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Michelle sat at her desk and stretched. One more hour and this Saturday would be over. She’d get home and get a chance to get some decent sleep for the first time in a day and a half.
She had been out of town on Friday when work called with an emergency. She had enough time to change into a pair of sweats and run out the door.
What stank was that she was alone in the office now. Her boss had dropped in, given her instructions, and flew out the door. He insisted he called and told her about he leaving her alone. Appointment he could not miss. Michelle grunted in disgust, heaven forbids that his Saturday was ruined. Bloody bastard, she thought.
Michelle felt her eyes getting heavy. She was not going to make it this way. Maybe a thirty-minute nap would make her feel better.
She sat back in her chair and closed her eyes.
She awoke to a hand clamped over her mouth and a knife at her throat…
The hand belonged to the Man that had been stalking Michelle for three weeks now.
He had seen her coming out of her office and his desire for her made him follow her home. Michelle was a small brunette with curves and a fantastic round behind. She always dressed in immaculate dresses and hose and the thought of raping her obsessed him.
Saturday was going to be the day. Michelle always stayed home every other Saturday and the Man had already laid out the plans for the day. In his gear bag he had his digital camera, and assorted other “goodies” he was going to try out on Michelle. He would make it a day she would never forget.
He had broken into her small house early that Saturday morning to find her gone. He saw the hastily tossed suitcase in the bedroom, but no Michelle.
The Man was pissed. He was about to toss the bedroom in anger when the phone rang and the answer machine picked it up:
“Michelle, I forgot to tell you I have an appointment this morning so when you get to the office, I will have to leave. Sorry I have to leave you alone. Hope you get this message before you leave…”
The Man smiled. Yes, catch her at the office. But she probably did not get a chance to dress properly. He quickly went through her drawers and closet, collected what he needed, and left to catch Michelle at the office.
Michelle’s eyes went wide with fear as she stared down at the knife. This was not happening. This was a bad dream.
The voice in her ear confirmed that she was about to live through a nightmare.
“Do what I say, Michelle and I won’t kill you. Now stand up and do not do any thing stupid.”
Michelle stood. The Man wrapped his hands around her waist from behind. The knife lay on her chest.
“You better leave,” said Michelle in a shaky voice. “ My boss will be back any minute.”
The Man kissed Michelle’s neck. “Your boss left you alone for the day, My Dear Michelle. It is just you and me.”
“How…please don’t hurt me.” Tears started to flow down her cheeks.
“I won’t hurt you unless you do something stupid.” The Man ran the knife across Michelle’s cheek and neck. “You are going to behave? Aren’t you, Michelle.”
“Yes…yes. Just don’t hurt me.” Michelle could feel the knife on her neck.
The Man kissed Michelle cheek and pushed her away from him. “ Good girl. Now strip. I want you naked.”
Michelle hesitated. The Man slapped Michelle across her face.
“MOVE, CUNT! UNDRESS!”
Sobbing, Michelle took off her clothes. The Man felt his breathing quicken at the sight of her body being exposed to him. Felt his manhood grow stiff. Must control myself, he thought.
Once naked, Michelle tried to cover herself with her hands. The Man slapped them away.
“Put your hands on top of your head.”
Michelle obeyed. The Man stepped forward and ran his hands over her body. Michelle cried and moaned as the Man molested her. He sucked and pinched her nipples. Stood behind her and spread her ass cheeks then spanked her.
Michelle stepped away from the Man’s abusing hand and was instantly yanked back by her hair.
“Stay still, cunt. You move when I tell you.”
Michelle stood still as the Man took pictures of her from the front and then from behind.
“God, you are sexy. Bend over at the waist, Michelle.”
A humiliated Michelle obeyed and she saw the flash of the camera from the corner of her eye. This was it now. Her Rape was coming. She tensed her body for her violation.
The Man kneeled behind her, spread her legs, and put his mouth on Michelle’s clit.
Michelle gasped. She loved when this was done to her. But she was being raped, she could not like this.
“Please...stop. Please don’t do this,” begged Michelle as she felt her body reacting to her rapist tongue.
The Man pushed his finger inside Michelle as his mouth worked her clit. Michelle gasped, moaned, and cried out.
“OH GOD. STOP. PLEASE STOP. NO!”
Michelle came, her vagina walls tighten around her rapist finger. She had come for her rapist. Shame overwhelmed her.
The Man stood and took a deep breath. He so wanted to take her sweet pussy right now. She’s not ready, he thought. Calm yourself.
“Stand up and put your hands on your hand again.”
Michelle obeyed. “Please leave me. I won’t say anything.”
The Man reached into his gear bag and tossed Michelle a pair of tan pantyhose.
“Put these on, then put your hands back on your head.”
Michelle took the hose and looked at them. The Man smiled.
“The will fit, Michelle. I took them for your house this morning. Now dress for me.”
Michelle pulled the pantyhose on chilled to the bone with the fear that this Man knew everything about her. That he had gone to her home to rape her. That he had taken her clothes and brought them here. It was overwhelming, and terrorizing.
After she had slid on the hose and returned her hands to her head, the Man took pictures of her front and back.
He handed her a bra from the bag and had her put that on. Followed by pictures.
Next was her short blue summer dress. Michelle wiggled into it and endured the pictures. She felt like a helpless Barbie doll.
The Man walked behind Michelle and bound her wrists with a scarf. Michelle cried off from pain.
“Don’t kill me. Please. I’ll be good. Don’t…MMMMMF!”
The Man shoved Michelle’s panties in her mouth and secured them with another scarf.
“Stay still, Michelle,” ordered the Man as he took more pictures of her. He put his camera away, pulled Michelle to her desk and lifted her on it. He spread her legs, lifted her skirt, ripped open the crotch of her pantyhose and drove his cock into her.
Michelle screamed into her gag as the Man pounded her pussy with hard fast strokes.
“I love you, Michelle,” whispered the Man in Michelle’s ear. “You are so sexy. You are all mine.”
Michelle cried and moaned. The Man violated her hard and fast, then came inside her.
Michelle sobbed. She felt her rapist semen fill her. The thoughts of pregnancy filled her head. Oh God let this be over.
The Man pulled out, pulled Michelle off the desk and turned her around. Her bent Michelle face down on the desk, lifted her skirt, and took more pictures of her.
His hands touched and caressed her ass. He felt his cock stiffen again. “You have a fantastic ass, Michelle. I bet a lot of men have wanted to touch you ass.”
The Man tore open Michelle’s pantyhose more, spread her ass cheeks, and shoved his stiff cock into her anus.
Michelle screamed from the pain. He raped her ass with slow strokes this time. Enjoying her tight ass and her cries of pain. Michelle was the entire woman he though she would be and more.
He came inside Michelle’s ass with a loud scream of triumphant and pain. He had taken Michelle.
He untied Michelle and had her strip off her clothes and returns them to his gear bag. He took pictures of her stripping.
A naked Michelle sat in her chair sobbing. The Man kneeled in front of her, turned his face to him, and kissed her. He put his knife on her throat.
“I want you to remember how I loved you today, Michelle, but remember that it must be our secret.”
The Man ran the knife across her throat. Michelle froze in fear.
“I know where you live. I can find you and dispose of you if you share our secret. Do we understand each other?”
“Yes. Please don’t kill me.”
“Then keep our love secret and I won’t.” The Man kissed Michelle gathered his gear bag and left.
When Michelle was sure he was gone, she dressed and rushed home. She was going to call the cops and have this Man arrested for violating her.
She arrived home to a house in shambles. Her bedroom was thrown to the floor. Kitchen smashed. Living room full of glass. On the dining room table was a single red rose with a note. Shaking, Michelle picked up the note and read it:
My Love Michelle,
A little warning about keeping secrets. I could have been waiting for you when you got home. Loving you on the bed appeals to me, but I do not want to mar our special time together.
Keep our secret and you keep your life.
Love,
Your Rapist Lover.
Michelle fell to the floor and cried.
She kept her secret. |
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TODAY'S FREE RAPE STORY |
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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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