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The Wizard of Oz: Boners and Blood	By : PedoTeedo Category: S through Z > Wizard of Oz, The Views: 11036 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own neither the book, movie, or musical associated with The Wizard of Oz. I do not own rights to any of the characters depicted in the story. I make no profit from any of my works posted here. This is all my own work and no one elses.

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Chapter 3: Professor Marvel
After escaping from Ms. Gulch’s clutches, Dorothy was completely energyless. Her asshole was throbbing from when Ms. Gulch had inserted her old broomstick. In fact, now that the adrenaline was wearing off Dorothy thought that she might have gotten a few splinters from the incident.
Dorothy stopped to catch her breath and picked up Toto in her slender childish arms. Just then she noticed a car to an old gypsy caravan sitting on the side of the road. She stumbled over to it and saw an older man who she guessed was named “Professor Marvel” due to the fact that that was what was painted on the side of the car. He was sitting on a rock in front of a small-sized fire, roasting a sausage.
“Hello?” Dorothy began, “Are you Professor Marvel? Could you please help me sir? I am oh so very tired and would love to have some company.”
Obviously Dorothy was a young girl and didn’t know all about the dangers of men like Marvel, but she would soon learn. Back where Chester Marvel came from in Nebraska, he was known as “Chester the Molester”. He raped hundreds of young girls before finally being driven out of the circus.
The story began early one June morning. Chester had been extremely busy helping out the trapeze act for the past week that he hadn’t been able to search for a new girl in quite some time. But when he woke up that morning, he knew that that was the day. He would, one way or another, be getting in some girl tonight. He opened up his fortune telling stand at the entrance to the carnival at seven o’clock and began reading different folk’s palms. By nine most of his business had moved on to the main acts inside the pavilion and he was getting a bit irritable. Then in walked a young girl, maybe nine or ten, who Chester knew was the one for him.
“Excuse me sir,” said the little girl, “would you please tell me when my mother will be getting better? She has been dreadfully sick for the past few days and I’m afraid I might lose her.” It turns out that the girl’s mother had been getting better in that day alone and would be out looking for her daughter within the hour. “I only have a quarter but I’m so terribly worried about my mother. Won’t you please help me?”
“Of course I can,” said Chester, “It is my duty to assist any and all who are in need, not matter the reward. But I am afraid that what you seek cannot be devised from within this room. Follow me and I will show you all that you seek.”
“Oh really truly?” asked the girl, “Of course I’ll come. I’d follow you across the world if it meant my mom getting better.”
The duo walked silently around the pavilion and into Chester’s gypsy car where he motioned for the girl to sit down in front of his crystal ball. “Now close your eyes and tell me everything that you can about your mother” said Chester, “I’m afraid the spirits aren’t being very cooperative today and require me to have extensive previous knowledge of what I am asking about.”
And with that the girl closed her eyes and began saying all that she could about her mother. At the same time Chester silently closed the door and grabbed his makeshift gag that he would use to silence the girl before he killed and disposed of her. Once he was ready he swiftly slipped the gag over the girl and threw her to the ground where he kneeled down and began slapping her pre-pubescent ass cheeks until his penis was erect enough to destroy the girl. She tried to scream but Chester’s tied-off rag was amazingly effective at silencing his victims. All that could be heard were the slapping sounds of his body on hers.
Then he began to slip his right hand down the front of her denim blue-jeans while his left caressed her soft, squirming neck. He leaned down over her and said in the most disgustingly smooth way that you could imagine, “You’re mine now, your only escape will be when I squeeze the life out of you with my own hands,” Then he began to slowly caress the girl’s vagina, circling his thumb on her clit while his middle three fingers fought to slip inside her virgin slit and his pinky reached down to rub her anus. She squealed to which he replied by grabbing her by the neck and picking her upper body an inch off of the ground before slamming her back down. Apart from one shriek of intense pain, she was much quieter after the moment of violence.
Then Chester held her down while slowly unzipping his pants and slipping down the cheap cover of his seven inch impaler. He pulled her up to head level and whispered, “You see that? It won’t before that’s all you will taste,” then he dropped her to the floor and stood up to grab a cushion which he placed under the girl’s head so he wouldn’t kill her in a simple oral session. He was planning on keeping this girl all day and didn’t want to be cut short by the smell of decaying flesh. He then promptly slipped his member into the girl’s mouth. Her saliva swirled his dick as it pressed deeper and deeper in her mouth before finally hitting the back and stopping for a moment. She thought this was as bad as Chester could possibly do, and thought that at least her suffering wouldn’t go on much longer. She was wrong. As she was so incredibly petite, barely half of him fit in her mouth without deepthroating it. He promptly held her neck back at such an angle that his up-tilting dick could fit in entirely. He then began to grip her neck with both hands and move her back and forth, forcing her to blow him without exerting any effort. He pulled her back and forth, swishing his dick around her mouth while she gagged and moaned from the intense power of his penis. He then flipped her down onto the ground and started pounding her tiny mouth as hard as possible after a minute of this intense smashing, Chester had reached his limit. He pulled out almost completely from her mouth before ramming himself all the way in one last time before spewing his semen all the way down into her throat, coating it completely and making any sort of breathing incredibly difficult for her last bit of life.
After resting in her mouth for long enough, Chester pulled himself out of the girl and laid her facedown on the floor. At this point tears were flowing down her face like a wet teen’s pussy. Chester slipped her gag back on and began to slowly dry-fuck her ass. He laid down on top of her, almost entirely stopping her breath. He then gyrated his hips on hers in a melodic flow, not stopping but not going too intensely either. He slowly sped up to a point where his balls crashing against her slutty shorts made a definitive clapping noise. He then began to slow down and finally stopped. The girl’s face was at this point twisted in pain from the fractures in both pelvic bones that Chester’s anal assault had caused.
He then flipped her over once more and slipped both hands under the front of her shorts. He then, in a burst of testosterone-fueled might, ripped open the front of her shorts to reveal her pink, see-through panties. He then laid down on her once more and slid back until his penis was slipped underneath the girl’s panties. He then shifted his weight and slipped his enormous erection into the depths of her pussy. He then began to aggressively pound her virgin cunt, feeling the blood of her tearing pussy flow around his dick as he crushed her underneath him. He smashed her as hard as he could, feeling the pre-cum begin to squeeze out of his dick in preparation for his godly ejaculation. The girl was squealing in pain from Chester’s gyrations while Chester let out a continuous stream of barbaric grunts as he raped her as hard as his muscles would allow. Then out of nowhere slipped Chester’s final climax. While moving outwards a stream of hot, steaming cum from his penis her her virgin vagina. Some ejaculate even came out of her, dripping red-white droplets onto the floor of the car as the cum mixed with the blood.
Chester then flipped off of the girl onto his back, contemplating how he wished to dispose of the girl’s corpse. He decided he would take her to the creek and rip her asshole to shreds while crushing the life out of her with his hands. He pulled the gag extra tight and put a grain bag over the girl’s squirming body. He then flipped her over his shoulder and carried her out of his caravan and over to the creek in which he would dispose of the girl. Once he got there he laid the girl so her hips were right on the turning point between the flat scrubland and the steep 3-foot slope into the water. He then took his throbbing erection out of his pants and began to push it into the girl’s airtight anus. As the head of his penis pushed inside of her, the flesh ripped and a flow of blood began down the bank and into the stream. The deeper he pushed the larger the tear got until her entire rectum was severed. Just as he put his hands around her neck and slowly choked the life out of the screaming pre-teen, her mother got within eyesight and screamed at which point many performers stepped out of their homes to see Professor Marvel violating the near-dead body of a helpless child. Once Chester realized this he ran around several cars before reaching his own where he battered down the hatches and bid his horses take off. After that, Chester Marvel was never again seen in Nebraska, as he moved South to Kansas where he wasn’t known negatively in the slightest.
Back to the story of Dorothy: “Sit down”, said Professor Marvel, “What do you ask of the great ‘Professor Marvel’?”
“Oh sir, I just wanted to be safe from that awful old Ms. Gulch, “ Dorothy stated, “Do you suppose that you could tell me my fortune while I am here?”
“Hahaha,” laughed Marvel, “The great Professor Marvel doesn’t just tell you the future like most magicians. NO, he can tell you the past as well. Come inside with me so I may consult with my crystal ball.” The two talked into the caravan car where so many other girls had been taken advantage of and sat down at a table, “Now close your eyes,” Marvel said. He reached into Dorothy’s basket and pulled out a picture of her on the farm with Aunt Em and Uncle Henry. “It seems to me as if you are running away from home. It is that they don’t care about you like they should? I thought so. Now from what I can see, you have been kept in a small safe environment your entire life, not being hurt for no reason.” Dorothy nodded while thinking about all that she had been sheltered from previous to Ms. Gulch’s horrible punishments. Then while Chester was talking, he locked the door and came back to sit down next to Dorothy and put his arm around her. He then continued, “So would you like to see things that you’ve never seen? Go places you’ve never gone?”
“Oh yes Professor Marvel,” Dorothy said excitedly, not understanding what he meant in those words, “Yes please would you show me new things and give me new wonderful experiences?”
Marvel then said, “Well let me start things out for you. First you must understand what it means to work hard.” he then stood up and led Dorothy to the back of his home where there was a small, nearly empty room with some chains hanging off of the walls, “You will start off with cleaning this entire room,” He said handing dorothy a broom, “To make sure that you aren’t cheating, I will be putting these loose chains on your arms and legs.” Dorothy, being a naive, sheltered child suspected nothing of this and allowed for Marvel to quickly put the restraints on her appendages. Marvel then shut the door and began to wait. Although he lacked the ability to control his sexual urges towards the weak and helpless, he did possess an incredible talent at waiting for the perfect moment. Then after about ten minutes, he slowly began to crank a wheel which pulled in the restraints and began to pull Dorothy up on the wall. She cried out but received no response. Once she was help up completely on the wall, Chester walked in and without a word began to remove his clothing, piece by piece. He then grabbed a pair of scissors and cut holes in Dorothy’s shirt so that her incredibly perky breasts could pop out. He then started to fondle her tits massaging one breast while sucking and biting on the other, and switching between the two. Dorothy began to cry, realizing that compared to Ms. Gulch, Marvel was already starting out rough. He then pulled away from her breasts; preparing for the real action.
Professor Marvel then began to slowly pull off the straps to Dorothy’s blue dress. After he removed the dress she still had on her blouse and skirt. He bent over and ripped out each of the buttons to the blouse with his teeth while slowly and subtly massaging her pussy with his left hand and firmly holding her ass with his right. Once all of the buttons were off, Professor Marvel slipped the shirt down her arms and then ripped down the blouse and dress that were being held up on the chains.
“You won’t be needing those anymore,” he whispered as a smile grew across his face from his imagining of what he would do to her. He didn’t work in too popular of a place so girls like this didn’t come around on just any day. As such he knew that he would have to keep her for long as possible. He then rotated his hand and slipped it under Dorothy’s skirt and panties to slowly grope her pussy. Dorothy let out a shriek followed by a shallow moan. He soon realized that Dorothy wasn’t a virgin and destroying her would be harder than it was on his other victims. He then quickly sped up his massaging while putting his other hand around her to tightly grasp her ass. Then he slowly moved his hand down, pulling dorothy’s skirt and panties with it to reveal her tight teen twat. He reached down and opened up his pants, releasing his throbbing erection that had been building up throughout the entire undressing and needed to be milked empty.
“Are you going to take this quietly or am I going to have to make this more painful?” asked Marvel, “We can make your time here as brutal as possible if that’s what you want you little slut. I can see that you’ve already fucked someone else and I’d bet you enjoyed it.”
“No, Ms Gulch…” Dorothy began, trying to tell him of how the old bitch had fucked her and her dog, but was cut off by a hard slap to her breast.
“I’ll tell you when you may talk,” shouted Professor Marvel, “Now you belong to me and will do as a say, when I say, or be punished.” He then proceeded to push three of his fingers inside of her pussy. Dorothy’s juices began to mix around inside of her, lubricating Professor Marvel’s hand and letting it go in even more swiftly. He then slipped in his pinky, stretching out Dorothy even more than before. Dorothy was just at the age where she was starting to touch herself. She had never truly masturbated but had found her clit and knew what it did. While she was thinking about this, Professor Marvel slipped his thumb into her and pushed as hard as he could. A scream of pain and pleasure erupted from Dorothy’s mouth as Marvel’s entire hand pushed deep in Dorothy’s pussy and clenched in a fist before violently pounding forward and back inside her throbbing cunt. Finally after five minutes of the pounding, Dorothy came, spewing her female ejaculate out of her underage vagina.
Professor Marvel pulled his hand out of her and left the room. Seeing as almost all of Dorothy’s strength should have been gone by that time, he released the chains holding Dorothy to the wall and heard as her body fell to the ground. He returned and released her chains, then left the room again. He sat down and waited for her to get the strength to try and leave the room so he could fuck her all over again.
After several minutes of lying on the ground crying, Dorothy decided she had to escape. As a smart little slut, she knew that if she left through the door, Professor Marvel would be waiting to rape her again. She looked up to see a small window above her. She slowly stood up and found that she could climb out of the window. She quickly pulled out the frame and pulled herself out of the window. She then climbed back down and ran away, hoping to never to see Professor Marvel again. As she was thinking about her escape. She could hear the wind picking up. She looked behind her to see Marvel chasing after her. What she didn’t see was the debris being thrown around by the tornado. As she turned around a rock flew into her face, knocking her out.
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