ChiTownHoney |
09-08-2008 03:34 PM |
So, I am living with my boyfriend who is really into rough sex. He rapes me all the time and we play often. Then I notice that he doesnt like to be with me as often as he use to, and I see him one night out with the petite little whore that lives next door. I often see bruises on her cheek when we pass in the hall of out complex and she tries to hide them from me. I know that this is my boyfriends doing. I am so angry that I cant stop shaking. I decide that something serious has to be done.
So one night when I am home with my boyfriend, we have normal sex and then I ask him if he would like to get me some ice cream from the McDonalds 20 minutes from where we live. He obliges and leaves. I know that she is home, so I get out and take my car around the block so it cant be seen from her window. I go to her door and knock. I slide a little note under her door that says "Come see me". She knows, or thinks she knows who it is from. She happily comes to my place where she finds the door open and all the lights turned off. She steps inside, scared and excited, and closes the door behind her. I attack her from behind. I am wearing my boyfriends clothes and a hat to keep her from feeling my long hair on her. I hit her hard with a baseball bat and knock her to the floor. She yelps but I am quick to get on top of her and slap and hit her numerous times untill she is bloodied and cant move. Then I take down her pants and pententrate her with a dildo, which on it I had smeared some aftermath from a condom that had been used earlier that night when I was with my boyfriend. I hit her some more untill she is unconscious. Then I get up and grab the phone where I put down by her face and call 911. I leave and they come immediately to find her bruised and battered body. He comes back and they arrest him and when they take her to the hospital, the rape kit comes back as positive and points to him as the rapist. He goes to jail and he she is traumitized for life. I have burned all evidence that leads back to me, so my hands are clean.
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