Toys

Fiction

“Are you sure Bobby?”

“I swear Billy, it’s a girl.”

“But how do you know?”

“How do you think I know?”

Billy shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know…”

Bobby grinned at his best friend, “I checked under the hood. She has an innie, not an outie.”

Billy shook his head, “What are we gonna do with her?”

Bobby said, “Tell you what we’re not gonna do. We ain’t gonna leave her here for someone else to find. Give me a hand. Let’s put her in the back of my Ranger and we’ll take her home.”

Twenty-four minutes later, Bobby and Billy carried the still unconscious girl into the secluded hunting cabin that Bobby’s dad had left him in his will. They found a length of chain and two padlocks and secured their “find” to one of the bunkhouse iron bed frames. “There, now she’ll stay put till we wanna play with her.”

Billy looked worried, “What if someone comes looking for her?”

“Out here?! First they gotta know she’s missing. Then they gotta know we took her. There’s just too much they don’t know, so the only way anyone’s gonna know she’s here is if you or me blabs.”

Billy replied, “I ain’t sayin’ nuthin.”

Bobby cautioned him, “You better not, or you might find yourself chained to a bed out here too.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

Bobby grinned, “Nah, probably not, but don’t test me.”

“Ok, I’ll keep quiet. How are we gonna play with her if she’s all tied up like this?”

A sadistic grin crossed Bobby’s face, “There’s all kinds of playing, Billy. As long as we’re having fun, we’ll keep her.”

“What happens when we stop having fun?”

Bobby shrugged, “We find another to replace her, maybe one younger than her.”
Billy was worried, “Bobby, this one’s already kinda young. How much younger would you go?”

“Young as I fucking want Billy! Sheesh! What’s with all the questions? You said you wanted a girl to play with. Well, I found one, and now you’re acting all weird on me.”

Billy just shrugged his shoulders and went out to the kitchen, “I’m just saying, is all. I just don’t want to start having fun with this one and she breaks like the last one. I hate getting rid of them. Let’s be more careful with this one, ok?”

Bobby was growing tired of Billy’s whining and questioning. He went into the living room and turned on the TV. Then he turned on the DVD player, one of those multi-disc home entertainment type players with the surround sound that Bobby had wired into the cabin as a retrofit. The face of a fifteen year old girl came into view. Then Bobby’s face was seen before he laid down between the girl’s legs. His voice came softly through the speakers, “See Billy, she likes it when I kiss her here. She’s going to be my seventeenth birthday present. I’ll let you play with her when I’m done. Ok Billy?”

Billy’s voice came from off screen, “Sure Bobby. I’d like that. She looks like she’s going to be a lot of fun. I like her tits Bobby. She’s got big ones. And her pussy is nice and smooth…and really wet.”

Bobby was grunting now, “It’s gonna….be…a whole….lot…wetter…soon.”
Billy sounded happy, “I can’t wait Bobby. I like when you make them all sloppy for me.”

From over Bobby’s shoulder Billy remarked, “I don’t know why you had to break that one Bobby. She was so nice and tasted so sweet. I really liked that one Bobby. It was wrong what you did.”

Bobby paused the movie, “Billy, for the last time, she had to go. We played with her for over a year and she was worn out.”

“But she was so nice. And all of her holes tasted so good…and she liked me. She told me so.”

Bobby stood, “I’m sorry Billy, but she tried to get away. Do you want to go to jail where you’ll be someone’s play toy?”

“No…”

“Then we need to be careful. They know the rules and they know what happens if they break them. Look, we had the last toy for a year. The one before that was a little older and she stayed for a few months. If we go young enough, maybe we’ll find a toy that wants to stay.”

“Ok Bobby. How old do you think this one is?”

Bobby picked through her small handbag, “Well, her school ID says she’s thirteen. Judging from her flat chest and downy soft pussy hair, I’d have to agree. I bet she’s really sweet Billy. I’ll even let you taste her first if you want.”
Billy grinned, “Thanks Bobby.”

Three years went by before Billy came in from outside to find Bobby standing over another broken toy. “What happened Bobby?”

“She tried to get away again. I told you if she tried again, I’d have to break her. I might be able to fix her, but she probably won’t be able to play for a while.”
Billy shook his head, “Don’t bother Bobby. I think I already found a new toy. She’s down by the river and she’s just so adorable. She might not even mind judging from what I saw.”

“What did you see Billy?”

“She was tied up inside a tent. Her daddy only allowed her to eat and use the bathroom. She seemed unhappy with him.”

Bobby had a glint in his eye, “Are they alone?”

Billy nodded his head.

Bobby scouted the situation. It was exactly as Billy had explained. They stayed by the river for several days and Bobby watched them carefully. Billy was right, the girl was definitely adorable and she was young too, not quite nine or ten. She also wasn’t a virgin. Her “daddy” used her little body spitefully, not like Bobby and Billy would. Her “daddy” was sadistic and brutal all the time, not just when she was bad.

Bobby carefully developed a plan and put it into action that night. “Daddy” was done playing with his daughter and had gone to sleep in his own tent, leaving the little girl to weep alone in her silence. Bobby slipped into their camp, and took the little girl. After she was secured to his bed, he took his old broken toy, now deceased and deposited her into the girl’s tent.

Afterwards, he slipped into daddy’s tent and used daddy’s handgun to end daddy’s life, as if it were a suicide. Bobby staged it all so well that when the authorities finally found the camp site, they stitched it up neatly as a murder-suicide. Meanwhile, back at the cabin, Bobby and Billy were settling in nicely with Megan. She was so grateful to the young men for rescuing her that she willingly stayed with them.

Ten years passed. Megan and Billy left the cabin, having broken their toy, Bobby. She looked into Billy’s eyes, “Thank you Billy. Thank you for ending this nightmare. Thank you for finally breaking Bobby. He was a maniac. He wanted to hurt me and break me. I think he was tired of me.”

Billy smiled into the eyes of his bride, “Are we gonna get a new toy Megan?”
She nodded, “Oh yeah. We’re gonna find a young girl so we can both play with her. We just need to get rid of Bobby’s body first.”

Billy hugged her, “I know just how to do that. If we leave it by the old mine, the animals will do the work for us and in less than two weeks, he’ll just be bones. Nobody’ll miss him, least of all, me.”

Megan’s eyes glimmered, “I can’t wait to play with a new toy. It’s gonna be so much fun. Bobby was ok once we got him all chained up, but a girl…Billy…that’s gonna be so much fun. Let’s go find one.”