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It was not her day to open the store, thinks Janet as she turns the key in the lock and walks into large woman's boutique she owned. It was part of the local "downtown" re-vitalization, which meant it was corner building with small windows practically hidden from the street. In other words: cheap rent.
In spite of the poor location, Janet's business did well because she catered to BBW ladies like herself. With a pretty face and dark hair Janet stood 5'5" tall and wore a size 16. She worked hard at finding nice clothes for her customers and prided herself in her own appearance wearing a nice knee length skirt, nylons and blouse.
She was dressed like this even though it was not her day to do the morning inventory. That should be Michele's job, the twenty-year-old she had hired a year ago. A good kid, big and pretty (like herself she thought) and dependable. That is why she was here this morning because Michele had called and asked her to cover the first part of the morning (the inventory) promising she'd be there by nine.
Janet, ever the pushover, agreed. She liked Michele and SHE was the owner and a little extra work was expected.
What was not expected was the hand that clamped over her mouth and the knife to her throat. Her attacker pushed her into the store and turned her back toward the door.
"Lock the door, bitch."
With a trembling hand, Janet put the key in the lock and turned it. She was now locked in with the Big Girl Rapist…
The Big Girl Rapist had been tracking blond Michele for the last three weeks. Curvy with large breasts and a bubble ass (those asses always drove him crazy), he had found her on one of his exploring trips through Big Girl clothing stores. They were perfect hunting grounds for victims.
Since the shop she worked in was somewhat secluded, he decided to take her in there. Besides, there was bound to be some sexy clothing he could force her to wear for him.
He knew this was the day she came in earlier. This was the day she became his rape victim.
But the other fatty--the owner Janet-- showed up. Not that she was not bad looking, but he WANTED the blonde one. He started to back off to return next week, but the combination of anticipation and anger of his missing prey made him move forward and grab Janet.
The Big Girl Rapist dragged Janet to the rear of the store. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, knife still pressed against her throat.
"Where is the blonde fatty?" He growled in her ear.
"…I don't know, " said Janet her eyes wide with fear from the knife at her throat and the hardness she felt pressing against her bottom.
" I am the only one…OWWW!" Janet screamed in pain as the Big Girl Rapist yanked her hair.
"You are pissing me off, Fat Janet. " He smiled. "Surprised I know your name? I have been watching you and that blonde Michele. Now, WHERE IS SHE?"
"What are you going to do to her?" Janet was scared, but she was not going to give up Michele…yet.
The Big Girl Rapist pushed his hips forward so Janet could really feel his hardness. Janet cried out in fear.
"That should answer your question. Now, if you don't tell me where Michele is I am going to rape and kill you right now."
The Big Girl Rapist scraped his knife across Janet's neck. She closed her eyes.
"She'll be here in an hour." Tears leaked from her eyes.
The Big Girl Rapist kissed her neck. "Good Fat Janet. Now I am going to make you comfortable and, if you are a good girl, you can watch me rape your employee."
The Big Girl Rapist's idea of "comfortable" was binding Janet's hands behind your back with duct tape, a gag consisting of a pair of panties off one of her shelves secured with duct tape, and being pushed face down on the floor. Tears flowed freely as she prayed Michele would forgive her for betraying her.
Another part of her was glad that this rapist wanted Michele and not her. The idea of being raped was one of her greatest fears. It was the "trooper next to you getting the bullet" principal. That principle was now Janet's reality, as she lay helpless on the floor.
The Big Girl Rapist spent the next five minutes picking out a nice outfit for Michele to wear for him. Counting the ten it took to tie Fat Janet, he still had forty-five minutes to wait.
The Big Girl Rapist walked over to Fat Janet and looked down at her. He admired her nylon-covered legs and the bulge that was her ass under her skirt.
He kneeled at her feet and pulled off her heels. Janet thrashed at his touch. He slapped her hard across her ass.
"Stay still Fat Janet. I have time to kill and you are going to help me."
Janet screamed into her gag as she felt his hands rub her legs and move toward her crotch. She was about to get the bullet, before Michele did.
"God, I love big women," said the Big Girl Rapist as his hands lifted up her dress. He took a sharp intake of breath as he saw her bubble ass.
For Janet, it was her worst nightmare. She felt her legs pulled apart and her hose pulled down. She felt the weight of his body as he mounted her and spread her ass cheeks apart. She screamed, try to fight, but when she felt the stabbing pain as his cock entered her anus, she just lay there and wept.
The Big Girl Rapist sodomized Fat Janet with hard strokes taking out his pent up frustration out on her. Her ass was big, sexy and tight.
"Bet you never had it in the ass, Fat Janet," he said as he raped her. "So good…."
He thrust forward and came inside Fat Janet's ass. He lay on top of his newest rape victim enjoying the muffled sounds of her weeping. He looked at his watch. Fifteen more minutes until Michele arrived, time to get ready…
As the Big Girl Rapist was finishing with Janet, Michele was just leaving her home. Just enough time to make it, but not enough to change into the dress and hose Janet preferred her to wear at work. But she had nice slacks and a blouse that would placate her.
She hated the idea of being late, but they dropped that early test on her at school. Janet was so cool about that stuff.
And Janet made her feel good. She insisted that Michele dress nice. Look good despite her size. Be proud she wore a size 16.
She was smiling as she unlocked the door of the shop. She stopped smiling as she saw Janet in a chair, gagged, with a man standing behind her with a knife at her throat.
"Lock the door, Michele or Fat Janet dies," said the man with the knife.
Michele obeyed.
"Good Fatty. Now, move forward and stand in front of Fat Janet."
"Don't hurt her," said Michele as she slowly moves forward.
The Big Girl Rapist laughed. " I already hurt her. Worry about me slicing her open."
Michele could see Janet's eyes: full of fear and shame. What had that bastard done to her?
She got her answer right away.
"Strip naked, Michele," ordered the Big Girl Rapist.
Michele hesitated. The Big Girl Rapist put the point of the knife under Janet's chin.
"Do it or she dies. That should be simple even for a dumb blonde like you. NOW STRIP!"
Tears flowed down Michele's face as she began to take off her clothes.
"Everything off My Fatty Michele. Let me see the body I have wanted for a month." The Big Girl Rapist licked his lips as Michele took off her clothes.
When her bra came off, and she was totally naked, the Big Girl Rapist tossed Michele a package. It was tan pantyhose.
"Put those on. "
The Big Girl Rapist moaned with pleasure as he felt his cock grow watching Michele wiggle into the pantyhose. With her big hanging tits, belly, and bubble ass, Michele was his image of his dream girl, an image of the perfect rape victim.
One more item to make his Dream Girl complete. He tossed her a short red nightie. With out orders, Michele put it on.
"Let us go, please, Mister. Don't hurt us," begged Michele as she finished putting on the nightie.
The Big Girl Rapist stepped from behind Janet, grabbed the back of Michel's head, and forced her to kiss him. His hands moved over her body, touching, grabbing, and squeezing her body. He pulled her close from behind and ground his crotch against her sexy bubble ass.
"You are mine now, Michele. All mine."
He kneeled in front of Michele and buried his face into her crotch. He put his hands on her ass and pulled her to his lips to her clit. He sucked her clit through the pantyhose.
Michele cried, begged and moaned. Moaned with pleasure. Shame filled her and she looked over at Janet. Janet her friend. Looked to Janet for some kind of solace through this living nightmare.
All Michele saw were eyes filled with hate. Hate of her…
Janet watch with malicious pleasure as the bastard began his rape of Michele. The burning in her ass blunted any sympathy for what Michele was going through. The blood she felt seeping out of her anus and into her panties made her hate Michele. It was her fault she had been raped. Her fault her worst nightmare had come true.
So when Michele came for their rapist Janet was pleased to hear the cry of shame from her. Happy as their rapist pulled her to the floor ripped open her hose and raped her. Michele let out a scream of agony as their rapist rammed into her.
The Big Girl Rapist pounding Michele's pussy hard and fast. It was tight and all that he had hoped for. But it was time for one more thing…
If Janet was happy when their rapist rammed his hard cock into Michele's pussy, she was ESTATIC when he rolled her on her face, pulled down her hose, and slowly pushed his cock into anus. Yes, she thought as Michele howled in pain, feel what that bastard did to me.
Michele's ass was tight and The Big Girl Rapist took his time entering her. He clamped his hand over her mouth and stroked in and out of her ass until her sprayed into her. He enjoyed the moan of pain and humiliation as Michele felt his cum fill her ass.
The Big Girl Rapist pulled off Michele's nightie and 'hose, gathered up the rest of Michele's clothes and put them into a shopping bag. He tied her hands behind her back and gagged her like he did Fat Janet.
The Big Girl Rapist went to Fat Janet and removed her gag. Fat Janet took in a welcome fresh breath of air.
"Did you enjoy the show, Fat Janet?" His hands gripped Janet's breasts.
Janet did not answer. The Big Girl Rapist slapped her.
"ANSWER ME, FAT JANET."
"YES I DID. I AM GLAD YOU HURT HER. IT IS HER FAULT YOU RAPED ME…" Janet screamed. She began to sob.
"I thought so." With that, The Big Girl Rapist pushes Janet to the floor, rips open her dress and pantyhose and rapes her.
Janet screams, but The Big Girl Rapist clamps a hand over her mouth as he enters her.
"Enjoy, this Fat Janet," he whispers as he strokes in and out of her pussy.
Janet goes limp. Whatever sense of mind she had ended when he entered her. She was an empty shell and barely felt the his spray of cum into her abused pussy…
The Big Girl Rapist left his two victims on the floor of the shop. One is sobbing while the other is catatonic. He locks the door with Michele's keys and tosses them down the next sewer drain he sees as he walks away.
It had been a good morning, now to find a little lunch…. |
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Tim had been watching Kaytie for a while. With that beautiful body of hers, who wouldn't want to look? 5'10", and all legs. Her red hair bounced teasingly against her ass, and her 36d tits bounced when she walked. She was still soo young. So fresh, and so beautiful. He had been watching her, but was afraid of how to approach her.
She knew he'd been watching. She did things on purpose now. She'd walk past him in the office, barely brushing her round ass against his crotch as she "scooted" past him. Once she felt him pop a hard on right as her ass touched him. He was putty in her hands! But she didn't want him. He was too shy. She liked the aggressive type, the kind that would grab a girl from behind and shove his hardon right up against her, letting her know that he was admiring her and that his body was hot for her. But Tim wasn't that kind of guy, and she knew that. Besides, she was having way too much fun teasing him
Finally, Tim snapped. The teasing, the short little skirts, the too tight shirts. He HAD to have her. And something just snapped. He became a totally different person. He'd become sexually aggressive and at first, it frightened him. His girlfriend left him because he had raped her mercilessly in every hole. He felt bad to lose her... but sexually he was hotter than ever. He knew Kaytie would never see it coming. But he had to make a plan. He HAD to rape her and teach her a lesson.
He started searching around on the net. Reading rape fantasy stories to get ideas. Then he came across a story that involved breaking a woman, and making her a sex slave to a mans every will. He nearly came in his pants when he read that idea. And he knew that's what he wanted Kaytie to be. His to rape, his to abuse, his to dress as he wanted, his to use... a little fuck toy. HIS little fuck toy... He decided he'd approach her aggressively for dinner... if she accepted, he'd take the plan from there
A few weeks later they sat there at dinner together. His house was decorated nicely for her arrival. Some candle light, soft rock music floating through the background, and the smell of his famous cooking. He brought her plate out to her, smiling kindly as he laid it infront of her, pushing her wine glass towards her and telling her to drink. She did, and he smiled even bigger. She didn't know what was in her drink, or on her food, she was completely oblivious that she was being drugged... It was perfect! After about an hour, she was having trouble staying awake. He watched her take two more drinks and finally she slumped over in her chair.
He picked her up and took her upstairs to "their room." It was a large spare bedroom, in the center was a nice large bed, fitted with links for the cuffs he would tie her up with, and a hoist above the bed. On either side of the bed there were various gags, plugs, and toys that he would definately use on her once she was broken. That is.. if she was good. In a small closet, hidden in the wall of the room there was his favorite "toys." The whips, chains, piercing devices, and other items to inflict total pain upon her. He was determined to break her simply by raping her... but if she needed a little more convincing, those toys would come in handy. He loved the way the whip cracked through the air, and planned on using it a lot.
Laying her on the bed, he slowly stripped the skin tight clothing off of her. God she was incredible!!! Those beautiful pale tits raising off her chest, capped by those rosey red nipples, hard as rocks. He then pulled down her skirt. No panties, what a whore! He saw then that she truthfully was a redhead. Her thick red whisps shaved into the shape of a diamond over her cunt.
"That'll have to go" he thought. He hated pubic hair, he himself had none. He then stretched her arms above her head, her tits sticking out even farther and jiggling, making his cock stir in his pants. He leaned over and licked at those delicious nipples, biting each of them hard. He then tied her hands to the bed using leather covered metal cuffs. Her repeated the action with her legs, securing them with tighter cuffs. He knew he was going to make her pussy hurt, and she'd want to close her legs, he planned on making her work for it.
When he had finished she was stretched across the mattress, her pubic hair glistening from the wetness on her cunt. He shoved a couple of fingers up inside her. Sure enough, she was soaked. He pulled the fingers out and licked them clean, going to his closet and pulling out a leather belt. Folding it, he smacked it down onto her exposed pussy extremely hard, the belt splitting her lips and landing right on her clit.
"OAAAHHHHOO- OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!" she screamed as she was awakened in the most violent of ways. She groggily looked up to him. "What are you doing!?! Tim! Untie me NOW! LET ME GO!!!!!!!!!" Kaytie was screaming at the top of her lungs. Thank god he had sound proofed the room. He had thought of everything.
"Hell no you stupid cunt! Just lay there and shut the fuck up or i'll smack it again! You're gonna get raped just like I know you want to. You want to feel my hard cock shoving up in that tiny cunt. And you know what I'm gonna do after i rape your cunt? I'm gonna stick my cock in your other holes too. I'm gonna have you so full of cum you won't know what to do. And you won't be able to do anything, because you're going to be my slave, and you'll do what I want you to do!" He chuckled as she squirmed and grunted against the restraints.
With an evil look in his eye he brought the belt back down onto her pussy very hard. She screamed, and his cock twitched. He loved those screams, and knew he'd hear more of them. Slowly, he crawled up between her legs, petting her sore pussy. It looked so red and swollen, both from the spanking and from how horny she had gotten. She was struggling, but she loved this!
He slowly pulled down his khaki pants, revealing his huge bulge pressing against his tight boxer briefs. What no one in the office had known was how big Tim really was. He was at least 10 inches long and a good 3 inches wide. He was HUNG! Kaytie looked at his cock, licking her lips, letting her total embarassment be overriden by the site of his beautiful cock. He looked up at her, feeling the heat rising from her pussy. He slammed his hand down onto it again and pulled down and off his boxers and pants. Climbing back up onto the bed, he positioned himself between her legs and she started to beg for him to stop.
"Ohh Tim! You can't shove that monster into me!!! It won't fit! You'll tear me apart! PLEASE NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" He shoved it in, ignoring her pleas, ramming his full length into her, grinning as his balls smacked her ass. "OHHH OHHHH OWWWWWW OHHH GOD OH GOD TAKE IT OUT TIM!!!!!!!!! OH GOD PLEASE!!!! AAAAHHHH" He began to fuck her mercilessly just like he had raped his girlfriend weeks before. Her pussy was tight as a glove, he looked down and began flicking her clit as he thrust deep into her.
"Ohh yah you cunt, you like this dont you? I know this is what you've wanted. You've wanted my nice hard cock ramming up inside you. Just imagine how much fun it's gonna be when i rape you up the ass! You're going to be my sex slave Kaytie. I'm going to do this to you every night!!!!"
She whimpered and struggled, occasionally screaming as his cock shoved up against her cervix. Her thrashing just turned him on more. He reached over to the table next to the bed and grabbed three alligator clips. She looked up at him, shaking her head and screaming as he placed the first one on her still hard nipple. It bit in, tearing at her precious flesh. Just to get his point across he yanked on it, loving the way it made her pussy clamp even tighter. He then applied the second clamp, taking the chain attaching them and hooking it up to the hoist above their head. He hit the button and watched as her tits started to stretch away from her body. Her blood curdling screams and the look on her face were almost too much for him, but he controlled himself, waiting for the next trick he had in his bag.
He took the third clip, and got a second smaller clip. He took the both of them and at the same time attached them to her clit. The clamping of her pussy was intense. He wanted to shoot his load right then and there, but he held back, attaching the chain to the hoist and listening to her beg. As he hit the button her nipples stretched even farther from her chest and her clit began to rise from her body. The clenching in her pussy was so much that he couldn't stand it, he shot his load deep inside of her. Making her cry out in shame. He smiled at her, flicking at her nipples and clit as he pumped her full of cum. he pulled out of her slowly, making sure he kept some cum in his cock, he lifted up and shot a bit on her clit then brought his cock up to her face, covering it in their combined juices and his sticky cum. He looked down into her pain stricken eyes, watching her chest heaving as she tried to control her breath and her movements.
"I came in you Kaytie, and i know you're not on the pill. You know what that means? You'll be my pregnant little slut! A pregnant sex slave... how does that sound Kaytie? Hmm?" She looked up at him and spit at him. He pushed the button and the clamps literally lifted her off the bed, causing her screams to become even louder. "Ohh you think you're gonna be screaming now?" He chuckled "Just you wait.. I think i need to shove something in that noisey mouth of yours. I like your whimpers, but not those nasty screams." He grabbed a gag from the side of the bed and shoved it in her mouth, listening to her delicous protests. He disconnected the clamps, rubbing her most private parts and bringing the blood flow back to them, making her scream even louder.
He put a loop of fabric around her waist and used the hoist to lift her body up so he could access her tiny puckered asshole. He looked at it, sliding a finger across it. He knew he didn't want to stretch it with his fingers too much.. he wanted to make it as painful as possible. He slid up and put his cock at her ass. it was already lubed thanks to the cum still dripping from her gaping hole. With one thrust he shoved three inches deep inside of her. He felt her rip and he heard her muffled screams. And it just made him harder. He shoved in and out of her ass over and over, raping her with the full length of his monster cock. Finally, when he couldn't stand it anymore, he came, shooting his hot spunk all over the inside of her abused puckering hole. As he pulled out the cum slowly dripped after his cock, her hole so stretched he put two fingers inside and still had plenty of room to move them around. He looked at her and smiled, walking up to her and smacking her face with his still hard cock. Pulling out the gag, he looked to see if it had worked yet.
"Kaytie, have you had enough? Will you be my little fuck toy? Or do you need more convincing? Hmm? Do you wanna be my little whore forever?" She looked up at him and nodded. "I... I... I'll be yours Tim, just please, don't rape me anymore... I'll be your little whore, i promise... just no more sex tonight, please." He laughed at her. "Foolish girl, you're mine now. *I* decide when we want to have sex... you have no choice... now open up, my cock needs cleaned!" He shoved the full length of his cock into her mouth, His ball hit her chin as he felt his cock sliding deep in her throat. He fucked her throat rapidly. Her eyes welled with tears, her face turning blue from the lack of oxygen. He never let his cock leave her throat. Eventually, she started breathing through her nose and began to suck him. He looked down at her evilly, reaching to her face and smacking her hard before plugging her nose. With no air she began to struggle violently. Her struggles only encouraged him to fuck her face harder. Eventually she passed out. He came in her still convulsing throat a few seconds later, she woke up, choking on his cum. She swallowed every drop.
From that day, Kaytie and Tim were together. They were married last month and enjoy a fairly normal lifestyle on the outside. He's changed the way she dresses, and she talks to no other men at work. But when they get into the house, it's a total different story. |
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