"Hey, where do you want to go so quickly?" the man asks ironically.

The girl's heart beats hard. This is the moment, she had feared.

Well, she had been very proud four weeks ago, almost exactly at her twelfth birthday, when her ballet-teacher told her, she was good enough for the advanced group. The group that trains every Wednesday in the evening till half past eight. Now, in mid-September, it's almost night and Sandra fears her way home.

She hurries, she doesn't change clothes, she only puts on a Tshirt and a little skirt. It's only ten minutes at home, but the path is deserted- and now!

She begins to run when suddenly another man stands before her. He is tall, athletic, forty years of age. Sandra turns around, she wants to flee, but there is the other man who's voice she had heard. He is younger and even more muscular. She tries to escape to her left but the forty years old takes hold of her waist and presses the other hand on her mouth. Then he grumbles: "One sound and you are dead!" Sandra freezes with fear and is carried to a waiting van. The two men enter it and a third starts the motor and drives away.

The older one has thrown Sara on her belly in the backseat. He chains her wrists with handcuffs on her back and covers her eyes.

"A sweety!" the one with the deep voice says with appreciation. "Yes" the oldest one answers, "She will give us much pleasure!" The driver laughs and speeds up his car.

2.

Sandra is in terror. She has heard so many things about rape and sexual harassment. For years now the newspapers are full of juicy stories about child-molesters. -Stories in all detail that must have driven the writer's blood entirely into their cocks. But this background and the hypocrisy is unknown to Sandra, she is in fear. The man beneath her, it's ,the strong one, puts his hands under her skirt and strokes her muscular ass.

"Please, don't hurt me!" the girl begs.

He laughs to his friends: "Do you hear that?" And to her: "Listen, baby, we do like you and we will enjoy you. We will fuck you and do other things, nice things. Right, boys?"

"Right!" they give back and one says: "When you behave, we will bring you back in one piece, if not...." he lets the sentence open. The muscular one kneads Sandra's ass, then he spreads her legs. His strong hand goes between and strokes her sex.

"Friends, this cutie is hot and sweaty and very muscular. I think she is a good catch!" The driver asks: "What's your name?"

"Sandra" the frightened girl whispers.

"What?"

"Sandra"

"How old are you?"

"Twelve"

"Do you have hair at your cunt?"

"Sorry?"

"Do you have hair at your cunt?"

"What is a cunt?"

"Don't fool us" the strong man growls, pushes his finger under her leotard and in her childish slit.

"That's a cunt" he explains and continues after some exploring: "Friends, she is as bald as the nine year old we fucked last week!"....(cont)