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Jeff had a rather good job with good pay at a somewhat prestigious company at the main office. But there was one thing that made his coming to work worthwhile....the receptionist...Patty....a somewhat petite young woman with shoulder-length medium brown hair, whose office attire fluxuated from day to day from fairly conservative to fuck-me-hot. But Jeff had also seen her at home occasionally to drop off work. It seemed, at those times, her favourite attire consisted of a form-fitting t-shirt, very tight, very short blue jean shorts and tennis shoes.
This day, Friday, she was looking pretty hot in a gold satin-like button-down blouse, a tight black miniskirt, black tights, and black suede heels, even though at their office, Friday was "dress-down day". He decided to find out what was going on and walked to file cabinet where she was placing files.
"What's with the dress-up today", he asked"
She looked up and smiled. "My boyfriend and I are going to dinner after work and then to a play", she replied. "I won't have time to change first"
"Ah", he said, walking back to his desk. Jeff knew if there was one thing that would make his day...any day...would be to fuck the shit out of Patty. He wanted to fuck her bad....and would do anything it took to do so. Under the circumstances, he realized what that meant....he would have to rape her. But that was fine with him. He liked it rough anyway. And if the bitch was fighting back, all the better. And as he thought about it, he realized that his big chance was right in front of him...tonight!
After work he went home to make his plans. He was already equipped to break into her apartment with lock picks and other items. He decided to go over there around 10 p.m. There was no way she would be home by then.
At 10:20, he was at her door, working quietly on the lock, which gave way easily. Her apartment building was a small townhouse type with no real security measures. He quickly entered and closed the door. As expected, Patty was not home. He went upstairs and found her bedroom. He started to lustfully admire some of the clothes she had hanging in the closet, thinking what a hot bitch she was and how hot she must look in some of these outfits.
Only moments later, Jeff heard a car pull into the driveway and he quickly went back downstairs to get into position. Patty was home. Jeff hid behind the door, just thinking about what was about to happen. He was finally going to rape that cunt Patty. the way she deserved it. The thought occurred to Jeff that Patty's boyfriend may come in with her....what would he do then? He was soon relieved when he heard Patty call out "I'll call you tomorrow!" It was obvious she had talked him out of coming with her...great!
Patty opened the door, and closed it with her back turned toward Jeff. He then clasped his hand over her mouth and pulled her toward him.
"Scream and you're one dead bitch", he grunted into her ear! She began to struggle wildly until she got loose of his grip, at which point she turned quickly and could see in the very dim light that she knew this man.
"Jeff", she exclaimed!! Jeff didn't care to wear a mask. He didn't care if she knew it was him that raped her...just as long as he did!
"That's right, bitch!"
"What are you doing here...what do you want??"
"I think it's pretty fucking obvious what I want with a hot bitch like you", he said, slowly getting closer to her.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
Jeff snickered. "I've seen the way you like to strut around the dam office everyday, just begging for the attention...like a god dam slut!"
"That's not true", she exclaimed!
He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him. "Don't give me that shit, cunt! You like dressing like a slut, it's time to see if you can fuck like one!"
"NO!" she screamed.
Suddenly grabbed the back of her head, forcefully pulled her head towards his and forced his hot tongue into her mouth.
"MMMPPH" she muffled as she struggled to push Jeff away.
Jeff soon pulled back. Then suddenly, her face felt the sting of a very hard slap, knocking her to the floor!
"It's time you got fucked by a REAL man, bitch!!"
Patty sat on the floor, rubbing her face from the slap, looking up aat him in shock.
"You god dam fucking cunt", he growled! "I'm gonna rape the god dam shit outta you...and I'm gonna enjoy EVERY minute of it!"
"Oh god...nnooo" she cried. She quickly tried to get up to run. But just as quickly, he grabbed her by her hair.
"Where do you think YOU'RE going, bitch!" He pushed her back on the floor, this time dropping down on top of her. She began to violently struggle as he tried to pin her flinging arms. Finally getting them pinned, she continued to struggle, writhing and squirming under him. He lowered down and started to roughly nuzzle and lick her neck.
"Yeah, bitch, just keep fighting me...you're only making me hornier!" He quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.
"Why, Jeff...why", she pleaded through her tears?!
"Shutup slut and enjoy the ride!" Pulling his pants down to unveil nearly 7 inches of pure evil, he then reached under her tight miniskirt and began yanking at her tights and panties, ripping them!
"It's too bad I have to rip these tights, baby...you look so god dam sexy in them", he said, "but you knew that!"
Before she knew what was happening, there was a sharp jab of pain in her pussy as he slammed his steel-hard cock into her hard! "EERRGGHH", he grunted!
"OOOOOHHHH GGOOOODDD....NNNOOOO!!" she screamed, still trying to struggle out from under him. He grinded his cock in harder and deeper with each thrust! "GGOODDD....YOU'RE KILLING ME!" she yelled
"YOU...GET WHAT....YOU....DESERVE!" he grunted with each jab of his hot cock
Minutes seemed like hours as he slammed his fuck rod into her pussy non-stop...harder and faster. She was now nearly exhausted from the struggle.
"You goddam fucking whore!" he taunted her as he continued to slam her now wet pussy. Finally, his cock could work no more and it unloaded a huge flood of hot, thick cum into her vagina.
"AAAAAAAaaaaaahhhh!!!!" he sighed loudly.
Nearly two minutes later, he pulled out. "I knew you'd be worth it, baby", he said with a sinister tone in his voice. "JUst wait until the next time to try to dress like a goddam slut." She could only look at him through her tears as he got up and quickly pulled his pants back up and started for the door. As he approached the door, he stopped, turned around, and kneeled down near her.
"Don't you dare tell anyone what happened" he said in a calm voice, "If you do, you don't want to know the consequences." With that, he quietly left her apartment, leaving her in a clump. |
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Virginia hated her body. She was a big woman, with hips and curves who saw her self as fat. She tried to lose weight, but it never was as easy as all those commercials made it. At times she felt ugly and undesirable.
Not that she was a slob; she dressed nice and practical. She would never let herself fall that far. She just was not happy with her body and felt that no one would ever find her attractive.
Especially to the Man who was waiting inside her home to rape her.
The Man had spotted Virginia at the market and was totally taken by her. He had always like big ladies, and Virginia was one of the sexiest he had seen.
He stalked her for a few days and timed her coming home. He easily broke into her house and grabbed as she locked the door. Hand over her mouth, a knife to her throat, he pulled her close to him and kissed her neck. Her scent wafted over him and his cock hardened immediately.
"Be good and I won't hurt you. Nod your head if you understand." He whispered in her ear, tongue licking her ear lobe.
A terrorized Virginia nodded. The Man dragged her into her bedroom. He released her and stood before her, knife in front of him.
"Strip, Virginia," he ordered.
"No, please. You don't want me. Just leave, please." Virginia stared at the knife, to scared to move.
"Of course I want you. Now take off your clothes or I will get angry."
Crying, Virginia undressed. She watched his face as she exposed herself to him. She could see the excitement on his face as her blouse and bra came off. He actually was stroking himself as she took off her slacks and panties.
"Lay on the bed, Virginia."
"Oh God don't rape me. I 'm not worth it." Virginia began to sob.
The Man walked to her and wrapped his arms around Virginia from behind. He kissed her neck and mauled her breasts.
"Why do you say that, My Virginia."
"I am fat."
"I like big girls."
"I am ugly."
The Man pulled Virginia to the bed. He pushed her down on it and mounted her. He slowly drove his cock into Virginia's tight pussy. Virginia cried out in pain, shame and…pleasure.
"You are not ugly. I would not want to take you if you were ugly."
The Man raped Virginia with slow strokes. Virginia lay back and accepted her rapist, hoping this would bring this horror to an end.
Virginia cried out when the Man began to play with her clit as he pumped in and out of her. She felt a heat spread across her body that she had not felt in years.
"Oh God. Don't make me cum. Don't do this…AHHH!"
Virginia arched her back and cried out as her body submitted to her rapist. She had cum for her rapist. Her shame increased has the Man put his hand over mouth, thrust several hard strokes into her and filled her with his semen. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
The Man rolled off of Virginia and lay next to her. He stroked her hair and kissed her.
"See, you are not ugly. That was very nice, Virginia." The Man leaned down and sucked her nipples.
"Please go now. You got what you wanted. Leave me be." Virginia lay there, helpless to her rapist's touch. Her nipples were so sensitive.
"But you are so beautiful."
"Stop saying that," said Virginia. "Please leave."
The Man looked down at Virginia.
"You still doubt your beauty?"
Virginia said nothing. She lay on the bed, head turned away from her rapist.
The Man grabbed Virginia's face. He looked into her eyes.
"Answer me."
"Yes," said Virginia, meekly.
The Man pulled Virginia off the bed. He pulled her toward her closet.
"Dress up for me: pantyhose, dress, heels. I will prove how beautiful you are. MOVE!"
Virginia again watched her rapist stroke himself as she slid on tan pantyhose. She put on a bra and slid on a black dress that ended above her knees. She put on her black pumps. The shoes were tight: she had not had a reason to wear them for a long while.
The Man turned Virginia toward the dresser mirror.
"See how pretty you are. How sexy."
Virginia had to agree with her rapist. Except for the puffy eyes, from crying, she looked good.
Her eyes filled with more tears as the Man dragged Virginia back towards the bed.
"Please, no more. OH GOD…STOP."
The Man ignored her pleas. He pushed Virginia down on the bed, raised her skirt, ripped open the crotch of Virginia's pantyhose and pushed his hard cock into her. Virginia screamed.
"You are hurting me. "
The Man ignored Virginia's pleas, put her legs over his shoulders and raped Virginia hard and fast. Virginia was helpless.
That feeling of warmth returned and a humiliated Virginia came for her rapist again. She was sobbing as he put his hand over her mouth again and came inside her for a second time.
The Man lay next to her, panting.
"God you are so sexy, so irresistible. Your pussy is so tight. I am glad I decided to rape you."
Virginia lay there, her clothes rumpled, semen leaking down her leg. Please let this nightmare be over, she thought.
The Man undressed Virginia and put her clothes in a gear bag. Virginia endured it, cooperating when he asked her to move. She was soon naked again and at the mercy of her rapist.
"Let's take a shower, My Virginia."
The Man took Virginia by the hand and took her to the bathroom. He had Virginia start the shower and, when it was warm enough, pulled her inside with him.
He washed her body, taking time to explore her body with her body sponge. Virginia let him do what he wanted to her. It had been a long time since a man washed her. Part of her enjoyed the attention.
The Man kissed her. "Kneel in front of me."
Virginia obeyed. She knew what was next. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked. If she was going to be forced to do it, might as well do it right.
She sucked up his member, fingers tickling his testicles. She enjoyed his cry of pleasure. Another sound lacking in her life.
The Man pulled back. Virginia could see the desire in his eyes. Desire for her. Yes this man had violated her, but he had wanted her. It felt good.
The Man had Virginia bend over. Virginia obeyed and cried out as he entered her ass. It hurt, but he was gentle. Fingers rubbing her clit as he moved in and out of her ass.
Virginia came just before her rapist filled her ass with his cum. She collapsed on to the shower floor, letting the warm water mix with the heat from her orgasm.
She looked up in time to see her rapist leaving. She tried to follow, slipped, and caught herself. By the time she made it out of the bathroom, he was gone.
She sat on the bed and cried. He'd left her. He did not want her after all.
Her tears fell on a note on the floor. She picked it up. It was damp from her tears and wet hands, but readable:
Virginia,
Thank you for letting me rape your sexy body. I would like to return. Leave a message on my cell.
Your Rapist Lover.
PS Leave your backdoor open.
Virginia called the number on the bottom of the paper and begged for him to come back. It was wrong, but right in her mind. Her rapist was the ego boost she had needed all this time.
As she walked to unlock the backdoor, a hand was clamped over her mouth.
"I missed you, too," whispered her Rapist in her ear. |
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