A gang of teenagers rob me in the park whilst I was drunk. I get my revenge by spiking them and punishing them.
I’d been divorced a couple of years and suffered depression so used to go and sit in a local park drinking. This is a story of how I made a wayward teen pay for stealing from me.
I sat in the local park drinking from a bottle of vodka as I usually did most evenings when the weather was nice. I sat on a bench under an archway, surrounded by flowerbeds of sweet scented roses, the red bricks of the Victorian structure emitting their heat from the hot day as the sun set and the day cooled.
In the park, shrieks and laughter came from a bunch of kids playing, kicking a ball, riding a bike, sitting on the swings.
I watched the kids as they ran through the flowerbeds, jumping over the rectangles of dirt that had been turned over by workers and scattering rose petals as they did so.
I sat sipping at the bottle of vodka, feeling the liquid burn to my stomach and I thought about leaving. The noise of the kids was beginning to grate on me and I pondered walking back to the empty house and going to bed.
I took another swig from the bottle and leaned back on the bench, thinking about my old life, my ex wife, my kids, my home – they were all gone after my wife cheated on me because I was ‘boring in the bedroom’ and ‘vanilla’.
My mind flew back to better times and as the world turned, tears rolled down my cheeks as I thought about all that was lost.
I slowly passed out on the bench, the vodka doing its job of anaesthetising me sufficiently to make me lose consciousness and the world before my eyes and in my brain disappear.
I was conscious of voices around me but I was so drunk, I couldn’t focus. Dark shadows danced in front of my eyes and voices whispered and echoed. I began to come round and felt a hand in my jeans pocket, tugging at something, something stuck, and I opened my eyes to see the face of a mousey blonde haired girl in front of me, her blue eyes wide and her hand stuck into my jeans pocket trying to remove something.
I moved suddenly and it was enough to allow the hand to be retrieved, along with the contents of my pocket – my wallet, and the girl suddenly turned and ran.
“Hey!” I shouted weakly. “Hey no… hey my… my pictures!” I staggered to my feet, stumbling down the brick steps in front of me before falling hard on the ground, my hands taking the full force of my fall. I dragged myself up only to fall again on my left side and suddenly the tears flowed as I yelled after the running youths, crawling along the gravel path, looking pathetic.
Then I was sick. A gut wrenching torrent of bile and vodka cascaded from my lips and it burned. My convulsions lasted a few minutes before I dragged my sorry self to my feet and began the short walk home, swaying and staggering, clutching onto trees and walls as I made my way back to my tiny flat.
Once inside, I collapsed onto the sofa and passed out again. Fully clothed. Fully wasted.
I awoke with a banging head around 10am and I dragged myself up off the sofa. My hands were black and grazed, tiny bits of gravel imbedded in my palms, fingernails torn. I was filthy and I smelled and as I made my way to the bathroom, I discarded my jacket on a chair and stripped off, stepping into the shower before switching it on, the cold water causing me to gasp before it slowly warmed and became hot.
I winced at the pain in my hands as I soaped my skin, gingerly scrubbing the gravel from my wounds before washing my hair and stepping out of the shower.
Wrapped in a towel, I retrieved the First Aid kit from the bathroom cabinet and applied antiseptic cream and sticking plaster to my wounds before going into the kitchen to make coffee.
As I sat at the table drinking the hot coffee, I forced my mind back to the night before, trying to remember the details. I remembered the kids playing, the shouting, the blonde girl’s face.
The blonde girl! My wallet!
I rushed to my jeans and sure enough my wallet was gone, my money, my cards… the pictures of my kids…
The blonde haired girl. I could see her now. Her face close to mine. The blue eyes.
Quickly I went into the bedroom and threw on some clothes, sweat pants and a zipper top and sneakers and grabbing my keys, I half walked, half ran back to the park.
Scouting around, I searched among the flowerbeds and soon I found a bank card in the dirt. Then another. I found receipts scattered and as I searched, I saw the photo of my kids, damp from the morning dew, the colours bleeding into one another.
“Bastards!” I screamed. “You fucking little bastards!” I was raging. And as I searched around, I found my wallet, sat on a small wall as though someone had found it and placed it there for me to find. It was empty.
I shoved the cards and things I’d found back inside and stared at the ruined photo, my tears flowing and falling on the discoloured paper. I held it to my lips and kissed it before I tucked it back inside the wallet.
“I’m going to fucking punish you, you little cunt!” I seethed and I quickly walked from the park towards my home to plan my revenge.
The next couple of days were a washout, heavy rain and cold winds so the park was empty, devoid of the screaming kids as they chased each other about. The third day was better. The sun had returned and so had the heat. The park was full once more of teens on bikes, ‘young dumb and full of cum’ as you might say. Teenaged girls in crop tops and tight shorts sat around whilst the boys circled like vultures, hoping to cop a feel or even more.
I’d spotted a bunch of them sitting on the small playground, swinging on swings and sitting around on bikes, smoking weed and drinking Monster from cans.
I walked past them, scanning each of their faces but not allowing recognition to light up my face and give me away. And I saw her. And she saw me.
She instantly turned to one of her friends and whispered something into her ear. There was a slight giggle and a nod and a mouth clamped over a mouth. I continued walking and pretended not to recognise any of them, making my way to the flowerbeds once more and the brick arches with the benches in them.
Once more I sat on the bench and once more I opened a bottle of vodka but this time, I didn’t drink from it. I sat and pretended to drink, raising the bottle up and down as though I was just there to get drunk and soon, the teens had approached and began to observe from a distance.
Soon, I laid down on the bench as if drunk, the bottle of vodka on the ground in front of me, my eyes closed. I heard whispering and giggling and soon heard someone stealthily approach, their feet crunching gently on the gravel path.
I opened my eyes slightly and pretended to be wasted, seeing the blonde haired girl crouching and sneaking forward, her hand extended for the vodka bottle.
“Are jyou a nanejel?” I slurred, doing my best impression of someone completely wasted. “You look like a nanejel you…” and I closed my eyes again, just in time to see her grab the bottle and sprint off to join her friends. I lay there motionless for a few minutes more before rising quickly and making my way across the park.
There was an old bandstand in the park, surrounded by trees and completely overgrown. The teens would sit in it at night, drinking and smoking dope, the rotting roof and canopy of trees offering them some protection from the elements.
I wore camouflage combats tonight and crept silently through the bushes towards where the kids were sat, drinking my vodka.
There were only 5 of them by now, 3 girls and 2 boys and as the evening sun set and the shadows grew, they sat in a circle passing the bottle between them, a joint being passed around too.
I looked at my watch. “Not long now” I thought and I chuckled as I cast my mind back to the day before when I’d bought the bottle of vodka, taking it home and lacing it with the clear, colourless and tasteless liquid from the centre of some sleeping pill capsules.
Another half hour passed until I saw the first one, a boy about 14, pass out, laid on his side with his arm for a pillow. Then a girl, then another. The remaining boy stood up as if he was going to leave before he sat back down again and leaning on the iron rail around the bandstand, his head sank to his chest and he was out cold. A matter of moments later, my target, the little mousey blonde thief, in her tiny crop top and shorts was out too.
There was rarely anyone other than kids ever down this end of the park so I moved quickly but confidently to the bandstand, glancing quickly about before climbing the few wooden steps.
The 5 teens lay there, completely unconscious and my heart pounded as I looked down at their helpless drugged bodies. One the girls, about 13 or 14 years old with a large pair of tits forced into a tiny white top, and an equally tiny mini skirt on, lay at the top of the steps, her legs apart showing the gusset of her pale yellow lacy thong which was riding into her pussy lips and showing off one shaved labia. Quickly a scooped her up in my arms and hurriedly moved her into the bushes onto a clear piece of ground.
I returned and picked up another girl, this one smaller and maybe 12 or 13 with tight shorts that showed off her cunt lips and tiny A cup boobs in her crop top with what looked like a trainer bra. Again I dashed into the bushes and laid her next to the other girl.
I repeated my trips back and forth until I had all the teens in the bushes, their bikes concealed and no evidence on the bandstand that anyone was there.
Quickly, I jogged through the park, avoiding routes where evening walkers might be and made it back to my flat. I grabbed the keys to my car and hurriedly started the engine, driving slowly so as not to attract attention and drove to the park.
A small service road, generally used by park workers, led to the bandstand and I carefully drove to the bushes and parked up out of view.
I crawled back into the undergrowth and my 5 sleeping victims were still there, completely unconscious. I checked to see if each one was breathing and satisfied that no one was dead, I went back to my car and open the back door, lowering the rear seats to make more room and pulling a blanket from the boot, threw it on the seats.
I returned to the sleeping bodies and I looked down at my prize, the little mousey thief who had stolen my wallet. She was wearing tight black shorts and a crop top, her tits around a B cup size and no bra. I was about to pick her up and put her into the car when I noticed the girl with the yellow thong on and her legs parted and her labia showing and my desire for revenge escalated to new heights.
I moved to where she lay and raised her top, lifting her bra up over her massive tits. She was probably 14 with a D cup and had huge dark nipples.
My cock had sprung to life and as I looked down on the sleeping bodies, I suddenly had a plan.
I returned to the car, checking no one was around and rummaged in the glove box and retrieved a pack of condoms.
Dashing back into the bushes, I knelt in front of the girl with the thong and opened her legs wide, pulling the thong fully to the side and revealing her pink inner lips and bump of her clit.
I was rock hard and panting as I tore open the foil packet of a condom and stuffed it into my jacket pocket.
I rolled the condom onto my cock and gently rubbed the teat against her lips and clit, stroking my length up and down her slit. She began to get moist and I pushed the head of my cock inside her, the lubed rubber helping to ease my entire length into her.
I fucked her pussy for a few minutes, rolling her nipples between my fingers until I felt my cum beginning to rise.
I pulled from her and stood up, walking to one of the boys and lifting him and dragging him to the girl. I dragged his jogging bottoms and underpants down and laid him between her legs, pushing his flaccid cock into her wet hole and smiling as I left them in that position.
Next was the smaller girl with the tiny tits.
Tugging off her top and her trainer bra, she had small round nipples that were pink and puffy and as I lifted her up, I sucked on them and they grew hard momentarily.
The other boy was lay on his back and I lay the smaller girl on top of him, her knees straddling his waist, her head and chest on his torso.
I stooped and tugged down his track pants and shorts, revealing his cock with its smattering of pubic hair circling the base and sprouting randomly on his balls.
I was excited now more than ever and wrenched at the little girls shorts, dragging them from her body, her legs now outstretched and her lay with her groin touching the boy’s. I quickly yanked off her underwear and raised her hips back up into a kneeling position, her pussy and butthole staring right at me.
I moved into position, straddling my knees over the boys outstretched legs and moved my cock towards the soft shaved pussy lips of the small girl. I parted her cunt with my thumbs and in the now near dark, I rubbed my condom clad dick up and down her slit and poked it at her hole. She was so small and tight I couldn’t possibly penetrate her so I spread her knees further, raising her cunt up to offer better access. I still couldn’t push past her hole and I was fearful of tearing the condom. I didn’t want to leave any trace I’d fucked these kids but I noticed the boy underneath us was dribbling from his mouth.
I reached over the girl’s body and scooped up the saliva as it ran down his cheek, smearing it on the condom and around the girl’s hole. This time it was better and the tip of my cock eased into the tiny hole before there was slight resistance. A hymen. This bitch was a virgin!
Slowly I eased back and forth, scooping up spit from the kid as he foamed at the mouth and rubbing it on the tiny girls hole before pushing back inside. A few more tiny strokes and there was a pop and I groaned as I pushed my entire length into her. I stroked back and forth, my thrusts becoming more urgent and I looked down to see the red staining of blood on the condom and I could smell the iron in the air. With a sudden groan I gripped her hips and drove myself deep into her cunt, the condom swelling as my cum filled it.
Panting, I slowly and carefully pulled out of her, the cum filled tip of the condom slowly stretching as it came out of her tight hole.
I moved back and lined up the boys cock with her pussy, rubbing his teen meat up and down her lips, coating him in her blood that oozed from her newly torn hymen.
I hurriedly pulled up my pants, keeping the condom on me and not allowing any of my cum to escape and leave any kind of evidence behind, I turned to my prize – the little thief.
Quickly I grabbed her and checking no one was around, I lifted her into the back of the car, covering her with the blanket.
I returned to the bushes one more time and smiled at the scene as the sleeping couple lay entwined in each other’s arms. I grabbed the vodka bottle from the bandstand and replaced it with one I’d brought from my home, taking care to wash the rim with vodka to destroy any DNA and wiping down any fingerprints before I took each of the sleeping teens hands and placed them on the glass, transferring their prints to the bottle. I rubbed some of the boy’s saliva around the rim and tossed it down between the bodies and with that, I jumped in the car and drove through the park and towards my home.
My flat was a house split into two, of which mine was the downstairs one. At the rear of the house was a parking bay which was covered by a plastic carport roof which hid anything from view from above. My neighbour worked nights so I knew he wouldn’t be home and I felt safe as I pulled up at the rear of my house and opened the back door. I quickly opened the back door of the car and grabbed the sleeping girl from the seats, complete with blanket and scurried inside and shut the door with my foot.
I carried the child to the bedroom and lay her down on the bed before returning to the back door and locking it. I checked the front door was also locked and bolted before I stripped off my clothes and threw them into the washing machine on a hot wash. The condom was still hanging from my cock so I quickly wrapped it in kitchen paper before I flushed it down the toilet. I then jumped into the shower, scrubbing myself with soap and water as hot as I could stand before grabbing a towel and heading back to the bedroom.
The girl lay on her back, head to one side and her legs hanging over the side, her feet on the floor.
I knelt down and removed her shoes, tugged off her socks and reached up to pull down her tight black shorts. I used my shoulders to raise her legs so that her shorts slid down her thighs and over her feet.
She wore grey high leg panties with white trim and I couldn’t help but push my nose into her crotch and inhale. Her scent was musky, not too strong and only a hint of odour. I hooked my fingers over the waistband and slowly eased her panties down, revealing her puffy mons with a mousey stripe of hair shaved into it, about an inch or so long.
Her outer lips were shaved smooth and her inner lips just poked delicately from within, tinged pink and wavy like the edge of a clam.
I pulled the underwear clear from her legs and feet and stood to move her body up the bed until her entire body and feet were lay on it.
Opening up her legs wide I pushed my palm up her gash, using my middle finger to circle her clit before using my thumb and index finger to open up her lips.
Inside, her cunt was pink and moist and I couldn’t resist myself as I brought my head down and clamped my mouth on the sleeping girl’s pussy, tasting the sharpness of her hole as I pushed my tongue inside her, the acidity of her young juices making me groan.
I pushed her lips around with my finger, spitting on her clit and moving the bubbles of saliva around with the tip of my finger, circling her clit before dipping it inside her hole.
There was no resistance. This one had been fucked before and I snarled angrily down at her as I pushed my finger deep inside her, my finger circling the entrance to her cervix before I pumped it in and out of her.
I switched to two fingers and splayed them out as I thrust them deep inside her little pink cunt, stretching her tight walls and feeling her incredible heat.
My cock was already dripping and I couldn’t hold back as I knelt in front of her, pulled her thighs over mine and plunged my rock hard cock into her. I stroked into her half a dozen times before she began to stir, her hand sleepily coming down to my cock and trying to push me away. Panicked, I grabbed a scarf hanging on the back of the bedroom door and quickly tied it round her eyes. Under the bed was a box of toys that my ex wife had left at my door after we split – whips, chains, feathers, a couple of dildos and some handcuffs – we’d never used them. Too ‘vanilla’. They were proper handcuffs with keys and no release mechanisms.
I grabbed the box and emptied it out on the bed, my heart pounding as I quickly found and slipped the handcuffs onto her wrists and clamped them into the end of the bed.
She began moaning loudly and was coming round quickly so I grabbed another scarf and tied it round her mouth. This seemed to wake her up completely as she began thrashing on the bed, tugging at the handcuffs and trying to scream.
I straddled across her naked body, my balls nestled into crotch as I leaned forward and grabbed her jaw, hissing at her to be quiet.
She froze and suddenly started sobbing, her body shaking in fear.
I tried to calm her down, stroking her hair and whispering in her ear. I tried to sound foreign so she didn’t recognise my accent and her chest heaved up and down as she felt the heat of my breath on her face.
“Shush now. No one is going to hurt you but you’ve been a very bad girl and you need to be punished.” and I stroked the back of my hand over her left breast and down her body to her bellybutton and back up again.
She froze and began shaking her head, pleading with me from behind her gag as my fingers stroked up and down her skin. “Hey don’t worry… when you’ve had your punishment, I’m going to let you go. Now I’m going to take your gag off your mouth. If you scream or shout, that’s going to be a very bad thing” and I grabbed a metal pen from the side of the bed and rubbed the cold metal across her face and neck. “I think you know what this is don’t you?” I whispered ominously, hoping my ‘knife’ threat had the desired effect. It did and she relaxed and I slowly untied the gag.
“I’m going to ask you some questions. If you answer them nicely, you’ll be let go sooner. If you are bad, your parents might be upset, if you get my meaning” and she nodded quickly.
“What’s your name?”
“Candice”
“Hello Candice, I’m…” and I paused in a panic as I thought up a fake name. “Tom. My name’s Tom”
Her voice was quiet, barely a whisper as she said “hi Tom”
“How old are you Candice?”
“14”
“Only 14? You look older than that. You’re not telling fibs are you?” and she shook her head violently.
“No! I’m 14. My birthday was 5 weeks ago” and she started to blub again, her chest heaving as she sobbed.
“Hey! No need for tears” I assured her. “Let’s carry on. So you’re 14 right? Do you have a boyfriend?” and she shook her head.
“No. He cheated with another girl” and she started to snivel again.
“Hey that makes two of us. My… girlfriend… cheated on me too”. I was careful not to say wife. I didn’t want her to be able to identify me in any way.
“Oh… I’m sorry” she said and she sounded sincere. “I hate cheaters”
I nodded in agreement and realised she couldn’t see me so I continued my questioning.
“So this boyfriend of yours, this cheater, did you… um… have sex with him?”
There was a long silence and she crossed and uncrossed her legs several times before she answered in one long explosion.
“Yeah but he said he would stay with me forever and he loved me and there wouldn’t be anyone else and he said I was special and I let him cum in me because I got the implant for him and he still FUCKED MY BEST FRIEND!” and she screamed out the words with genuine venom. “I FUCKING HATE HIM!” and she began to sob uncontrollably once more, her body heaving beneath me as I still sat naked across her hips.
“Hey! Don’t worry about him! Forget him. I’ll make you feel loved and better. Fuck that prick!” and she stopped crying and became rigid on the bed.
“What do you mean? Are you…? Do…? What do you mean?”
“Let me show you. Let me make you feel better” I whispered and put my hands on her tits and gently massaged them. She went rigid again, her breath becoming panicked as my hands travelled down her body, my thumbs pressing on her belly as I moved down her legs, sliding my butt back until I sat on her ankles.
“Did your boyfriend do this?” I murmured as I lowered my head down and kissed each of her nipples, sucking each one into my lips. She gasped as I applied pressure and let go, tracing my tongue down her soft skin to her belly button. She groaned slightly as I kissed and sucked at the flesh on her belly, moving slowly downward with each kiss.
“No mister” she pleaded. “Please… don’t…” and my tongue licked at her mound, zigzagging down to the tiny strip of hair just above her slit.
“Mister? Mister! MISTER!” she wailed as my thumbs pushed her thighs apart and she tried to resist.
“Hey! Don’t do that. Don’t fight me” and I forced her legs wide open until I lay on my belly and looked straight at her pink pussy.
“Please mister… I…” and my tongue circled her clit causing her to jump. “Mister!” her voice wavered as the tip of my tongue circled round and round, up and down her hood and her inner thighs started to tremble. “Mister!” she almost growled as I sucked on her, my tongue now pushing at her hole and her juices just starting to spring from her walls. “Ooohhh… uh… uhh… miiissstttteeerrrrr…” and I pushed back on her legs, her knees up to her shoulders as I buried my tongue deep inside her snatch. Her legs were now quaking and I pushed my index finger inside her and she moaned out so loudly I thought someone might come knocking. I clamped my hand over her mouth as her cunt walls squeezed and pulsed and her pussy juice turned to cream around my thrusting finger.
I couldn’t take any more and raising myself up, I moved forward between her legs, my cock dripping precum as I moved forward and plunged my entire length into her.
She exploded on the bed, the handcuffs rattling as she tugged and pulled, trying to escape. Her hips heaved and bucked as my cock plundered her, my balls smashing into her butthole as I pounded down on her tiny cunt.
Within moments I could feel my cum about to explode and with just a few more thrusts, I yanked my cock out of her body and sprayed my load over her tits and belly. I felt like I’d never cum like it in my life and I roared out loud as rope after rope of hot cum splashed onto her tiny frame.
She thrashed beneath me and it took me a few seconds to realise she wasn’t yelling “fuck me!” she was yelling “help me!”
I managed to catch my breath as the euphoria of my orgasm washed over me when I suddenly realised the scarf around her eyes had slipped and she was looking straight at my face! I looked deep into her pretty blue eyes and insanity overtook me.
Still rock hard, I plunged my cock into her again, causing her to cry out but this time, she was trying to scream the house down. I freaked out.
Grabbing her by the throat I pushed down and her eyes bulged. My hips hammered into her and the slapping sound of our bodies was louder than I’d ever heard before. She tried to thrash her head as I held her and she went crimson, her entire body thrashing as she tried to breathe. I continued on, pounding my cock into her, feeling her loosen as she began to lose consciousness until with an almighty shriek, I came again, my balls emptying themselves inside her and filling her to the brim.
I stopped and looked down. She wasn’t breathing! Quickly I jumped up and listened to her chest. Her heart was still beating. I grabbed her nose and clamped my mouth over hers, filling her lungs with air. I repeated it. Twice. Three times and on the fourth attempt, she gasped and began gulping in lungfuls of air before she started crying again.
I loosened the handcuffs and picked her up, almost running with her to the bathroom before dumping her in the bathtub.
I turned on the shower and let the warm water rain down on her before inserting the plug. I tied the scarf back over her eyes and as she cried and shook, I soaped her body down, washing my seed from her tits and body. The water in the bath was now a few inches deep and I laid her back in the water, ordering her to open her legs. I poured some sterilising solution for cleaning out the bath into the water and into her hole and began working it with my fingers. I filled her pussy with water over and over, taking down the shower head and directing it into her hole, washing out and cum that might be in there.
Satisfied she was clean, I lifted her from the bath and dashed back to the bedroom, towelling her dry before dragging her clothes over her head and legs. Her panties went on inside out and I was in too much of a hurry to turn them round so I just dragged up her shorts over them.
She looked dishevelled and weak now and she sobbed gently as she sat on the bed, broken and violated.
“Here, drink this” I told her and handed her a can of Coke, guiding it into her hand. She shook her head but I shouted “DRINK IT!” and she jumped and began to sip at the can. “FASTER! ALL OF IT!” and she hurriedly drained the can.
I quickly made myself a coffee and smoked a cigarette to calm my nerves. I hadn’t smoked in years and the pack in the drawer were old and dry and they made me cough like a man with lung cancer.
I returned to the bedroom where the girl, Candice, sat upright and silent.
“Come on. I’ll take you back” I said softly.
“Where?” her voice crackled
“Never mind. It’s ok”. and took her hand and guided her towards the back door and my waiting car. “Come on” and I helped her into the back seat where she lay down.
“My boyfriend cheated on me” she murmured sadly in the back of the car as I clambered in to the front seat and started the engine.
“I know” I replied and before I got to the end of the road, she was passed out once more.
I got to the park and pulled up next to the bushes and stopped. I jumped out cautiously and pushed my way inside. My heart pounded as I spotted the four bodies, exactly where I’d left them and returning to the car, I hoisted out the young girl and carried her into the bushes.
I laid her down at the side of the girl with the big tits and the boy on top of her and turned away before turning back and kneeling by the sleeping girl. I pulled her shorts and panties down and left them on one leg and took the unconscious boys fingers and pushed them inside her pussy.
With that, I dashed back to the car and then home again.
I climbed into bed and reached into the drawer at the side of the bed and took out a couple of sleeping pills.
I felt exhausted.
Downing them with water, I laid down on the pillow.
I thought to myself that I could still smell the girl in the room and within minutes, I was asleep.
In the park, one of the teen boys was just stirring…
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