In the right place at the right time (Mg,pedo)

In the right place at the right time (Mg,pedo)

Prologue: A human trafficking ring gets interrupted in a sale and a young girl is rescued from a terrible fate.

Author: Uncle Tony

To say that I was pissed off would have been an understatement. I was seething. I had been up into Derby for a symposium, but I had forgotten my laptop with my notes for an address the next day. As soon as the day had finished, I got into my car and drove back down into Kent to collect it. When I got home it was quite late. I didn’t want to wake my girlfriend who was staying with me, so I tried to be very quiet. My laptop was in my study, but I also needed some clean hankies, so I tiptoed into our bedroom and got a surprise. The bedside lamp was on, and lying on the bed sleeping and naked was my girlfriend, but with her, also naked was another man. A used condom was on the bedside table. I felt like beating the shit out of both of them, but common sense prevailed so I put the light on and threw them both out onto the street naked, along with all my girlfriends possessions. Then I called a security firm and requested an immediate guard and dog to make sure that neither of them could get back in whilst I was away.

I’d got back late the next day and missed one of the key speeches, that afternoon I did my own presentation, and then after the final dinner and get together, I headed for home, still hopping mad. I hadn’t gone far before I needed to pee, so I pulled in at a truck rest spot. It was full of trucks. I found a spot to park. To the right of the parking area was a grassy area. On the other side of the grassy area was another road with a sort of a lay by, which was deserted and a bit further was a wooded area. I walked across the grass over the road and into the wooded area. As I was taking a pee, I heard a vehicle pull up. It was a black panel van. Two men got out. I was about to go back to my car, when one of the men said,

“Get the bitch out, he’ll be here in a minute or two.” They opened the door and I heard muffled noises and what sounded like a chain. I kept very still. In the pale light, I could make out the figure of a woman, she was in leg irons and I could see duct tape on her mouth. She was trying to struggle. One of the men punched her in the stomach.

“Shut up you stupid cow. Enjoy the sky, it’s the last time you’ll ever see it.” The other man, the bigger of the two, obviously the alpha male laughred.

“Don’t waste your breath, she doesn’t understand a word. I actually feel a bit sorry for her. If she’d been a virgin, it would have been better for her, but only a whack job like our client would pay top prices for a girl just to torture and listen to her screaming in agony.” The other man shook the girl.

“Yeah, I would have liked to fuck this one, but if he found out that we had, we’d be in very deep shit. I believe he kept one of them alive for almost ten days before she finally snuffed it”

“Well, he certainly can’t fuck ’em, so I guess he gets his jollies by listening to them screaming in agony as he cuts them up.” The other man added. I made up my mind right there. I would never hurt a woman and I sure wasn’t going to stand by and let this happen.

I had been raised in the Far East. My father had been a business tycoon. I had been born in the UK, but I grew up in Japan and China. I had been fascinated by martial arts and I had spent years studying Aikido, Ninjutsu, and Kung Fu. I usually carried a few extras with me – just in case, but they were in the car. I had no doubt whatsoever that I could handle these two, but before I could do anything another vehicle came in sight.

“Here he is.” The leader said. “If I had my way, I would never do business with a sick fuck like this, but ours is not to reason why. A red van with the words ‘Excelsior Fire Services pulled up and out came the fattest man I had ever seen. He struggled to get out of the car. Wheezing he waddled to the two men. He grabbed one of the girls breasts and squeezed, there was a muffled cry.

“Oh yes.” He wheezed in a high pitched voice. “This will be a good one, nice and fresh and healthy, I can keep her to play with for a long time.” He grabbed her cheeks in his fat hand and stuck his face into hers. “Oh yes, you are going to scream and wish that you were dead, but I won’t let you die that easily, you fucking whore.” I stepped out silently from the trees. First job was to take out the leader. I coughed. He spun round as my fingers stabbed into his throat. It was followed by a vicious kick to his testicles and a heel of palm strike to his ribs. I heard the satisfying crackle as ribs broke. With a muffled cry, he just sank to the ground unconscious. His colleague tried to grab me and he swung a punch at my head. I took him down to the ground with a simple arm lock, dislocating his shoulder, breaking his wrist and finished with a kick to the head. Two down one to go. I almost burst out laughing. The fat fuck had pulled out a Browning pistol. His fingers were so fat he was trying to get to the trigger, but the hammer was down and the safety was probably on. I whipped the gun out of his hand and jabbed my fingers into his eyes, he gave a shrill cry. As he tried to raise his hands I cupped my palms and boxed both his ears, rupturing both eardrums. To finish him off I kicked his kneecap on the one leg. I’m pretty sure it broke. He went down like a big blob of jelly,crying like a baby. I kicked him in the head to keep him quiet. I motioned to the woman to stand still, but with all the chains and duct tape, it was pretty much an empty gesture.

I ran to my car, grabbed some rope, and a few of my ninja tools and ran back. The poor woman was standing where I had left her. She was shaking with fear and tears were streaming down her face. The leader was trying to get up. I took a short blow pipe and puffed a tiny dart, not much bigger than an apple pip into his neck. Soundlessly, he just dropped like jelly. The darts were coated with a special mixture from the Far East. You could eat it and swallow it without harm, but the smallest prick completely and instantly paralyzed the victim for anything up to half an hour. I repeated the process with the other two and then very carefully retrieved my darts. Then I tied them up lying on their bellies with their legs bent and a rope from the ankles around their neck, if they struggled they would strangle themselves.

Now I turned my attention to the woman. I took a small lockpick and quickly unfastened the locks on her chains and took them off. Her wrists were taped with duct tape, which I tore off. Then as gently as I could, I took the duct tape from her mouth. For the first time I could actually see that this wasn’t a woman, it was a young girl. I guessed around fifteen or so, she was quite tall, around five feet seven, very athletic looking. She had on a short black dress adorning a perfect body, her face was red and swollen from crying. But even so, she was stunningly beautiful. Her legs were beautiful, she had dark brown hair which suited her perfectly. I took out my phone to call the police and turned to leave, but she grabbed my arm.

“Please.” She whispered huskily. “Don’t leave me here.” I was taken aback. I assumed from what had been said that she spoke no English.

“Oh, so you do speak English?” I asked.

“Yes some, but not so good.”

“Where do you live?” I asked her. “I can take you home if you like, but I’m calling the police and they will look after you.” She fell to her knees and grabbed my leg.

“Please, I beg you, don’t leave me here, they will hunt me down and kill me. Please take me with you. Those men sold me to the fat man and he was going to kill me. You saved my life. I can never thank you enough. I belong to you now. I’ll work for you, I’ll do anything, but please take me away from here.” I looked at this beauty. This could be the answer to my prayers..

“How do you know that I won’t kill you like the others?” I asked.

“You saved me, I belong to you. If you hadn’t come I would be screaming in agony. That’s what he said. I don’t believe you are like that. But it’s a chance I have to take. If you leave me, they will find me and kill me. There are others beside these men They are everywhere.” I took her hand.

“Let’s go.” She got into the front seat and I called the police and told them what had happened.

“Is the girl still with you, sir?” The cop asked.

“No, I replied, she ran off as soon as I released her. Look, I don’t want to get involved. I just happened to be there.” They wanted my name, but I refused to give it to them. I had deliberately used my phone with a prepaid, unregistered SIM card, so it was easy to take out and destroy. She sat quietly beside me until we drove to my home.

I owned quite a few propertities, dad hadn’t been around much when I was growing up. Mom had been killed in a car accident years ago and as I was the only child, I had inherited all my dad’s companies an properties world wide. My home in Kent was way off the beaten track. It was actually a farm and I kept it running as a farm. The foreman lived on the property in a cottage with his wife, and he took care of everything. Whey we got into the house, I sat her down. I made tea for me and coffee for her. Several times she had tried to speak, but I had held up my hand and stopped her. When she had finished her coffee and biscuits I poured another for both of us and a large cognac for each of us.

“Now, you can talk.” I told her. “First, I’m Vince. What’s your name, how old are you, where do you live and how did you get into this mess?” Slowly and hesitatingly, the story came out. Her name was Angela. She had been born in Serbia and she was indeed, Serbian. Amazingly, she was only thirteen. After the war when her dad had been killed, she lived with her mother who developed cancer. She had been offered a chance to start a new life in the UK. Her mom had paid five thousand Pounds to get her over to the UK, where she had been promised a job, working in a home taking care of the house and children and she would be able to complete her education. She had been taken in trucks and containers right across Europe, until they got to the UK. There had been five girls together. Once in the UK, two girls had been taken off and ostensibly gone to their new jobs. She and the other two had been taken to a house where there were four men and a woman. There were two Armenians and two English. She had pretended to speak no English, because something seemed wrong. The woman had been a doctor of some kind. She had taken a blood sample and examined her and then done an internal examination. She left her on the table and Angela had heard her say,

“This one isn’t a virgin. You know where she will have to go. The other two are OK. So keep your paws off then until after the auction..” They gave her pretty, lacy underware and the sexy black dress. They’d taken pictures of her naked and in the dress, then she had been paraded in front of cameras. An hour or so later, they had loaded her into the van and then I had found them.

“I was raped by a teacher at the school, when I was ten,” she told me. I told mom. She went to the police and the teacher got fired.” It took well over an hour before she finished the story.

“So what now?” I asked her. “Do you want to go back to Serbia? Do you have friends here?” A tear ran down her lovely face.

“I have no friends here. I have nowhere to go. I can’t go back to Serbia, even if I wanted to do, because these men have a big organization and if they find me, they will kill me. That I am sure of. Please can’t I stay here with you? I’ll work for you, I’ll do anything you ask, please don’t send me away..” It was then that I made my decision. I would keep her, legal or not, fuck it. She was alone in the world, so was I.

“Angela,” I told her. You don’t have to work for me, but you are welcome to stay here. Even if you had been sixty years old, I would still have done exactly the same with those men.. You can stay here as long as you like and you don’t owe me a thing. I’m only glad that I saved you from that fat, demented pig.” I led her up to one of the spare bedrooms.

“You can sleep here tonight” I told her. She grabbed my arm. “Please, I’m so alone and scared, please let me sleep in your room.” I could see that she was genuinely terrified.

“But there’s only one bed . . .” I started.

“I don’t mind, please, Vince. Those men will kill me. I don’t want to be alone.” I shrugged. My mind was working overtime.we went into the bedroom and I dug in my drawer and found a pair of my pajamas. There were a mile too big for her.

“Best I can do for tonight.” I told her. “Go on, pop into the bathroom and put them on. You can roll up the bottoms.” She came out a few minutes later. I normally slept naked, but tonight I put a pair of pajamas on as well.. I was already in bed when she came out. She climbed into the bed and lay beside me. Every few minutes tremors would run through her body.

“It’s.OK, Angela.” I told her. “No-one will harm you in here. Now try to relax and go to sleep.” She turned and looked at me.

“You can, if you want to. I owe you my life. I’ll do anything you want. I’m not very experienced but you can teach me.” She was almost in tears. I’d given this quite a bit of thought that night. If I had made a girl myself, I couldn’t have matched what lay beside me. She was my kind of age, she was amazingly beautiful. I didn’t have to see her naked to know that under her clothes she had a body to die for. She wasn’t well used, she was athletic and I didn’t want to lose her. Yes, I desperately wanted to fuck her, but it would be meaningless. It would be sex for gratitude, more like sex with a prostitute, she wasn’t offering for cash, but to repay me for helping her. I knew what would happen. She would let me, she probably would fake enjoying it but after a while once the memories of her experience were gone, she would leave and I’d be back Ipoh my own again. On the other hand, if I threw this chance away, I might never get another or it might make no difference to the end result. I knew that I wanted this girl, not just for a quick fuck, but permanently as a soul mate. I took the plunge, right or wrong, only time would tell.

“No, Angela, you don’t owe me a thing. When I intervened I had no idea that you were young and beautiful. I would have done the same for any woman and you don’t have to give me your body to repay me, because you don’t owe me. Now be a good girl, and go to sleep. It’s almost tomorrow already.”

“Are you sure?” She asked. “You aren’t … You know . . . homo, are you? I laughed.

“Definitely not.”

“Don’t you like me then?” I could see that she was baffled.

“Angela, you are beautiful, sexy, desirable and any man who would turn you down under normal circumstances would be stark raving insane. But these aren’t normal circumstances. I’m not interested in sex as payment, but for love. Now I’m tired. With you lying there, I don’t think I’ll get a lot of sleep, but you can.” I turned off the bedside lamp. Her hand found my face and she kissed me. Her face was wet with tears, but the trembling seemed to have stopped. I had a massive erection and it was some time before I fell asleep. Suddenly I was woken by a piecing scream. I jumped up and put the light on. Angela was sat up, she was wet through with sweat and shaking. I put my arm around her.

“Shhhh, it’s OK. You were just having a bad dream.” She put her arms around me and I hugged her.

“I was dreaming about what that man was going to do to me. It was horrible.” I hugged and patted her.

“By now, he’s in prison and I doubt if he will ever come out. So go back to sleep. I’ll be here to protect you.” I kissed her forehead and lay her back down. She put her head on my shoulder.

“Please hold me, Vince. I feel safe with you.” I didn’t get back to sleep again. I lay holding her until she awoke at almost ten in the morning.

“Ah, so sleeping beauty awakes.” I laughed. “Please can I have my arm back now?” She gave just the tiniest hint of a smile.

“Sorry.” She said sheepishly. “You’re very good to me.”

“Well you can pay me by helping make breakfast, then we can go and do some shopping and get you some clothes. A look of alarm and terror spread across her
lovely face.

“Oh, please no, Vince, please don’t make me go outside. If anyone sees me and recognizes me they will come and kill me and you as well. These men are ruthless. You and I caused them a problem yesterday and they’ll never forgive us. They don’t know who you are, but they have photos of me and you know all their colleagues will have them too.” She clung to me and started crying again. I hugged her.

“Alright, sweetie. You don’t have to go out if you don’t want to do. Just give me your sizes and I’ll pop out and get some things for you.”

“No.” She held me even tighter. “Please don’t go out and leave me alone. I’m so scared. Please stay with me. Please.” I calmed her down.

“Alright, we’ll do some internet shopping and have the things delivered.” She looked at me with those dark brown eyes.

“Vince, it’s awfully nice of you, but I have no money, no job, nowhere to go and no way to ever repay you and the only thing that I can offer, you don’t want. I don’t know what to do.”

“Angela, Angela, I’m not short of money. I don’t want anything from you, you don’t have to repay me for anything. I just want you to be safe and happy. I’ll look after you, feed you, clothe you and protect you. If you want to repay me, you can help me around the house. You can pick up you schoolwork again on the computer, you don’t have to have perfect English for everything, maths, music, art, chemistry, physics, you can study without having perfect English. There are online translators as well. All I want from you, is to see you smile, laugh, and be happy.” She put her face up and offered me her lips. I tried to give her a quick peck, but she held my head and gave me a long very passionate kiss. I was squirming, desperately trying to control my wayward penis.

We made breakfast and afterwards, we got onto the Internet and ordered her clothes. She was horrified at the amount of money that I spent.

“But Vince that’s al awful lot of money,are you sure?”

“Believe me, that’s not a lot of money.” I told her. I own companies in China, Japan, Europe, America, Africa and right here. Fortunately, I do most of my work from here over the Internet and telephone. I have a Dojo in town, but I have another guy running it, so I don’t have to go there every day. I would like to take you and teach you, but as long as you don’t want to go outside, I won’t try to make you..

The clothes arrived the next day, even in casual things to wear around the house, she looked gorgeous. That night, she slept in my bed again. Twice she woke up, but it wasn’t as bad as the night before. After a week she had settled down nicely. She smiled and even laughed a bit. I waited a few more days and then decided to test the water.

“Angela, how about we make up one of the spare rooms for you. You can redecorate it and . . .” She looked alarmed and cut he off.

“Why, Vince? Have I done something wrong? Are you tired of having me here. A tear trickled down her face.

“Of course not silly, I just though that you would feel more comfortable if you had a room of your own and your own bed to sleep in.” She started crying.

“But I like being with you. I like sleeping in your bed. I like to feel you close to me. You don’t understand. I love you Vince, but you don’t want me. It’s OK. I’ll sleep alone if you want to get rid of me.” Now, I was really alarmed.

“For Christ’s sake Angela, don’t be silly. Of course I want you. I always have, but not for gratitude. I want something permanent. It’s very uncomfortable lying in bed next to you, knowing how lovely you are and well, you know what I mean. It gets very uncomfortable.” She grabbed me and grabbed my hair.

“Vince, you idiot. I get just as uncomfortable. I’ve always wanted you. Yes, I suppose the first couple of nights, there was some gratitude in the offer but I also get uncomfortable. Girls have their needs as well, you know. I’ll be honest, my body wants you, but in my mind, I’m just plain terrified. I can’t forget how painful it was when that teacher used me. You’ve done so much for me. I WILL find a way to repay you, but not in that way. I want you to make love to me. I’m scared, I’m not sure what to do to make a man happy, but I know that you’ll try not to hurt me. That’s the only thing that I’m lacking and I want it to be permanent too. I don’t think I could ever trust another man. Please Vince, if you want me, then for God’s sake take me.” She crushed her lips to mine. This time I returned the kiss. She took my hand and placed it on her breast. Within seconds we were exploring each other’s bodies. I picked her up in my arms and ran with her up to the bedroom. We were busy tearing each other clothes off on the way, buttons flew off, clothes were torn. At last we both lay naked on the bed. Her hand lovingly caressed my erection. Her body was even better than my imagination. I made a meal of her two gorgeous breasts. I caressed them, sucked them, nibbled them. We were both already sweating. Our breathing was ragged. I kissed her beautiful flat tummy, she had a six-pack that would make body builders envious, I found my way down to the triangle between her long, well-muscled’ gorgeous legs. I just couldn’t get enough of her. I lapped her juices. When I got to her clit, she cried out. Her body arched as she tried to bury me inside her. It only seemed to take a few minutes before she started shaking and shivering as waves of ecstasy swept over her. She started to cry.

“Whatever’s the matter?” I asked, concerned that I’d hurt her in some way.

“No, it was just so wonderful. I’ve never been able to have an orgasm before. After that bastard raped me, I seemed to die inside. I tried myself many times, but I never really enjoyed it and I never reached a climax before. I thought I was dying it was so wonderful.” I got myself between her legs.

“Let’s see if you can get another one.” She held my rock hard erection and rubbed it against her wetness. I slid slowly and gently into her until my entire six and a half inches was buried deep inside her.

“It feels so good to know that someone really loves me.” She whispered. “I want to have your babies, Vince. I want to belong to you for ever. We moved together. It was as if we had practiced this for years. It felt so – right there was no hurry, we were lost in time. I never wanted this to stop. I held on. Gently thrusting in and out, still synchronized together. Now I was feeling the strain, my thrusts became faster and deeper, she moaned. Her hands grabbed my buttocks.

“Oh God, I’m almost there again.” Her voice rose. Now I was going at it like a mad thing. My balls started to rise. She cried out and at the same time I let go, pumping load after load of my semen deep inside that wonderful body. We just clung to each other as she milked every drop out of me with her inner muscles.. If I had stayed inside her, I knew I was going to get hard again, but I didn’t want to spoil it for her, so reluctantly, I gently eased out. She gasped as I left her and rolled onto her side. She got hold of my shrinking penis. It was still dribbling semen, but it didn’t bother her.

“Was it alright?” She asked nervously. “Did you enjoy it? I’m not very experienced, you’ll have to teach me.” She looked anxiously at me.

“It was wonderful, my darling. I kissed her. “I don’t ever want to lose you.” She sighed with contentment and snuggled up close to me. Her hand still held my manhood. Within minutes she was fast asleep. I reached over and put out the light and fell asleep as well. I woke several hours later. We were both still in the same position. Her hand was covered in flakes of dried semen. I gently moved her hand. She gave a little sort of sigh and shifted slightly. I turned over and held her and went back to sleep again.

For months, she wouldn’t leave the house. When I had to leave she locked everything up. The house had a safe room and she worked and slept in it most of the time. Only leaving to make food. I made sure that I was never away for more than three days at a time. Eventually’ there was big news that Interpol and police in various countries had arrested most of the men involved in the trafficking and it was only then that she started to really relax. Fortunately, she looked much older than she actually was. She had no papers, the traffickers had all of them, but I planned to get some documents for her. Nothing is impossible if you have money. She had a great taste in clothes and she looked every inch a perfect lady. It would be some time before I could introduce her to others, but we were together and that was all that mattered.