OKay, here's a third story on my favorite theme- hope you like ? :

Time for Mr Wolfe (semi con, snuff, feet)

He had had a very good run on the stock exchange and it was high time Mr Wolfe treated himself. He had only last month purchased a new car for his wife and toys for his children. One of his clients had thanked him with a token for the notorious Sweet Supplies gentlemen’s club on the dark side of town and it was to there that Mr Wolfe headed on this rainy, inconsequential evening, phoning his wife to keep his dinner warm as he would be working late.
The set up was very discreet. Down a seedy alleyway at a large steel door one pushed the credit token into a special slot, which allowed you into a small room where a computer pad was set in one wall. The value of the token was displayed along with several options and prices. He would hire one of the hives of festering cells beneath for forty glorious minutes. The options were varied by which one could construct a pleasure toy. Mr Wolfe’s fingers quivered as he selected those options that most fitted his own tastes, on this occasion a girl in his youngest daughter’s class who he had recently had the pleasure of driving home and admiring after a sleep over.

She was waiting for him perched on the edge of a large wooden work bench. Hello sir, she smiled shyly. Call me Uncle he grinned stroking her cheek and running fingers through her fine blonde hair. So vulnerable and petite, dressed in a black latex body suit from which only her small white hands and feet were visible. Perfect.
She continued to stare at him with those disturbingly innocent blue eyes. He looked at his watch. He could spend hours just drooling over the toy, but he was aware three minutes had already gone. He pulled the back of her head and pushed a hungry tongue between her lips to feel her little tongue. She reciprocated his attentions, though he could feel it was all a bit too automatic. She was a very compliant model- perhaps if he was lucky enough to have a second visit here he would select a slightly more difficult one that might struggle a bit more.
His free hand ran over her flat chest and felt for her plump cleft through the plastic. Pulling back from his mouth a second she indicated by turning and squatting on the table that there was a zip at the rear for access to her bottom and cunty holes.
Please show Uncle, sweetie, he salivated.
She giggled – oh I cannot reach, you will have to open me up Uncle.
And so he exposed her wiggling white bottom and the hairless slit visible between her legs.
You fucking whore, he grunted and couldn’t resist biting into her bum cheek before sliding his tongue into the pink crevasse of her sphincter.
Does Uncle want to hurt me? She asked. Don’t be shy, do whatevr you like, I’m all yours.
Looking over her shoulder she seemed so young despite the baldness of her last words which were delivered more like a grown woman.
He pushed his tongue into her tiny bumhole. Fuck yes, he would open her up.
Lie down flat on your tummy, he commanded.
Now slowly kick your feet. He watched her little white tootsies pedal in the air, so small and plump.
Yesss, he hissed and grabbed one thin delicate ankle in order to press her soft sole to his mouth and hungrily suck on her juicy little toes. How many times had he dreamed of doing this with his own daughter.
He pulled her down the table towards him, splaying her legs to get once more to her yummy holes. His cock was leaking precum through his expensive suit. He unzipped his trousers to let loose his enormous cock and aimed it at the untouched puffy slit.
I don’t think it was designed to fit, Uncle, she bit her lip coquettishly and again wiggled her bot bot.
Feel it, slut! He put his firm hands around her small waist and pushed the head of his cock up into vagina, squeezing angrily her body shook and spasmed as he thrust deep inside her but like a well-trained girl she took it all, even as it broke through the fleshy wall of her cervix and squashed her intestines. Violently he fucked the sex bot: dumb bitch- I’ll teach you a fucking lesson.
It didn’t take long to ejaculate into her belly. He wanted to lay on top of her a while and feel her meat around his cock, but looking at his watch, he didn’t have time to waste.
She lay still after he pulled out. But she heard him ask if he was satisfied with her.
Mmmm you are one sexy toy, he puffed, but I haven;t come here just to fuck you, baby.
He picked her up in his arms, holding her small body, her beating heart against his.
He felt a wave of fatherly concern for her which he quickly swallowed down. Then he lowered her onto her feet beneath a long wire rope. Can you stand okay, sweetie?
Just about Uncle, she said, but her legs were shaky.
It’s okay, it’s not for long.
He lowered the rope in order to place it around her neck. Good girl.
With sharp scissors he cut up from the crotch area a neat slit through the latex, up her tummy and revealing her flat, white chest.
Stunning he said, stroking her porcelain skin and brushing her tiny little nipple buds.
Am I pretty, Uncle?
Perfect, princess, yes. Kneeling, for she barely reached his waist, he licked her tit-less chest and belly button. The latex creaked seductively.
The cord around her neck was controlled by a remote control, by pressing a button it began to raise, stretching the girl’s body taut as she was forced onto tip toe. It really accentuated the line of her ribs and he delighted in how she tottered on her tip toes and arched her small feet.
Fucking piece of shit, he breathed as he secured her slim wrists behind her back with a plastic zip tie.
She stood so obediently, concentrating on her breathing and looking at him with curiosity. It was a shame she had no real concept of death. Her feat would be so arousing. One could select a model that pleaded and cried, but it would never match the deliciousness of a real girl’s screams.
He pulled the cord a little tighter until she began to gasp. He stood at full height and ran is sticky cock through her soft blond hair, against her lips where her little tongue slightly protruded.
Filthy little cunt whore...wasting my precious time.. He looked at his watch.
He lay down beneath her so her feet now rested on his chest and he enjoyed the cool pressure of her toes pressing down on him, while he had a worm’s eye view up at her vag.
He pressed the button again suspending her so that the full weight of the noose now pressed on her neck. The little thing gurgled and spluttered as Mr Wolfe gripped her ankles firmly and felt the pulse of her legs trying weakly to kick as he now hungrily licked and sucked her wriggling toes, coating her juicy peds in saliva as they weakly scrunched and squirmed.
A warm jet of pee trickled down as her cute face turned a bright pink.
Die! You worthless shit, he thought as he scuttled back slightly and now furiously masturbated over her little suspended white feet as they twitched helplessly.

And so, very quickly, Mr Wolfe’s forty minutes were spent. Needless to say, later that night, after dinner when he went to say goodnight to his daughters he made extra special care to check their feet were washed clean and toenails cut so they didn’t soil or tear their expensive bedsheets. Each girl, so very keen to receive daddy’s approval and out-do their rival sibling. Mr Wolfe assured them he was very satisfied.