Author's Note: This is a sequel to "Dark", "Dark and Delia", and Dark's Tunnel and takes place shortly after the third story.
It was better when Shanna closed her eyes. Shortly after she turned three, something went wrong with them. Everything became blurry, getting worse so that two years later, seeing vague shapes as they moved made her dizzy and nauseous. During a doctor's exam, she had overheard in another room that there was a surgical procedure that would restore her eyesight; maybe not perfectly, but certainly much better.
They thought Shanna couldn't hear them but she had refined her other senses as her eyes failed. When she asked her mother about it after they returned to the rundown apartment called home, she received a slap across her face.
"I'm not paying good money just because you fucked up your eyes. Now sit there and shut up. Terry's coming for you."
Shanna didn't know how she was responsible for her tormented vision. But she had also heard her mother talking to someone about the extra money she received from the state because of Shanna's handicap.
The sting of her mother's hand burned her cheek for several minutes but it did not compare to the dread in her belly. Terry was a man who rented her from her mother. He had been doing this since she was two.
Shanna would be taken places where Terry and other men would do things to her while she was naked. Most of them hurt. Terry liked to joke that having a blind kid was best because if anything ever happened where the cops got involved, she wouldn't be much of a witness.
But Terry also made her keep her eyes open while they did those things to her so the video cameras could capture the expressions on her face. And the tears.
Right now, she closed her eyes as she rode in the back of a van. As usual, Terry was going to keep her for a few days. The morning began with her on her hands and knees, servicing several dogs for a series called 'Kiddy Kennel Klub'. Then she had been cleaned out in preparation for the next day's action.
It hadn't been her first time with animals and she found that she preferred them. They might be rough but they were never deliberately cruel. There were even times she liked the feel of a canine cock sliding in her pussy, rubbing her a certain way that made her flutter inside.
The men never fucked her there but they did use her mouth and ass plenty of times. But she had felt their fingers and other objects in her little cunny plenty of times, making her stretch painfully, especially when they dug at her. They always wanted to make her hurt. It was also why she kept her doggy pleasures a secret for fear they would try to change that.
Terry turned to glance at the little girl. With her straight, long blonde hair and light blue eyes, she was a perfect counter-balance of innocence for the violations committed upon her tiny body. He and his pals had been discussing her baby cunt and though it was time for her to get a man's tool in there. She could take it if they were careful. And if they weren't careful, well, there was also a market for snuff. The little bitch's mother would have to be dealt with, but there were all kinds of options on that front.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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