Huntress

[RapeU]

Note to the mods: The main character in this story is underage as you will soon see. BUT the character will be of age once the good stuff (RAAAAPE!) happens.

note to readers: This story is the sequal to The Hunter, part 2 of The Kidnapping Trilogy, and the second part of The Kidnapping Chronicles. To avoid spoilers, I would recommend reading The Hunter first. You can find the thread here

Chapter List

Prologue

Chapter 1
Infatuation

Chapter 2
The Hunter's Last Victim

Chapter 3
Birth of Huntress

Chapter 4
Trial and Error

Chapter 5
The Inspectors

Chapter 6
The Lifeguard

Chapter 7
Dreams and Revelations

Chapter 8
Killing Mr. Bates

Chapter 9
Louisiana

Chapter 10
Lesbian Rape

Epilogue

Prologue

March 10, 2005

Today’s my birthday and I’m sixteen years old, yay! I can finally get a driver’s license! I’m glad my grandmother didn’t spend much on me for my birthday. She doesn’t have much. This diary is a really good gift from her and I’ll be sure to write in you often. Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself, hehe! My name is Tina and I’m told by some of my friends that I’m very attractive. I don’t agree with them sometimes. My long brown hair doesn’t always stay straight and my nose looks a little crooked to me.
My parents died when I was very young. Daddy died when I was five and Mother died when I was ten. My grandparents take good care of me, but lately my grandfather has taken ill. My grandma and I help take care of him but soon we’ll need some help. Hopefully we’ll get it soon.

March 12, 2005

The doorbell rings and my grandmother answers. After a while she calls me to the kitchen. A man who looks like he has great authority is in there with her.
“Tina, this is Inspector Morris. He’s trying to solve a case and think we might be able to help.”
“Tina, are you aware of what happened on March 10?”
“The day before my birthday…oh…yeah, my friend was kidnapped! It scared me that it happened! I’m so worried about her! Do you think she was kidnapped by someone we know?”
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. Do you know Paul Hunter?”
“He’s never around really. I think I’ve seen him two or three times. He can behave strangely sometimes, but he’s been nice to me the few times I’ve seen him.”
“Do you think it’s possible that he might be a criminal?”
“I think it’s probably not true. If someone said something bad about him…”
“No, nobody said anything bad. It’s his behavior that has me puzzled.”
The inspector continues to ask me strange questions about Paul like if he’s ever tried to abuse me or take advantage of me. The Inspector looks like he wants to tell us more about the abduction, but something stops him. I tell him that even though Paul is strange he couldn’t hurt anybody. After that he seems satisfied and leaves. I really hope someone’s not saying bad things about Paul. It sounds like the inspector suspects that Paul kidnapped Laura, but that’s crazy! He’s a sweet guy that’s had a hard life. I got a pretty big crush on him too. He’s so dreamy and mysterious. There’s no way Paul would kidnap someone.

March 13, 2005

Well, the news reporters found all the secrets the Inspector had! I’m sure the entire town, including me, is frightened because the kidnapping was the work of The Hunter. I remember looking at the newspaper and reading the story of that poor teacher in Abilene…

March 31, 2005

Now that I’ve thought about it for a while I’ve noticed that Paul does act unusual. Something about him is odd and slightly off. There’s something very dark about him…I don’t think about it too much because anyone would act oddly if their parents died horribly like his did.
Tomorrow we’ll finally get some help with taking care of Grandpa. We’ve already met the two people, and they’re pretty nice. We specifically warned both of them that my grandfather fears the color white. They promise to wear black whenever they come to help.

April 20, 2005

I hear shouting in the front and decide to see what it is. To my surprise Paul is out there arguing with the man who’s helping us. The conversation sounds too muddled in the house, so I decide to sneak into the bushes and hear the conversation.
“…bet the black van is a black device…”
He thinks the guy is FBI? Ok, something’s really wrong here. Why would anybody be afraid of the FBI unless they had something to hide?
My thoughts are interrupted by my grandmother. Laura’s on the phone yay! And she wants me to come to her house and sleep over tomorrow double yay!

April 21, 2005

When I arrive I greet her parents, who keep looking less alive each day. Lacey’s kidnapping has taken a toll on us all and it’s hard sometimes to keep from breaking down and crying.
We order pizza after Laura’s parents go to bed. When it arrives we turn off their new alarm so we don’t wake her parents up. That thing can be loud! After we eat our meal, I’m so exhausted that I fall asleep on the couch. Laura decides to sleep in her own bed since she won’t be sleeping in it when she’s in Louisiana.
Something woke me up…what? Breathing…heavy breathing…Oh God someone’s here in the house! The intruder slowly tiptoes to Laura’s room. His breathing is rhythmic and scary. I want to scream, but I’m afraid of what might happen!
“Mmmm mmmph! Mmm hhhm hhmmmph!”
No, oh God this can’t be happening! What can I do? It has to be The Hunter…oh God! I take a peek through the open door to see what’s happening. He’s stripping her…ugh, what a sick person! I know I shouldn’t watch, but something holds me there. My hand moves over to my pussy. It gets a little wet while I rub myself and watch him grope Laura’s breast. He then sucks on them and I softly moan…Oh God what am I doing? Why am I turned on by this? I close my eyes and my head clears up. I’d better wake up her parents. I know I can’t do much to him, but she sure can! As I turn away from the door I blindly bump into the bookcase and fall down with a loud thump. Oh no, did he hear that? Please God don’t let him find me, please! And yet…part of me wants him to find me…part of me wants him to kidnap me. My fear thankfully overrides that crazy fantasy and I sit there on the floor for what feels like an eternity. When I finally remember how to get up and walk, I quickly and quietly go to Laura’s parent’s room…

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I giggle and thank him. I beckon him closer acting like I’m going to whisper something in his ear. He’s surprised when I kiss his lips. I’m the next one surprised as his tongue invades my mouth. He holds me closer as we kiss and I am in heaven. For one moment I know what it’s like to have true happiness. The kiss is over and I know my face is turning a little red.

[Sternenlied]

Note to the mods: The main character in this story is underage as you will soon see. BUT the character will be of age once the good stuff (RAAAAPE!) happens.

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now for chapter 1

Chapter 1
Infatuation

July 2, 2010

Five years have passed since my friend was kidnapped. Each time The Hunter took victims I would always fantasize about me being the victim instead of whoever he took. I saved every newspaper article about him and sometimes like to finger myself while reading about him. Some nights I would fantasize I was his slave. One night my grandfather, on one of his better days, walked in after I moaned so loudly. I feel horrible for what happened. He thought I was being taken by The Hunter and was coming to rescue me. Oh how embarrassed I was! Still, they’re only fantasies. If he really decided to take me I would NOT enjoy it!
Today I’m back in Sunray at my grandfather’s funeral. His death has saddened me very much, but I know wherever he is that he feels no more pain. As the funeral winds down I notice someone off in the distance. Hmm…he looks familiar…oh yay it’s Paul! All these years and he’s still here! My heart calls out to him and I remember the crush I had and still have on him.
“Paul!”
“I’m sorry, do I know you?”
“Well I hope so! Last time I saw you, you were living with the Masons.”
“Wow, that was…five years ago…let’s see…you do look familiar now that I think about it…Tina? Tina is that you?”
I giggle and wink at him.
“Yup, it’s you! It’s so good to see you! How have you been?”
“Not so good. My grandfather…” I gesture towards the coffin.
“Sorry for your loss.”
“Thank you. Are you visiting a grave today?”
“No. Sometimes I like to walk through the cemetery to think. No one usually bothers me here…but I’m glad you came to talk to me! I must say, five years did a wonder on your body. You look very beautiful.”
I giggle and thank him. I beckon him closer acting like I’m going to whisper something in his ear. He’s surprised when I kiss his lips. I’m the next one surprised as his tongue invades my mouth. He holds me closer as we kiss and I am in heaven. For one moment I know what it’s like to have true happiness. The kiss is over and I know my face is turning a little red.
“I never knew you liked me.”
“You were never around for me to tell you.” I beckon him closer and whisper in his ear “How big is your penis?”
He surprises me by instantly answering with “8 inches.” Oh my! Suddenly I’m glad I decided to make the first move. Sex with him will definitely be so wonderful.
“What’s your breast size” he whispers in my ear.
“32c” I whisper back.
“Want to see my cock?”
“Oh yes I do my bad, bad boy. Would you like to see my tits and my hot, wet pussy?”
“I would love to my naughty girl!”
“I’m a virgin you know” I say with a wink.
“I am too. I haven’t really thought about having sex…until just now” he says with a devilishly sexy look in his eyes. The foreplay is driving me wild. My pussy is already wet and hungers for Paul’s hard cock. We kiss again, longer this time. Our tongues dance and his hands slowly move down to my ass. I break the kiss and ask him to touch my breast. He slowly moves his hand from my ass. I get goose bumps as his hand caresses my breast. Moaning, we kiss again, but this time the kiss is cut short when I remember that I’m pressed for time.
“I’d love to have more fun with you tonight, but I need to go.”
“That sucks…hey I know somewhere where we can be totally alone tomorrow. It’s far out of the way, but worth it.”
“I wish I could, really, but I need to get back to Abilene tomorrow…”
“What luck, the place is in Abilene.”
“Oh yay, that’s awesome!”
I’m excited that Paul has a place in Abilene, exactly where I need to be. My heart leaps with joy as I get into his car. I’ve waited so long for this moment! I make arrangements with him and tomorrow we’re going to his secret place in Abilene.

July 3, 2010

I meet Paul early in the morning and we share another passionate kiss. I think I’m in love! I feel as if I’m floating on a cloud and sweet aromas are wafting in the breeze. He’s even wearing cologne! I didn’t smell that on him yesterday. Ah, he smells like fresh cut spring flowers spewed over a babbling brook with a hint of lemon. Oh I want to have sex with him now! I’m so horny! His eyes…are scary? No…that must have been a trick of the light. Tina Elaine Hill you’ve GOT to stop imagining things! I’m glad my imagination didn’t ruin the mood! He asks to go inside my house and my heart flutters…maybe we’ll have sex!
“My pussy is so wet. I want your cock Paul. Can I touch it now?”
“You may only if I can feel your hot, wet pussy Tina.”
I giggle and wink at him. We each slide our hands into the other’s pants. Oh my mercy me! His cock is so hard! Ah, his hand is making my pussy feel so good!
“Mmm, rub me harder!”
He does so and I moan loudly. Our next kiss feels like the white hot intensity of a thousand suns! Oh his tongue again! I suck on his tongue this time while we continue to rub each other’s most private areas.
I lift up my shirt, revealing my braless breasts. He looks at them and then smiles a dreamy smile. Slowly, he rubs my breast and gives my nipples a few light pinches. I giggle each time he pinches my nipple. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth and rubs my pussy again. I moan louder and louder and louder as my pussy releases one of the best orgasms I ever had. Next, he takes off his pants and WOW! It’s even larger than it felt! As I lay down, his cock rests between my breasts. Oh it feels so good! He rubs his cock between my breasts, making me even hornier. Both of us strip naked and we cuddle in bed. I whisper in his ear that we should have sex. He tells me he knows a better place in Abilene to have sex. That sounds kinda wierd, but I don't think about it. All I can think about is how I can’t wait to make sweet, sweet love with him at his special place. I fall asleep in his arms.
“Wake up! we’ve got to get going!”
“Already?” I look at the time…eek! It’s already after eight p.m.! Oh well, we can have all the time in the world tonight and tomorrow. We put our clothes back on and get into Paul’s car.
During the drive to Abilene we talk a little about old times and some other light conversation. I’m glad neither of us decides to talk about anything sexual. That would be distracting to the driver and could cause a nasty accident!
“To tell you the truth I’m glad I didn’t stay in Sunray. I’m scared of being in that town with The Hunter on the loose. The cops think that his hideout is somewhere near there.”
“You can’t trust anyone anymore, it’s sad really. They’ve accused a few people of being him and some even accuse without proof.”
“I saw him one night…

WATCH OUT FOR THE TRUCK!!!”

“Sorry, got distracted.”
“My God Paul, you’ve got to me more careful. Would you like me to drive?”
“No, I’m alright. How did you see m…The Hunter?”
“Well, I was at the Kerbow’s house one night…”
“…wow…that’s….wow.”
“I know right! He was right there and I could have done something but I was too scared!” I loose it right then. My tears flow from my eyes as I finally say out loud what I was bursting to say for a long time. What Paul says next surprises me.
“Shut up slut!”
“…what?” He didn’t just tell me to shut up…did…did he just call me a slut?
“I said shut up! We’re here now and we need to walk into the woods.”
“…something’s wrong…this hast to be a dream, you would never act this way!”
“Oh it’s no dream. And you should call me by my other name…”
Oh God…it can’t be! He’s not…no please don’t let it be true! Please no!
“…The Hunter.”

Preview of Chapter 2: The Hunter's Last Victim

“Your tight pussy was awesome my little slut, but I wonder…is it as tight as your ass?”
“No, please, no!”
He slowly walks behind me and I beg him not to fuck my ass. I scream again for someone to help me. I keep hoping someone would hear my screams, but in the back of my mind I know that no one's coming to rescue me…

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Chapter 2
The Hunter's Last Victim

Before I get a chance to scream and try to run away, Paul covers my face with a fowl smelling cloth. My heart pounds with fear and I start to cry again. Moaning, I try to grab his hands and get the cloth off my face. My arms won’t move! No, please God I can’t feel my arms anymore…or my legs. Someone has to drive by and see what’s happening, someone has to! My thoughts become jumbled as I lose all control of my body. He takes away the cloth and I’m completely helpless.
“You like it slut? This is brand new chloroform that freezes all parts of your body except for your face! I like my victims to be able to talk and tell me how much they enjoy rape, MUAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Oh no, please don’t do this to me! Oh God! No, stop touching me! Put me down!”
He cackles and carries me over his shoulder deep into the forest.
“Tonight you’re in for a real treat my dear. I haven’t raped a woman outdoors for a long time!”
No…he’s talking about that teacher! Oh my, he’s going to tie me up and rape me!
“You love not being able to move don’t you? Yeah, you’re a hot little slut who loves to be raped!”
Is he serious? Yeah I have a few fantasies but that’s just way out there! There’s no way I would like it if ANYBODY raped me!
He doesn’t tie me up, confident that I can’t move. As he lays me on the ground tears fill my eyes and run down my face.
“Please…please…no…”
“You know you want it you dirty little slut!
“No, don’t, please don’t rape me! Please no, please don’t!”
He ignores my protest and violently rips off all my clothes. Slowly his hands hover over my breast.
“You’re such a slut! ‘Oh please Paul, touch my breast! Look Paul, I’m not wearing a bra!’ You love this don’t you bitch?”
“Fuck you fucking bastard! No, stop touching my breast! Please stop!”
He grabs my right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twists really hard. I scream as loud as I possibly could, begging him to stop. He ignores me and twists even harder.
“HAHAHAHA! You love this you fucking slut! But the other nipple isn’t getting ANY attention. We’ll fix that!”
“No! Don’t do this, please! It hurts! It HU HU HURRRRRTS!”
He continues to twist my right nipple while his teeth bite down hard on the left. I am in so much pain! He moves his head away from my breast, causing it and my nipple to stretch painfully.
“OH, OUCH, OH, OWIE, P…P…PLEASE ST…ST…STOP!”
He stops finally but my nipples are still in tremendous pain and there’s a little bit of blood running from the corner of his mouth…God that’s my blood! He bites down hard on my right nipple now and I continue to plead with him. He doesn’t stop biting it until I bleed there. My voice is becoming horse from all the screaming and I don’t know how much more pain I can take…oh, yes I can finally move my fingers…hopefully I can move my hands…yes! Now if I could just move my arms…oh no he noticed I can move! Roughly he picks me up and ties me between two trees in an X position before I gain full mobility.
“Now those lovely tits have been getting attention. I bet that pussy of yours is lonely.”
“No, please don’t rape me! NO, PLEASE DON’T! SOMEONE HELP ME!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHA! ‘Rub me harder Paul, I want your cock Paul!’ Yeah, you’re a filthy whore who loves to get raped. Your pussy wants my hard cock doesn’t it?”
“Please no I’m a virgin, please don’t rape me NO!”
“Now I thought you were lying about that like I was…oh well, I’ll find out soon enough!”
He moves his cock so close to my pussy. I moan as he rubs the outside of my pussy with it, teasing me. Suddenly I feel pain, so much pain!
“Oooow! Please, stop ta…ta…take it oooouuut!”
“Mmm, you’re definitely a virgin. Oooh yeah you like me fucking you don’t you? Mmmm, yeah mmmm, such a great pussy!”
“No OOOH p p pl please sss ssstoooop OOOH AAAAH!”
“You’re so nice and wet slut, mmmm yeah!”
“G g get th the fuck ooh OOOH out of me!”
“Mmm, you like this don’t you? Ooh, there’s some blood coming out! Yeah, you’re no longer a virgin now slut!”
“Uuuh, please OOOH le let me go”
I get a huge orgasm and he finally pulls out. I am ashamed of how my body betrayed me, and he knows it! That fucking bastard! He painfully pulls my hair back and his eyes meet mine. His eyes…oh God! Oh God he’s really going to kill me after he’s done!
“Your tight pussy was awesome my little slut, but I wonder…is it as tight as your ass?”
“No, please, no!”
He slowly walks behind me and I beg him not to fuck my ass. I scream again for someone to help me. I keep hoping someone would hear my screams, but in the back of my mind I know that no one’s coming to rescue me…wait…I hear something…it’s faint…
Before I’m able to figure out the strange sound, Paul slowly inserts the head of his cock in my ass. It’s painful and I continue to beg and plead for him to stop as he thrusts again and again and again. As he fucks me hard in the ass his hands maul my breasts. I scream louder as he fucks me, grabs my breast so rough and hard, and pinches my nipples. Oh God my nipples are bleeding again! Oooow!
“No more, no more please! I can’t take anymore!”
Oh God I can feel his cock throbbing! He’s going to cum in my ass!
“Where should I cum in you…I wonder…should I cum in your ass, or should I cum in that nice tight pussy of yours?”
“Let me go oooh p oooh god no please don’t cum in my pussy, PLEASE NO!”
Ignoring my pleas he shoves his cock hard into my pussy and I can feel his cum spraying the inside of my vagina. He takes his cock out and sprays all over my breast, my face, my hair, my ass, everywhere. I feel so dirty and unclean…there’s that sound again…what is it? Paul doesn’t notice the sound and slowly licks off his cum on my breast. I moan and feel ashamed because I feel pleasure from him licking me.
“Well my little slut, normally I kill my victims at this point, but you are special! I think I’ll have one more fuck before you die!”
I’m so exhausted and horse from screaming that I don’t bother pleading with him…his cock feels good in my pussy now…what’s wrong with me, why am I enjoying rape?
“Oooh, fuck me harder Paul! Rape me! Oooh…”
Did I just say that? Why did those words come out of my mouth? Paul looks surprised too and decides to pull out of my pussy. Oh God he’s really going to kill me now! He walks to his pants where there’s probably a gun or a knife or something, ooooh God…noises…again I hear noises…whispers…that’s what the sound is! I strain to listen…
“…but she liked it the second time…”
Even the voices make me feel ashamed! I think I’m going mad! No time to worry about that now because Paul has a knife in his hand. EEEEEEEEEK!
Slowly he slinks over to me…If only I can escape! Wait…if I can just move my hand this way…YES…now the other hand…YES my wrists are free! I hold onto the ropes so I can wait for the right moment to stop him. He comes towards me very slowly, so slowly it’s starting to piss me off.
“Come on and kill me you bastard! Be done with it!”
THAT got him going and he blindly runs towards me with his knife pointed at my breast. At the last second I let go of the ropes and duck. He stumbles over my body and lands hard on his head. The moment he lands I hear more whispers. I don’t pay attention to them and quickly untie my legs. It hurts to move, but I ignore the pain. I look for his knife and find it beside his body. Before I can stab him he quickly tackles me to the ground. The knife falls out of my hand and Paul starts choking me. His eyes, oh God his eyes are so scary! If I can just get the knife! He’s killing me oh God! I stretch my arm as far as I can and my fingertips brush the knife. My vision is slowly fading; God please let me get the knife! I stretch my arm further and further and my fingers desperately make wild grabs for the handle. Finally…now if I could only have the strength to stab him…yes!
He screams like an animal and his hands move toward his back to try and get the knife out of his back. This is my chance! I roll to the left and Paul rolls with me. The knife goes further into his back as his back touches the ground. He gives another wild scream and I decide he needs a taste of his own medicine! I strangle him until his eyes filled with anger and insanity slowly fade to nothing.
After I make sure he’s dead and not faking it or anything I look for my clothes. While I’m dressing myself, I notice something sticking out of Paul’s pants pocket. I take it out…oh, a diary. Do I really want to read this diary? I decide to see if he wrote anything about me…

And a preview of Chapter 3: Birth of Huntress

That last thought gives me sudden inspiration. Men enjoy rape, so I should rape men and kill them! Yeah, it’d be nice to have a female rapist in the news! There are so many male rapists that we women don’t have much of a chance! I need a name though…

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Chapter 3
Birth of Huntress

July 2, 2010

After burying that last tasty victim I decided to take a walk in the graveyard. I’m not sure why I’m here really. After a few minutes of walking, my next victim finds me! I didn’t recognize her at first. Her name is Tina and she has a great body with the best deep brown eyes. I’m going to enjoy seeing fear and pleading in those eyes! Anyway, she lived across the street from me when I was at the Masons. Wow, five years have passed since I’ve lived with that cool old couple…I wonder how they’re doing…
She interrupts my thoughts by kissing me. Wow, I don’t have to do anything to get her to like me! It’ll be so easy to convince her to come with me. Raping her will be so easy too! We mess around for a few more minutes before she says she has to go. Damn! I tell her I have a special place and she says she needs to be back in Abilene tomorrow. Hmm…maybe I can use that…
“What luck, the place is in Abilene.”
“Oh yay, that’s awesome!”
Now all I gotta do is figure out the perfect place to rape her! I could have just taken her, but I decided not to. There are still people from her grandpa’s funeral here and they would be suspicious…tomorrow is my best bet! I might even mess around with her more tomorrow.

July 3, 2010

Wow this slut is so gullible and horny! I go to her home and there’s no one there but her. We kiss right away. Damn this girl loves to mess around! She even asked me to fuck her in her bed! I want to save my sperm for tonight, so I tell her that my secret place would be better and she bought it! Right now she’s asleep. I think I’ll wake her up late so that we’ll arrive at dark. I know the perfect place too, the same spot where I raped Miss Beaty so many years ago…

That crafty little bastard! In my frustration I slam the diary on the ground and scream as loud as I can. I scream and scream and scream until I can’t scream anymore. Screaming has drained me and I collapse on the ground, crying myself to sleep.

July 4, 2010

I wake up with the sun on my face…where am I? I’m in the woods? Suddenly I remember everything and break down crying for a long time. I pick up the diary again wondering how many innocent girls are in there. How many lives did he take? Was Laura one of them? I open his diary and…wait a minute…weren’t there more pages last night? I could have sworn there were more pages…and where’s the part about me? I can’t find his entry on me! I know it was there before I fell asleep!
There’s no way I could figure out that mystery now, so I read the pages that are there…wow, so that’s what happened to Melinda Warren…oh God Laura! Killed by her sister, how horrible…and yet my pussy gets wetter whenever I read about rape…I even get an orgasm reading about the twins and Paul having a threesome! Oh God what's wrong with me? God I hate Paul! I hate men!
That last thought gives me sudden inspiration. Men enjoy rape, so I should rape men and kill them! Yeah, it’d be nice to have a female rapist in the news! There are so many male rapists that we women don’t have much of a chance! I need a name though…oh I know!!! I shall become The Huntress…no, having “The” in front of your name is how that stupid MAN did it. Huntress is good enough! I flip to the last page in Paul’s diary and write a few things inside it. Hmm…I’d better take his gloves too…

“911, what is your emergency?”
“I was driving and found a body near the road…”

A preview of Chapter 4: Trial and Error

Ah, that strong looking black guy over there looks mean and scary. Come on, look at my dress…that’s right, and strip me naked with your eyes. Good boy! Now come over and talk to me…yes!
“Hey there baby, you wanna go out and have some fun?”
“No thanks…”
“Now I don’t like being rejected, so you’d better tell me yes little lady!”
“…ok.”
He’s not as rude as I would like, but it’ll have to do.

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Chapter 4
Trial and Error

July 6, 2010

Abilene Reporter News

The Hunter Dead, Texans Relieved

On July 4, at approximately noon, police received an anonymous tip of a dead body near a highway.
Upon arriving to the scene they discovered Paul Hunter dead with what appears to be a stab wound in the back. No weapon was found at the scene, but a diary that belonged to none other than The Hunter was found next to the body. Police say that DNA matching from Hunter’s saliva and semen found on The Hunter’s first victim, Miss Betty Beaty, proves that Paul Hunter was indeed the serial killer police have been searching for…

BOY AM I MAD! They didn’t mention the card I left right next to the body that said ‘Huntress!’ Nor did they mention the fact that he was found naked! God I’m so fucking pissed! Oh well, I don’t like this town anymore anyway. I only came here to get a job, but that’s not going to happen because I missed my interview. I’m glad I didn’t drop everything in Sunray…I only left that lovely town because of The Hunter anyway…speaking of him, I think I’ll extend my stay in the hotel and stay for one more day. Abilene will have the honor of feeling frightened first!

July 7, 2010

I am wearing one of my best dresses and looking for trouble. I’m just looking for a man brave enough to talk dirty to me. Alley after alley, bar after bar and still nothing! Oh there have been sweet guys who have politely complimented me and asked me out, but I don’t want sweet guys!
I walk into yet another bar without even bothering to look at the name of it. Ah, that strong looking black guy over there looks mean and scary. Come on, look at my dress…that’s right, and strip me naked with your eyes. Good boy! Now come over and talk to me…yes!
“Hey there baby, you wanna go out and have some fun?”
“No thanks…”
“Now I don’t like being rejected, so you’d better tell me yes little lady!”
“…ok.”
He’s not as rude as I would like, but it’ll have to do. We walk outside and he leads me down a dark alley. He says it’s faster to his car this way…yeah right. Suddenly he pushes me against the wall.
“Don’t scream or I’ll kill you!”
“Please, don’t rape me please!”
“I was only going to rob you, but rape…yeah…I like the sound of that.”
He grabs my arms and twists them behind my back. Oh God what have I done? All he wanted was money and now he wants my body! Oooh God!
“No, please, I don’t want to be raped!”
“Shut up bitch! Do as you’re told and you won’t get hurt!”
I continue to beg him and my cries are cut off when he covers my mouth. He drags me deeper into the dark alley. He takes his hand away from my mouth and I beg him not to hurt me. Oh God he’s tying my hands behind me! I continue to plead and beg. He doesn’t listen and violently rips off my clothes.
“Please, don’t rape me please!”
“Shut up bitch!”
He slaps me hard in the face and strips naked. Oh God his cock is huge there’s no way it could fit!
“Please don’t do it, no OH GOD PLEASE NOMMMPH!”
Yuck! He takes his nasty foul underwear and shoves it into my mouth! My disgust turns to fear as he forces me on the ground. Without mercy, he shoves his cock into my pussy. I give painful, muffled screams as he fucks me hard!
“You’re such a whore! Yeah, you’re a slut who loves to be raped!”
God it hurts! Oh fuck he still has a few inches left to go! Oh God no! He shoves another inch into my pussy and it hits my cervix. Oh God he’s going to kill me! I give a loud muffled scream as he withdraws his cock and forces the rest of it all the way in, tearing through my cervix and into my uterus. I give another loud, long muffled scream before everything suddenly goes black.
I return to consciousness after the guy smacks my face for what feels like a hundred times. When he sees I am awake, he begins fucking in and out of me. Oh God it hurts! Too much pain! To top that all off he roughly grabs my breast. After doing that he punches my breast and fucks me with the same rhythm. My moans of protest become moans of pleasure and I feel a massive orgasm approaching. When the orgasm hits my cries are all full of pleasure now. By this time his underwear has fallen from my mouth and I beg him to fuck me harder.
“OH yes! Fuck me you big black man! Fuck me! Don’t stop please!”
He fucks me harder. Moaning in pain and pleasure I get yet another orgasm. As I orgasm I can feel his cock start to twitch. That is enough to send me over the edge.
“Oh God I’m going to cum! Oh God YES OOOOOOOOH!”
Our cum mixes together as he squirts half of his sperm in my pussy. He squirts the other half of his semen all over my naked body.
“You’re a good little fuck slut! Come by this bar again sometime you filthy whore!”
He leaves me in the alley, naked and covered with cum. I feel completely ashamed again for loving rape. My shame slowly turns to anger. I wanted to be the rapist this time!

Preview of Chapter 5:

I need to find someone weaker than me, or somehow make them weaker, and always be on my guard against the strong. But who can I find that’s weaker than me? What could I possibly do to make someone so weak?

[Akirana]

so the plot thickens!! ima hurry up and read the next one! good stuff man