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Chapter 4, part 1

Monday, October 31, 2011

The house was dark, he always kept the blinds closed. He had never much liked the sun, it always made things too damn hot. Although he did appreciate what the sun did to the soft, smooth skin of a young woman. The dank stench of standing water and fungal growth permeated the air as he moved into the basement.

The part of the wall he moved to looked just like any other part to the untrained eye. But he knew where the hidden latch was and he easily popped out the fake wall section, revealing the treasure beneath.

Several large plastic totes were hidden in the opening. He pulled out the first one. Setting it on the ground, he opened the latches and pulled the top off. Within the tote was no less than 50 Ziploc bags. Within each bag, sealed against the elements, was a pair of women’s panties.

He quickly filed through until he came to a bag labeled 10-31-10. He pulled the bag out, gazing upon a pair of black, silk panties. He opened the bag and breathed in deeply. The luscious aroma of perfume, the scent brought back the sweet memories. He could see her, feel her slim, struggling body underneath him, the sweet taste of her lips, her skin, the delicious sound of her panting and gasping and screams.

He pulled the silk fabric out of the bag and pressed the crotch of the panties to his nose. The sweet, musky aroma of her pussy filled his nostrils, the aroma still rich and full. He realized his hand had wrapped around his cock without him even thinking about it. He began to stroke as he remembered the girl and what he had done to her a year ago…

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Downtown San Cruces, CA
The University of California at San Cruces was not quite as celebratory as usual this Halloween. Oh, plenty of college kids were out at the bars, kids throughout the town of San Cruces were out trick-or-treating, but a pall hung over the town and its college. Already, two women at the college had been brutally raped, and there was no reason to believe that this so-called “Panty Raider” rapist wouldn’t strike again. That was why woman went out in groups or with a male friend, never by themselves, especially at night.

Unfortunately, Kari drove into town from a suburb, where she lived with her parents. Her boyfriend was meeting her in town for dinner. Kari was a devout Christian and refused to participate in the morally ambiguous festivities that make up the celebration of Halloween in a college town. So she found herself driving into town alone, utterly stunning in a black silk dress that hugged her curves and matched her black hair perfectly.

By the time she arrived in town, the downtown parking areas were jam packed with rapidly-getting-drunk college kids. Kari drove for several minutes before she found a parking spot on a side road nearly five blocks from the restaurant. The road was dark and she felt a twinge of doubt as she saw how alone she was. But she needed to get to her date, so she would just get out of this area as fast as she could, then she could get Brian to escort her back at the end of the night.

She got out of the car, slipped on her high heels, pulled down the hem of her dress to cover her mid-thighs, and began to walk toward the restaurant.

He was hunting. Moving silently down the darkened streets, he was looking for a victim to satisfy his lust. He had seen many earlier, but each one had been accompanied, either by several other girls or sometimes some men. Each had been safe, protected. He had been on the verge of giving up and trying again after the bars closed, when he saw her walking down the darkened street, wearing heels and all alone. He cackled in glee as he hid in a nearby alley, his large, sharp hunting knife out.

Kari was getting creeped out being all alone on these dark streets. She thought about going back, but she was only a couple of blocks from the restaurant now and she could hear people and see them crossing from one block to another in large groups. She was almost safe.

She was only a block and a half from the crowds as she crossed by a dark alley halfway along the block. She thought she heard a noise and her stomach went cold. She tried to run, but a huge hand clamped over her mouth, the cold, sharp metal of a knife pressing to her soft throat.

Her firm, tight ass pressed deliciously against his crotch and he buried his nose in her soft, smooth hair, smelling of flowers and her sweet perfume. She was perfect.

“Fight or scream and it’s the last fucking thing you’ll ever do, bitch!” he snarled. He could feel her trembling in terror, her firm, tight body pressed tight against him and driving him wild.

Kari could feel the thick hardness of his throbbing cock pressed against her firm, athletic ass and she trembled in terror. ‘Not like this,’ she silently prayed. ‘Please, don’t let it happen like this.’ She struggled helplessly against his strength as she was dragged further into the dark, dank alley.

He dragged her to a stout-looking pipe attached to one of the buildings. Keeping one hand firmly over her mouth to keep her from making any more noise than the desperate moans she could get out, he pulled out his cuffs, slapping them around one delicate wrist. He yanked the cuffs around the pipe and slapped the other cuff on her other wrist, leaving her helplessly cuffed to the pipe, free for the taking. Pressing the knife to her neck again, he growled, “scream or fight and you die bitch, got it?”

She nodded in terror and he moved his hand away from her mouth. “Please,” she begged, “don’t hurt me.”

He laughed at her, “Fuck you, slut. I’m gonna fuck you raw and there isn’t one damn thing you can do about it!” With a sneer, he grabbed her by the neck, holding her head in place, and clamped his mouth over her’s, his tongue slowly forcing its way into her mouth to the wet sound of her moans of despair. Pinning her against the dirty wall, he kissed her long and hard, his tongue roughly exploring her sweet mouth. One hand traveled down her body, roughly squeezing her full, firm breasts, caressing her slim, flat stomach and caressing her firm, tanned thighs. She tried to fight back, struggling against him as his hand pulled the hem of her dress up, revealing her black, silk panties. He pinned her against the wall, ignoring her struggles and moans as his hand slipped into her panties and began stroking her warm, soft pussy, slipping a finger between her pussy lips and stroking the hard bud of her clit.

When his finger touched her clit, she yelped into his violating tongue, a soft, terrified moan escaping her lips as her knees went weak in unwilling pleasure. For several minutes, he kept kissing her, his tongue violating her sweet mouth while his finger violated her pussy, leaving her moist, confused and humiliated as he finally broke off the kiss, his hand slipping out of her panties.

Her cheeks were a bright red, her eyes and cheeks wet with tears, her chest was rising and falling with gasps of breath, and her whole body trembled in terror and humiliation. “P-p-please,” she begged, sobbing with despair, “I’m a vi-virgin.”

He felt his cock throb even as a huge smirk of triumph split his face. This hot little bitch was a virgin! Ha! “Oh no, my sweet,” he mocked, “I’m going to be your first,” without warning, he punched her full in the stomach and she doubled over, gasping for breath. He reached under her dress, hooking her panties, and yanked them down and off. He folded them neatly and stuck them in a pocket. Then he grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs out from under her, causing her to fall hard to the wet, stinking cement of the dark alley, her arms still helplessly stretched over her head, still wrapped around the pipe. In an instant, he forced her thighs open, even before she could recover; he had her irreversibly positioned so he could do as he wanted with her. She looked up at him in horror, tears welling up from her beautiful dark eyes. He looked deep into those beautiful eyes, the terror in them making his cock throb even more than the feel of her sweet, innocent body. “And there isn’t one damn thing you can do to stop me!”

“Noooo!” she screamed. She began to kick at him, her hips twisting as she tried to fight him off. He struggled with her, pinning her down as he tried to force her thighs back open. Time and again, he pried her thighs open and then she would nearly hit him with a flailing foot. By the time he pushed her foot away, her thighs were pressed tightly together again. Finally, he tired of the struggle. He slapped her across the face hard, and then he forced her thighs wide open and settled between them, using his own body to keep her thighs apart. She gasped under him, exhausted from their desperate fight. He smacked her across the face again. She whimpered in pain, but she was too tired to struggle anymore.

His hands moved to either side of her legs, pushing the silken fabric of her dress up, over her ripe hips, and bunching the fabric around her waist. He gazed down at the soft, warm flesh and neatly trimmed bush of her virgin pussy.

Quickly, he unzipped his pants, pulling out his thick, uncircumcised penis. Spitting on his hand, he stroked the long, thick shaft repeatedly, lubricating his cock. He could smell the faint aroma of her moistness from his earlier assault and the thicker aroma of her sweet perfume. She was still gasping in fear and her tear-stained eyes looked at him in desperation, as though she really believed he could be reasoned with. He smiled at her encouragingly and she smiled back. “Please,” she begged hopefully, “don’t do this to me.”

He stopped for a moment, as if considering. His hand stroked her soft cheek and she allowed the touch, only flinching slightly, her hope rising. His hand stroked down her cheek and along her jaw, moving to her upper chest. She looked at him in continued hope and he looked deep into her eyes. With a sudden, powerful tear, he grabbed hold of the neckline of her dress and tore it open, ripping open her dress and exposing her bra clad breasts. He laughed cruelly as she gasped in horror and struggled helplessly against him. Her thighs squeezed desperately against him, trying with all her strength to push him away. He smacked her across the face almost contemptuously as he ripped open her bra, exposing firm, ripe breasts. He cruelly pinched her firm, pink nipples, eliciting a gasp from the helpless girl.

While one hand groped possessively at her breasts, the other guided his cock to the warm lips of her pussy. “No, no, stop!” she begged. He clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her shouts. He thrust forward and she gasped against his hand as he pushed into her. He thrust again, digging deeper into her innocent flesh and her gasp became a scream as he tore away her virginity. Her eyes closed as they leaked tears and her scream became a soft sobbing as he slowly forced his way deeper into her innocent body. He took his hand away from her mouth and kissed her, long and hard, his tongue slithering deep into her mouth as his cock began to thrust back and forth, her innocent flesh gripping his cock in a soft, warm, fleshy vice as waves of pleasure buffeted him.

He could feel the pressure growing deep in his balls and he knew he would explode soon. He began to thrust harder and faster, her breasts jiggling with each thrust as he grabbed her ankles, putting them on his shoulders as he began fucking her hard and deep. She looked into his eyes, tears staining her cheeks and leaving her eyes wet. Her mouth worked, twisted in horror, she bit down an unuttered wail of despair. “Please,” she begged, her voice soft and girly, “don’t do this to me.”

He answered by smacking her hard across the face, the shock of impact sending a soft vibration into his cock as it thrust in and out of her violated pussy. “Fuck you, bitch!” he snarled. “I’m gonna fucking ruin you!” With another brutal thrust, his balls clenched and he exploded with stream after stream of his thick cum, deep into her innocent body.

Kari gasped in horror and her eyes glazed over as her mind tried to block out the horror her body was suffering. He just lay there as stream after stream fired deep into her unprotected womb. He took a soft, pink nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, causing a small moan to escape her lips as he fired his last streams into her pussy.

He pulled out of her and stood up, his cock smeared with thick cum and streaks of her virginal blood. He curled a hand into her silken black hair and forced her to her knees. She cried out in pain as he lifted her by her hair. She looked up at him in terror, her pretty face smeared with tears and her full, sweet lips trembling.

He took his messy cock and pressed it to her lips. Her body trembled in disgust and she refused to open her mouth. “Open that sweet mouth up right now, bitch, or I’ll fuck that sweet ass of yours instead. She looked up at him in horror, and she saw the truth, and the hate, in his eyes. Her lips still trembling, her eyes streaming tears, she opened her mouth.

He slid his cock into her mouth, making a big bulge in her cheek before he adjusted, his cock slowly pushing down her throat. She gagged as he choked her, the taste and the thick flesh of his cock pushing into her throat and keeping her from breathing right, but he still pushed forward, burying her pretty face in his coarse pubic hair. His hands slid into her silken hair, moving her head back and forth as he began to fuck her mouth.

Kari trembled in horror as he fucked her mouth, taking his time as he forced her to clean his cock off and pleasure him with her innocent mouth. The warm wetness of her mouth encompassed his cock, making it grow harder and thicker as he thought of her sweet, innocent mouth, sucking on his thick, messy cock. He took his time, enjoying her unwilling blowjob. Her mouth was warm, wet and perfect, her tongue firmly stroking the underside of his cock as her mouth sucked gently on him.

He took his time, and he made her do all the work. Her jaw ached, her throat burned. She could feel thick globs of cum dribbling down her inner thigh and she felt a deep burning, deep inside her where her virginity had been ripped away. She wanted to throw up, just thinking about the fact that he had forced his penis in her mouth, not to mention that he had stolen her virginity and came deep inside her. But she dared not fight him anymore.

Soon, he began to stroke faster, the sweet, warm wetness of her mouth like heaven wrapped around his cock. He sped up, the pressure growing in his balls, until he buried her face in his crotch and exploded. She struggled desperately, but he held her face in his crotch as he spurted again and again into her mouth. She gagged and struggled, she began to choke, and finally she swallowed a thick mouthful of his vile semen. The taste made her want to throw up, but instead she swallowed another mouthful of the slimy liquid, desperate to breathe.

He came again and again and he watched in ultimate satisfaction as she swallowed his cum. He pulled out, the last several shots of his thick cum firing onto her face and into her silken hair. Her slim, ripe body trembled in disgust as her face and hair were covered in thick globs of his cum. Finally, he pulled back, grabbing a handful of her dress, he wiped himself off. He pulled his pants back on, utterly satisfied.

He turned back to his beautiful victim and undid her cuffs, letting her slide to the floor where she curled up in a ball and began to weep. He could see her inner thighs, smeared with cum and blood. He moved up to her, grabbing a handful of hair, and pulled her up so he could whisper in her ear. “Thanks for the great fuck, honey,” he sneered as she let out a sob. “Next time, I’ll have to try that sweet ass out!”

He let her fall and she collapsed into a heap, crying her eyes out. He could see her silken hair and beautiful face, now becoming crusty and sticky with his cum. He let out a laugh of triumph and made his escape.

Monday, October 31, 2011
The memory of her beautiful face, sticky with his cum, sent him to the edge. He stopped stroking and for a moment he thought he wouldn’t go over the edge. Then he remembered how she had looked several months later, the next time he saw he, when her belly had shown the slight bulge of her pregnancy. He had impregnated her that night, the memory of her full belly sent him over the edge. Still smelling the sweet aroma of pussy and perfume on the panties, long, thick strands of cum squirted out. He came hard, and then cleaned himself off with a towel.

It sure was good to remember those really sweet rapes of previous years. But now he had to get ready to make new memories tonight. He put away his collection and went upstairs. It would be getting dark soon and he had a date with someone, maybe even two someones, they just didn’t know it yet.