Feature Writer: Polaris

Feature Title: RITA’S XMAS GIFT 1

Published: 23.07.2018 / ASSTR (First published 1999)

Story Codes: Erotic Horror, Pedo, Snuff, NC, WS

Reposted by: Found by Broken Grunty

Link: Polaris on ASSTR

 

Rita’s Xmas Gift 1

Rita awoke on a bright winter morning feeling very refreshed. She looked over to the calendar on her night stand and saw that it was December 24th.

‘Yes! Only one more day!’ she thought happily.

Rita was 17 years old and had acquired a job at the mall during her Christmas break. There, she was in charge on collecting the money from parents whose kids got to have their picture taken with Santa. It wasn’t a bad job, but Rita was really looking forward to having some time off for a while.

Rita climbed out of bed and headed towards the shower. The warm water spraying on her naked body felt very good, as the night before had been quite chilly. Afterwards, she dried herself off with a big, fluffy towel and then walked back into her room. She slipped on a pair of white, cotton panties and began brushing her hair. She then put on her red and white Christmas skirt suit, along with the traditional (and snug fitting) Santa Claus hat. She checked herself one last time in the mirror, grabbed her coat, and headed out the door.

Rita arrived in the parking lot around 9:50 A.M. She was grateful that she was able to park in the employee’s lot, as there seemed to be very few spaces left in the customer’s area. Rita drove around behind the mall and parked her car. She then headed inside through the back entrance. Was it ever crowded! Rita practically had to squeeze herself all the way through to the center of the building where, already, a line of about 20 families had accumulated.

“Just seven more hours,” Rita thought to herself.

Rita stepped into the workshop and was greeted buy Gus, already dressed in his Santa costume.

“Hello, Rita! Ready for another big day?” he cheerfully asked.

“Yeah, but I’m even more ready for tomorrow!” replied Rita.

Gus chuckled. “Me too!”

Gus was a perpetually friendly and jolly guy, which, Rita could see, was why he had been chosen to play Santa. He opened the door, and the two stepped outside to begin their day at work.

The busy day made time fly by quickly, and before Rita knew it, 5 1/2 hours had passed.

“Break time!”

Rita hung up the sign reading: “Santa will be back in fifteen minutes” and headed towards the rest rooms. After relieving herself, she stepped outside, only to find a small five year old girl with tears in her eyes.

“What’s wrong, honey? Are you lost?” Rita asked softly.

“I can’t find my mommee!” the young girl cried.

Rita couldn’t believe it. She had waited for this opportunity for so long, and the timing couldn’t have been more perfect!

“Oh gosh, I’m sorry! What’s your name?”

” Cindy.”

“Do you want me to help you find your mommy?”

Cindy hesitated, but then nodded her head.

“Okay,” Rita said extending her hand.

She led Cindy from the rest rooms and into the back room. Having so many people around made her a bit nervous, but they seemed far too concerned with shopping to notice. Rita looked around to see if the coast was clear. Most of the night crew had gone home early for the holiday, but she still wanted to play things safe.

Grabbing a rag from the floor, Rita quickly and aggressively gagged the small five year old. She then tied her arms and legs together with a piece of twine. The child tried desperately to get away, but Rita overpowered her with ease.

The teenager forced Cindy’s body into an empty cardboard box and hastily carried her out to her car. She then pushed the box into her back-seat and threw a few blankets, which she was very fortunate to have kept back there, on top. Cindy’s heart was beating like crazy. She struggled and struggled to get loose, but the twine was too tight.

Outside, she could hear Rita opening the trunk. It was silent for a few minutes until she heard a loud THUNK! followed by the trunk door slamming. Rita took one last look to see that everything was set, locked the doors, and headed back inside.

Around 4:15, a security guard came by and asked Rita and Gus if they’d seen the little girl. The two both answered no and expressed their sympathy. Rita was feeling nervous, but at the same time excited and pleased with herself at what she’d been able to pull off. At 4:55, the stores began closing and the customers were all leaving for home.

“Whew! We made it!” Rita said happily.

“Yes. It will be nice to get home to my wife and kids,” Gus replied. “I do hope that they find that poor girl.”

“I’m sure they will.” Rita said as she stepped out of the workshop. “Goodnight, Gus!”

“Goodnight, Rita! Merry Christmas!” Gus called as he waved.

“Merry Christmas to you, too!” Rita answered, cracking an evil smile as she walked out towards her car.

The weather was unusually warm, compared to the previous night. So much so that Rita barely needed her coat. She got into her car and exited the parking lot. She could faintly smell the scent of urine and figured that Cindy had probably pissed her pants.

Rita headed out of town and into the country. Ever since she had been young, Rita had noticed a house in a wooded area on the way to her grandma’s residence. Because of it’s location and dilapidated interior, it had been abandoned for quite some time. Rita pulled up behind it, so that no one would see her from the road, and turned off the car. She got out and violently ripped the semi-soaked box. She then grabbed onto Cindy’s legs and yanked her out of the car and into the house.

Rita carried the five year old over to the fireplace and then slammed her onto the floor. She then inspected the wood. It was, to her delight, quite dry. Rita tossed a lit match in and, sure enough, it caught ablaze.

There was no light except from the fire, which was more than enough for her to see the painful expression on the child’s face. Rita kicked Cindy, hard, in the head, and removed her own panties. She then ripped the rag away from Cindy’s mouth.

“So, you like pissing in my car, huh? HUH!” Rita screamed as she slapped the terrified child.

Lifting up her red Christmas skirt, Rita mounted her pussy onto the little girl’s face. She then let loose a hot stream of piss into her open mouth. Rita could feel Cindy choking on it, but she didn’t stop. She rocked back and forth with glee as the poor girl struggled to breathe.

Once she was finished, Rita grabbed her pocket knife out of her jacket. Then, as Cindy continued choking and gasping for air, Rita cut away her shirt, pants and underwear. She then slammed her fist, twice, into the young girl’s naked stomach, causing her shriek in fear and pain.

“NOO! MOMMY! MOMMEEEEEE!”

Using a piece of the shirt, Rita wiped the remaining urine from her legs and crotch. She then spotted a long, metal poker next to the fireplace. Rita grabbed it and untied her captive’s legs. Cindy tried to run, but Rita was too fast. She swung the poker as hard as she could, hitting Cindy in the ankle and shattering the bone.

As Cindy howled, Rita worked the metal rod into her hairless, virgin pussy. She pushed it deep inside, until she had busted the five year old’s hymen. She then gazed in wonderment at the dark red blood that pooled around Cindy’s pussy.

“MOMMEEE! MOMEEEE!” the tiny girl screamed.

Smiling, Rita slowly crept up towards Cindy’s face.

“Your mommy’s not here. And she can’t help you. I’m the only one here. And I’m going to kill you,” giggled Rita.

Out of sheer glee, Rita began hacking away at Cindy’s legs. She bruised them, broke them and ultimately paralyzed them. She then threw the poker into the fireplace. Rita knew that Cindy wanted to escape. To get away and be with her family, where she would be safe. But Rita would ensure that she never saw her family again.

Rita threw the girl out the door and into the snow. She then pounced on her and began cutting away the skin from Cindy’s back. Rita had a fiery lust in her eyes, grinding her cunt onto the little girl’s ass while she dug her fingers into her back, peeling away her flesh. Cindy screamed and screamed as she helplessly bled into the snow.

Rita, her fingers covered in blood, slowly dipped the strips of flesh into her mouth, one by one. She then chewed them up and swallowed; moaning from the delicious taste.

“I’ve got something else for you, angel,” Rita whispered into Cindy’s ear.

Rita kissed the girl on the cheek and opened the trunk. She then lifted out a heavy, yellow bag. The bag contained salt, which the mall used to spread over the ice-covered sidewalks. Rita slit the bag and grabbed a handful. Then, with a cruel smile, she sprinkled the salt over Cindy’s back.

Cindy’s horrific screams echoed throughout the evening sky. But it didn’t matter. There was only one person who could hear her scream. And that person was Rita.

Watching Cindy dying there in the snow fueled Rita’s excitement even further. She tipped the bag over the girl’s body, covering her freshly wounded back in salt. Cindy’s shrieks were now incoherent and sounded inhuman. She was twitching like mad and blood was spewing from her mouth. Rita couldn’t wait any longer. She frenziedly began humping Cindy’s bloody face.

“FUCK! YES!” screamed the horny teen.

Rita grabbed on to the back of Cindy’s head and ground harder. Cum was gushing out of her pussy. So much that it washed into Cindy’s eyes, stinging them terribly. In the heat of the moment, Rita grabbed a large rock and began bashing it against the little girl’s skull.

“YES! FUCK! DIE! OH GOD! YEEEEESSS! DIEE!!”

Rita orgasmed with every blow. She smashed and smashed until she had busted open Cindy’s skull. She then grabbed her pink, oozing child-brains and rubbed them against her own skin. Rita licked them and swallowed them whole as she lustily continued to soak Cindy’s face.

Finally, Rita collapsed with exhaustion. Her body shivered, still feeling the effects of her wondrous orgasm. She was truly thankful for the gift she had received.

Rita laid there for a few minutes and fingered herself before getting up. She then dragged Cindy’s bloody, mutilated corpse over to a nearby tree, propped her against it and packed her body with snow. Entering the house one last time, Rita retrieved her panties and dowsed the fire. She then got in her car and drove home, pleased with the new Christmas tradition she had created. A tradition, she would be sure to keep.

THE END OF CHAPTER ONE