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Transformers: Energon City
Mini-Con 4: Spiral

From the case files of Detective Ted Schmidt, Energon City Police Department:

The following excerpt is transcribed from the tape-recorded notes of Detective Schmidt taken after a series of interrogations with low-ranking Decepticon gangsters. Schmidt made startling discoveries of the inner workings of the gang before his mysterious death. The case against Megatron was later dropped.

Megatron knew he was taking a risk keeping close company with so many “less than sane” individuals. However, he had long ago learned the best ways to keep his minions under control. Barricade was one such case. Officer Jessie “Barricade” Harnell of the ECPD had been bought out by Megatron in the early nineties. Barricade was under strong suspicion of using his position of authority to take advantage of children, sexually. Megatron bought favors in exchange for a steady supply of underage sex slaves. As a result, Barricade was able to keep the police out of the Decepticon/Autobot turf war, and Megatron protected him by keeping Barricade’s habits underground. I had the distinct privilege of having one of these sexually deviant acts described to me in great detail by a small-time D-Con drug dealer called Frenzy. Recent reports show some connection between Frenzy and Barricade, but that knowledge has only recently come to light. I will recount the story as near to his wording as possible; only in it’s most vulgar form can one truly appreciate the level of depravity that these gangsters live in.

“Turn left at the light, and then pull into the parking lot,” said Frenzy, frantically looking from the left window to the right. He was sitting uncomfortably in the backseat of a filthy squad car. Barricade was planted firmly in the driver’s seat. It was time for his weekly payday, and Megatron had entrusted the driving directions to the paranoid drug addict. Barricade was a master of keeping up appearances. He had, only a half hour ago, thrown Frenzy violently into the back of the squad car, in front of a crowd of onlookers and clients, and did not stop to ask for the directions until they were well on their way down the road. Frenzy directed him through the city, weaving between broken-down tenement buildings and burnt-out shops, all owned by the Decepticon leader.
In the basement of one of these decrepit buildings was a captive harem of underage girls. The location, and the girls, changed from week to week. Barricade never saw the same face in the same place, and he was happy with that. He had never bothered to ask what happened to the girls that he didn’t choose, he had never really cared enough to worry about it. Barricade didn’t view his harem as people, they were things. The girls usually varied in age, anywhere from 8 or 9 up to 14. Barricade wasn’t sure where they came from; again, he didn’t really care.
On this particular night, Barricade clomped down a rickety flight of bug-eaten stairs to a musty, hot basement. Five girls were standing silently in the room, their faces were stained with filth, save for clean tracks that tears left on their cheeks. Each of the girls were shackled at the wrists and ankles, their mouths gagged with their own underwear, just as Barricade had requested all those years ago.
Starting from the left was a taller blonde, probably around 13. She had a bobbed hair cut, and rosy skin. Next to here was a tan girl, close to 11, with shoulder-length blonde hair in pigtails. An Asian girl sat on the floor by her. She was at least 12, with long black hair. Fourth was a younger girl, around 8 years old, with short brown hair and a little pudge in her middle. She had milky skin and dirty socks. The last girl was a ten year old with dark blue eyes and brown hair down to the crack of her ass.
Barricade walked from one end of the line to the other, nursing a toothpick in the corner of his mouth. He stopped at each girl to examine them, squeezing their underdeveloped tits, and sliding a finger along the slit of their pussies. He made a second round, then a third. These girls weren’t giving him what he wanted, at least not yet. They usually gave in by now. Finally, it happened. On his fourth examination, he came back to the second girl in line. Pigtails. He massaged her chest, squeezing her perky nipples between rough, calloused fingers. Barricade licked his index finger, and slid it slowly down and under Pigtails’ crotch. As his finger slid along her clit, the girl whimpered softly, her body shaking at his touch.
Barricade smiled, this one would do nicely. He signaled to Frenzy, who reluctantly helped him release the girl’s shackles from the larger chain that bound them all together. Barricade grabbed hold of the wrist cuffs that held the girl in bondage, and led her up the stairway into a filthy room on the first floor. Most of the walls had fallen to graffiti or mold, and the only furnishing in the room was a mattress left behind by some previous squatter. Frenzy sat silently in the stairwell. His job now was to make sure that nothing got out of hand, and to clean up the mess if it did. He searched his waistline, calming only when he had triple checked the shining pistol tucked under the waistband of his jeans.
The girl, like most of his victims, was currently busy convincing herself that no one in a police uniform would hurt her. Surely this man was here to help them, and was only checking to make sure she was uninjured. He would probably go back for the other girls later on. She decided the best course of action would be to go along with his examinations, so that he may more quickly assist them. She was a smart girl, for an 11 year old. Barricade led her to the mattress, and helped her onto her back. Her name, Becky, was embroidered under the elastic waistband of her panties, and was now clearly displayed hanging out of her pouting mouth.
“Becky, eh? Well don’t you fret, I’m here to help.” Barricade easily hid his intentions behind a voice of false hope. “I just need to make sure nothin’ bad has happened to y’all since you were taken away.” Becky did not appear to argue. “I’m going to touch you in some sensitive places, and I need you to tell me where it hurts, ok, girlie?” Becky nodded, apprehensively.
Barricade cracked his knuckles, and laid a hand on Becky’s thigh. “Just nod if anything hurts, ok darlin’?” Barricade kneeled over the girl, placing his hands delicately on her chest. Becky’s breasts were small and firm, the nipples standing erect from the sun kissed skin. Stark tan lines stood out, wrapping around her waist, and meeting in a small triangle over her bare pussy. Her upper half was devoid of these lines, showing that she spent most of her playtime outdoors, topless. He ran his rough thumbs over her nipples, delighting in the subtle change in firmness as her body responded to his touch.
Barricade slid his hands lower, wrapping his fingers around her slender waist. Becky remained motionless, save for her erratic breathing. Barricade lowered his head, placing his lips gently on her navel. The skin was warm with youthfulness. He subtly licked her stomach, savoring the sweet taste. Becky squirmed as Barricade’s stubble scratched her abdomen.
“I just need to check a few more things, and then we’re all done, ok darlin’?” Becky nodded. Barricade lifted her butt, drawing her closer to him. He placed his hands on her inner thighs, gently applying pressure. At first, Becky resisted, but after a second, more forceful, attempt, she gave in, letting her legs bend at the knee, spreading her thighs. Becky’s tight, hairless pussy was fully visible to the cop now, and he couldn’t help but stare for a moment. Of all the children’s pussies he had seen, hers was among the cutest.
Barricade placed his hand against her mound, his fingers laying along the small cleft of her pussy. He fondled her pussy with gentle pressure, parting her lips only enough to let his middle finger run along the virgin slit. Barricade pressed the tip of his finger into Becky’s hole, coating it in her natural lubricant. He pulled the finger free as Becky whimpered loudly. Without hesitation, Barricade slid the finger downward, circling her anus. Becky’s eyes fluttered, and then closed. They didn’t reopen until the piercing pain had subsided. Barricade had plunged the lubricated middle finger into the unspoiled orifice. Becky pleaded for mercy, but with her own panties halfway down her throat, the cries went unheeded.
Barricade began to thrust his finger in and out of Becky’s asshole, rubbing her stomach and chest. He would occasionally stop the thrusting to pay attention to the girl’s nipples. Becky’s pubescent body reacted against her will; the forced pleasure caused her nipples to harden, and her pussy to moisten. Barricade watched as a trickle of girl cum ran from her hole and gathered around his thrusting finger. He smiled as the added lubricant allowed him to slip another few inches of finger into her, burying it to the hilt in Becky’s tight ass. She screamed, coughing as the gag robbed her of her oxygen. Barricade couldn’t wait any longer, he had to know if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.
The man sat on the mattress, facing the girl. He pulled Becky toward him, lifting her bound legs up and over his head, so that they were wrapped around his waist. Barricade placed his hands under Becky’s ass, lifting it up until her pussy was brought to his face. The angle of her legs was spreading the lips of her virgin hole, presenting Barricade with a perfect view.
“Well girlie, it all looks ok, but I should really do a better examination. If you’re real good and quiet, I’ll stop by a toy store on the way home to get you somethin’ real nice.” He smirked, pulling the girl’s crotch onto his mouth. Barricade’s mouth easily fit over the entirety of Becky’s pussy, and its flavor filled his senses. Barricade slid his tongue along the soft crack, darting it purposefully around her young clit. Becky cried out, the muffled sounds forcing their way through the cotton wad in her mouth.
“Hush now li’l darlin’, Barricade’s gonna make it all better.” Becky’s heart filled with hope, maybe it would be all right after all. Barricade leaned in, biting down lightly on the sensitive nub. Becky screamed, the shrill sound filled the room. Barricade dropped the girl without warning, slapping her abruptly across the face. The violence silenced her, and she stared up at him in shock. A small bead of blood appeared at the corner of her lip. With that, he rose onto his knees, unzipping the fly of his uniform. Barricade’s engorged cock fell into view, causing Becky’s eyes to widen. She looked confused and terrified. Barricade crawled out from between her legs, and kneeling next to her, pulled the spit-soaked panties from her mouth. He casually dropped them on the floor, knowing that she would have no further use for the garment. Becky noticed that the gag was gone, and pulled in breath to scream.
In a blur that neither Becky nor Frenzy could believe, Barricade’s pistol was un-holstered, the barrel jammed unceremoniously against Becky’s twat. She slammed her mouth shut, nearly biting her lip in the process. Barricade grabbed her face with his free hand, squeezing her cheeks painfully. The force pushed her lips into a tight pucker.
“You listen here you li’l whore, you are not to make a fucking sound without my permission. Is that clear?” Becky nodded, her jaw clenched shut. “You will not even fucking move until I tell you to. Think about it and I’ll blow your cute little pussy to fucking pieces.” To punctuate the sentence, he pulled the hammer back on the gun, with a quiet click. Becky didn’t move. Barricade released her face, instead grabbing a handful of her hair, yanking her face upward. Becky went with it, pulled up onto her knees. Barricade stood, readjusting the handgun to Becky’s temple. Tears streamed down her face as Barricade shoved two fingers into her mouth. He pulled her jaw open, and slid his throbbing cock between her lips.
“Suck on it, missy, bet it tastes like candy to you, don’t it?” Becky nodded slowly, sobbing uncontrollably as she sucked gently on Barricade’s cock. The Deception used his grip on her hair to pull her head forward, forcing the head of his dick into the beginnings of her throat. Becky gagged, chocking on the cock, but Barricade took no notice. He forced another inch in, before pulling it out entirely. Becky coughed, and would have fallen to the mattress if not for Barricade’s unyielding grip. He gave her a brief moment to regain her breath; the girl was little use to him dead. When Becky had regained some of her normal breathing again, Barricade pulled her mouth back over his cock. After only a few seconds of the warm moisture, Barricade felt Becky’s teeth begin to close. He reacted with lightening speed, shoving her backward just as her teeth clamped shut. Her head landed hard on the wood floor with a loud crack. Barricade pulled Becky up again, leaving her barely upright. He drew back his arm, hammering the butt of the pistol across her face.
Becky groggily crawled away from the mattress. Barricade pounced on her, using her pigtails to drag the girl back onto the makeshift bed.
“I don’t understand, li’l girl, exactly why are you so against me? I’m just trying to help you.” Becky did not respond. She lay on the mattress, defeated. Barricade had broken her will. Barricade examined Becky’s pussy. It was still dripping with girl cum, her clit pronounced. “Looks to me like you are ready to play along. I knew you liked it, I wouldn’t do it if you didn’t.” Barricade crawled around her, between her legs. He sat upright, so that his dick stood erect between them, her legs shackled behind his back. He pulled Becky up by the hips, positioning her wet hole over his cock. “I just knew we’d get along Becky, you’re such a good girl.” He dropped her on his cock, using her own body weight to force the first 5 of his 8 inches inside. She stifled a scream as he pierced her hymen, and as blood trickled down Barricade’s shaft, she fell against his chest.
“Please, please officer, stop, it hurts!” Becky begged, talking into the cop’s muscular body.
“Don’t worry li’l girl, it’s all better now.” Barricade wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, lifting her slightly so that he could thrust into her. Becky sobbed against him, lacking the strength to fight back.
Her pigtails bobbed up and down as Barricade helped her bounce on his swollen member. Barricade sighed contentedly, as Becky’s virginal twat coiled around his girth. Her body quivered around him, racked with sobs. Barricade inhaled the scent of her sweat, squeezing her ass tightly as he thrust his cock into her. Her pussy could only accommodate, at most, 6 inches, and Barricade’s cock was pressing up against her cervix. His girth was large enough to grind against her G-spot, and the sensation was causing her pussy to produce large amounts of lubricant. Barricade slid easily into the child.
Barricade wrapped his right hand under Becky’s ass, slipping his pinky inside of her asshole. The girl was so tight that he could feel his finger against his shaft. His balls tightened, still dripping Becky’s blood. He panted heavily against her head, digging his finger further into her ass.
“I’m gonna fill you up girlie,” Barricade grunted. Becky didn’t notice his words. She was filled with guilt, because she found herself enjoying this. The stranger’s cock inside her seemed to feel right, and before she knew what was happening, her body shook violently, and she screamed as waves of pleasure flooded her senses. Barricade did not slow. He thrust straight through her orgasm, until he tightened his grip on her ass and came. Her twat filled quickly with cum, and most of it streamed out around his cock to gather on the mattress, another stain, like her virginity.
Barricade pulled out of the girl, letting her fall to the soiled mattress. He grabbed Becky’s pigtails again, directing her mouth over his cock, letting her suck it clean. He zipped his pants back up, not noticing the pink stains on the fly of the uniform.
“Frenzy, call Megatron and have him arrange for the rest of the girls to be taken care of.”
“Yes…yes sir.” Frenzy stuttered, near speechless. He opened his cell phone and began dialing. Barricade turned to Becky.
“Such a pity it has to end now, darlin’, but I’m sure I can probably look you up for a date later. Now how about that toy store?” Barricade squeezed Becky’s shoulder, and threw her a wink.

A little over an hour later, Barricade pulled up to the address that Megatron had given him. He left the squad car and walked up the well-maintained walkway to the front door of Becky’s house. He knocked three times, loudly. After a short break, a small, balding man opened the door.
“What is it officer, is it news about Rebecca?”
“We found her all right. I tracked her down to an old tenement building on the west side. Looked like she was exploring the place, and fell down a flight of stairs or something. We found her half-conscious in the basement. She said she had run away and was looking for somewhere to stay the night.” The balding man appeared terrified and relieved, all at the same time. “I’ve got her checked in to Children’s downtown, she’s doing fine. Couple bruises is all.” Barricade gave his best reassuring smile. “Don’t you worry, everything is going to be just fine.”
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