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Chapter 1
A Familiar Face

I sigh in sheer boredom. There’s nothing to do in this stupid small town. It sucks so badly! Oh well, at least I’m out of here in a few months. I decide to watch some porn. I yawn in utter boredom as some guy forced some girl to take his cock in her asshole. Even reading fictional stories about rape wasn’t turning me on. I got out my “rape kit” and played around a bit. Months ago, I had purchased everything I needed to sneak into someone’s house, rape them, and then sneak back out. I imagine taking a beautiful princess in her own bedroom. Her soft, golden, shiny hair would tempt me to spray cum all over it! My fantasy keeps me entertained for a while, but even that isn’t satisfying my boredom.
I drive to McDonald’s and walk inside just to kill time and see if everything wasn’t boring. I’m not hungry or thirsty, but I am soon glad I decided to come. There is a beautiful girl who graduated with me at the High School. What was her name again?
“Hey there Allen, how have you been? It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other!”
“Hey Stephanie, I’ve been great! I know two years is way to long to stay out of touch. What have you been up to these days?”
“Well, I’m bouncing around trying to find a good job. My parents went on a cruise to Alaska and they’ll be back in a couple of days. I came home early to surprise them.”
“Maybe we could hang out sometime.”
“Yeah, I’m a little busy before my parents get home, but after they’ve been home for a couple of days we can definitely do something. Do you need my address?”
“Yes please.”
She writes her address on a napkin and we converse about old times for a while. Soon a familiar feeling creeps inside me. I want her body so badly! She is so beautiful in high school and I never got to have her! Suddenly, the darkness within me hatches an evil scheme. I could disguise myself and fondle her body! Oh but should I do it? Should I make my fantasy a reality?

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There’s no backing out now! Her parents are coming soon and this could be my only chance! I make one last check to make sure I had everything. Rope, orange ski mask, knife, vibrator, duct tape, and three pairs of handcuffs yup everything’s here!
The sun slowly sinks down into the horizon and I wait in the ever growing shadows. Finally, the light in what I believe to be her room switches off. It’s show time!
All the windows are open. It is almost too easy to silently slip onto the floor in the living room. Her door stands slightly ajar and I slowly tiptoe into her room. She sleeps above the covers, probably because it’s so damn hot, and she has a robe on. Perfect, that will make violating her body easier! But should I really do it? Should I rape a friend and pleasure myself from it? Yes, I should do it!
Carefully I snap one handcuff onto her right hand. She doesn’t wake up and I slowly handcuff her hands behind a pole on the headboard. That movement somehow wakes her up
“uuuh what…what’s going on?”
“Tip tip and cherio” I say in my best fake Irish voice. “Now listen lade, we’re going to have a bit of fun!”
“Please…don’t hurt me!”
“Hurt you? Oh ho ho ho ho my lassie! I won’t hurt you if you cooperate and eat mi Lucky Charms.”
“Eat your WHAT?”
Dropping the Irish accent, I say in a dark and mysterious voice “In other words suck my dick and…other things.”
“…so…you’re…you’re going to…to…OH GOD SOMEONE HELP ME!”
“Ah lassie, I told ya to cooperate. Make it easier on yourself lad and don’t struggle.”
She didn’t listen and I emitted a long, suffering sigh. The knife slides out of my pocket and her eyes grow wide. Somehow she thinks that I’m going to kill her and begged me not to.
“Kill you? Why would I kill a bonnet like you lassie? Relax and it’ll all be over quick you little slut! I won't use the knife unless you don't cooperate.”
I take off my shoes and socks and shove my socks in her mouth. She moans and her face becomes flushed with anger when I spread her legs and handcuff her ankles to the bed. Somehow she spat out the sock while I restrained her!
“Someone help me, please God he’s going to rape me!”
“I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this lassie, but you’re a loud little bitch” I say as I tape her mouth shut. Satisfied that she won’t be talking for a while, I slide my hand under her shirt. She moans and a tear slides down her cheek.
“Mmmm, slut your breast feels nice and firm! Yeah, I’m going to abuse your hot breasts and pussy! You’re going to beg me to fuck you because you like getting raped. It turns you on doesn’t it whore?”
She twists her head in an effort to say no. Ignoring her, I slid my other hand under her shirt and squeeze both of her breasts. She whimpers and moans in protest. I stop to savor her soft, delicate skin and the firmness of her breast. Both nipples slowly harden under my hands.
“You’re a filthy whore aren’t you? Your nipples love the attention slut! I wonder…will your pussy love my hands? Will it get nice and wet as soon as I touch and rub it?”
Moans of protest escape through the tape bounding her mouth shut. She tries to keep me from sliding her robe above her stomach and revealing her black panties. Mmm, black is my favorite color on a woman!
“Your black panties are exquisite, such a shame they have to come off!”
She moans and tries to move her legs in an effort to stop me from cutting off her panties with my knife. My fingers stroke her pussy lips. Moaning, she struggles to keep her body from enjoying my hands. I look into her eyes and suddenly I think about how wrong this is. Why am I doing this? What’s wrong with me? I have to let her go, she doesn’t deserve this and I can’t rape her.
I unlock the handcuffs on her hands and give her spare keys to the other handcuffs on her ankles. She looks bewildered that I’m actually going to let her go. It takes her a few minutes, but she finally realizes I’ve had my fun and I’m leaving her to get on with her life. As I slip out the window, she asks me a question.
“Who are you?”
The question surprises me and I realize that she hasn’t asked me that all night! I figured it would be polite to answer the lady. Of course I’m not stupid enough to give her my real name…who should I be? The Hunter…wait…that was the dude who raped and killed his victims…no, it can’t be that. The Dark Avenger…no…sounds too superheroish…The Masked…The Masked…The Masked Avenger…no…The Masked Intruder…no…The Masked Prowler…no…The Masked…somebody…ah, I have it!

“I am The Masked Marauder!”
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Stories I have written.

The Red Rose Rapist short stories
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue, Sugar Is Sweet, The Rapist Is You!?

The Kidnapping Chronicles
The Hunter, Huntress, LK, The Masked Marauder, Melinda's Tale, and The Masked Marauder II - Allen's Revenge

Other Stories
At My Cousin's Wedding

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