1 Name: rickeh : 2010-02-08 11:43 [Del]
Young matty (6 years old) was kidnaped 3 days ago to be sold off and used a sexual plaything to the highest bidder. He was sold for a good price on the first day but the buyer soon grew tired of the young boys inablity to preform sexualy and how the child couldn't handle the most mild of sexual tasks preformed on him without screaming...so he was sent away...
The young boy awoke, wozy. He couldn't see through the darkness. His stomach hurt bad and he felt like he was going to be sick. He felt motion around him and couldn't figure out Where he was or what was going on. He managed to get up on all fours. He gaged and swallowed hard.
He knew it was coming, he felt it in the back of his throat. He was going to puke. Matty let out a sob, hoping to cry the pain away but was met with a sharp lurch in his stomach, he gaged again. His mouth forced itself open before he was able to stop himself.
Matty sat back on his butt and groaned. The motion slowed to a stop. Matty heard noises. light filled the area where he was in. Once his eyes adjusted he could see two men holding open doors. He was in the emty back of a van.
"cmon kid. This is your stop" one man said
Matty slid over to the edge of the van. His legs dangled out.
"I don-ulp" matty began to speak but gaged mid sentence. He claped his hand to his mouth as a small amout of vomit spewed from his mouth, squirting from between his fingers. His mouth filled with a horrid taste and he despratly clamped his fingers over it.
The small boys stomach lurched again. Vomit spilled from the back of his throat into his mouth. Matty shut his eyes and leaned forward. The two men stepped back.
Mattys body seemed to force it's arms away from his mouth. Once his mouth opened the puke spilled onto the ground. He retched several times, a suprisinginly large amout of vomit spilling out of his throat each time.
Once his stomach was empty he gaged dryly a few times and coughed.
"feel good..." matty sniffed. His throat hurt and his mouth tasted awfull
The two men looked at eachother before helping the boy out of the van, carefully lifting him over the pool of his own vomit.
"well this day is starting off great" the other man said. Mattys head was spinning. He couldn't make out much more then the van.
"well kids get motion sick, it happens!" the other man argued
"where do we have to take him anyway?"
"we're leaving him in the back of an old farm house so someone can find him. Bosses orders"
Mattys vison faded away to darkness as he lost consciousness...
