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Damn! Another night at Wally world, stocking shelves, and a Saturday night at that! Saturday! I should be out partying, drinking a bit, getting a good buzz and finding a guy to take home to play with.... but oh well we do what we have to to pay the bills. And for me that meant stocking shelves every friday & saturday night for the past 7 months. 7 months of no parties, no sex, no life!
I clocked in and went to my area, HBA, health and beauty aids. Looking at the 11 pallets of stock I just wanted to turn around and leave. "hey sunshine, looks like you've got your work cut out for you tonight" I turned to face Duane, my manager, he could be such a dick sometimes. "s'ok" I answered him, "I'll have this knocked out by lunch and you'll have to find me 11 more" There was something about him that made me always give him a smart ass answer, I guess he figured I hated him, wouldn't he be surprised if he knew the truth? Something about Duane that really turned me on, maybe it was those baby blue eyes that could look down into your very soul. Maybe it was the fact that he could be a dick, I always did like those take charge kind of guys. Then again maybe it was just the fact I hadn't gotten laid in 7 months!
The night went by slowly, with me & the other associates trading jabs with each other and duane. We talked about what we'd rather be doing instead of being at work on a saturday night. Most everyone agreed they'd rather be drinkin, smokin or screwing, I wonder if they're all as deprived as myself?
By 3 am I had worked my stock down to 3 pallets of overstock and since we had no overstock space in HBA I had to take them out to the trailer. I paged duane and asked him to unlock it for me. I had pulled out the first one when he came out, He turned the lock and let me in, "you all right out here by yourself?" he asked "shit duane, the only one that scares me is you and you have to go back in" I said with a grin. "yeah ok, I'll check on you at 7 if you don't come back" yup he could be a dick sometimes. I'll be damned if I was going to let him know how much I hated going to the trailers. They were set back from the store, rather secluded and of course no lights. We had lanterns from sporting goods in each one, they threw out a bout a 2 foot radius of light.
I set about bringing out the other pallets and getting my stock on the trailer. I was carrying it all to the back so that I could work my way out easily. We had to share this trailer with hardware and thier stuff was just thrown half hazzardly on the right side. I was about 45 minutes into it when my lantern went out and I couldn't see a thing! Damn it! I headed towards the front to shake it throw it or whatever I had to do to make it light again when someone grabbed me and clamped a hand over my mouth!
MMMMmph, I kicked at my attacker and tried to punch but he had a hold on me I couldn't break. "shhhhhhhhhh" something was shoved in my mouth and tied behind my head, now he had both arms to hold me and I knew I couldn't break free. He must have picked up some rope from the hardware side of the trailer because he preceded to tie my wrists, I was pushed down on a pile of boxes, he then tied each wrist seperately to each side of the trailer, I pulled and twisted but to no avail, I was at his mercy. His hands were all over me, I tried kicking but he blocked most of them, then his hands moved down to my waist and he undid my zipper. I struggled and kicked untill I felt a razor on my neck and a voice whispered "we can do this the easy way, or I can cut them off you and hope I don't slip" I let him take my jeans off, he moved my ass to the edge of the boxes and then tied my legs to each side so I was wide open, even with my panties still on I felt so exposed!
He ran his hands up under my shirt, and squeezed my nipples, and god help me it had been so long since I'd felt a mans touch it actually felt good! But that was crazy, I didn't know this man, it most likely was one of those damn homeless winos that lived in the woods out back! At that thought I began to struggle again, it seemed to turn him on even more and his hands moved down to my panties, he slipped a hand in and started rubbing my ass, then around front where he played in my hair for a moment before slidind a finger up and down my slit, his other hand came around with the blade and cut my underware from me. At the same time he slipped a finger in my hole, he whispered" you like that, don't you, you little slut" Although it was a whisper I heard something familiar in the voice and I strained to see but it was no use it was still pitch dark out here. Somehow it was even worse that it was someone I knew degrading me like this, especially when I didn't know who. Maybe Rodney, The unloader who was always trying to get me to go out with him? Or that freak ricardo who took every opportunity he could to touch me? Or maybe my ex, johnny? He knew my schedule and may have just been waiting back here knowing I'd have to go to the trailers??? No it wasn't Johnny, I know his touch and this wasn't him, johnny had mamas boys hands, these hands were rough, a workers hands and they were.....oh jesus they were good.
No I couldn't let myself enjoy this, I was being raped for crists sake! But he had found my spot and was rubbing my clit, I couldn't help it, I had been so horny for so long! and here was this man, rubbing my clit and nuzzling into my neck with his facial hair scratching me, facial hair? then it couldn't be rodney or ricardo? oh god! he started pumping me with his finger and alternating between my tits & clit with his other hand. I could feel myself building up but as much as I had been wanting the release I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.
Luckily he pulled out and I was saved from that shame. he continued to carress my body and whispered "so my little slut needs more then a finger for satisfaction huh? For a moment there were no hands on my body and then I heard the zipper, oh my god, what I had been craving I was about to get and I still didn't know from who.
Being positioned on the boxes like I was, I was the perfect hieght for him to stand between my open thighs, I felt his cockhead touch my pussylips and it sent a shiver through me, he laughed at that, His hand came up and touched my face, "don't worry, I'll be gentle" he whispered with a chuckle. I felt him press into me and he ran his hand down my body and grasped my hips, he pushed his shaft slowly into me, not far, and pulled back out, and again, then with one hard and fast thrust he entered me deeply. The pain rushed through my body but with it was a pleasure, a pleasure I hadn't known in so long!
He continued, pulling almost completely out and thrusting back in. I tried to fight what I knew was coming but finally gave in and went with it, every time he thrust I threw my hips back up to meet him, I wanted him deeper, I wanted him so deep it hurt. because that hurt was sooooo good! "Come with me" he said I let myself go and felt wave after wave wash over me, I knew I was bucking uncontrollably underneath him, but he was riding it, I felt his hot cum fill me, I through my head side to side, from the darkness of the trailer to the beginnings of light filtering in from outside. Light? I tried to see him but I was caught up in the orgasm of my life and as I came back down I looked up into the face of.....duane???
He was wiped out as I was and collapsed on top of me, he lifted his head and looked me straight in the eye and said "I try to take care of my employees and give them what they need" He stood up, put his pants on, cut the ropes that bound me and said "see you inside"
I waited a bit before going in, I was still dumbfounded, and I wondered if any of the other employees had noticed us missing. God what if they knew what was going on, what if I went in and they all knew??? I untied the roped around my wrists and ankles and put my pants back on, no help for the panties, I tossed them in the woods. I finished putting my stock away, by that time it was 7, time to go, thank god by the time I locked up and got inside the others should be gone. I walked back in and headed for the time clock.
Who should I run into but Duane and the day manager Mike. Duane gave me one of his grins and asked "see you next friday?" I don't know" I said " I need to discuss something with Mike first" A look of fear crossed duanes face. I turned to Mike "Mike, whats the cances of getting some overtime the next few weeks? Let me know ok" I gave duane a wink and walked out. |
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TODAY'S FREE RAPE STORY |
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Amy wiped the mirror with her towel and gazed at the image before her. Her shoulder length red hair hung in tight curls, down her neck, like copper wire. Her blue grey eyes looked back at her as she ran her eyes down, down, her face and body. She looked at the freckles on her pug nose, freckles on her cheeks and throat that cascaded down between her breasts. Freckles on her arms and legs. She had been going to the beach. Using sun block she had little tan but the freckles deepened in color this year like every other year. She smiled at the image in the mirror. Twenty years young, getting ready for another year at school, she was on her way to her communications degree. She lifted first one breast than the other, checking the size and shape looking for any bumps. She moaned as her pale small pink nipples hardened at her touch. Through the white skin she could see blue veins caring blood around her breasts. She stopped her breast exam and walked out to her bedroom to dress for school registration never knowing the freckles she loved so much would bring her so much pain.
He sat in the state college quad, cafeteria on one side, bookstore on another. A coffee house was placed on a third side of the square. He was sipping coffee and waiting, waiting for the right cunt to follow. He wanted a blonde this time. He nailed a brunette the last time, a legal secretary he snatched her from a parking garage and raped for eight hours. She was his sixth in the last three years. Four brunettes, two blondes, all petite, five foot five or less in height, all young, under twenty five years old. "Cunts." he thought as he watched them walk by "Cunts everyone." A blonde wearing a sleeveless blouse and denim skirt caught his eye. He got up and started to follow her when he saw Amy. He stood and stared at the copper colored hair, the swell of her breasts inside the dark red blouse. He walked bend her and watched her ass wiggle inside her designer jeans. "How bout a redhead." he thought as he followed her, his cock hardening....
Amy worked her way thru the lines in the admen building never noticing the man watching her. After registering for her third year she went to the book store. He walked up behind her, smelled her perfume, the scent of her shampooed hair then said,"Exuse me.' Amy jumped startled by the man she didn't know was there. "Sorry." she stammered. "No problem." he replied his eyes locked on hers. He reached out one hand, put it under her chin, and said "You are a very cute little girl. Mesmerized Amy looked at him, her mouth opened and closed no sound came out, she looked away then scurried off. At a distance he followed her. Amy half ran to her car, she only started to feel safe when she was locked in. He noted the color and type of car. For three days he checked the lot at the college. Finally he found her car. He waited for her and followed her home. A ground floor apartment, "Good." he thought. He followed her the next day and watched her enter the gym. He went in and found her on a stairmaster. Her grey tank top and cotton shorts were soaked with sweat. Her hair was matted to her head. She grunted and puffed. He grew hard as he watched her leg muscles twitch. She stopped after fifty minutes and went to the sauna. Amy sat in the sauna silently wondering if being a cheerleader was worth the effort. Six years now, thru high school and college she had been doing the cheerleader routine. It would only be two more years then she'd be a newscaster if things worked out right. She left the sauna, showered and put on a tee shirt and panties, then slipped on a pink nylon warm up suit. He watched her ge in her car and drive off, then he went home, "See you later bitch." he thought...
"Come on bitch." he said quietly as he sat outside her apartment. Each Friday night she had gone to a local bar where students hung out. She ate appetizers and drank tequila shooters with her gal pals. One Friday he followed her in and walked past where she was sitting and glanced down at her. The freckles on her neck flowed into her cleavage, he left, and at home whacked off cursing the tease the whole time. This nught Amy wore a red top and black skirt. He watched as she drove away. He grabbed his bag, walked around the back to her patio and popped her sliding glaas door with ease. He walked thru the small apartment to her bedroom and slipped his bag under the bed. While waiting he found her bras, "34c not bad, looks bigger." he thought. He stepped into the closet when he heard the front door open. He listened as she walked into the kitchen for a glass of water. Amy walked down the hall to her bedroom. He watched her slip off her blouse and skirt then remove her bra.
She put on a large tee shirt and turned to walk out. WHAP! the bag of coins caught her square on the back of her head. She fell, out cold, no sound, she didn't even feel the blow. He picked her up and placed her face down on the bed. He pulled some speaker wire a gag and a roll of duct tape from the bag. First he crossed and tied her wrists to the headboad then he flipped her over. The brunette he raped some months earlier had chewed the foam ball he gagged her with. So after removing it he wrapped it with duct tape making a cylender out of it. Out of each end foam was exposed that would soak up drool. With one hand he worked Amys' mouth open. One end of the gag went into her right cheek, the other her left. He then wrapped tape around her head, tight, sealing the lower third of her face. He flipped her back on her belly and jerked an ankle to the side had tied it with wire to a mattress handle. After securing the other ankle he raised her up and stacked two pillows under her stomach. Now she was tied gagged and ready. He patted her panty covered ass and looked at her, his cock was rock hard, she'd be the best yet. He would wait, ransack her apartment, then when she was awake he would rape her thru the night...
He searched her apartment, opening drawers, cabinets and closets. He picked up her purse and put the things he wanted in it- jewelry, rent money she stashed in a kitchen drawer, and her address book, he might visit another cheerleader or two. The pain in Amys' head brought her around. Her eyelids fluttered open and she grunted. She screamed when she saw her wrists tied over her head and started to squirm and twist. She let out another muffled scream of frustration and terror then lowered her head, tears dripped onto the sheet under her. When she tasted the vile gag in her mouth her stomach started to turn over. She swallowed the spit that had pooled in her mouth along with the bile in her throat. She forced herself to not vomit. He dropped her purse by the back door and walked to the bedroom.
"Good your awake bitch, we can start now. Amy raised her head and begged with her eyes. moaning noise escaped her packed mouth." He sat on the side of the bed, Amy shook her head and cried as he ran his hands up her legs to her butt. She cried harder as he sliced off her panties, then she screamed as her shirt was ripped up the back. Sobbing she felt the ruined shirt pushed up her arms to her wrists. Amy wept as she felt a hand between her legs. He slipped one then a second finger inside her cunt. Gently he moved his fingers "Come on sweetness." he cooed," Moisten up for me."
Amy groaned then jerked when he found her clit. Crying she felt her body start to betray her. "Cry all you want slut, if it makes you feel better. Your cunt is getting wet, you love it, don't you?" Amy screamed and shook her head. He pulled his fingers out and stood up. She watched him strip then closed her eyes as he got on the bed between her legs. Amy grunted as he shoved his cock into her pussy, "Tight warm and wet a great cunt." he said. Then twenty hard brutal strokes later he froze and emptied his balls into her. Sobbing, Amy felt the hot goo fill her up. When he pulled out, his cum mixed with her fluids leaked out of her and pooled between her tied open legs. He patted her ass and said "That was just a get to know you fuck, the real fun will start in a hour." She screamed as let the room....
She stopped twisting and turning, the wire bit deeper into her wrists. Amy wailed into the foul tasting gag in her mouth, then watched him enter her bedroom. He jerked the pillows from under her belly, then cut her ankles free. "Turn over." he said. Smack! his hand came down on her right butt cheek. "TURN NOW YOU CUNT!" he yelled. SMACK! another blow to her ass and she flipped over. "Legs apart." Amy opened her legs a little. "All the way you stupid cheerleader, split for me." Crying she moved her feet out and up, forming a upside down T. He tied her ankles to the mattress handles then climbed between her legs. As she groaned and gasped he ran his hands over the insides of her legs. He ran his fingers along the edges of the thin stripe of thick red hair over her pussy. "Nice bikini line." he whispered. Amys' face reddened as he moved his hands up her sides. She jerked to her left and squealed when his fingers ran up her right armpit. She jerked the other way when he stroked her left armpit. "Nice and smooth, not a bit of stubble." Ticklish?"
He worked her from side to side enjoying her mewling protests. When he finished tickling her she was crying and gasping. She thought of how her best friend Jordan had talked her into going to the laser treatment center. First they had thier underarm hair removed, then a month later they had their pubic hair reduced, Amys' to a thin rectangle, Jordan's' to small triangle. Now for the first time she regretted it. She returned to reality when she felt him enter her. He slowly shoved in and out raping her with slow steady strokes. Amy grunted each time he pushed into her. For twenty minutes he slow fucked her, until he froze and emptied his balls once again inside her. He pulled out and laid there, his mouth finding one tit then the other. Ahter sucking and biting her nipples to hardness he got of Amy and walked to her living room, she heard the TV volume rise. Amy looked at the ceiling and wondered, when, when would it end...
The morning sun shining thru the glass doors was warm on his face as he slept on her sofa. Slowly he woke, stretching and yawning. The vcr clock said it was 8AM. He walked down the hall to the bedroom. Amy was still tied to the bed, legs wide open, but a large wet spot was between her legs. Her bladder had let go during the night. "That's ok." he said climbing between her legs," Happens sometimes." Red faced she looked at him as he slipped his cock into her getting a nice groan in return. He fucked her hard for a half hour, finally pulling out and moving up to spew on her face. The thick globs of go ran down her face onto the sheet under her.
"Nothing like pussy in the morning." he quipped as he left her there crying quietly. Sitting in her kitchen he sipped his second cup of coffee. He was startled by a knock on the door. He walked over and looked thru the peephole. "Wow" he thought at the sight of a young brunette. He went to the bedroom grabbed his bag and knife and went to the door. Jordan fumbled for her key ring, then using the key Amy gave her opened the dead bolt. He stood behind the door waiting as she opened it. "Hello." she said "I'm early." As she stepped in he shoved the door closed and was on her. Jordan found herself pinned against the wall a hand clamped on her mouth, a blade under her chin. "Do what your told or die." She closed her eyes and nodded. "Drop the purse." Jordan slipped it off her shoulder to the floor. He took his hand away from her mouth. "Please don't hurt me I'll do what you want." "Stand still, bitch." He moved back. "Hands behind you ,NOW!" Jordan crossed her wrist and then started to babble when he tied them. "Please, oh God no not tight, please Amy what did you do god it hurts Amy where."
He cut her off by jerking the hair on the back of her head . 'Open wide, you stupid bitch," "No please I'll keep quiet please." He pulled harder. She cried out then opened her mouth. Jordan grunted a loud MMMMPPHHHFFHH as her mouth was stuffed with a washcloth. He wrapped tape around her head as he had done to Amy. Then he stood back and looked at the terrified coed. Jordan stood trembling, five foot five, one hundred ten pounds, a curvy 34D-24-34. She wore a pale blue tank top, cut off denim shorts and white tennis shoes and ankle socks. "Want to see your friend?" he asked. Jordan nodded her head. He grabbed her right upper arm and took her down the hall. Jordan screamed when she saw Amy. Tied to the bed her legs wide open, Jordan couldn't believe her eyes. Amy raised her head, garbled noises escaped her gag. he grabbed Jordan by her hair and said "Let's go get better acquainted." Jordan screamed as she was dragged out. Amy cried for her friend but also because her legs were cramping from being open for so long. He stood Jordan by the sofa and brought out his knife. "Ok cunt, let's unwrap you." Jordan screamed as her tank top was sliced off....
Jordan stood still as her tank top way cut away and dropped on the floor. She closed her eyes and whimpered as he slipped her bra straps off her shoulders. He ran his hand over the tops of her breasts and watched her suck her stomach back. He cut the bra straps and as Jordan shifted her weight from foot to foot, cut the material between her bra cups. The ruined bra fell to the floor and her grapefruit sized breasts jiggled then settled on her chest. She groaned and a tear leaked from her left eye as he lifted and squeezed one tit then the other. "Great jugs, bitch." he whispered, "Your more stacked than that redheaded whore." Her dark pink nipples hardened at his touch. She twisted and squirmed as he unbuttoned her denim shorts. Jordan whimpered as she felt his hand slip into her panties, over the small triangle of hair and onto her pussy. She gasped when he shoved two fingers inside her. Slowly in and out her worked his fingers, Jordan shook her head and cried groaning, "NUGHUHHHH." Jordan opened her eyes then screamed, "NUHEEUH NUEEEUH!" when he renmoved his hand and jerked her shorts and panties down her legs to her feet. He removed her shoes and socks then her panties and shorts.
Naked, tied and gagged, Jordan begged with her eyes as he looked her up and down. Unlike her pale skinned friend, Jordan had a nice medium tan, except for the triangles of white where her bikini covered her. "Nice tan lines." he said running his fingers along her waist. Her face flushed red. He turned her around to face the sofa. "Bend over, bitch." he said pushing her between her shoulder blades. With tears running down her cheeks she bent over and waited. "Open up." he hissed and kicked her feet. She spread her legs and sobbed as her ankles were tied to the feet of the sofa. "Don't go away ." he said patting her upturned ass. He left her there crying and went to the bedroom.
He cut Amys' legs free, she groaned as she slowly closed her legs. He cut her wrists free, flipped her over and retied her wrists behind her. "UP CUNT!" he barked. She stood on shaking legs and was dragged into the living room. He sat her in a chair facing the sofa and retied her crossed ankles. From where Amy was sitting she could see the top half of Jordan's' bent over body, her head resting on the sofa cushion. She watched him walk behind Jordan and put his hands on her ass. SMACK! his hand hit her right butt cheek. Jordan screamed and raised her head. Jordan's' eyes locked on Amys' eyes as she was spanked. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! her ass turned crimson. She blubbered, tears poured down her cheeks. Amy sat staring horrified at the sight. Her best friend was to be spanked and raped in front of her. Jordan screamed "NUH! NUH! NUH!" and shook her head as her ass cheeks were opened. She howled as his cock speared her anal ring then she blacked out. Amy closed her eyes but couldn't escape the groaning noise of the rapist or the creaking of the sofa.... |
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