’s speaker. The men watching knew what Anika was drinking.

Thirty seconds passed before Butch withdrew his semi-soft shaft from Anika’s mouth. The limp pole fell from her lips as the voices continued to offer both words of a job-well-done to Butch and exclamations of what a “sweet whore” and “filthy little slut” the tiny girl on her knees had been.

Pulling up his jeans, Butch’s right hand cupped Anika’s cheek. “Sweetie,” he said, sounding the way her grandfather had always sounded, “You’re a real cutie. I hope Clint brings you back here very soon.”
A moment later, the old man walked out the door.

“Guess it’s my turn,” Clint stated with an eager perverted smile. Holding his cock, he chuckled, “See what you do to me, honey. I always get hard when I’m close to you.”

Anika wiped the warm throat juice from her chin which had spilled from her lips. “I don’t understand why,” she replied with an innocent tone. “I’m not that pretty.” Looking at the tip of Clint’s cock, she saw a large smear of clear liquid. She remembered what he’d told her that first day in the backseat of his car.

“Do you want me to…” she hesitated, still too bashful to openly ask, “put that in my mouth? You told me a little girl shouldn’t ever waste that… stuff.”
Clint lowered the head of his cock to her lips. “Lick it off, honey. Pretend it’s an ice cream cone.”

On her knees, the tip of her tongue innocently gathered his precum.
“Such a good girl,” he proclaimed, sliding his shaft into her mouth. “Just once, Sweetie,” he tenderly explained, his hands holding the back of her head.
Anika nodded, understanding what he was going to do.

Clint looked into her upturned blue eyes as the head of his cock slid down her precious throat. Her lips squeezed the base of his cock as he pressed her cute nose into his pubic hair.

“Ummmmm, Aaanikaaaa,” he moaned, keeping her young throat on his shaft longer than he’d ever done before.
Her hands slapped his legs as her flat chest thrashed against his thighs.

Finally releasing her, Clint lifted the small naked girl from the floor, laying her across the bed. As she gasped for air, he knelt between her knees, raising her legs. Resting her heels against his chest, he pressed the head of his thick cock between her petite pussy lips.

Glancing at the computer which sat three feet away, he announced, “Sorry guys, I’ve already taken her cunt’s virginity. But maybe you’ll still enjoy what I have planned for her.”
A roar of cheers and groans spewed from the speaker.

Holding Anika’s thin ankles, Clint spread her slender legs wide. “Honey, look at the camera,” he said, “You want all the men to see how pretty you look.”
The little girl’s head turned to her right, her cheek laying on the dingy motel sheet.

Clint slowly forced his 6” shaft into her small hole as he watched her eyes. Though she wasn’t a virgin, he’d only molested her a few times. His cock still stretched her open each time it was shoved into her sweet body.

“Ohhhh,” she groaned, her tight cunt walls spreading around the thick intruding head. “Daddy, sloooow, pleeeease.”
“OK, Precious,” he replied, driving the final inch into her warm opening. “Tell the men what I’m doing, where my cock is.” He knew everyone watching knew what he was doing. He just wanted to hear the young innocent girl say it.

“Daddy is… his… cock is in me,” she stammered.
“Where, Sweetie?” While his cock repeatedly entered her petite cunt, he said, “Tell them what I’m doing to you?”
“He’s… fucking my… pussy. His cock is way up inside me. He’s… toooooo biiiig,” she moaned with her little-girl voice.

Slowly fucking her for another minute he continued to make her talk to the men watching. He knew she was uncomfortable saying those words. Forcing her to explain, in detail, what he was doing gave him perverse delight.

Lowering her legs to the bed, he slid his shaft from her small cunt. “Honey, the men want to see me do something else to you.” Though none had actually asked, he knew the pedophiles watching, would enjoy his next insertion.

“Kneel on the bed, Anika,” he instructed. On her knees and elbows, he knelt behind her quivering ass cheeks. Inching his glistening shaft closer, he pressed the tip against her sweet puckered opening. “Anika, look at the camera. Let them see you.”

“Daddy, that’s not myyyyyyyyyyy…” Her body jerked foreword, her hands gripped the sheet. “Noooooooooo,” she screamed.

Clint held her young narrow hips as the head of his cock pushed into her virgin ass. “Look at the camera,” he demanded. “They all want to see your beautiful face.”
Pushing deeper, he slid the base of his cock into her precious asshole. Her body held captive, she squirmed and writhed as his shaft victimized her helpless hole.

The men’s voices cheered and encouraged as they watched the little girl’s lovely facial expressions. Clint’s cock slid 5” in and out of her luscious young ass as he slowly molested her. “She’s such a sweetie,” he said, gently raping her tiny butt. “I don’t understand why her daddy hasn’t fucked her!”

For the next several minutes, Clint tenderly violated Anika, enjoying her warm ass and melodic screams. Finally he could hold out no longer. Driving his shaft’s length into her tight opening, he arched his back, his balls slapped against her pussy lips. “Ohhhh, Aniiiiikaaaaa,” he moaned, his thick cum flowing into her small dark opening, filling her sweet hole for the first time.

A minute later, he rolled onto his side, cuddling Anika’s warm back against his chest, his semi-hard cock deep in her butthole. Glancing at his anonymous audience, he chuckled, “bet you wish your cocks were in my little… slut.”
Compassionately wiping a tear from her eye, he whispered, “Tell the men goodbye, Sweetie.”

Lifting her left hand, she curled her fingers, waving the way little girl’s do. “Bye. I hope you liked watching me.”

Across town, a man sat on his couch looking at his computer. He stared at the small helpless girl with a man’s cock still in her ass. “My Precious baby girl,” he lustfully whispered, staring at his adorable daughter, Anika.
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