"Put the light on," she heard herself saying in a little girl's voice.
A boy's voice answered, "It's supposed to be dark. They never do it in the light."
She was beginning to regret the whole thing. She wished she had never let Danny talk her into playing this crazy game. He was older, though, and most older children didn't want to fool around with little girls. Besides, Danny was so pretty she just liked looking at him. He was eleven years old! He knew everything. He was so grown up. She would have played with him if only it wasn't so dark. This ugly old basement was damp too.
"If you don't want to play house, just say so, and we'll go upstairs," the boy pouted.
"Don't get mad at me," the girl pleaded. "I want to play. I'm getting used to the darkness now. What are we going to do?"
"Well, I'm your husband and you are my wife. Okay. We've just put the children to bed and we're watching television. Sit here by me," the boy commanded. The girl quickly sat by his side. "Closer," he demanded.
Christy sat right next to Danny, so that she was touching his side. She had touched other children before, but somehow, she felt different this time. Her pee-pee itched and she wanted to scratch it.
"The kiddies are asleep now, how about you and me 'making it,' baby?" Danny was trying to imitate his father's voice.
Christy smiled and looked at the pretty boy, not knowing what to expect next.
"You're supposed to kiss me on the cheek," the boy whispered.
The little girl quickly responded by planting a big kiss on his cheek.
Danny was getting a little nervous now. He wanted to explore the girl's body, but he didn't know what to do next. He remembered his parents were always kissing on the mouth, so he touched the girl's lips with his own. He wished she would do something besides smile all the time. She didn't have any bumps on her chest, so the only thing worth looking into was what she had hidden beneath her panties.
Christy kept thinking it was awfully scary down here. She would really prefer playing out in the sun, but if this was what Danny wanted, she'd do it. She was a little nervous about being in the cellar with Danny because her Uncle wasn't working right now and she was afraid of him. He always looked at her in a funny way. He was Danny's father and he was always pinching her behind. Lots of times he pinched so hard it left a black and blue mark.
When Danny put his hand on her leg, Christy was surprised. Not that she had never been touched on the leg, but Danny's hand felt so… hot.
"You just do what I do," Danny's voice sounded shaky to the girl. She wouldn't disobey him for anything, though. She put her hand on his leg. He must be cold, Christy thought. She saw him shaking. When he slid his hand up her leg to her crotch, she did the same to him. She wished her hole wasn't so itchy. It was really bothering her now. She jumped a little when Danny's hand touched her there. His hand was shaking so much, though, she reached down with her free hand and steadied his.
"Are you cold?" she asked the boy.
"No!" he protested. "You're supposed to touch me there now."
Christy couldn't understand why Danny's voice sounded so funny. She was glad, though, that he was rubbing her pee-pee. The itching was getting worse. She wondered if he had the same problem. He had something in the way. A little bump was right in front of his hole. She tried to move it aside so that she could rub him the same way, but it wouldn't move, so she just started rubbing the whole area. "How's that feel, baby?" Danny was trying to sound like his father again.
Christy thought he was so funny. It did feel good though. She tried to sound like her aunt when she replied, "Oh, it feels good, darling."
Danny told the girl to stand up for a minute. Christy didn't want him to stop rubbing yet, but she did what she was asked. When she stood up, Danny knelt in front of her. He lifted her short skirt and ordered her to hold it. While she held the skirt, he pulled down her bloomers. He just looked at her peepee thing. She felt silly standing there holding her skirt with her bloomers hanging around her feet and Danny staring at her like that
"You want to see mine?"
Before the girl could answer, the little boy had his pants down. He wore a different kind of bloomer than she did. Then he pulled his bloomers down. Christy was surprised at what she saw. It looked like he had a little… snake. A little white snake stuck to his stomach. Two little eggs hung beneath the snake. She didn't know little boys were like that. It looked so strange she reached out and touched it. It was like it was almost alive. It jumped a little when her hand touched its skin. Danny pushed her back on the couch. His hand started exploring all the ridges and crevices of the girl's little slit. Christy thought how much better he could scratch her than she could do it herself.
His little pee-pee fascinated her. She grabbed the snake part with her thumb and finger and pulled the skin back and forth. It seemed like the snake got a little bigger as she played with it. The little eggs on the bottom were hard too. She wasn't quite prepared when the little boy's finger entered her hole. She stiffened her legs and locked them around his wrist.
"You gotta let me do this. It's all part of the game," the nervous boy assured her. "You like it, don't you?"
It did feel good, so far. She relaxed her grip and the boy's prodding finger continued its journey. She felt something wet start flowing in her hole. She wasn't peeing, so she didn't know what it was. His finger was beginning to really feel good. Danny's hips were undulating now as she played with his little cock.
Steff and her friend saw a remarkable change take place on Christy's face. She looked terrified! The look of sheer animal pleasure was replaced by a look of agonizing pain.
Steve tried to soothe the girl. "Relax, Christy. Relax. Everything is all right. It happened a long time ago. Once you tell us what happened, you will be free of this pain. You trust me, don't you?" The girl nodded her head. "What happened next?" Steve asked.
The girl's face relaxed and she talked in a monotone now. She sounded like someone who had been forced to tell a story, but not willingly.
"The light came on in the basement," she started. "Danny was frightened, I could see right away, but I didn't know why. He pulled his pants up real fast, but my uncle saw him do it. He slapped Danny across the face hard and told him to go upstairs. I had forgotten that my bloomers were off…"
The girl's voice trailed off as she began to relive the moment. Steve nodded to Stephanie to show her that Christy was once again back in time.
Christy started to follow Danny up the stairs. She didn't like her uncle and she was mad because he had slapped Danny. She stumbled over her bloomers, which she had forgotten to pull up. The uncle grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet. Danny was at the top of the stairs and he looked down to see what was happening. His father shouted at him to get the hell out of there and close the door behind him. Danny left and she was alone with her uncle!
Her uncle was a big man. He wasn't really her uncle. Mama had married a second time when she was just a baby. This nasty man was her step-father's brother. He was always saying things to make mama feel bad. He always had a funny smell about him be cause he drank a lot of… wine or something. Whiskey. That was it… He always drank a lot of whiskey. He smelled bad now. She wanted to go home.
"So you like playing with a little cock, do you? Well, we'll see if we can't teach you a little lesson about cocks," he said as he looked at the girl's slit. The naked little mound aroused the man. While he held the girl with one hand, his other ran over the soft triangle of the girl. He ran his finger tips along the slit, enjoying the soft, smooth skin.