The Social Worker took her to an Orphanage miles away from everything and everyone she had known she was placed in a room with three other girls all similar age to her. It was a good job she was a quick learner and although she was petite she was tough, she had asked for karate lessons and self-defence classes and Mary had thought it was a good idea for her to learn how to look after herself. Those skills came in handy as soon as the Social Worker left her, the other girls tried to take her stuff and bully her they soon learned not to mess with the tiny blonde. She beat all three of them leaving them on the floor in tears when she floored the last girl a voice made her look up, 'Well, I think you will be wasted with this lot, you have talent little girl and you are coming to stay with me.'
The older girl was Carla, and she basically ran the orphanage with her boyfriend Sean, they were the toughest kids in the place and had reached the top of their respective trees by fighting and winning against anyone who challenged them. The Social Workers were swamped with work, they all had more cases than they could cope with so happily left the two bullies to rule over all the others. They doled the rules and if any of the kids broke them they also doled out the punishments, for some reason both of these fifteen-year-olds adored Melody. She was incredibly beautiful, very bright and could look after herself, they took her under their collective wings and taught her how to survive being in the 'system.' For two years she stayed in that orphanage and soon learned the 'system' did not care for these broken children, all of them had to look after themselves. Boys learned to fight and keep all emotions locked away they became a gang and were notorious on the local streets, stealing from the shops, drinking and taking drugs and fighting all challengers. The girls learned the same lessons and were far better at shoplifting than the boys, Carla taught Melody how to do it and because of her angelic looks she never got caught and she enjoyed doing it, the thrill of lifting whatever she was asked to without security catching her gave her an adrenalin rush like no other. The voice in her head told her it was wrong and she did not get involved but ignored it she was having too much fun and why shouldn't she, no one cared about her so she could do whatever she wanted. The Social Workers tried to find her another family and many did offer to take the beautiful young girl but Carla taught her how to be so obnoxious without appearing to be and the families quickly backed away from her. She was growing up and developing into a real beauty and Sean began to notice her stunning figure, with long legs, a cute firm little ass, slender waist and perfect luscious breasts, along with her waist-length golden hair and incredible golden eyes she was perfect. He did not hide his interest including Melody in everything he did and because she did not understand what he was doing he took every advantage he could. He touched her whenever he could and even kissed her taking her by surprise so she did not stop him and of course, word got back to Carla. She did not confront them, it was not the first time Sean had strayed he was almost eighteen and he was a good-looking flirt. Instead, she watched them and saw for herself it was all Sean, the little innocent orphan had no idea what he was up to. In the next couple of months they would be leaving the 'system' they would both turn eighteen in the same week and that meant they would be turfed out of the orphanage. None of the kids stayed past their eighteenth birthday, there were so many kids in the 'system' that there was no room for those leaving they were found a small flat and left to deal with the future themselves. With no backup, no training, and no one available to help when it all went wrong, far too many of these young adults ended back in the 'system'. The trouble was this time the 'system' was either prison, mental health or drugs or worst-case scenario, they ended up dead, overdosed on drugs, or taking their own lives because life outside the 'system' is just too hard. Carla had thought she had all that sorted, she loved Sean and had done since they were small children, she had willingly given herself to him when he said he loved her at the age of fourteen. Since they had turned sixteen they had been engaged and she had let him indulge in his dark fantasies, he had tied her up, blindfolded and gagged her and he had whipped her. She had enjoyed their 'play' as he called it and thought that allowing him to do whatever he wanted sexually would keep him interested. It hadn't he had seduced a couple of the older girls but when she found out he said he had used them just for sex and that it was her he loved but she had to understand he had needs. He made out that if she was not available to him he would find what he wanted elsewhere, he was a good-looking guy and the girls in the orphanage all had crushes on him. When he wanted a bit of fun they never turned him down, Carla had accepted it because she wanted to keep him, he was her future so she turned a blind eye as he always came back to her.
She knew immediately Melody was different, most of the male Social Workers lusted after her even though she was only twelve, they would wait until she was fourteen, still underage but in the Care System, no one cared. Melody was totally unaware of her attraction, it never occurred to her that Sean wanted more than her friendship, she had never even been kissed until he took advantage.
She had been horrified when he broke the kiss pushing him away but he had caught her wrists, 'Fight all you like my little beauty but you will give me what I want when you are old enough.' Melody was repulsed by his behaviour and stopped following him around staying with Carla instead who made damn sure she was never left alone with her boyfriend. Sean would not let it go and Carla became more possessive and angry, Melody found herself in a situation she could not escape, and both her so-called friends began to hurt her. He would push her violently against a wall or a tree anything she could pin her helplessly against and push his hardness into her belly. He grew braver when no one stopped him and followed her into the shower, she tried to scream but he pu
It was a violent introduction to the rest of their lives, the girl was brought in wearing just a white robe and tied to a bench her legs spread wide everything would be on display and open for him to use. The man or men would arrive in the room and openly pay the brothel owner flashing their cash to show how rich they are. When she had been paid for the man or men would walk onto the raided dais and strip naked then stroke their cocks showing off. The owner would then walk onto the dais and remove the cape leaving the girl naked and helpless and ready to be raped repeatedly. It was a lucrative business and the couple had over a million pounds squirrelled away in offshore accounts, they did not care about the young girls they condemned to a life of misery and pain. As far as they were concerned, if these stupid girls had not learned their lesson by the time they came to them, they were for nothing else. The elderly man took great pleasure in 'breaking them in' he made sure those he was
To Melody's disgust and humiliation, the woman came back with a small bowl and a towel with a razor, she then proceeded to shave off every hair in her body and she had never been so grateful to be a natural blonde. The woman had done this before, she was agile and adept and soon had Melody's pussy sleek and gleaming. As if he had sensed the woman had finished with her the man returned and he checked her very thoroughly, his hand rubbing over her pussy lips pulling them apart to make sure no hairs were left. Then he took pleasure in pushing his fingers inside her then rubbing her juices over her folds until they glistened with her juices, he pumped his fingers in and out of her watching as her clit engorged and her pussy lips swelled, then he shocked her even further by sucking her nipples hard she gasped out loud as he sucked them hard then tugged them with his fingers. He worked on them for some time alternately sucking them and then pinching them making her nipples elongate and hard
Melody never complained to the Social Workers again the older girls were right no one cared and no one would help them, she had to help herself. The months passed and Melody became immune to the constant back-breaking work, they were made to clean the house from top to bottom, every day, they had to do all the washing and cooking and the old woman checked everything. If she found one speck of dirt the girl who had left it was punished severely in front of all the others if she was for a private buyer it was a whipping but if the poor girl was destined for the brothels she was raped by the old man. It was not a pleasant sight and if he liked the girl he found a way to have her punished every day so he could satisfy his perverted lust. Just before her seventeenth birthday three new girls arrived, they were young, much younger than their normal intake and almost immobile with fear after they had been subjected to their initiation in the basement. The old woman put them in her room and to
He cackled at the horror on her face,‘That’s right girl, you are going to be tied up, spanked, whipped, and forced to do everything his sick mind wants you to do and he’s paying me well too.’He slapped her again and sent her back to the kitchen where the other girls looked at her sympathetically. They were all orphans like her and the monster upstairs and his hateful wife had taken them in at the request of the Authorities. Those Authorities had been very grateful to them, believing their couple lies about their need for ‘Caring for troubled young girls’ and they paid them well for opening up their home to these troublesome hard-to-place teenagers. Unbeknown to them the man had reasons for wanting only the girls no one else wanted, he took the difficult ones, the ones who had failed previous placements and were now a burden on the state. The ones with red markers on their files labelling them as troublemakers and whiners always complaining about things instead of doing as they were
The old man soon devised his sick routine so he still got his pleasure and the girls had to obey him, if they tried to refuse his wife whipped them until they did what he asked without question. The contacts he had made over the years paid well for the girls he sold them. When they turned eighteen he sold them on to private buyers or brothels they had been taught how to please a man so they could earn good money on their backs. The girls were so beaten by their treatment they looked forward to getting away from the house when it was their turn to leave but now he was down to his last four girls. The Authorities had finally decided the couple were too old to look after feisty teenagers and the old man was determined these four had to bring a decent amount when he sold them on. They were his ‘pension’ for his old age he was selling them as virgins and demanding a very high price, especially Melody. She had been sent to them after the Authorities labelled her as unruly and violent and
When they had finished their meagre meal they had to scrub down the whole kitchen until it gleamed before the wife sent them to their room. She told them to go straight to bed, talking was forbidden and if they left the room after lights out they would be severely beaten by her. The days always followed the same pattern, the girls were forced to scrub and clean, for hour after hour, hard physical work. They had no ‘modern’ appliances, so why should the couple spend good money on such things when they had these girls to do everything for them? Washing was done by hand in the bathtub, sweeping involved a large heavy bristle brush, floors were scrubbed by hand and the woman was very strict. She would march around with a long cane in her hand and use it freely, if she found a speck of dust or a smear of dirt the luckless girl would not be unable to sit down that night. There was no kindness in the elderly woman, she loved to make them suffer by doing the most disgusting tasks. The worst j
The room was full of bric-a-brac and old newspapers, the couple collected them and sold them to people as animal bedding. It was another tedious task they made the girls do, forcing them to spend hours cutting the papers into neat strips to be bundled together. The old woman would carefully measure each bundle and if they got any wrong she would beat them with the ruler she used to measure with. Everything in the room was old and worn, it was a tinder box, she grimaced as the old man banged again sending dust and plaster floating to the floor. He was shouting and yelling that he was uncomfortable and Melody must come at once to relieve him, she knew what that incurred. He would have kicked off his bedding so his naked bottom half was on show and she would be expected to cover him up and plump his pillows. His hands would be all over her body and she was not allowed to make a sound, any protest meant more humiliation. She shuddered as she thought of the numerous spankings she had endur