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Old 06-29-2012, 04:22 PM   #21
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Chapter 3
Thursday, October 13
Hiding in the shadows of an alley, mindlessly sharpening his long, serrated hunting knife, he stared across the street into her apartment. Looking through the window, he could see into the living room, and thence into her bathroom, where she was fixing her hair.

Just looking at her made his cock ache with need. Two weeks since he had fucked that sweet little slut Allie and now his balls ached with the need to release. He had been watching this one for a week already, planning things out. Her name was Lisa, a sexy little blonde who could be a model. He had hoped that she would be going out this night, and luck was with him. From his view point, he could see she wore a short, tight dress that showed off her long, smooth, tanned legs. Over her dress, she wore a translucent, sheer top that made no effort to hide her full, ripe cleavage. Just watching her made him want to tear her clothes off and fuck her till she broke. But with a morsel as sweet as this rich bitch, he knew he’d need to take his time, ruining her from the inside out.
Springville Apartments

Lisa knew she was running late. It was nearly 9:30 and she needed to get to the club where she was meeting her friends. She carefully finished applying her lip gloss, checking to make sure her lips were wet, full and inviting. She could smell the luscious aroma of her perfume and knew she was breathtaking. She knew lots of guys would approach her and she would turn them all down. After all, she was out to have fun teasing guys with her friends; she wouldn’t let herself get picked up at a bar. That’s what the country club was for.

She grabbed her purse and keys and headed downstairs. She opened the back door and groaned. The parking lot lights were out again. Not for the first time, she considered that her parents should just buy her a house, like she deserved, so she wouldn’t have to put up with this “poor college kid” nonsense. “I deserve better,” she grumbled.

With a firm nod of resolve to get her parents to buy her better accommodations, she walked to her Volkswagen in the dark, her eyes having not yet adjusted to the lack of light, and searched blindly for the key hole.

He quietly stalked towards her, his free hand moving towards her mouth as his knife hand moved toward her throat. At the last second, she heard a sound and turned towards him. He lunged at her, but her rich, snobby parents had actually given her something useful, several years of self-defense courses. She brought a leg up, still wearing expensive high-heals, and brought her knee up hard into his crotch.
“Uuuuhhhhh, gawd!” he moaned in pain. In a moment, Lisa sprang towards the apartment door, knowing she only needed to get to her apartment and lock the door, then she could call the cops and they’d haul this pervert off to jail for the rest of his life. She smiled in triumph as she reached the door. ‘Imagine,’ she thought, ‘that pervert thought he could attack Me! Doesn’t he know who my parents are?’ Not as though it mattered, he’d be hauled off to jail and maybe she’d even sue him for every penny he had, not as though it was likely to be much.
She hauled open the door and ran towards the stairs, knowing she was safe. Suddenly, her ankle was grabbed in a vice-like grip. Before she could go another step, her leg was jerked back, causing her to fall, hard, to the ground.
She struggled and fought, her free leg kicking desperately as her caught leg fought to get free. It was no use. She screamed at the top of her lungs, “Help me, Someone, Help!” but there was no one in the student housing, all of them were gone out already. In terror and desperation, she turned back toward her attacker.
He looked down at her, the beautiful, rick slut, her clothes rumpled, her silken legs struggling against his strength. He could smell the luscious aroma of her designer perfume. Her hips twisted as those soft, tanned legs tried to break away. Her free foot came up and she tried to kick him in the balls again. This time he was ready. He grabbed the foot, still clad in her expensive high heels, and held it in another vice-like grip. Lisa still struggled with all her strength, but she was now safely helpless.
He smiled down at her cruelly, the deep aching in his testicles fueling his hatred and rage at this rich, pompous bitch. Cruelly, he forced her legs wide, exposing her white, lace panties underneath. “Well, well,” he mocked, “what have we here? It looks like little miss rich bitch has some fancy, pretty little panties on.” He sneered in contempt. “They’ll look great as part of my collection.”
Lisa looked at her attacker in horror. She felt her face flush red in humiliation as this sadistic stranger looked her over like a fine piece of meat. She struggled, desperate to close her thighs and protect her most intimate places. Before she could react, he pushed her legs down, knocking her over onto her side. In a moment, he was on her, his bulk pinning her slim, firm body as he grabbed her wrists, pinning them behind her back and deftly clamping a pair of hand cuffs onto them.
“Noooo, help me, anyone!” she screamed, to no avail. He grabbed her keys and then hauled her up. In a moment, he had a hand over her mouth and easily lifted her slim body up as he hauled her up stairs to her apartment.
Desperately, Lisa struggled against him, but to no avail. He slipped the key into the lock and opened her door. The fact that he knew exactly which apartment was her’s came as a brutal and terrifying shock. How long had he been watching her? Before she could figure it out, he dumped her on the coach and shut and locked the door.
“Help, someone, help me!” she screamed again. In a moment, he was back to the coach. With one smack, he hit her down and left her gasping as a large, red hand print appeared on her face. “Shut up, bitch!” he screamed. “No one’s gonna help you!” Violently, he grabbed her long, silky hair and hauled her up. She sobbed in pain at her brutal treatment. “Noooo, pl-pl-pleassse!” she begged. He ignored her as he smacked her face again, eliciting a sob from the beautiful girl. Before she could fight further, his large, strong hands grabbed the fabric of her expensive top and dress and violently ripped them open, exposing her white bra and firm, perky breasts.
Lisa sobbed in terror as her clothes were ripped open. She tried to fight, but every time she fought back, a large, powerful hand would smack her again. She was helpless as he grabbed her by the hair again and hauled her to her feet. He dragged her to her bedroom, flinging the door open and forcing her against the large, plush bed. He pinned her against the bed, grinding his crotch against her tight, firm ass as his hand curled into her hair, pulling her head back. “Think it’s funny to kick a guy in the balls, do ya?” he snarled into her ear. He kissed her soft neck, nibbled her ear lobe. She moaned in despair and terror. He breathed deeply, inhaling the sweet aroma of her perfume. “Think it’s funny to walk around dressed like that and be a fucking cock-tease?” He turned her face to his and clamped his mouth over her’s, forcing his thick, disgusting tongue deep into her sweet mouth. Slowly, deliberately, he explored her mouth, violating it as fully as he would violate the rest of her. His free hand reached up to grab her breasts, roughly kneading the full, ripe flesh. His hand slipped under the fabric of her bra and he caressed the soft, silken flesh of her bare breast, pinching her soft, pink nipple and eliciting a gasp of pain and humiliation from his beautiful victim. As their lips parted, a thick string of saliva broke off, Lisa gasped, her eyes filled with tears.
“Well,” he sneered, “you hurt me,” his hands reached up, pushing the hem of her short dress up as his hands caressed her slim, ripe hips, “now I’m gonna hurt you.” His hands slipped into her lace panties and began to pull them down, over her hips and down her long, smooth, tanned legs.
Lisa sobbed as he pulled her panties off, her legs and hips still struggling, but the spirit was mostly gone already. He yanked the delicate fabric of her lace thong off her and folded them in his pocket. “Thanks for the gift to remember you by, bitch!” he sneered. He pressed against her, her soft, firm body and her delicious aroma driving him crazy.
Ignoring her sobs and feeble struggles, he pushed her head down, bending her over the bed. His rough hands grabbed the soft, firm flesh of her tight, athletic ass. Roughly, he spread the firm cheeks and exposed the soft, tight puckered hole of her anus. “Please, don’t,” she begged through tears. “Don’t put it there. I don’t want you to hurt me.”
He laughed in contempt, “But I want to hurt you, bitch!” he sneered. Pinning her to the side of the bed, one hand shoving her face into the mattress, he spit on the other hand and stroked his already rock-hard cock to lube it up. He spit again on the tiny puckered opening of her anus. She moaned in disgust at the feeling of his saliva dribbling on her anus. He took his painfully hard cock and pressed the thick phallus against her tight, innocent opening. “Get ready, bitch!” he crowed in triumph. With a howl of victory, he thrust forward with all his might. He felt the flesh give way and was suddenly encompassed in the overwhelmingly tight, warm flesh of Lisa’s unwilling rectum. Lisa screamed in blinding pain as his cock tore into her flesh, the skin ripped as his cock forced its way up her ass.
“Noooo!” she screamed in pain. He ignored her as he slowly sank his thick cock into her tight, unwilling ass. She sobbed as the inexorable pressure slowly forced her violated rectum open. Her firm ass cheeks pressed into his crotch as he buried his cock to the hilt in her. Slowly, pleasure squeezing him tightly, he pulled back, bringing all but the head of his cock back out of her tight anus. He felt her rectum squeezing his cock head as she desperately tried to force him out of her ass. “Naughty slut,” he mocked. He gathered his strength and thrust brutally into her. Lisa let out a scream of humiliated pain as his cock forced its way to the hilt in her violated ass.

Slowly but building up speed, he thrust back and forth, her rectum squeezing him deliciously as she tried to force his cock out while he fucked her hard, slowly opening her up. Soon she was loose enough and wet enough from her own blood that he could thrust back and forth easily. Her ass was incredibly tight and squeezed his cock like a hot, moist vice. With each thrust, Lisa sobbed in pain and he grunted in exquisite pleasure.

After several minutes, he felt the familiar build up of pressure. His mouth moved to her ear. “Get ready, bitch!” he snarled. “I’ve got a full load for that sweet ass of yours!” Her only response was a soul-wrenching sob as she moaned and sobbed in time to his cruel thrusts. He sped up, now pounding away at her ass like a jackhammer. Her wails got louder as he rammed his cock in and out of her abused ass.

He felt the climax coming and he forced his cock all the way up her ass. His cock twitched wildly as the wave of pleasure swept over him and he fired shot after shot of thick, creamy cum deep into her helpless rectum. He buried his cock deep inside her and she shuddered and sobbed as she felt his warm, thick cum spurt into her bowels.

He came for half a minute and then both he and Lisa collapsed in exhaustion. Lisa’s ass throbbed in pain and she knew he had hurt her badly. She wanted to fight him off, to kill him. Instead, all she could do was cry her eyes out in pain, fear and humiliation.

Slowly, his cock receded and he pulled it out of her ass, her butt cheeks now smeared with blood and thick cum. His cock was also smeared with blood and cum. Time to make this bitch earn her keep. He curled his fist in her soft, silken hair and hauled her up onto her knees. He grabbed her chin and forced her face up. Her cheeks were stained with wetness and her eyes were bright with unshed tears. Her face was a mask of overwhelming loss and despair.

Roughly, he wiped at her eyes and she did nothing to stop him. Soon, her face was clear and she looked just as good as she had before he got to her. He looked down at his beautiful victim. Her dress was torn open, revealing full, ripe breasts encased in a white, lace bra. She was so beautiful, it was almost painful. He smirked in triumph: he had already fucked this sweetie in the ass, now to get some more satisfaction from her. His cock was already hardening again in anticipation.
He pressed his messy cock to her full, sweet lips. “Clean me off, bitch!” he snarled. That got through to her. For a moment, she looked at him in horror and he thought she would refuse. Then she seemed to remember what had happened the last time she fought back. Fighting back the urge to throw up, her full, moist lips parted, and he pushed his way inside her sweet, warm, wet mouth.
She almost gagged on the repulsive taste, a mixture of his thick, slimy cum and her blood, but she fought it down out of fear of what he would do to her if she threw up on his cock. Lisa had some experience with blow jobs, but never forced. She was terrified of this man and she was desperate to just give him what he wanted so he wouldn’t hurt her anymore. She gently sucked on his head, her tongue gently massaging the underside of his cock as she slowly took the whole shaft deep in her mouth.
He moaned in pleasure at the delicious feeling of his cock buried deep in her sweet, unwilling mouth. His hands curled into her hair and he began to move her head back and forth in time to his own thrusts as he began fucking her mouth. She sobbed around his cock as he fucked her mouth, gagging each time he buried her beautiful face in his coarse crotch hair. She was perfect, and all his. He fucked her slowly, trying to make the sweet experience last as long as possible. Several times, he felt the pressure build to the point that he would blow, so he slowed down and forced her to take over for a while. His cock throbbed with pleasure and his balls ached with need to be released. Finally, he could take it no more. He thrust his cock deep into her mouth, burying her pretty face in his crotch, and exploded, the pleasure buffeting him as he fired shot after creamy shot into her mouth.
In disgust and humiliation, Lisa swallowed, unwilling to choke to death, she gulped the thick, creamy cum filling her mouth, the salty taste thick in her mouth as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful. She wanted to throw up, she wanted to die, she wanted to bite this bastard’s dick off. But she was terrified, and in her cowardice, she swallowed his thick streams of cum, the creamy juice polluting her forever as it settled deep in her stomach.
He pulled out, his cock flaccid and his huge load all safely deposited in Lisa’s stomach. She fell to the floor, sobbing her heart out as she coughed up thick streams of his cum. “Two down, one to go,” he sneered. She just continued sobbing her heart out. He let her lie there, resting as he prepared for the last round.
For several minutes, he rested and Lisa lay in a crumpled heap, coughing up thick streams of cum as thick globs slowly seeped out of her throbbing, abused ass. Finally, he was ready. She was curled up in a ball, her mind a blank as she just could not cope with what had happened to her. He grabbed her by her soft, smooth hair and hauled her up on the bed. She cried in pain when he hauled her up, but she didn’t fight or even beg. Lisa knew what was about to happen to her, but she couldn’t gather up the courage to even try fighting back.
He forced her onto the bed and threw her on her back. He undid her cuffs, wrapped them around the bed post, and then re-cuffed her slender wrists. She merely sobbed quietly to herself as he secured her to the bed, then pulled out his knife and sliced open her bra. He roughly tore her dress open wider, exposing Lisa’s flat stomach. He sliced open the straps of her dress and bunched the fabric around her waist. Pushing open the ruined bra, he exposed her full, perky breasts, the soft, pink nipples firm in the cool air. Eyes closed, she quietly sobbed, making no effort to fight back as he roughly groped her soft, young breasts. He pinched her nipples, eliciting a small gasp of pain. He sneered at her in triumph. “Not so proud now, are you cunt?” Her only response was a soft sob.
He settled down between her firm, smooth, tanned thighs. Roughly, he pushed the hem of her dress up, bunching it with the rest of the dress around her slim waist. Her smooth, small, hairless pussy was exposed. He took his slick cock, already rock hard again, and pressed it to the soft warmth of her pussy. “Get ready, bitch” he snarled. He thrust forward, sinking deep into her pussy. Lisa cried out as he forced his cock deep into her. He pressed forward, his cock slowly forcing its way deeper between her hips.
Lisa sobbed as she was once more cruelly violated. His cock felt huge as it slowly forced its way into her body, opening her tight pussy with no concern for the pain it caused. Slowly, he buried his cock all the way inside her, Lisa sobbing as he opened her up all the way. Soon, he was buried to the hilt in her tight pussy, he hips twisting helplessly as she cried in despair and helplessness.
With his cock fully buried in her flesh, he took Lisa’s ankles and hauled one on each shoulder. She looked up at him, tears filling her eyes and staining her cheeks. She had never looked more beautiful, ‘Or more mine,’ he though cruelly. “Please,” she begged one last time, “don’t do this to me.”
He laughed in cruel triumph, “Not a chance, bitch. Your sweet little body is mine.” With that, he began thrusting back, pulling nearly out, then thrusting forward with brutal strength. Lisa began to scream in pain as he thrust back and forth with cruel power, ramming it home, then pulling back fast and thrusting forward again with building speed and power. Lisa cried anew at his brutal fucking, his hands groping her breasts and pinching her nipples while he fucked her hard and fast. She gasped and cried and moaned in pain and humiliation and fear as he fucked her long, hard and thoroughly.
He knew he could go like this for a long time, his need no longer so great that he would quickly cum if he went fast. So he just took his time, fucking her long and hard. Her crying and moaning mixed with his grunts and the squeak of the bed to fill their world as he fucked her harder and more completely then she had ever been fucked in her life. It was nearly an hour before he felt the surge of pressure that announced he would explode. By that time, her pussy and thighs were raw and abused. Each thrust of his brutal cock sent a surge of pain into her deepest regions as he fucked her raw.
He felt the surge and thrust forward. His balls tightened and the wave of pleasure washed over him as he sent spurt after creamy spurt deep into her pussy. Lisa gasped and moaned in despair as she felt his cum pollute her forever. She sobbed in humiliation and despair as she was filled in her final hole, her ravishment and humiliation complete.
He pulled out of her, undoing the handcuffs and letting her collapse on the bed, curling up in a ball and beginning to sob. He grabbed hold of her dress and wiped his cock off. Leaving her to deal with her ravishment in her own way, he slipped out, making good his escape.
Lisa spent all night in her bed, crying her eyes out. Her friends assumed she had just decided not to go and enjoyed a night out without her. Sometime that night, she fell asleep. When she woke, her torn dress was still coiled around her waist, her thighs and ass cheeks were slimy and sticky with dried cum and blood. When she moved, a deep ache filled her vagina and rectum. Her mouth tasted horrible, the taste of old, rancid cum. Slowly, she staggered to the bathroom. She took a long shower, cleaning herself repeatedly. When she got out, she brushed her teeth 10 times. Then she took another shower. She still felt dirty.
It was several weeks before she could manage to talk to anyone. On October 31, she went to the police station and reported her rape.
Monday, October 31
Kara walked into the Chief’s office proudly. Finally, she would receive the support she needed to track down the Panty Raider and bring him to justice. She was going to squeeze that bastard’s balls till they popped!
“We had another rape,” she said without preamble. “Same MO, same description, same DNA print.”
He looked at her and nodded, “Alright, it’s a serial rapist. Get a warning out on T.V. There are going to be a lot of college kids out tonight, many of them getting drunk. Sounds like the perfect time for this bastard to strike.”
“Yes, sir!” she exclaimed. Kara ran out of the office.
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Outstanding job with this series. The way this is going I hope it never ends
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Thanks for a great story...I love the thought of a serial rapist on the loose in a college town!
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Next post will be part 1 of Chapter 4, its a long Chapter, so I broke it down into several parts. The idea for this part came from a reader
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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.
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The story so far is GREAT! keep up the good work sir. I really look forward to reading more
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Great story. Really hope it continues. Keep up that great work!
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Very good ! I hope there will be more and that Kara will be in the next victims. It's good when when the cop huntress become the prey !
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Chapter 4 – 2

Monday, October 31

He was in the zone tonight. Every person, every sound, everything going on around him, he was completely aware of. The damn cops had finally announced the existence of what they believed to be a serial rapist in the town, but few students had heard the news before they went out for this night.
Tonight was a golden opportunity. It was Halloween, and no matter what concerns might exist for the female population of a college town, Halloween was a night that the women would inevitably lower their guard: getting drunk, arriving home at all hours of the night, clothed in the most revealing outfits, and often wearing high heels that would slow them down. As the night descended, he began to hunt, a shadow moving silently through the student housing.
Student Housing, 9:50 p.m.
It was getting late, nearly 10 p.m., as Amy finished getting into her costume. She had decided to dress as Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, clad in a short, plaid blue dress and a tight white blouse, her hair in cute pigtails, tied with red ribbons. Her sexy ensemble was completed by a pair of red high heels in place of the iconic ruby slippers, adding that little extra lift to her slim, sexy, 5’4” frame.

As she headed out the door, Amy grabbed her coat, just in case it got chilly, and her car keys. Then she headed out the door to her car.
Downtown, 10 p.m.
He had seen her walk to her car, her hips swaying deliciously in her short, tight Dorothy outfit, her smooth, tanned legs looking perfect in her red high heels. He knew he couldn’t catch her there, after all, he wasn’t in position. So he got in his car and followed her, hoping to get lucky.
She sighed in frustration as she once more failed to find a parking spot anywhere downtown, the crowds were just too big. She drove around a corner and there it was: an open parking garage. She drove up and into the garage, surprised to realize there were almost no cars in the structure. ‘Oh well,’ she thought, ‘probably no one even saw the place was open.’
She found a place to park near one of the stairways. She shut off her car and pulled out the keys. “Finally, I can get to partying,” she said out loud. She opened the door and stepped out, her high heels ringing loudly on the concrete of the nearly empty parking structure. She took a moment to smooth her skirt, then locked the door. After all, you could never be too careful.
Even as she turned toward the exit, she was slammed back against the car door, a hand clamping over her mouth to stifle her startled scream. Ice crawled up her belly as she felt the cold, sharp metal of a knife press to the throat. “Do what I say, bitch,” a hard, cruel voice snarled, “or I’ll fucking kill you! Got it!”
Her mind numb with terror, Amy nodded her head vigorously. “Good,” he snarled, “Now get moving!” He began dragging her away from her car, moving toward a corner of the parking structure where several lights had burned out, the area dark and isolated, where they could be alone.
She was perfect, her slim, firm body pressed close to him, trembling in fear as he dragged her to her fate. She smelled delicious, her perfume thick and luscious in his nose. Even as he dragged her to where he would enjoy her, her skirt rode up her soft, firm, tanned thighs to the point that he could see her white lace brief panties. She struggled, but not enough to escape him. She was his, and he was going to enjoy her.
Roughly, he dragged her into the dark corner, behind a pair of industrial garbage containers. The stench was powerful, but the only aroma he noticed was her sweet perfume. He pushed her onto the cold cement floor before settling on top of her, pinning her to the ground, but all he felt was the warm, soft curves of her body. He held her wrists in one hand, pinned over her head, while his other hand kept the knife at her throat.
Her pretty face was stained with tears as she struggled against him. “Please,” she begged, “don’t hurt me!” she struggled valiantly against him, but his strength overwhelmed her and his bulk pinned her down.
“Shut up, bitch!” he snarled, smacking her hard across the face with an open palm. She let out a soft cry of pain and despair. Underneath him, her ripe, soft hips twisted desperately as she struggled against him. His cock went wild at the feel of her soft, warm body struggling against him.
Her gasps and moans filled the isolated space he had her in as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed her wrists helplessly together. Harshly, he smacked her across the face again, leaving a red handprint across her pretty face. “Uggh!” she gasped in pain fro the blow as he shoved the hem of her skirt up, exposing her smooth, tanned legs and the soft, sexy fabric of her lace panties.
Hooking her panties, he began to pull the fabric down her twisting, struggling thighs. “Noo, please, don’t!” she screamed. He smacked her across the face, damn that felt good, then went back to pulling away her covering.
With a final tug, he yanked her panties off around her high heels, leaving her crotch utterly exposed. Amy pressed her thighs together, desperate to protect her most intimate of places. Her soft, firm butt wriggled desperately against the cold cement, but to no avail as he grabbed her ankles, forcing her legs spread wide. He forced her ankles up onto his shoulders, pinning them there with an arm as he towered over his helpless victim.
Taking his cock in hand, he aimed it toward the soft, tight flesh of her pussy.
“No, no, don’t, please!” she begged. He ignored her as he pressed his thick, throbbing cock to her pussy lips, the warmth of her flesh caressing his hot, hard cock.
“Get ready, bitch!” he sneered triumphantly.
“Nooooo!!” she screamed. With one brutal thrust, he tore his cock into her tight, innocent, unwilling flesh. Amy’s scream became one of pain as he tore open her soft, innocent flesh. With one hard thrust, he buried his cock in her warm, moist folds, her soft, violated flesh encompassing his throbbing cock in warm, moist, tight flesh.
Amy sobbed as he began to thrust back and forth, increasing the speed with each thrust. She sobbed, tears streaming from her squeezed shut eyes as he violently and cruelly fucked her. Reaching down, he tore the straps from her dress, then ripped open her white blouse to reveal her white lace bra. One more tear ripped the delicate fabric from her heaving chest, exposing her full, ripe breasts. Roughly, he groped one breast, then the other. The cold and his rough, pinching fingers soon had her soft, pink nipples rock hard, and he lowered his head to suck one, then the other, eliciting gasps of pleasure and humiliation from his helpless victim.
Amy sobbed in pain and humiliation as he continued to brutally thrust back and forth, tearing into her helpless, delicate flesh as he violated her most sacred of places. “Please,” she sobbed, “stop.”
He sneered at her, his hand smacking her across the face once again, hard. “Fuck you, slut! I’m gonna fuck your stupid brains out!” Cruelly, he twisted a nipple, causing her to cry out in pain even as he increased the tempo of his fucking, thrusting harder and deeper as her face became wet with fresh tears.
He could feel the exquisite pressure building deep in his balls. He pushed her down, hard, his thrusts coming harder and faster as he squeezed her full, abused breasts. He grunted with pleasure as he thrust deep into her violated body, her tight, warm, moist flesh squeezing him delightfully.
“Ugh, huh, uggghh, Noooooooo!!!!” she moaned in pain and humiliation as he fucked her harder and harder. Finally, he thrust hard and deep, his cock forcing its way even deeper into her violated body. With a wave of intense pleasure, he fired again and again, his creamy cum firing into her violated depths.
“Noooooo!!” she wailed in despair as his full balls emptied deep into her pussy. He fired again and again, deep into her, for close to half a minute. When finally he stopped, he collapsed onto her , pinning her underneath his bulk, even if she had had the wherewithal to move. Al she did was squeeze her eyes shut as she wept tears of humiliation and violation.
It took him several minutes before he had the strength to rise. By then, his cock was ready for round two. He stood up, grabbed her pigtails, and hauled Amy to her knees. “Time to clean up, bitch!” he sneered in triumph. Amy just sobbed in response, her mind close to breaking at her rape.
He took his thick, hard cock in one hand, grabbing her chin with the other to hold it steady. “Open up, bitch,” he ordered. Before she could acquiesce, they both heard someone coming.
“It was just over here, officer,” a man’s voice said softly. “I heard a woman scream.”
“Shit!” he snarled in anger, letting her face go. He yanked up his pants even as Amy screamed for help, “Help me!”
Ignoring her, he grabbed her panties even as he dashed for a nearby exit. The cop didn’t even notice him as he caught site of the girl, still handcuffed, her dress and blouse torn open, her full, perky breasts jutting out and her skirt coiled around her waist, her firm, tanned thighs smeared with thick semen.
The cop ran up to her, checking her for additional injuries as he called in the attack over the radio. He covered her in a blanket from his first aid kit and awaited the paramedics. By the time the cop thought to look for the perpetrator, he was long gone. When an ambulance arrived, it took Amy to the hospital, where a female doctor checked her out. Kara arrived several hours later to take her statement. By the end of the interview, Kara was certain this was the same rapist, her hands shook with silent, impotent rage.
While the doctors and police were seeing to Amy, he continued to prowl the streets, his cock throbbing with need, eager for another victim to ravish that night.
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Chapter 4-3
Downtown, Tuesday, November 1, 3 a.m.
He growled in frustration. First his tasty victim had been saved after only one fuck by a nosy guy, then the cops had doubled their patrols, preventing him from catching another victim. He had been prowling for hours and not once had he seen a suitable girl in a compromising position. His cock throbbed with the need to release.
The bars had already closed and he had had some hope that this would give him a solid opening to find some drunk girl to take, but he hadn’t seen any girls alone, they had all been escorted by friends. He was finally about to give up in disgust, certain he couldn’t find another victim, when he saw movement behind one of the bars…
“Thanks for helping me with these barrels, Carl,” Cally said. The 22 year old brunette worked as a bartender at one of the downtown restraints to pay for college. It had been a long day and she was tired.
“No problem,” the large man said, heaving the last of the empty barrels into the storage shed behind the bar. Do you want me to help you clean up?”
“No,” Cally smiled gratefully, “you go home, I’ll finish cleaning up and lock up.”
“Okay,” Carl responded, “have a good night, and be careful.”
“I will,” she promised, thinking about that story on the news before she had gone to work. A serial rapist was a very frightening thing. She supposed he had probably struck again this night, all the girls walking around in such revealing costumes, and drunk besides. As Cally walked back to the open door to the bar, she looked at her own costume. She knew she was a sight, clad in the short, tight, orange shorts and tight, low-necked white tank top of a Hooters girl. Her ensemble was completed by a pair of sexy, black high heels.
Some would think she would be easy pickings, but she had brought a pair of sneakers to wear outside the bar, thereby letting her run if she needed to, plus she had a can of mace in her purse, the perfect thing to incapacitate an unwary attacker. Both were securely hidden behind the bar, where she could get them before heading out.
Cally shut and locked the back door, then surveyed the mess that the hundreds of customers had left. Sighing in resignation, she went to the back to grab a rag and spray to begin cleaning the bar. She had no idea that she was not alone until someone grabbed her from behind, one hand around her waist as the other clamped over her mouth. Before she could do more than let out a startled squeak, she was thrown hard to the floor, a heavy weight pinning her there.
‘Fuck,’ he thought, his cock pressed against her firm, tight ass, ‘what a tasty piece of meat!’ His nose was filled with the sweet aroma of her perfume as he pressed himself against her slim, athletic body. She struggled desperately, shouting and begging for him to stop. Roughly, he grabbed a handful of her thick, silky brown hair and pulled her head back. He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered harshly, “Fight me and you’ll never stop regretting it, bitch!” With a sneer, he slipped his tongue into her ear and she gasped in revulsion and horror and he slowly kissed his way down her neck.
“Oh God, please stop!” she begged. Roughly, he rolled her over onto her back, she struggled against him, but he pinned her to the slick, sticky floor and smacked her hard across the face. She gasped in pain and in the moment she was stunned, he grabbed his backup handcuffs and expertly cuffed her hands in front of her. With a deft move, he cuffed her hands around a pole, leaving Cally helpless and exposed.
“Get off of me!” Cally screamed, desperately trying to push him off as she struggled to free herself. He easily held her down, smacking her hard across the face until her struggles subsided. Cally began to cry, desperately seeking a way to escape the fate she feared she was facing.
He looked at her, her pretty eyes wet with tears, red hand marks on her face from where he smacked her repeatedly. Her full, ripe cleavage, exposed seductively by the low neckline of her tight, white Hooters tank top, rose and fell delightfully in time to her gasping. Her slim, toned, warm, athletic body trembled and struggled underneath him, the feel sending waves of pleasure through his throbbing cock. As she struggled, her tight, short orange shorts rode up even higher, exposing more of her firm, tanned thighs. She was perfect, and she was all his. His cock throbbed even harder as his perverted mind decided what to do with his new toy.
He pulled out the long, serrated hunting knife he always used on his victims. Cally became very still, her eyes still filled with tears, her chest heaving in terror. ‘Was he going to kill her? Oh, please, no!’ “Please,” she begged in a soft, girlish voice, “don’t hurt me, please.”
“Shut up, bitch!” he snarled harshly. He grabbed hold of the soft fabric of her shirt, right at the low neckline, and proceeded to slice open the shirt. Cally gasped in fright as the knife sliced into her shirt, but stayed quiet, not even moving in terror as he sliced open her shirt. He grabbed the fabric, ripping it open and eliciting a gasp of humiliation and fright as Cally’s full, perky breasts were exposed, the firm little pink nipples hardening immediately in her terror and the cool of the bar.
Cally continued to cry as he ripped the straps off her tank top and roughly through the rags of her shirt into a corner. Cruelly, he caressed her flesh, stroking her shoulders, her breasts, her stomach. He slipped a finger into her soft, delicate navel and Cally shuddered in revulsion at the violating touch. Unconsciously, Cally’s thighs wrapped tight, desperate to protect herself from further violation.
He moved lower, to her hips, caressing the velvet curves as he moved lower. Cally sobbed and twisted desperately, trying to protect herself, but to no avail. Roughly, he slipped his fingers into her short, tight shorts and roughly pulled them off her. She struggled, but he was far stronger. He forced her shorts off her hips, down her legs, still pressed tightly together. Finally, he tugged her shorts off over her sexy high heels before throwing them into the corner as well. Underneath, Cally wore only a pair of black silk thong panties, the fabric barely covering her tight, shaved pussy.
“Fucking slut,” he muttered in lustful anticipation. Cally responded with another sob as she lay there, helpless and exposed, about to be ravished by this horrible man.
He reached up and unzipped his pants, exposing his hard, throbbing cock, already wet on the tip in anticipation. Cally saw his member and let out another sob of despair. He sneered, “What’s the matter, slut! Never taken one this big?” He leered, flashing a cruel smile, “Well don’t worry, I won’t be gentle!” He laughed harshly and Cally sobbed harder at his cruelty.
Reaching up, he hooked her silk thong, slowly and deliberately pulling the fabric down her long legs, enjoying the humiliation he assaulted her with. Cally struggled desperately to prevent him from completing her stripping, but failed once more. With a final tug, he pulled her panties off around her heels. He pressed the silken fabric to his nose, inhaling deeply the fresh aroma of her sweet body lotion mixed with the luscious aroma of her sweet pussy. The aroma was decadent, his cock hardening even further as his mind swirled with the possibilities of this night. Underneath him, Cally sobbed quietly.
Roughly, he grabbed her legs, forcing her thighs wide apart as he settled between them. Cally struggled desperately to protect herself, but he roughly settled down over her, his throbbing cock brushing the soft warmth of her exposed pussy.
“Please,” she begged, “don’t do this to me.” He responded with another slap hard across her face. When would the stupid slut learn, she couldn’t appeal to him. She was his, and he was going to take full advantage of her and her sweet little body. Taking his cock in one hand, he pressed it to the silken lips of her pusy, the warmth and moistness of her flesh caressing his hard cock and making him tremble in anticipation.
“Get ready, slut,” he sneered. With one thrust, his cock forced its way into her warm, moist folds, tearing its way deep into her violated flesh, buried to the hilt in her warm, moist flesh. “Aaaahhhhhh!” Cally screamed in humiliation and pain. Her whole body shuddered as his hard, thick cock forced its way deep into her unwilling flesh. He gasped in pleasure as his cock was encompassed by warm, moist, soft flesh. His face was pressed into her neck and he bit down on the soft flesh, causing her to gasp again in unwilling pleasure as he nibbled and sucked on her neck, inhaling the sweet aroma of her perfume as he pulled back and thrust deeply once more, fucking her with long, deep strokes.
Cally sobbed in pain, his long, deep strokes tearing her sensitive flesh and feeling like he was ripping her in half. For him, pleasure was overwhelming. With each stroke, he increased his speed. He thrust back and forth, faster and faster. Cally’s sobs grew as he used her body for his own pleasure. Her breasts bounced up and down in time to his cruel thrusts as his cock was milked by her warm, moist, silken flesh. Her tightness was overwhelming and he felt the pressure growing greater and greater with each thrust deep into her tight, silken flesh.
He knew he wouldn’t last much longer, so he thrust harder, making Cally gasp and sob even harder as he fucked her with renewed vigor. He could feel her silken flesh squeeze his hard, hot cock as she desperately tried to force him out of her violated flesh. He wouldn’t have it. Pinning her down, he thrust hard, burying himself to new depths in her helpless flesh as he thrust back and forth, the pressure building to new intensity deep in his testicles.
With one more cruel thrust, he felt his cock twitch deep within her pussy. Cally gasped and her eyes went wide. His cock exploded and huge, thick gouts of creamy cum fired deep into her helpless body. Cally shuddered as she let out a long, defeated moan. Again and again, his cock twitched in a huge spurt of thick, creamy cum. He came for half a minute before his cock stopped twitching; Cally lay unmoving underneath him, her eyes closed as she sobbed quietly, humiliated and conquered. He collapsed on top of her, having cum massively in his helpless, delicious, victim.
He lay there for nearly ten minutes, his cock receding from her abused pussy. Underneath him, Cally sobbed in despair, her pussy burning from the cruel thrusts it suffered, thick globs of cum slowly seeping out of her pussy, small streaks of blood from her torn pussy seeping out with the white liquid. Finally, he stood up, his strength recovered. He had failed to fully enjoy his first victim that night, but not this one. Roughly, he undid her handcuffs, removing them from the pole before recuffing her hands behind her back.
Grabbing a handful of her soft, silky hair, he dragged her to her knees in front of him. She looked at him with red, wet eyes, tears staining her beautiful face. “You look awful, slut!” he sneered cruelly. He grabbed a towel and roughly wiped her face clean. She just sobbed again, her face now cleaned up as she knelt before him, abused, naked and helpless.
He grabbed hold of his click cock with one hand, the other grabbing her soft chin, holding her pretty face in place. He pressed his cock to her soft, full lips. He almost spurted again right then, she was just too perfect, but he held on. “Open up, slut,” he ordered, “Time to clean up your mess.”
Cally’s mouth worked as she struggled not to show her horror. His cock reeked of cum, pussy juice and blood; and he wanted her to put it in her mouth? She looked up and saw his cruel leer and she knew that either she would open her mouth and suck on his cock or he would do far worse to her in punishment. Hating him, hating herself more, she opened her mouth and felt the thick, warm, repulsive flesh of his cock slither into her mouth, making her gag as she helplessly struggled to accept the repulsive organ into her mouth.
As her warm, wet mouth encompassed his cock, he moaned in pleasure. This was one of his best fucks ever. She was perfect: beautiful, repulsed, a fighter, defeated and in agony. He might even try visiting this little slut again. Her mouth was magic, her tongue gently massaging the underside of his cock as her mouth gently sucked his shaft. The pleasure was incredible as her sweet, wet mouth pleasured him. His cock throbbed as he thought of how disgusting this was to her and how perfect it was for him.
Cally’s eyes filled with tears as she slowly moved her mouth back and forth, gagging each time his cock thrust too deep for her to handle. Her tongue caressed the tip of his cock and she gagged at the vile taste of his slimy pre-cum. His cock was thick, hard, repulsive. Her lips wrapped tight around the shaft as it moved back and forth, she sucked gently, just desperately wishing this horror was over. She wished she could die as he trembled in pleasure once more. She felt his hard hands run through her silky hair and she trembled in disgust as they grabbed hold of her head and began moving her head back and forth in long, deep, strokes. With each thrust she gagged reflexively, her throat constricting around his thick cock and making her gag harder. The taste was vile. She knew she would never be able to forget the awful taste.
He moved her head faster and faster, feeling the intense pressure of his building orgasm. He could tell she felt it too as she began to struggle, desperate not to swallow. He just buried her face in his thick, coarse, pubic hair as the pleasure exploded and he fired another load into his luscious victim.
She felt his cock twitch, and she knew it was too late. To her horror, she felt the warm, slimy liquid fire into her, filling her mouth with the thick, salty liquid. The first shot fired right down her throat and she gagged convulsively. The next several shots filled her mouth. She couldn’t breathe and she knew she had to swallow. With a tremble of disgust, she swallowed a huge mouthful, the repulsive liquid sliding down her throat, deep into her body. She felt like throwing up as he pulled his cock out. She had swallowed his cum, and she knew she would never forget that repulsive feeling, or the vile taste.
He pulled out triumphantly, feeling very good. She sobbed and slid to the floor as his cock left her mouth, utterly beaten and defeated. He was feeling great and he knew he should get going, but since they were in such a nice, isolated place, he figured he could really take his time to enjoy this little cutie.
Getting up, he grabbed her by her long, soft hair and dragged her up as well. Roughly, he forced her against the wall, pinning her against it. He pulled out his knife, moving it close to her face. Cally gasped in terror at both the knife and him, terrified of what this sadistic monster might do to her. Slowly, he surveyed his naked victim. Her cheeks were wet with tears once more and a little glob of his cum had seeped out of her mouth and dribbled down her chin, splattering wetly on her left breast. Her chest heaved with her sobbing gasps and her soft, flat stomach clenched and unclenched in terror. Her smooth, tanned legs were wobbly and she could barely stand. Her thighs were smeared with his cum and her blood from her earlier rape and thick globs of cum dribbled slowly down her inner thighs.
“Alright, slut,” he snarled harshly. “You’re my bitch now, got it!” In fear, Cally nodded, desperate to avoid any more pain this dark night. “Good,” he sneered. He reached behind her, undoing the hand cuffs binding her slim wrists. “Now go make me a drink. Something strong. And don’t even think about trying anything, cause I’m gonna watch you like a hawk, got it?” She nodded, and then began to move toward the bar, her legs trembling in exhaustion and terror. Before she had gone three steps, he was following her, watching her every move.
Cally went to the bar, conscious of his hot, possessive eyes on her naked, abused body. Hands shaking in fear and despair, she fixed him a strong drink, then handed him the glass. “You first,” he ordered. “I told you I don’t trust you, bitch!” Still trembling, she brought the glass to her lips and took a sip, the strong alcohol burning its way down her throat, blessedly washing away the vile taste of his cum, but still she felt repulsive.
Roughly taking the glass from her trembling hands, he took a large swig, the fiery alcohol burning down his throat delightfully. “Good slut,” he sneered. Grabbing her around her slim waist, he hauled Cally to a nearby booth, forcing her in first before sitting down next to her, blocking her escape.
For several minutes, he sat there, looking her up and down, enjoying every curve and bit of silken skin. Most of all, he enjoyed her discomfiture. She sat there, helpless and silent. Her pussy still burned from his brutal thrusting. Her thighs were slimy and sticky with his seed and her blood. Her mouth still stank of the vile cum she had been forced to swallow and time and time again she felt her stomach roil with nausea at the thought of what had happened to her this night.
“Why are you doing this,” she asked quietly. “Why do you hate me so much?” She was sure he’d simply smack her again for asking, but instead he thought for a moment.
“Because you’re a slut, and if you’re going to walk around wearing so little and advertising that sweet little body of yours, I’d say I have the right to a free sample.”
‘Is that really it?’ she thought silently. ‘Did I deserve this because of the way I dress?’
“And because I damn well can,” he sneered. Before she could think further on what he’d said, he grabbed her around her slim waist and hauled her up. She knew she should fight, but the fight was gone, beaten and fucked away in his previous assaults on her. Instead, she merely endured, not fighting as he hauled her up, then forced her against the table, bending her over. She sobbed quietly as he grabbed her legs, roughly forcing her sticky thighs apart. He grabbed his hard cock, spitting on it and rubbing the spit in, thereby lubricating his hard, thick member. Cally squeezed her eyes shut and wished she were anywhere else as he pressed his cock to her still dripping, abused vagina.
With one hard thrust, he forced his way into her abused pussy to the hilt, the wet flesh parting easily and encompassing him in their warm, wet folds. Cally merely sobbed as his cock roughly forced its way into her violated body once more. She didn’t even bother struggling this time as he thrust back and forth, his cock roughly forcing its way deeper and deeper, violating more and more of her flesh with each stroke.
He loved it. His cock had ripped her open the last time and this time his cock fit perfectly. Along with the lubricant of his cum and her blood, every stroke was a warm, wet, fleshy caress of her unwilling flesh. He just took his time, fucking her silly. It lasted for more than an hour, his cock thrusting back and forth as she sobbed softly. She didn’t fight and he took his time, her unwilling flesh caressing him delicately with each thrust. He came once, twice, three times. Each time, the warm cum lubricated his cock for the next time. He used her hard, fucking her harder with each orgasm. Time and time again he spurted a large, thick load of creamy sperm deep into her young, healthy body. Each time, she trembled and gasped in disgust and pain. He loved it. He had never so completely taken a woman as he did Cally. She was his, mind, body and soul. He destroyed her that night, cumming into her and violating her so completely that she would never be the same again.
He was completely drained, too tired to move, by the time he finally dismounted her. Cally slid to the floor, curling into the fetal position and just staring, her eyes blank, into nothingness. He put his cock away, checking to make sure he had everything he’d brought, other than his many loads of thick, creamy cum that he had deposited into Cally. As he moved to the door, he stopped by his devastated victim.
“That was the best fuck I’ve ever had, slut,” he murmured cruelly into her ear. “I’m gonna have to come visit you again sometime real soon, so you be ready for me, got it?” She lay there unmoving, not responding, barely even aware of her surroundings. He laughed in triumph and slipped out the back. As he left, he saw the sun was rising. He checked a clock nearby and confirmed it was nearly 6:30 in the morning. He’d enjoyed Cally for 3 and a half hours. Now to go home and get some sleep.
Cally lay there, naked and unmoving, until her boss arrived to finish any further clean up at just after 8 in the morning. When he saw her, he was horrified. He tried to help her, but she barely responded. He covered her up and called the police. He didn’t touch the crime scene, he did everything right.
Cally was treated, eventually she recovered sufficiently to give testimony. She helped as much as she could with the investigation, no matter how painful her experience was.
It just didn’t matter. The police checked for his DNA, no match. His description, no match. He wasn’t in their systems. For Kara, the frustration was becoming unbearable. There must be a way to catch this monster. She just needed to figure it out. Kara had never believed in vigilante justice, but she knew that if she caught this bastard, she would kill him no matter what.
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