Rape Stories.

Jack watched the house darkened as the lights went out one by one. He had been sitting behind the clump of bushes for about two solid hours waiting and hiding. Jack had just escaped from prison, he was convicted felon and had been sentence to prison for 20 years. He managed to scale the prison wall and run into woods. Jack had been running for 3 days, now all he wanted to do was rest. This farmhouse was alone and he would hide here for a few days.

Jack slowly crawled his way towards the house. He could not afford to be caught, as he did not have any weapons on him. The other problem he faced was that he did not who or how many occupants were in the house. Jack sneaked his way behind the house and into the kitchen. Jack slowly tried to pick the lock and to his surprise the door was opened. Jack step into the dark kitchen. Jack pulled out a match and lit it. The kitchen brightened and on the table was a long knife. Jack picked up the knife and began to ransack the kitchen. Soon he found a torch light and some ropes in one of the drawers.

Taking the torchlight he made his way out of the kitchen. The next room he found was the hall and dining room. In between this two was the stairs. Jack slowly made his way up the stairs. On the second floor there were 4 rooms. Two rooms were on the either side of him. Jack decided to check out the room on his left first. He slowly opened the door and peeped into the room. Luck was on his side as there was only a young girl about 17 asleep. Jack crept into the room.

Amy was sound asleep, when suddenly she felt something covering her mouth. She woke up with a start and she felt something against her throat.

" Now listen up bitch, I want you to be quiet. If you scream or make any noise I will gut you like a pig. Do you understand me "

Amy was afraid and only nodded. Jack slowly removed his hand from her mouth and asked her

" How many people are there in this house" .

In a whispery voice Amy replied " Just my parents and me" .

" Which is their room" Jack asked. Amy didn’t respond. Jack got angry by Amy’s silence.

He made a small nip on Amy’s shoulder, " Bitch you better answer me or the next cut will be bigger on your neck" .

" The opposite room" Amy whimpered.

" See that was hard was it. Now does your father have any guns?" Jack inquired.

" Yes, he keeps it in the study."

" Good now we will go and get it. Stand up" .

Amy got up from the bed. Amy now looked at Jack he was about 6 foot 2 inches and had long black hair with a goatee on his face. Jack tied her hands behind her back and pushed her

" You will lead me to the study. Walk slowly." Amy begins walking towards the study. After a few minutes Jack found the gun and it was loaded.

" Now bitch lets go wake your parents"

Jack walked quietly into the master bedroom with Amy in front of him. Once they were in Jack pulled Amy closed to him and turned on the lights. Rick and Kate were startled by the sudden brightness. As their eyes grew accustomed to light, they noticed a figure holding Amy with a gun to her head.

" Good day people, please stay calm and don’t make any noise or the sluts brain is going to be all over the wall." Jack growled.

" Please don’t hurt her" Kate pleaded.

" Take all the money you want but let my baby go." Rick begged.

" Look I have no intention of hurting anyone. Just cooperate with me and I will let you go." With this he threw a rope towards Kate.

" Tie your man up whore, I don’t want him to play hero. Make sure it is tight."

Kate turned and looked at her husband. Rick nodded at her. Picking up the rope Kate began tying Rick up.

" Tie his hand behind his back" commanded Jack. Kate followed as instructed.

" Now get up fucker. You to bitch. Start walking to the study." Once in the study Jack made Rick sit on a chair and made Kate tie him on it.

" Get your ass over here whore" Jack barked. Jack himself made sure the ropes were tight ands secure. Jack gagged him.

" Now ladies we shall go down stairs." Jack instructed them. They made their way to the kitchen.

" Now what’s your name slut" he pointed at Kate.

" Kate" she whispered.

" Kate I have been on the run from the cops for 3 fucking days, I am hungry. So why don’t move that sweet butt of yours into the kitchen and make something to eat and drink." Without hesitation Kate made her way to the kitchen.

From the table Jack begins to notice the girl. She was about 17 years old, black hair, nice pair of tits and great pair of legs.

Jack smiled and asked " What your name sugar and how old are you" .

Amy without looking up she answered " Amy and I’m 18 years old"

Jack admired her beauty for a while and turned his attention towards Kate. Kate was exactly like Amy only she had bigger breast.

" Hey Kate how old are you" Jack asked. Kate didn’t answer him. Jack smiled and moved closer to Amy.

Kate heard a slap and turn around. She saw Amy on the floor crying and Jack standing over her. Jack turn to face Kate,

" Now see what you made me do. Now answer my question slut"

" I’m 38 " Kate answered as she tried get to her child. Jack pushed Kate away

" Get your fucking cunt back to the kitchen or she will get it more worse." Kate made her way back to the kitchen crying. Jack pulled Amy up and moved her to a chair.

Half an hour later Kate had prepared his food. Kate watched him gobbled down his food. Kate decided to make small talk

" What’s your name" , she asked.

" Jack" came the reply.

" What did you do to run away from the police" pushed Kate.

" I broke out of jail." He did not even look up.

" Why were you in" Amy asked.

" Drugs" . ‘

" You can take anything you want but let us go" Kate begged again.

Jack stopped eating and slowly looked up. Kate saw his eyes were red as if it was on fire. Kate felt afraid; she had never seen anger like this. The look it self could have killed someone.

" Just shut that cock-sucking mouth of yours. Any more question and I will go up and waste your husband." Jack shouted.

Kate and Amy both kept quiet fearing him. The next 10 minutes was quite as they watched him eat. Once he was done he looked up at Kate and gave a chilling smile

" Get me some rope and two chairs" . Kate instantly got up and fetched them.

" Now lets go upstairs again." Jack commanded.

He got them into Amy’s room. " Place a chair here slut and sit on it. Amy sit on the bed." Jack instructed.

Jack tied up Kate to the chair. " What about Amy" asked Kate.

" She will be in the other room with me. To tell you the truth I haven’t been laid in 3 years so I just might fuck the shit out of here" Jack whispered into her ear and stuffed a cloth into her mouth.

Kate was in a shock. Jacked moved behind Kate and grabbed her breast and licked her neck,

" Sit here thinking what could happen to your daughter. Where will I be putting my dick? Sleep well" He laughed into her ear. Kate struggled in her chair.

Amy noticed Jack grabbing her mom’s melons but she acted like she didn’t see it. Jack pulled Amy of the bed and grabbed the chair, moved into the master bedroom. There he tied Amy to the chair and gagged her. Jack ran his hand against her check.

" Such a beautiful face" Jack complimented. Amy looked at the floor.

With a sudden move Jack grabbed the hem of T- shirt and ripped apart. Jack eyes fell upon those firm melons. He started to fondle them while Amy cried.

" Amy you have beautiful tits. I guess all the boys in school must be looking at the each time you walk. Jerking off thinking of this beauties." Amy just sobbed. Jack bends over and sucked on the nipples. He did this for a while.

Jack got up again " Are you a virgin" he asked Amy. She just cried.

Jack slapped her. " Why do you want me hurt you? Now are you a virgin bitch" he asked again. Amy nodded.

" Well a virgin. I guess after sucked your tits, your pussy must dripping. You want my dick deep in your cunt huh?" Amy just cried harder hearing him degrade her like a cheap whore.

" Sorry to disappoint you Amy but I have been running for 3 days without sleep. I just got to sleep. Tomorrow I promise." With Jack jumped on the bed and dozed off.

Jack woke up the next day around 11 a.m. The first thing he went for was his gun. Picking it up he looked at Amy. She was asleep on the with her T-shirt around her waste. Jack got up and moved towards her. He reached out and grabbed her nipple and twisted it. Amy woke screaming into the gag.

" Good morning virgin. Sleep well." Jack asked still holding on her nipple.

Jack began untie her from the chair. Jack got her up and removed the remain of her T-shirt. Jack moved towards the cupboard and ransacked the drawers. To his amazement he found a big dildo the drawer. Leaving it there he picked up a T-shirt and shut the drawer.

Jack untied Amy hands and took out the gag. He took her to the bathroom and told her to clean up. As Jack stood there by the door watching Amy brushed up. With a brave face she turn towards Jack

" Please close the door I need to pee."

Jack only smiled at her " No way honey. " Raising his gun he said, " Drop those pants slut and pee" .

With tears in her eyes Amy and took off her shorts. Sitting there pissing, Amy felt dirty and cheap. Looking up she saw Jack looking at her pussy. Noticing that Amy was looking at him, Jack made licking motion with his tongue and laughed.

" I know Amy your cunt is waiting to be stuff. I promise you will be stuffed." He burst laughing again.

Once Amy was done, Jack threw the T-shirt at her and told her to put in on. When she dressed up Jack gagged her and tied her onto the chair. Jack then went across the room and fetched Kate. The moment Jack took out the gag Kate cursed him,

" You son of a bitch what did you do to my daughter" .

" Why don’t you ask her yourself" Jack replied.

Forcing Kate up he pushed her into the master bedroom. Kate saw Amy tied onto the chair and ran towards her

" Oh my god Amy did he do anything to you" Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at her mom and she looked at Jack.

Jack pointed at the gun and her mother. Amy understood, she shook her head saying no. Jack pulled Kate up by her hair

" Get your cunt in the toilet and freshen up. Be out in 5 minute or then something will happen" .

He threw Kate back on threw floor. Kate rushed to the toilet and was out on time.

" Good. You are beginning to understand. Now I want some answers. First are you expecting anybody anytime for the next 3 days?

" No" Kate answered.

" The second is how far is your closes neighbor."

" Bout a mile" .

" Excellent. Now for my third question what will you do to stop me from fucking your daughter" . Jack said without missing a beat.

Kate face turned red with anger hearing that question. Looking up at Jack’s smiling face she wished she could kill him. Kate looked at sobbing Amy, her baby so young. Kate decided that she would do anything to prevent her by being ravaged by this beast.

" I am willing to do anything but how will I know that you will keep your word" Kate asked.

" Kate, I had her here the whole night and didn’t lay a finger one her. You saw her say no to your question."

" Alright fine. You have a deal" Kate agreed with heaviness in her voice.

Amy tried to protest knowing it was trick but all she could do was scream into the gag. Jack eyes twinkle with glee

" Good we have a deal. You do anything I want and will leave your daughter alone but there are only three strikes for you. The moment you displease me three times the deal is off."

With a quivering voice Kate asked what he wanted her to do first. Jack moved towards the bed and switched on the radio. He told her to do a striptease routine. Kate began dancing, swinging her hips to the as her hand began undoing the buttons on her shirt. Jack watched in anticipation. Then Kate stopped,

" Please get Amy out of here." she begged.

" Kate you are testing my patience. You will continue dancing and Amy will remain here. Anymore noise from you and I will fuck Amy and shoot your goddamn husband" screamed Jack.

Crying Kate continued with her dance. After undoing the last button, she pulled of her shirt and her tits were exposed, as she wore no bra. Jack told her fondled her tits as she dance. Kate complied with his order.

" Kate, I want you say that your are my slut.

" I’m… I’m your slut," cried Kate.

Amy could not believe her mother was being humiliated just to save her. Jack was hard as a rock and couldn’t wait any more, he told Kate to strip off. Jack to took off his cloths.and his dick popped out. For the first time in her life Amy had seen a penis. Jack penis was huge. It was about 9 inches long. Kate was stunned looking at his cock, her husband was only about 6 inches.

" I suppose you women never have seen dick this big" boasted Jack. " Well what are you waiting for come over here and suck me" commanded Jack.

Kate looked at Amy once more. She didn’t want suck him off (something she hated) in front Amy. Jack knew this, instantly he got up and walked towards Amy. Kate was not sure what he was going to do as she stood there watching. The moment Jack reached Amy he tore off her T-shirt and grabbed her breast hard making Amy wince in pain. Kate ran towards Jack and started hitting him. Jack turned and slapped Kate,

" Cunt your down by two strikes one more is all I need to rape this cunt. I will rape her so bad that her pussy will be ripped and I will sodomise until she will shitting blood for a month. This I swear. Now tell me you want to suck and swallow my cum Kate. Rubbing her check she got up and repeated what he said.

Grabbing Kate by her hair, Jack dragged her back the bed. He sat on the edge with Kate knelling in front him. Jack slapped Kate again and pushed her face into his groin. Kate automatically opened her mouth. Jack pushed her face all the way down. Kate was gagging as she tried to accustom her throat to his huge shaft.

Grabbing her head, Jack started moving it up and down. As she had never given anyone a blowjob before she tried her best to please him.

" Licked it like a lollypop cunt" Jack urged.

After sucking him for about 5 minutes, Jack began to cum. " Aaaaarhgggggg fuck bitch yeah! Suck my dick! Drink my cum!"

Pressing her face her face into groin he exploded into her throat. " Fuck bitch swallow every bit of it." Kate tried her best, as she couldn’t breath.

Jack kept coming and coming. Kate kept swallowing and trying to breathe at the same. Finally Jack stopped cumming and pulled out his limp dick. Due to lack of air Kate passed out. Seeing her mother pass out Amy tried to break the ropes to get to her.

" Awww are we jealous that mom got suck me off first." Jack mocked Amy. Amy could only cry.

Jack made his way to her and wiped his dick on her breast.

" Maybe you want a to get closer to see all the action. That I think I could do some thing about."

Several minutes later Kate woke up, there this taste in her mouth that made want to puke. She could feel cum on her chin and tried to wipe it with her hands. But she couldn’t move it. Kate realized that her was tied together above her head and her legs were tied eagle spread to the bedpost. Kate cried out when she notice that Amy was moved closer to the bed face. Amy was looking directly at Kate’s pussy.

" What the hell…….." Kate started to say but Jack cut her off.

" Before you utter another word remember you have one strike left." Kate just glared at him.

" Well I know this is surprise for you. It was for me to when your daughter tried to move the chair to get a closer look. I guess she does want to know about the birds and the bees being a virgin. Being a gentleman I had to help" Jack laughed.

" Taking from you passing out and I think you have never suck a dick before have you."

" No." Kate answered.

" How was your first time. Tell me it was great. Tell me you like the taste of my dick and cum."

" Yes it was great. Yes I love the taste of dick and cum" Kate screamed in frustration at being helpless.

" Well Amy your mother is nothing more then a cheap whore isn’t is" Jack mocked both of them.

Climbing on Kate chest Jack rubbed his dick all over Kate face. It took all of Kate’s self control to stop moving away.

" Well that’s how I like it. Now open up"

Kate opened her mouth again. Putting his dick in he told her to suck at slowly, play with it using her tongue. After several minutes, Jack was hard again. Pulling out of her mouth Jack placed his dick in between Kate’s breast. Grabbing her tits Jack squeezed them together and fucked her tits.

" Kate I want you to lick the tip off my dick when it come out the other side" Jack instructed.

Kate was now crying loudly but she did as he told her to. Jack fucked her breast for a short while.

" Ready for round two." Jack said as he began positioning himself in between her legs. Amy turn away not able to look.

" Amy don’t turn away. I want you look and if catch you turning away I will beat the crap out of your mom." Amy forced herself to look again.

" Kate I want you to keep you eyes open all the time" Jack commanded.

With that Jack drove his dick into Kate in one push.

" Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kate screamed in pain, as she was dry.

Jack was buried to hilt in her. He began fucking hard and fast only wanting to hurt her. Forcing herself to look Amy watched Jack’s dick make its way into her mother’s cunt. She watched her mother struggle in pain as the beast continued to pound away at her mother.

" Tell me you’re my slut and you want me cum in you" Jack forced Kate.

" I aah…. ahh am your owww slut …. oh ….god….ow…. please stop…. oww . I ah … ow…. want you … owww…. cum in me."

Jack stopped suddenly and pulled his dick all the way out and rammed it all back again. Kate just wished to die right now. She felt she was being ripped into two. Jack covered his mouth over Kate’s and forced to suck his tongue and he started squeezing Kate’s breasts hard.

Jack felt he about to cum, so he stopped before he came. Once the urge subsided he started pounding Kate again. Jack did this twice until he finally came in Kate. He finally collapsed on Kate. Kate was in a terrible amount of pain. Her cunt felt ripped. Her breast were aching from being squeezed.

" Well Kate how as it" Jack looked at her with a cynical smile.

Sobbing Kate replied " It … it was ……. fucking ….great." . Kate knew what je wanted to hear from her.

Amy was also cried blaming herself for her mother’s pain. Jack looked at the time it was 3 in the afternoon. Jack was tired and hungry. Jack pulled out from Kate’s cunt. He untied Kate and told her to clean up. Kate got up, she felt sore between her leg and she was hurting all over. She walked unsteadily towards the bathroom.

Jack heard her puke her guts out in the bathroom and then he heard the shower being turn on.

" You have ten minutes slut," Jack shouted at Kate’s direction.

Jack turn to Amy " Well did you enjoy your first lesson on fucking" .

Amy renewed hers struggle on her bounds. All she wanted to do was to kill this bastard.

Kate had the showerhead in her pussy trying to wash the sperm out. Kate did not want to carry the bastard child in her.

" You three minutes left" Jack reminded her. Quickly she stopped bathing and dried herself. Kate stepped out of the bathroom and started to pick up her clothes.

" You won’t need them " rang out Jack’s voice.

Jack picked up the rope and tied Kate’s hands up again, gagging her as well. He made sure that the women sat there facing each and another. Jack then made his way to the bathroom.

Amy looked at her mother and started to cry. Kate started crying too unable to comfort Amy. Both women sat there looking at each other feeling a sense of loss between them. Five minutes later Jack walked out

" Have you two women finished bonding" .

Jack grabbed his pants and guns. He then untied Amy from the chair but made sure her hands were tied. He then untied Kate and pulled off the gag.

" Please let Amy put on a shirt" Kate tried to plead.

" No. This will to remind you what will happen when you defy me" . They made they way down stairs.

" Kate go into the kitchen makes us some thing to eat and drink "

Kate did as she was told. Jack made Amy sit in the kitchen as he kept an eye on Kate. Within an hour Kate had a made sandwiches and coffee.

" Kate I want you eat first" Jack instructed.

" I’m not hungry" Kate replied.

Pointing his gun at Amy he repeated himself. Kate forced herself to eat. Once she wads done eating, Jack instructed

" Take out your daughter’ gag and feed her. I don’t want hear a word from you two and Kate make sure she eats."

Kate took out the gag and started to feed Amy. Amy was not hungry but she ate to prevent her mother from being hurt again. Kate wanted to speak to her child but couldn’t risk it.

Jack watched these two with a grin. Knowing they wanted to say something to each another and not able to was mental torture for them. Once Amy had finished eating 3 sandwiches and drinking coffee Jack gag her again. Jack reached for sandwich and started eating.

" Kate come here and kneel in front of me" Jack directed Kate.

Kate knelled in front of him. Jack told her to undo his pants and to suck his dick again. As Kate sucked on his dick, Jack ate heartily enjoying the warm sensation around his cock.

" Well Amy now you know why mom was not hungry. She wants my sperm in her belly. The only thing that will keep her full." Jack laughed.

After finishing his meal and drink, Jack turn his attention to Kate

" Stop Kate. That’s enough. Don’t get up. Sit right there and looked at me."

Grabbing his dick Jack began to masturbate it; soon he came all over Kate ‘s face. The sperm on her forehead, eyes, nose and mouth. Kate didn’t expect this. Kate tried to wipe it off with her hands but Jack stopped her. Telling her to leave on her face for a while.

" Well Amy you now how cum squirts outs from a man dick and what it looks like. You are lucky to have me teach you about the birds and bees." Jack laughed.

" O.K. Kate grab some sandwich and coffee it’s time to feed your husband. I think it’s time your husband saw your new make up" Jack zipped up his pants.

Kate looked at Jack with pleading eyes.

" Nope don’t give the those eyes. Won’t work but if you don’t want to no problem. After 3 years in prison I have enough cum in balls to paint your daughter’s face."

Hear this Kate got up like a bullet and picked up the sandwich. After tying Amy in the master bedroom, Kate and Jack walked to the study.

" Look at me Kate and listen good. I don’t want you to utter a word to him. He says what he wants to but not a word from you. You will also do what I ask you to or hubby gets another hole in his body. Do you understand."

" Yes" Kate whispered.

Rick heard the door open he was not sure who was it. He had heard his wife screams earlier and knew want had happen to her. Rick hoped his child was spared. As the brightness filled the dark room, Rick’s eyes were hurting. Once they were adjusted to the brightness he saw two figures.

First to come in was his Kate followed by the intruder. Rick noticed his wife nude, immediately he looked at her face to see if she was alright. To his horror her face was streaked with cum. It was all over her face dripping on her breast. Rick knew the bastard was humiliating his wife. Rick struggled at his rope and started screaming into his gag.

" What did you say? Your wife looks sexy with my cum all over her face." Jack snickered at Rick.

Kate just stood near the door with head down unable to look at Rick. Jack moved Rick next to the study table and place another chair in front him. Ordering Kate to sit in front Rick, he removed Rick’s gag.

" You fucking son of a bitch! You show you’re a man on a woman untie me fucker and show me your strength!"

" Sorry ass hole I don’t swing that way. " .

" Oh my god Kate! What did he do to you? I’m sorry honey. Is Amy all right? Answer me Kate, please!" Rick screamed.

Kate just sat there ignoring him.

" Shut the fuck up prick and eat the sandwich."

" Fuck off bastard I’m not hungry" Rick screamed at Jack. Jack gave Rick a chilling smile and slapped Kate,

" Eat" Jack repeated.

Kate fed Rick the sandwich, which Rick gobbled up. Jack sat behind Kate on the table, staring at Rick with cold eyes. Once Rick was done eating, Kate turn and looked at Jack.

" O.K. Kate since you did what I told you to do you can gow and wash your face. Be fast slut" .

Kate left the room and Jack gag Rick again. Jack then took off his pants again. Rick was surprised by Jack’s size.

" Yup sunny boy 9 inches all stuff in your wife’s cunt." Jack said catching his gaze

Kate cleaned up as fast as she could and return to the study. In the study Kate saw Jack nude and his dick standing rock hard in front of him.

" Come here and suck me Kate" Kate kneeled in front of him and began giving him a blow job.

" No Kate don’t kneel. Just bend over and make sure your cunt is in that bastard’s face." Jack continued

" I taught her how to blow a man and she really enjoys it."

Rick looked at his wife, she hated taking a man dick in her mouth. Rick had tried to get her to do it before but she refused Now she was willing giving the man a blow job. Then Rick realised she was doing it for Amy. Rick couldn’t look but Jack would have none of that. Threating to hurt Kate he forced Rick to watch.

Jack hands were running up and down Kate’s back, occasionally fondlling her tits. Jack’s eyes fell upon Kate’s well shaped ass. Jack knew Kate’s butt was cherry. Taking out a length of rope from his pants pocket, he tied Kate hands at the back. Pushing her off him, he made his way into the kitchen and grabbed some cooking oil.. Jack back into the study pick Kate and bend her over the table.

Looking at Rick " Your wife blew and fucked me in front of your kid. So I think it’s only fair if you saw me raping her ass"

Hearing those words made Kate shurdder. She never had fucked in the ass before.

" Please not there. Let me suck you again . Please anything !!" Kate sobbed and beg.

Rick made muffled noise trying to stop the bastard from raping his wife. Annoyed Jack pressed Kate head down

" It’s gonna happen bitch." With that he began spanking her.

Each blow was hard. Jack put his strengh and furstaration in to them. Kate screamed out in pain. After giving about 20 whacks Jack stopped. Kate ass was red from the beating. He felt turn on like never before taking the oil he applied all over his dick and Kate’ s ass.

Using one hand to hold Kate down and another on his dick to guide in to her ass. Jack slowly pushed his way into her anus. Inch by inch forced it’s way into her ass.

" Aaargghhh !!! You are spliting me. Take out please. Ow..ow…"

Jack only pushed harder " Fuck!! So tight. Oh yeah"

Finally he got his whole length in and he started to fuck her.

" Oww … Owww…. Oh god stop please stop" . Kate begged. But it only made Jack pound her harder.

" Your wife must be enjoying this huh !!" Jack said to Rick.

Rick felt so helpless looking at his abused wife. For the first time he started to cry. After fucking her about five minutes, Jack came in her ass. Pulling out his limp cock from her ass with pop. Jack looked at Kate laying on the table crying. Pulling her off the table , he made Kate clean his blood and shit stained cock.

Submissivelly she suck trying not vomit tasting her blood and shit.

" You never thought your wife could fuck like that did you ?" Jack continued to mock Rick.

Jack pulled his dick out of Kate’s mouth " Tell your husband his small dick never satisfied you. That you need a big dick in your mouth, cunt and ass. Tell him your my slut and personal fuck toy."

Sobbing Kate said it. Jack move to Rick and started to slap him

" What kind of man you are ? Can’t protect your family from me. Now you cry like a baby. Why don’t just wear a skirt?" Jack humilated and slapped Rick.

Rick struggled harder at the ropes.

" Don’t try to hard you are not going any where?" Jack laughed in his face. Looking at the clock it was 6 in the evening.

Jack pulled on his pants and took up the gun. He then untied Rick from the chair but made sure his hands were tied behind him.

" No tricks son. Now walk in front us to your room."

Amy had been alone in the master bedroom. She had her mother screaming and knew that the fucker raped her in front of her father. Now she heard footstep heading her way. The door opened and her dad step in. She looked at her dad face which was wet from his tears. Amy felt sorry for him.

Suddenly Amy was of her aware of her nakedness. Rick looked at her daughter tied to chair topless. He felt anger raising in him again.

" Looking at this prevent ogling at his daughter." Hearing this from Jack, Rick turn at glared at him.

" I guess you always wanted to fuck her. Now move to the bathroom." Rick made his way to the toilet.

" Kate help your husband ease himself. Make it fast."

Following his instructions Kate pulled Rick boxer down and helped him pee. While he peeing he could hear Jack giving Amy full details on how he fucked Kate in the ass. Kate to heard this and cried.

" It was so tight around my dick. It was like a vacuum. So I fucked her while your father wacthed. I think he got turn on too."

Amy had heard her friends tell her that it was hard to take it the ass. She felt sorry her mom.

" Are you done there" Jack’s voice rang out.

Quickly they both came out.Jack then took Rick back to the study. Once he return he untied Amy told her to do the same thing her father had done. Once she was done , Jack tied Kate on the bed eagle spread again. Kate just wished the the torture would stop. After securing the ropes on Kate, he untied Amy ‘s hand and told her to get on the bed.

" Amy I want you to lick your mom cunt"

" No!!!" both replied at the same time.

" Well the Amy if you don’t I’ll start slicing yout mom up" with that he drew a cut an inch long on Kate’s arm. Not to deep but enough to bled.

" Amy don’t do it. Forget about me!."

Amy looked at both of them and then lower her face into her mom’s pussy. Amy felt nauseated licking at another women vagina.

" Amy stop. Stop. You bastrad you promised"

" Kate I said I won’t fuck her and I haven’t. . Now Amy this is her clit, lick at it. That’s it. Now stick your toungue in her hole"

Amy quietly followed all instruction not wanting to upset him. Amy heard the drawer open an close. Jack told stop licking.

" Amy take this dildo. I want you to lick it get all wet and then shoved up your mom’s cuntt"

Amy took the dildo in her hands, it was as big as Jack’s dick. Sloly she placed it into her mouth and started licking it. Once the dildo was slick was saliva, she looked at her mom,

" Sorry Mom" Amy whispered and proceed to push the dildo into Kate’s cunt slowly.

" Aaarghhhh stop Amy. Please don’t listen to him. Oww…!!!!!!"

Amy fearing her mom’s life ignored pleas and continued to push the dido in.

" Amy fuck her with it."

Amy began pushing it in and out Kate’s cunt with tears.

" Fondle her tits Amy" Jack pushed Amy.

Jack watched as was Amy forced to rape her mother. Her mother begging her stop and Amy unable to. Jack a sense of triumph. Jack needed release, so he order Amy to stop and to leave the dildo in her cunt. Telling her to move to a side of the bed.

Climbing on the bed on his knees next to Kate, he then grabbed Amy’s hand lead it to his pants zip. " Take it out Amy."

" Amy don’t touch that filthy bastard" Kate begged.

Ignorimg her mom, Amy did as she was told, bringing out the monster.

" Now Amy make a fist around it. Thats it. Now move your hand up and down"

Amy started to move her hand. Jack enjoy being mastrubated by this virgin. It didn’t take long for him to cum. Thick white cum spurted out of his cock.

" Don’t stop Amy" Jack ordered.

Cum spurted all over Kate’s tits and smotach. Once he stopped cumming Amy pulled away her hands.Jack grabbed her hands before she pulled away. Noticing there was some cum on Amy hands.

" Lick the cum of your hands whore" . Amy cried and said she wouldn’t.

Grabbing the dildo in Kate pussy, Jack pulled it all the way out and ram it back again.

" AAARRRRHHHHH!!!!" Amy heard her mother screamed.

Crying she lifted her hands towards her mouth and licked the cum of her hands. It taste salty and nauseating. She felt like she was going to puke. Jumping off the bed she ran into the bathroom puking her guts out. She washed her hands and mouth a dozen time with soap and water.

" Like the taste honey eh" Amy was aware Jack was in the bathroom with her mom.

Turning on the tap he pushed Kate into the tub and told Amy to clean her up. Without saying anything Amy washed Kate. Kate sat the in the tub quietly sobbing away. She couldn’t believe that Jack made Amy go down on her and lick his cum.

" Mom I’m sorry. I had no choice."

" I know dear. I’m sorry too" .

Jack sat on the toilet seat watching them. It really pleased him. Once Kate was washed, Jack lead both of them out into room. He tied Amy on the chair. Jack tied Kate’s hand and legs together , leaving her on the floor. Jack then took his bath. Coming out of the shower he went down stairs and watched t.v.

The top news of the day was the daring breakout from jail by him. Jack was glad to hear they suspected him to have fled north. Jack knew ha can afford to hide here another day or two. That gives time change apparance and disappear. Offing the t.v. he went to back to bed .

The next day Kate was aweken by Jack. Kate notice that had cut his hair and shaved off his goatee. Jack told her he needed the truck keys. After taking the car keys and some money Jack disappeared. Kate heard the truck laeving the house.

Kate was relieved that Jack had finally left without hurting Amy. Kate tried to undo herself but the ropes wouldn’t give. Kate tried to get Amy to undo her rope to but was unable to. Kate heard the clock struck eleven times.

Jack had gone into town to get some supplies. Jack was quick about getting his stuff. Jack also made a trip to the pharmacy. The finally thing on his list was getting some cocain. This took him some time to get. Finally he was all done. Jack headed back to the farm. It was six in the evening. Jack pulled up at the house shortly.

Kate heard the truck return. She knew Jack was back. Kate and Amy renewed thier struggle at the ropes. They heard the front door open and foot steps leading up the stairs. The room door open Jack poped in to check on them. Jack had bought some food from town. He untied Kate and repeated the feeding process on Amy and Rick.

Jack brought in another chair and now tied Kate onto it. Grabbing the plastic bags he went into the study. Kate heard Rick muffled voice. Kate and Amy were not sure what was going on. About an hour later Jack return but not alone.

To Kate’s surprise Rick was with him. Rick was naked and his dick was sticking out in front off him. Amy looked with shock. She couldn’t beleive her father was turn on. Trying to at his face, Amy noticed he was looking at her breast with lust.

" Don’t be shocked at this" Jack pointed at Rick’s penis.

" This is the of the science lessons from jail. You mix 2 tablets of viarga and a teaspoon of cocain together and snort it. You become instantly a sex machine. All loser needs here is tight hole."

Leaving Rick at the door, Jack moved into the room.

" Kate you know the deal we made. Well I decide to take it back. I’m going to fuck your child with the help of your husband."

" No!!! I did everthing you said. Why!!!" Kate cried."

" Well first of all you must a fool to trust a felon. Second I like young meat"

" Rick. Honey please snap out of it." Kate tried to revive Rick.

Amy also shouted at her father " Help us daddy!!!" .

" Right now he doesn’t care what happens to you. So might as well save your breath. Rick untie Amy from the chair and tie her hands behind her back " .

Like a zombie Rick did as told. Amy sreams and pleas fell on deaf ears. Once he tied Amy hands, he turn her to face him. Looking in her face Rick kissed Amy, shoving his toungue into her mouth.

" Suck my touge whore" . He ordered.

Amy tried to pull away and Kate still screming trying to stop Rick. Rick grabbed her tits and squeezed as hard as he could forcing her to suck his toungue. Unable to bear the pain Amy sucked his tongue. After several minute Rick pulled away and sucked on tits.

Using his tongue to play with Amy nipples. Sitting on the bed Jack encouraged him on. Letting go of Amy’s tits Rick’s hands reached down to her shorts. Amy felt her short being ripped away and her dads hands cupping her virgin pussy. Kate stopped screaming now knowing it was going to happen nor matter what. Kate just sat there sobbing. Rick fingers made its way into Amy’s pussy.

" Hey asshole why don’t you her get all wet for you? Lick that sweet cunt." Jack gave the orders.

Pushing Amy on the floor Rick moved in between her legs. Amy tried to kick Rick. Seeing this Jack got up grabbed Amy’s legs spearding them for Rick. Rick began to lick away at Amy’s cunt.

His toungue played with her clitoris and he tried to fuck Amy with it. Jack watched the father licking away his daugter. Jack enjoyed the sobbing and screming sound of Amy and Kate. Jack nine inch dick needed to fuck something.

" Okay stop asshole. It’s time to fuck . Grab her legs and spread them" Jack himself wanted to take her cherry.

Pulling out vasellin of the bags he applied all over his dick and got into position. Amy looked at the monster about to enter her with fear she knew she would ripped. Jack pushed the dick in slowly. It was so tight hardly with only an inch was in and Amy was already screaming . After a few inches went Jack felt resistants of her hymen. Looking at Amy he pushed it all the way in hard.

" OWWWWW!!!!!!!…… Take it out. Aarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!" Amy screams filled the room.

Jack never had his dick in this tight a pussy before. He was in bliss. Jack started fucking her

" OOOWWWW….. It burns !!! It hurts….Please oww oww stop…. Mommy !!!!!!" Amy begged Jack.

Jack kept pounding her for a few more moments and stop.

Looking at Kate Jack said " Guess what Kate, Amy here is gonna lose both her cherries at the same time."

With that Jack turn on his back with Amy. Amy was on Jack. She knew her father was going rape her ass.

" Please not there" Amy begged.

Jack grabbed Amy’s ass cheeks and pulled it apart exposing the puckered anus.

" Come bastard put in."

Rick grabbed Amy’s hips, positioning himself and started to fuck. Inch by inch went in and finally, Amy ass gave way for Rick. Amy screams filled the room once again as both men started fucking. Both men were already close to cumming.

" OWWW!!! Stop Please aaaaaahhhhh ……aaaOwwwwwwwww.!!!!!!!!" Amy was unable to take the pain.

Five minutes later both men reached their orgasm spending the sperms into Amy. Hazely Rick pulled out his dick out of Amy ass. Rick was still hard. Jack pulled out his limp cock from Amy pussy. Jack looked Amy pussy as semen mixed with a little blood dripped out of her cunt and ass. Jack turn Rick and saw he still had a hard on.

Without a word Jack grabbed Amy by her hair and pulled up to her knees in front of Rick.

" Owwwwwwmppppphhhh" Amy’s screamed was cut short by Rick who shoved his cock into her mouth.

Holding her head Rick faced fucked her with speed. Amy was gagging unable to breath with the cock down her thoart. Jack untied Amy hands knowing the fight in her was gone.

Jack then untied Kate. Kate jumped up started hitting Jack. Jack slapped Kate senseless.

" Kate don’t make me kill Amy and your husband" Jack warned her. Kate crumpled onto the floor beaten and defeated. Jack drag Kate to the bed. Jack then ordered Rick to sit on the bed with Amy.

Rick sat on the edge of the bed with Amy on the floor still sucking her father. Jack ordered Kate to get on all four behind Amy upturned ass.

" Your daughter pussy is sore so kiss it and make it better. Lick the cum off her ass and pussy." Jack pushed Kate into Amy’s cunt.

Kate licked away at Amy pussy messed with blood and cum. Amy felt her mom’s mouth on her pussy. She also felt her mother’s tears. Amy cried thinking of their fate. They were turn into this monster’s sex slave and her father was raping her without even knowing it.

Jack watch the " family affair" . Rick moaning as he move his in and out Amy’s teared streaked face and Kate’s head bobing up & down like belon on Amy’s cunt. Jack got on his knees and shoved his dick into Kate’s ass. Kate screamed into Amy’s pussy in pain.

" Don’t stop licking Kate" Jack warned as he pumped into Kate ass in slow rythem.

" Feel my balls whore" slurred Rick.

Amy reached out cupped his balls. That was enough for Rick to cum again.

" Ahhhhhhh" Rick screamed as he came.

He held Amy head tight around his groin. Amy felt spurt after spurt filling her mouth, unable to move away she was force to swallow. Rick pushed Amy’s head away once he stopped coming. Amy fell on the floor holding her pussy in pain.

Kate tried to pull away from Jack and hold her baby but refused to let her go. Jack held on tight and fucked harder. Kate could only watch her baby cry. She did not know what to say. Jack too watched Amy sob uncontrolablly but he was more turn on then feeling sorry for her.

" Amy stop crying and get up. I want you and your mother to french kiss now. I’m going to count to five and then your mom’s dead" Jack began the count down.

Amy got up at the of four and looked at her mother thourgh her tears. Her mom was being taken like a dog by Jack. Amy moved closer to kate. Kate’s face was covered with cum from Amy’s cunt. Having no choice Amy started kissing her mom. Jack was pleased by this, he had total control over this women now.

Rick tried getting off the bed but he couldn’t even stand. He was high as kite and still horny. He looked at his dick still rock hard. Rick was still not satisfied. He looked at Kate and Amy. At his state of mind they were just women meant to sexual please him. They were total starngers. Rick started to get angry.

Taking some rope from the floor Rick grabbed Amy pulling on the bed.

" Dad stop. What are you doing?" Her question went unanswered.

Rick proceed to tie Amy eagle spread on the bed. Sitting down on her chest, Rick started slapping Amy hard.

" Oww. Dad stop!!!"

Rick just continued on. He was attacking like a mad man mauling her breast and bitting it. He was not sure how long he was hitting her but suddenly he stopped and plunged his dick into Amy.

" Owwwwwww" Amy screams filled the room.

Hearing Rick slap Amy made Jack fuck Kate harder and now when Amy screamed he came violently in Kate ass. Jack pull out and he too started beating on Kate in the same manner. Jack beat her till he was hard again. Jack forced his dick into Kate’s cunt.

Now both mother and daughter screams filled the room. Their screams went on for a few more hours before it finally stopped.

Rick was first to get up the next. He was having a splitting headache. He couldn’t remember a thing. He felt someone moaning from under him. It was a girl. Her faced puffed up with bruises and caked with dry cum.

Rick realised they were both naked. Rick got off the bed he saw the the girl was tied down and her breast was full bruises and bit marks. Her pussy was messed with dried blood and cum. Rick tried to remember as he stood up. On the floor he notice another women on the floor in the similar condition as the one on the bed. The women on the floor had a dildo stuck in her ass.

Then it all came back to him at one time. He remembered everything he did. Wide eyed Rick sank to the floor and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Jack was pulling out of the house when he heard the screams.

Jack smiled to himself. " They will also remember me now" he tought to himself as he made way out.

The End.

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He seemed like an ok guy, handsome and very strong too, which I like. So I finally gave in to him insisting to drop me off after talking (a bit) making out (a lot) right there on the dance floor.

Guys usually find me quite attractive, I’m pretty short and skinny with a very nice figure, long dark hair, green eyes, full lips and very big boobs (for my size). Even so I hadn’t had much experience with sex, being so young and all, and pretty shy too! Only after many drinks I’d gotten the courage to come up to the guy! Now I was surprised to find myself willingly entering his car.

I was feeling pretty drowsy and tired too, but the way he kept looking at me as he drove… his right hand resting on my knee then moving up inside my skirt… stopping outside my panties and pressing against a certain place in there… I started getting so horny!

So when we arrived to what I took to be his place instead of mine I didn’t think much of it. I’d never had a one-night-stand and at that moment, with all the vodka in my blood and my panties all wet, I didn’t think that’d be such a horrible idea after all. So left the car and followed him.

He lived alone in a big apartment, the only one on top of a store of some sort, but as he lead me upstairs with his arms around my waist kissing me on the neck I paid no attention at all as to how utterly deserted and quiet the street was. I mean, it was quite late at night but still, I should have noticed how all buildings and houses around seemed so abandoned.

His name was Mike and he must have been hornier than me because as soon as the door banged closed he wasted no time and started stripping. I leaned against the first thing I saw, this big wooden dinning table, and I had to smile watching him move so fast, his muscular arms pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside.

After he was completely naked he rushed towards me. He opened the first button of my silky white shirt. Me? I just stared at his throbbing hard penis, it looked huge! I felt a bit scared, not knowing how could that fit inside me when the last guy I’d fucked, who was by far much smaller, had made me sore for days!

Through the second butting he got impatient and suddenly ripped the shirt open, some of the buttons falling off. He then tore my bra open too, pretty violently which startled, more the noise of the ripping garment than the feel of his eager hands grabbing my tits hard.

I had the vague thought " He didn’t have to do that…" and then as he let go of my boobs and I saw the ruined bra and the shirt laying somewhere on the floor I cursed under my breath thinking "Damn, how the hell am I going to explain these ripped clothes to my parents?!ґ

Before I could actually complain out loud Mike shoved me back on top of the table.

" Hey!" That’s all I could say before he practically jumped on top of me and grabbed my big tits again, squeezing them, pinching the nipples real hard. I couldn’t help but let out a moan.

" God these are so fucking nice, so big and soft…" I heard him say.

With his left hand he continued squeezing and pulling at a nipple, making it hard, twisting and pinching it, while with the other hand he ripped off my panties and started pushing his fingers inside me. His mouth started sucking and biting the other breast and I started moaning louder, part of me still a little horny but part of me thinking " something is wrong!" and wanting to stop.

Still, my nipplesґve always been so damned sensitive, the part of me what’ve always turned me the most on, and he knew what he was doing. I was so wet I was dripping! He finger fucked me harder, using more fingers, pulling out only to touch and rub my clit then putting them back inside my wet tight pussy, making me lean back and close my eyes, my hips moving against his strong hand.

" You like that don’t you?" He stopped sucking and biting at my tit and whispered while his fingers moved faster and in circles inside me, opening and closing in my warm wet insides, I felt like I’d go crazy, it was solo good!

" Oh y-yeah!" I answered. He bit my nipple harder and I could hear this noise as his hand hit my pussy every time he pushed the fingers all the way in. My body was feeling all warm and sweaty and I knew it wouldn’t take long until I came, so I barely noticed that he had been staring at me in a weird way for a while, I just really looked up at him when he stopped with everything and removed his hands, leaving me there naked with my legs open half way through a moan not understanding why had he stopped and where did that cold look had come from… And That’s when things got real bad…

" What a fucking slut. Never seen someone so fucking easy, so ready and eager to fuck a complete stranger!." he said in this strange cold and mean voice " Disgusting even, no matter how attractive you are, how delicious your pussy feels… I think I finally found what I’ve been looking for" and before I could say anything he added " Bitch, you’re gonna regret ever being this way, such a fucking easy cunt. And I think you deserve all you’re about to get."

I got immediately so scared that all my sexual desire died away. I didn’t know what was that all about but all I felt and thought was " Shit, GOT to get away NOW!" But it was just too late. Before I could move an inch he grabbed my wrists in his stong hands and dragged me across the apartment, taking me to a dark room with some strange piece of furniture right in the middle. I started screaming as I realized what it was, some sort of self-made sex-chair, with handcuffs for the wrists and ropes to tie the legs spread apart. As he threw me sitting on it I screamed again for help.

" It’s no use bitch, nobody can hear you for miles. Didn’t you look around when you came out of the car?"

I struggled and fought with all my strength trying to escape while I begged him to let me go, tears running down my cheeks, but he just let go of my arms and grabbed my tits hard making me cry out in pain and said

" Stop crying bitch. Hear you crying and I hurt you even more. You can moan, you can beg, you can even scream in pain, hell I think you won’t be able to help yourself on that! But I hate cry-babies, so control yourself and cut the crap because them tears won’t help you over here anyways. They’ll just gonna make your life more miserable believe me"

As he handcuffed me and tied me up I couldn’t help it and I cried even more. Bad mistake.

He came over and slapped me hard, once then twice. Feeling some blood running from my lips I still wept in fear and horror, and thatґs when he got pissed.

" What a stupid cunt. I’ll teach you though" He said as he went somewhere and came back with a big cardboard box which he set on the floor next to me.

As I glanced inside I was filled with panic, it was sex objects of various sizes and kinds, dildos of unimaginable sizes and many things I had no idea what they were. I looked away from him as he looked for something inside the box, and that’s when I noticed the triped with the video camera near the opposite wall pointing at me. There was a tiny red light on, so he had turned it on sometime. The idea of him doing to me whatever horrible things he had in mind was terrible enough, but to have it on tape for anyone to see! I begged for him to let me go and felt even more scared as I felt two uncontrolled tears spill out of my green eyes and go down my cheeks.

He smiled as he got up from the box holding something and saw those tears, then he suddenly was between my legs and clipped something on each of my nipples, kind of like two small metal clothes-pins but attached to two metal strings that lead to a strange small black box. The nipples hurt a lot with the small pins pinching them, and I moaned in pain. Then I felt his hard prick against my pussy at the same time something else pressed against the entrance of my virgin asshole, something as hard and as thick but not was warm.

" W-wait! Mike, what… no! NO!!!" and he forced his dick deep inside at the same time he pushed this enormous vibrator inside my butt hole making me scream in pain. " OH STOP!!! It hurts too much! It’s just too big!!!!"

But of course he didn’t stop. He kept pumping and shoving his dick deeper and deeper inside me, I felt like he was ripping my pussy apart! My even tighter asshole was on fire and I could tell it was bleeding too, my muscles there were too tight and tense which cause an unbearable pain that made me keep on screaming as if I was dying, my back arching and my hands closed into fists, my bit tits shaking beneath those strange metal objects pinching them. I screamed and screamed as he pumped and fucked my small pussy, I’d never had something so big and deep inside there and the stretching caused some bleeding there too. He shoved the vibrator in and out very roughly and hard with all the strength of his strong arms, more blood dripped to the floor making a small pool. The pain was so intense that I was about to pass out. Seeing that he decided to keep me awake by reaching with his free hand for the strange little box connected to the wires leading to my nipples. He pressed a switch and right when I was stopping to scream from the pain and faint I felt the most horrible feeling in my poor sensitive nipples, burning into my breasts making me give out the loudest scream yet. It was some sort of device that gave electrical shocks! And they were so painful right in such sensitive place I couldn’t stand it.

He let the horrible charge torture my tits for a while, me screaming until I lost some of my voice, all the while him fucking me violently in both holes, I was so sore down there that I was sure it would take weeks until I could even sit normally, that is, if he intended to let me go…

He turned off the damned black box and released my poor breasts, bending over to lick then bite at the tender red nipples. When I opened my eyes and looked down at him stopping to scream only sobbing and moaning in pain still with each harsh impact of his body he turned on the vibrator inside my asshole and started to fuck me really slow and deep. The feeling from the huge moving object being shoved still deep into my raw asshole and his growing prick hitting all the way inside me was all I could take. Right when I was passing out I felt him hold his huge dick deep inside me while he came hard, filling me up while he removed the vibrator from my bleeding butt hole and squeezed my left tit hard with his other hand.

When I woke up what I registered first was the pain. In my big breasts, in my sore pussy, in my destroyed asshole.

I opened my eyes wide and in terror I realized I was still tied and cuffed to that horrible chair. As I looked around I had to scream. In a TV brought from somewhere it was the image of me being raped by Mike. Looking at the TV or looking at me there was a dozen of naked men, all as strong or stronger than Mike, all with big erect cocks, all thinking hungrily of what to do with me when it came their turns. While I still screamed I saw the first one move between my legs and tell me how excited he was to fuck someone as pretty and young as me. When his dick penetrated my sore pussy I couldn’t help but start crying again. As I wonder if Micelle show up to punish me for my tears I think how I am sure I’ll never think of having a one-night-stand again.

Author of this rape story is Unknown.

by Luckytom44

“Certainly, Officer. I’ll call personnel right now.”

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It was mid-afternoon and Lindsey was tired. Todd had decided to take her for a “nature walk” through the woods, and allowed her a pair of athletic socks and sneakers for the occasion. (He had taken them back as soon as they returned to camp.) The walk had lasted several hours, and he had pointed out various flowers and fauna, animal tracks and even a small herd of deer. There was no doubt that he was well versed on the outdoors.

Even at Lindsey’s young age, she could see there was something wrong with Todd Mansfield. At times, it seemed as if he were two different people. There was the vicious Todd who raped her and brutalized her. Then there was the quiet Todd who showed her flowers and told her stories about his camping trips. She didn’t understand.

Lindsey closed her eyes and shook her head. Why did it have to be her? What had she done to deserve this?

Todd came out from under the awning and walked towards the tree Lindsey was sitting under. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She felt a shiver travel up her spine. Something in his eyes … this was the vicious Todd.

He knelt down next to her and looked her in eyes. A small smile played over his lips. His gaze shifted to her legs and he reached out and rubbed the calf of her left leg. Lindsey stiffened at his touch.

“It’s still awhile till dinnertime, Lindsey. We could … mess around if you want.”

Lindsey slowly shook her head from side to side. “Please. Leave me alone. Don’t hurt me anymore.”

“It’s okay, Lindsey. We can try something new. Something brand new for you.”

He put his arms around her and began kissing her face. She squirmed in his arms as he pulled at her clothes.

“Please … uh … stop! … No more! … uh … uh … Stop!” She felt him pulling her panties down with one hand, down over her thighs, past her knees. He pushed them farther until they slid over her feet. He had her miniskirt bunched around her waist, leaving her naked from the waist down.

“It’s alright, baby. It’s alright. I’m going to give you a treat. Something brand new.” New? What did he mean, new? He pulled her toward him, twisting her as he did, and forced her towards the grass. Forced her face down towards the grass.

“Oh NO!” Lindsey cried out as the realization set in. “NO! Not like THAT! Oh God PLEASE not like that! You CAN”T!”

Todd slammed her to the ground and threw his weight onto her back, pinning her down. He was fumbling with his trousers as Lindsey twisted and squirmed underneath him.

“Please DON’T! Not like this! PLEASE! I’ll do anything … anything you want! Just DON’T DO THIS TO ME!”

“Shhh, baby, shhh. It’s going to be alright. I’ll make it good for you. I’ll make it real good for you.”

“STOP!” she begged as he pressed the head of his cock against her rectum. “Don’t DO this to me! Please, Todd, PLEASE DON’T!”

It was the first time she had ever called him by name. She had hoped that it might get through to him, but she was wrong. He continued forcing his cock way deeper and deeper into her.

“It HURTS! Oh God it HURTS! … uuuhhhh … uuuhhhh … Please ST-STOP! … aaaaahhhhhhh …. nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … QUIT IT! … I CAN’T! I CAN’T! … oh … oh … oh … OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH NNNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Lindsey screamed in agony as Todd finally sunk his meat completely into her bowels. It hurt worse than anything he had previously done to her. She felt as if her insides were on fire.

“Take it out! Oh God PLEASE take it out! … nnuuuhhh …nnuuuhhh … It’s … it’s too … too BIG! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … IT’S TOO BIG! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … Oh God, PLEASE, Todd, PLEASE!!!”

“Oh God, Lindsey, oh God! You feel so good. So good. I love you, Lindsey! I love you!”

“Nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … Then STOP! … nnuuuhhh … If … if you … REALLY love me, then … then … TAKE IT OUT! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … PLEASE! … uuuoooooooooooooo!”

Lindsey’s brow was furrowed and her eyes were squeezed shut against the pain. She ground her teeth together. Her fingernails clawed at the dirt and her feet kicked uselessly against the ground. He was driving into her relentlessly, brutally, sending searing waves of agony tearing through her.

Her entire body was trembling uncontrollably now. Every fiber of her being was trembling. The pain was so intense that she was having trouble breathing. She whimpered with the pain each time he drove into her. She felt that she would surely lose her mind.

“Oh, Lindsey! Oh GOD, Lindsey!”

Her body stiffened as he drove into her and held himself there. She felt his cock throbbing and twitching inside of her and felt his cum spraying her bowels. The sickening warmth spread thorough her insides. Slowly, gradually, he released the pressure and allowed his meat to pull back slightly. She groaned and her body relaxed. She felt him softening inside her. Then, he lifted his weight and withdrew from her.

Lindsey quivered, whimpered twice and buried her face in the grass. Todd could see her shoulders shaking as she cried out her misery.

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The phone rang on Steve Richards desk. He sighed and lifted the receiver to his ear.

“Richards.”

“Sarge, this is Allen. I’ve got the suspect’s name and address.”

“”Fantastic! Go!” Steve said as he hovered over a tablet with a pencil.

“Name is Todd Mansfield. Address is 1837 North Lincoln, Jackson City. Worked at Boron Electronics for twenty years. Now get this, he came in and quit, no notice or anything, the DAY BEFORE Lindsey disappeared.”

“Good work, Jerry. Are you heading over to the residence?”

“Negative. I’ve got a bunch of his co-workers to interview. Could we get another unit to check out the house?”

“Hell, I’ll do it myself. I owe you a beer, Jerry. Shit, TWO of them.”

Steve slammed the receiver down, grabbed his jacket and hurried out of the office. He trotted down the stairs and over to the high desk where Desk Sergeant William Maynard acted as first point of contact between the public and the police.

“Mark me out, Bill,” Steve told him. “I’ll be available by radio if anyone needs me.”

“Will do,” Maynard responded and made a notation in the duty log.

Steve climbed into his unmarked police car, started the engine, then lifted the mike from the clip on the dash and keyed it. “Central, unit 15. Ten-eight, one-four-five 1837 North Lincoln.”

“Unit 15, Central. Ten-four. Out” Dispatch acknowledged Steve’s report that his unit was “in service” and “proceeding to” the address given.

It took Steve twenty minutes to get to the cape cod style bungalow in the quiet residential neighborhood on the north side of town. He pulled into the driveway and surveyed the neatly kept lawn and shrubbery. The home of an ordinary middle class couple.

Steve strode up the sidewalk and rang the bell. In less than a minute, the inside door was opened by an attractive older woman.

“Yes?”

“Mrs. Mayfield?” Steve asked.

“Yes I am. What may I do for you?”

“Sergeant Richards,” Steve replied as he showed her his identification. “Is your husband at home?”

“No. No … he isn’t.” She averted her eyes as she said it.

“I’d like to talk to you about your husband, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course, Sergeant. Please come in,” she said as she pushed open the screen door. “Can I get you something? Coffee?”

“No thank you,” Steve answered as they sat on opposite ends of the couch. “Do you know where I can find your husband?”

“No. I mean I …” she paused and glanced at the floor before continuing. “A few days ago, my husband decided that he … needed some time … away. He said that he needed … a few weeks … alone.”

“I see. Did he give you any idea where he would be going?”

“Not that he said. But he … packed all of his camping gear in the back of his truck. He was always … fond … of camping.”

“Does he have a place that he usually goes when he camps? A regular spot?”

“He does, but I’m not sure where it is. I’ve never been there. Roughing it to me is a motel with only black and white television.”

“Do you know if there’s anyone who would know where this place is? Anyone who might have gone camping with your husband?”

Mrs. Mayfield thought for a moment. “No. Todd liked camping alone. But … yes, maybe. Mark Willows, three doors down. Todd and Mark used to talk about camping all the time. They never went together, but they talked about it. He may know something.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Mayfield. You’ve been most helpful.”

Steve started to stand up when Mrs. Mayfield asked “What is this about, Sergeant?”

Steve hesitated. “We just want to ask your husband some questions. We think he may have … witnessed something on his way to work. If you should think of anything else, or if you hear from your husband, please call me.” He handed her one of his business cards.

“I certainly will, Sergeant.”

Steve backed out of the drive way and pulled down three doors to the house indicated by Mrs. Mayfield. A man in his mid-forties looked up from his gardening as Steve climbed out of the car and approached him.

“Mr. Willows?” Steve asked as he held out his identification.

“That’s right. What can I do for you officer?”

“Mrs. Mayfield tells me that you and her husband talked quite a bit about camping. Is that correct?”

“As a matter of fact, it is. Why?”

“Mr. Mayfield is apparently out camping and we’re trying to reach him about something he may have witnessed. By any chance did he ever tell you where his campsite is?”

Mark Willows laughed. “Hardly. Todd guarded the location of that sight like Fort Knox. Wouldn’t tell any body where it was. All he ever said was that it was to the southeast and in the mountains. Rugged country, I guess.”

“Did he ever tell you anything about it? Describe it to you?”

“As a matter of fact, he did. He said it was a clearing on a sort of plateau part way up the side of the mountain. Maybe forty feet across and surrounded by trees. He said there was a fresh water stream running along one side. Sounded really nice.”

“Anything else?”

“Nope. That’s it. Oh, wait. He did tell me once that it took him two and a half or three hours to get there. Does that help?”

“It may, Mr. Willows. It may.”

********************

Lindsey laid in the grass for several hours. She felt as if her insides had been shredded. Finally, she had forced herself to get up and go to the stream to take a bath. It helped a little to feel the fresh water flowing around her body as she washed away the remnants of him. She looked down at the water as Todd approached.

“I laid out some clothes for you, Lindsey. They’re on the tailgate of the truck. Just letting you know. You don’t have to hurry.” He turned and walked away.

Lindsey shivered. What would be coming next? What would he have in mind for her now? Was there anything he could do to her that he hadn’t already done? Perhaps not, but he could certainly repeat the things he had already done to her. Repeat them and repeat them and repeat them.

She stayed in the stream for nearly an hour before she realized she couldn’t stay there forever. It was already getting dark. Reluctantly, she climbed out and toweled herself dry. Wrapping the towel around her, she walked slowly to the tailgate of the truck and surveyed the clothes Todd had laid out for her.

Red satin bra, panties and cincher with garters. Nylon stockings. A pale red dress with ruffles around the low cut neckline and around the wrists. A wide, white leather belt. White high heeled shoes.

Lindsey had never worn anything like this in her life. She had worn pantyhose on Sundays for church or if she was going someplace that required she dress up, but she had never worn nylons with garters. Also, she had always worn flat heeled shoes. And none of her dresses were of a silky material like this one. Lindsey wondered if she could just put on the bra, panties and dress? Just forget the rest of it.

No, she decided. She didn’t want to risk making Todd angry. He laid it out, so she would wear it.

Todd watched as Lindsey walked slowly across the clearing to the awning. She looked marvelous in the sexy outfit he had picked for her. He could feel himself getting aroused just looking at her.

Lindsey saw the look in Todd’s eyes and she knew. Before the night was over, he would be inside her again.

********************

Steve stood at his desk, a large scale topographical map spread out under the desk lamp. Several other similar maps were folded in a pile on the floor. Between them, they covered the entire area where Steve suspected Mansfield’s campsite was. He didn’t fool himself into thinking that he would be able to pinpoint the site from these maps, but he could eliminate areas. Reduce the area that needed to be searched.

He knew, for example, that the campsite was on a level area part way up a mountain. Topographical maps would show flat areas. They would also show areas that were not flat. Those could be eliminated without wasting search time. It may not be much, but at this point, he would take anything he could get.

“Hi.”

Steve looked up. Denise Rhodes stood in the door, a visitors badge clipped to the collar of her blouse.

“Hi, kid. What are you doing here?”

“Mission of mercy. I’ll bet you don’t even know what time it is, do you?”

Steve glanced at his watch. Ten thirty at night. “Guess I lost track of time,” he said.

“Yeah. And if I know you, you lost track of meal times, too. Have you eaten since breakfast?”

Steve looked sheepish as he shook his head.

“I didn’t think so,” Denise said. “Here.”

Steve took the bag she held out. Two cheeseburgers and an order of onion rings. “Thanks, kid. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem. Having any luck?” she asked as she looked at the map.

“Maybe,” he said after swallowing a bite of burger. He hadn’t realized how hungry he had been. “I’m laying out search areas. Eliminating areas where the campsite can’t be. Once I get that down, I’ll go to the Chief and ask to call in the State Police. Use their traffic control aircraft to fly search patterns. It would be much faster than going in on foot.”

“Mmmm. I just hope we find her soon. The longer he has her, the harder it will be for her to recover. Have you ever heard of the ‘Stockholm Syndrome’?”

“Sure. That’s where a prisoner or hostage begins relating to their captors.”

“Exactly. And the longer Lindsey is with this creep, the more likely that is to happen.”

Steve didn’t say what he was thinking. Didn’t say that the longer Lindsey was with the creep, the slimmer the odds of finding her alive. He sighed and took another bite of the burger.

********************

It was late afternoon the next day, and Lindsey was bathing in the stream. It had been a better day than most. Todd had used her early this morning, but he hadn’t been rough about it. He had been gentle with her both inside and outside. She had still hated having him in her, but at least she hadn’t been hurt. Lindsey was beginning to see that as a luxury.

She finished rinsing her hair and climbed out of the stream. Picking up the towel, she started briskly drying herself.

With the exception of that one time, Todd had left her alone for the rest of the day, at least sexually. He had taken her for another walk in the woods, a slow relaxing stroll. Upon their return to camp, he had made a nice lunch for them both. He had then turned on a portable radio and let Lindsey pick whatever kind of music she liked while he laid out a Monopoly game board. She was hesitant at first, but after buying Park Place, Lindsey surprised herself by suddenly realizing that she was enjoying the game. It was something different.

Lindsey had just finished drying herself and had wrapped the towel around her. She knelt in the grass and started brushing out her long, damp hair. That was when Todd came up and knelt behind her. She tensed, expecting the worst.

“Here, let me,” Todd said as he took the brush from her hand. Lindsey knelt quietly while Todd gently brushed her hair. He chatted lightly as he did, talking about the woods and animals, telling her stories from history, being attentive and interesting.

Lindsey couldn’t understand Todd. Sometimes, like now, he seemed so nice. Or when they had been playing Monopoly, laughing and talking. Other times …

“I’ve put out something special for you to wear tonight, Lindsey. Something very nice,” he said as he finished with her hair. “And I’ve got a surprise for you for dinner, too.”

Todd leaned forward and kissed her gently on the cheek. He then stood up and handed her the brush. Lindsey went to the rear of the truck while Todd went to the awning. The clothes were laid out neatly on the tailgate.

Black bra and panties with a matching garter belt. Dark tan nylon stockings. A black silk dress with small white flowers on it. Black high heeled shoes with ankle straps. All very attractive. All very expensive. All very much older than Lindsey. She sighed and dressed.

Todd was at the camp stove starting dinner when he heard the sound of high heels on the plywood flooring. Turning around, he saw Lindsey standing self consciously in front of him.

“Lindsey,” he said as he looked her up and down, “you are absolutely beautiful. Come. Sit down.”

He held a chair out for her, and as she sat down, she noticed that the table was set for dinner more fancily than usual. Napkins folded just so with the silverware sitting on them. Regular china plates instead of the metal camp plates they normally used. Fluted wine glasses. Even candles flanking a center piece of wildflowers. She also noticed the soft music coming from the portable cassette player next to the camp stove.

Todd stepped up beside her and poured her a glass of wine. “I think you’ll like this, Lindsey. It’s a very light tasting Chardonnay. It should go very well with the Chicken Alfredo.”

Lindsey had never had wine before. She slowly picked up the glass and took a tentative sip. He was right. It had a light, clean taste she was surprised to find she enjoyed.

“Like it?”

“It’s … very good,” she answered. “I’ve never had wine before.”

“That doesn’t surprise me,” he said as he filled his own glass. “That’s one reason I chose this particular wine. It has a much more delicate flavor than most.”

Todd chatted lightly and easily while he finished preparing dinner. Lindsey sat at the table, sipping her wine and dividing her attention between Todd’s stories and the music from the player. Todd took the plates, filled them and returned to the table. He sat a plate of Chicken Alfredo in front of Lindsey and another at his place across from her.

“Freeze dried, I’m afraid,” he told her, “but surprisingly good.”

Lindsey tried a taste. He was right. It was surprisingly good and she told him so. Todd seemed pleased that she liked it. He refilled their glasses and kept up a light conversation through dinner. He asked Lindsey questions about school and her interests, and she was surprised to find herself answering in some detail. She was actually starting to enjoy dinner. The wine had more than a little to do with that.

Once they had finished eating, Todd cleared away the dinner dishes and again filled the wine glasses. Then he stepped up to Lindsey and held his hand out to her. He saw her beginning to tense up.

“It’s alright, Lindsey. I just want to dance with you.”

“I … don’t know how. To this kind of music, I mean.”

“I’ll teach you,” he said as he took her hand. She stood up and he put his left hand on her hip, holding her left hand in his right. Lindsey put her right hand on his left shoulder as she had seen in the movies.

“We’ll start with the basic box step. Once you have that down, we can go on from there.”

He was a good teacher, and in very little time, Lindsey was allowing herself to be led around the makeshift dance floor. They moved together, in time with the music. She found herself relaxing a little.

Finally, the wine bottle empty, the candles burnt down, Todd told her it was time for bed. Lindsey felt herself tense once more. Now it would come. Now he would use her again. He walked her to the truck and, putting his arms around her, he pulled down the zipper in the back of the dress. Lindsey closed her eyes as he slipped the dress off her shoulders and down her arms. She stepped out of the dress and he folded it and laid it on one of the storage cabinets in the back of the truck.

He picked her up and lifted her into the truck. Without bothering to remove any more of her clothing, laid her on the cot, quickly undressed, and lay down next to her. He started nuzzling her neck as his hand roamed over her body.

Lindsey closed her eyes and rolled her head to the side. There was no sense in fighting. No sense in pleading. She lay trembling as he played over her body with hands and mouth. She felt his weight pressing her down on her. Felt him pressing against her. Lindsey moaned softly as she felt him slowly slide up inside her.

He wasn’t hurting her tonight, wasn’t being rough. He moved inside her slowly and gently, his hands touched her softly. Lindsey felt butterflies in her stomach. Something was stirring inside her. Her breathing was becoming deeper, quicker. Her body seemed to be tingling. Todd took her face in his hands and pressed his lips softly to hers. She felt his tongue touch her lips. She hesitated a moment, then parted her lips. She felt his tongue in her mouth. She felt her heart pounding. Her trembling increased.

“Oooooohhhhhh,” she moaned deep in her throat as for the first time in her life, Lindsey felt an orgasm wash through her. Her body stiffened as she was hit with wave after wave. She felt Todd cumming, too. Felt his heat joining with hers. With a final quiver and moan, Lindsey co llapsed on the cot.

********************

Chief of Police Archer sat at his large mahogany desk and finished reading Sergeant Richards’ report. It was well written, to the point. He laid the report down on his desk.

“The evidence is all circumstantial, but I don’t think there’s any doubt that Mansfield is our boy,” the Chief said. He thought for a moment. “Okay, so what do you suggest, Sergeant? How do we find him out in the mountains?”

“Ask for help from the State Police,” Richards said.

Chief Archer grunted. Like most cops, he disliked having to go to agencies outside his own. “Why the State Police?”

“Because they have aircraft. Fixed wing and helicopters both. We know that his campsite is southeast of here. We know it’s two to three hours by car. We know it’s in the mountains. I’ve used topo maps to eliminate areas where the camp can’t be. That narrows the search area for aircraft to a manageable size. We also have a good enough description of the layout to be able to identify it. The size of the clearing, the creek along one side.”

“It could still take several days to locate,” Chief Archer replied. “And she has already been missing seven days.”

“Yes sir. But it’s quicker than anything else.”

The Chief rubbed his face with his hand and sighed. “Okay, Steve. Do whatever you have to. Just bring that girl home alive.”

********************

Lindsey picked at her breakfast. She couldn’t forgive herself for what she had done last night. It didn’t matter that she was under the influence of alcohol, that she had been drunk for the first time in her life. She had responded. He was using her and she had responded. How could she have done that? Was she a slut? A whore? She felt a tear trickle down her cheek.

“What’s the matter, Lindsey?” Todd asked when he noticed the tear. Lindsey just shrugged. Todd sighed and picked up his coffee cup.

“Is it last night?” he asked softly. Lindsey continued staring at her plate.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, Lindsey. Nothing wrong with enjoying sex.”

“Yes there is. It’s wrong when … when you’re not with someone … someone …”

“Someone that you care about? Love is an emotional thing, Lindsey. Sex is a physical thing. It’s true that sex is better when love is involved, but love isn’t necessary for sex to be enjoyable. Especially when someone has been … drinking … when their inhibitions are at low ebb. Last night, your body responded physically to a physical stimulus. That doesn’t mean you’re a bad person.”

“But I didn’t want you on me! I didn’t want you … IN me! How could I … DO that? What’s WRONG with me?”

“Nothing is wrong with you, Lindsey. You’re just normal. Just like the rest of us.”

“Normal?” Lindsey looked Todd in the eye. “Are you normal? You kidnapped me, raped me, made me do … other things. You get me drunk and … and … make me … cum. Make me feel like a slut. And now you’re trying to COMFORT me? Is that NORMAL?”

“I … don’t know. Lindsey. I just know that I do love you. I know you don’t believe that, but it’s true. And because I love you, I want to help you.”

“Then take me home! If you love me, if you want to help me, then take me home!”

“I can’t, Lindsey,” Todd said as he looked down at the ground. “That is the one thing I can’t do for you.”

Lindsey shook her head. “You talk about love! YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS!” she screamed at him. Jumping up, she ran to the pickup truck where she curled up on the cot.

Todd sighed. This was going to take longer than he thought.

********************

Steve Richards sat at his desk going over reports. Reports from other detectives. Reports from uniformed officers. Reports from the State Police. Nothing yet. It had been five days since the State Police had been enlisted to help in the search for Lindsey Travers. Twelve days since she had been abducted. What must she be going through? That is, if she were still alive.

Steve knew from experience, the longer she was missing, the less likely she would be found alive. Twelve days. How much damage could be done to a young girl in twelve days? And could the damage ever be undone? That would be Denise’s area, not his.

Sometimes, Steve felt sorry for Denise. In his line, he saw the underbelly of society. He dealt with the slime and the scum on a daily basis. His job was to take out the human garbage. That was bad enough. But Denise, her job was to take someone who had been sullied by the garbage and to try and make them feel clean again. She had to deal with the victims. No, he didn’t envy her.

The phone on his desk rang. The flashing button indicated an outside line. Steve picked up the receiver and pressed the button.

“Jackson City Police, Sergeant Richards.”

“Sergeant Richards, this is Captain Lockhart of the State Police. We think we’ve located your suspect.”

“Fantastic! When can you have a chopper ready?”

“We can have one at the helipad at the Barracks on Route 12 in thirty to forty minutes.”

“I’ll be there. And thanks, Captain. I damn sure owe you one.”

Steve broke the connection, then punched in an inside number.

“Dispatch.”

“This is Sergeant Richards. Contact Officers Reynolds and Allen by radio. Instruct them to proceed to the State Police Barracks on Route 12 code three.”

“Will do.”

Steve again broke the connection. He punched a button on the phone for an outside line, then dialed a number. It rang three times before being picked up.

“Rape Crisis Center, Denise Rhodes speaking.”

“Denise, it’s Steve. State Police think they’ve found the site. Are you free?”

“Of course I’m free. When will you be here?”

“Ten minutes.”

“I’ll be outside.”

********************

Lindsey was sitting on one of the folding chairs under the awning. She was wearing one of the outfits Todd had bought for her. White satin bra and panties, light tan thigh-hi nylons, a pink silk bare midriff blouse, white mini skirt and pink high heels. She watched as he prepared lunch on the camp stove.

How long had it been since he brought her here? She had lost track of the days, but it seemed like a lifetime. How many times had he raped her since he brought her here? She couldn’t remember that, either. Dozens, at least. Probably more. She still hated it. Hated having him inside her. But at least it didn’t hurt anymore. Not even when he took her from the rear. She was used to it. She no longer gagged when he put it in her mouth, either, and didn’t feel sick when he made her swallow.

Lindsey sighed. She was starting to believe that she would never get away from him. She would spend her life here, living in the back of a pickup and performing as Todd’s private sex toy.

Todd picked up a kettle and walked to the stream to get some water. Lindsey sat and watched as he knelt down. It was then that she heard the sound. The whoop, whoop, whoop sound off to the left. She shaded her eyes and looked into the sky. It was a helicopter, and it was coming towards them. Squinting, she suddenly made out the State Police emblem emblazoned on the underside of the rapidly approaching craft.

Lindsey looked back towards Todd. He was standing now, looking at her. She had to keep away from him. She had to keep away from him until the police arrived. Kicking off her high heels, Lindsey jumped up and ran across the clearing, waving and screaming at the helicopter as she went.

“Lindsey! WAIT!” she heard Todd scream behind her. She looked over her shoulder and saw him charging after her.

Steve Richards, Jerry Allen, Dan Reynolds and Denise Rhodes saw the girl running across the clearing with the big man in pursuit. The helicopter came in over the clearing to land, and Steve jumped from the door when it was still several feet off the ground.

Lindsey broke out of the clearing and plowed through the undergrowth at a dead run. The brush tore at her nylons and scratched her bare stomach. She heard Todd screaming behind her, but she couldn’t make out what he was saying.

Todd saw the police officer jump from the copter and start running towards him, trying to cut him off. He couldn’t let that happen. He had to stop Lindsey. He had to!

“POLICE! FREEZE!” Stev e screamed as he pulled his .357 Magnum revolver from it’s holster. Steve was an expert marksman. Mansfield would be an easy shot.

Todd continued running, but Steve heard him scream over his shoulder “COME ON! HURRY! THE CLIFFS! THE CLIFFS!”

Steve’s confusion lasted only a split second. Jamming the pistol back into it’s holster, he took off after Todd Mansfield. Dan, Jerry and Denise were coming fast behind him. Mansfield was driving through the undergrowth now, maybe sixty feet in front of Steve. Out in front of Mansfield, Steve saw Lindsey Travers, running for all she was worth.

“LINDSEY! PLEASE STOP! THE CLIFFS!” Mansfield was screaming as he ran at top speed.

Lindsey heard him coming, heard him gaining on her. Her terror increased and she ran harder. She plowed through a section of brush and found … nothing. The ground dropped off in a sharp, hundred foot plunge to a pile of rocks below. Lindsey twisted and scrabbled for the brush that she had just plowed through. She felt the ground beneath her feet give way, felt herself falling over the edge.

Todd Mansfield, as well as everyone in pursuit of him, heard Lindsey’s terrified scream as she plunged over the edge of the cliff. Todd ran still harder. He was the first to reach the cliff face. He knew the cliffs. He knew what he would see below. One hundred feet down, Lindsey’s battered, broken body sprawled grotesquely over the rocks. He leaned over the edge, tears filling his eyes. His heart skipped a beat as he saw her hanging on the side of the cliff twelve feet below him, her finger tips grasping the most precarious hold on life.

“HELP ME!” she screamed. “OH GOD, PLEASE HELP ME!”

“HANG ON, LINDSEY! I’M COMING!” Todd screamed back and scrambled over the edge of the cliff. Slowly, gingerly, he worked his way down the face of the cliff, relying on the most dubious of handholds. He heard the cops arrive above him. He looked up just as Steve Richards started over the edge to follow him.

“DON’T!” Todd screamed at the big cop. “THE FACE IS BRITTLE! IT WON’T SUPPORT US BOTH!”

Steve hesitated. Was it a trick? Looking at the cliff face, he decided Mansfield was right and climbed back up. Feeling helpless, he knelt at the edge of the cliff with the others and watched Todd Mansfield slowly move towards the terrified girl.

“Help me! Please, help me!” Lindsey was no longer screaming. She was pleading in a voice filled with pure terror.

“Lindsey, listen to me,” Todd spoke calmly. “You’re going to be alright. I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise, Lindsey.”

Denise was holding her breath as she watched Mansfield slowly approach the terrified girl. She could see dirt and stone breaking away each time he took a hand or foot hold. How long? How long until the stones gave way and plunged them both to the rocks below?

“Okay, Lindsey. Now listen to me. I’m going to reach down and take you by the wrist. Don’t try to grab for me until I tell you to, okay?” Lindsey, her eyes filled with terror, nodded.

“Okay, just hang on.” Todd kept his body pressed against the cliff face, leaning sideways and reaching down with his left hand. His right hand gripped a tenuous handhold above him. Reaching, stretching, he finally reached Lindsey and took her right wrist in his hand.

“Okay, let go of the cliff and grab my wrist.”

“I … I can’t! I’ll … fall!” she whimpered.

“No you won’t, Lindsey. I won’t let you. Now come on, grab my wrist.”

Lindsey gazed deep into the eyes of her abductor, the eyes of her rapist. He smiled reassuringly at her. There was no sign of the vicious Todd in his eyes. Screwing up her last reserves of courage, she let go of the cliff and grabbed Todd’s wrist.

“Good girl! Just hang on!” Todd straightened, pulling Lindsey along as he did. Once he was straight, he used his one arm to lift Lindsey higher, dragging her up the cliff face. He raised her until his hand was between his waist and shoulders, but could raise her hundred five pounds no farther. The position was too awkward.

“Okay, Lindsey, this is what I want you to do. Let go of my wrist with your left hand. Try to reach up and grab me around the neck. If you do, you can help me pull you up higher. Okay?”

“O-okay.”

“Fine. On three. One, two, THREE!” Lindsey let go of his wrist and stretched her arm out as Todd jerked up on her other arm. It was just enough, and Lindsey had her hand on the back of his neck.

“Okay, now the other hand. Grab my neck with it.” Lindsey did as she was told. His left arm free again, he reached down and placed his forearm under Lindsey’s buttocks and raised her yet further. Her arms were now wrapped around his neck, squeezing tightly. Todd glanced at the cliff face and sighed. It was starting to break loose. There was no way he could climb up with Lindsey in tow.

He looked up into the eyes of the big cop who had been chasing him. “I need you to lower a rope. Then you can pull Lindsey up!”

“They may have a rope in the chopper.” Reynolds said. “I’ll go check.”

“No!” Steve ordered. The cliff face was giving way. “There’s no time.” He tore off his jacket and threw it on the ground, then pulled his pistol and handed it to Denise.

“Grab my ankles! You two will have to lower me down.” Reynolds and Allen looked at each other, took deep breaths, and did as they were told. Steve edged his way over the cliff head first while the two uniformed officers did their best to prevent him from becoming a skydiver.

They lowered Steve as far as they could. Reynolds and Allen were laying on the ground now, their arms extended over the edge, their hands grasping Steve’s ankles more than two feet below the top of the cliff.

“That’s it!” Steve said as he was dangled from the cliff. He stretched out his arm towards Lindsey. “Can you reach me?”

Lindsey stretched her arm as far as she could. Their finger tips barely touched.

“I … can’t … reach you!” she said.

“Hang on, Lindsey,” Todd told her. “Keep reaching! Keep trying!” His forearm still supporting her buttocks, he called on his last reserves of strength. Gritting his teeth and groaning, he raised Lindsey and inch, then two, then three…

“I’VE GOT HER!” Steve nearly screamed as he grabbed the young girl’s wrist. “HAUL US UP!”

Reynolds and Allen threw all their strength into dragging the big cop and the small girl up the cliff face. Slowly, inch by inch they pulled the two higher, until both were finally over the top and safe. Lindsey broke down then, crying hysterically, and Steve took her in his arms to comfort her. Denise was the only one looking over the edge when Todd’s handhold broke loose. He never screamed as he plunged the hundred feet to his death.

********************

Steve was off duty and sitting at the bar in “Snyder’s”, a neighborhood place one block from the police station. He was working on his second scotch and soda when he saw Denise step through the door. He raised his glass in salutation and she came straight over to where he sat.

“Twenty minutes after quitting time, I figured I’d find you here.” she said as she sat on the stool next to his.

“Looking for me, were you? Any special reason?”

“Nope. Just looking for a sucker to buy me a drink,” she grinned at him.

Steve laughed. “I’m always happy to be a sucker for you, Denise. Johnny!” Steve called to the bartender and pointed at Denise. Johnny nodded and fixed a screwdriver without asking.

It was five days since they had rescued Lindsey Travers. Steve knew that she had been “treated and released” at the hospital for the minor bruises and contusions she received in her run through the bushes and the fall from the cliff. Steve also knew that Denise had arranged to counsel her at the Rape Crisis Center for the much worse emotional injuries that had been inflicted on her.

“So how is Lindsey?” he asked. “Is she going to be okay?”

“Too soon to tell,” Denise replied after sipping her drink. “She went through a lot for someone so young. It’s going to take time, and there are no guarantees.”

Steve shook his head and took another pull of his drink. “Thing I can’t figure out is that sleaze ball Mansfield. He kidnaps her. Rapes her repeatedly. Brutalizes and terrorizes her. But when she was on the side of that cliff, he never hesitated. He went right over, trying to save her. I don’t know. It just …… doesn’t make sense.”

“I’ve been counseling Lindsey. She told me that he kept telling her that … he loved her.”

Steve looked incredulous. “He had a damned funny way of showing it!”

“He also told her that she would learn to love him.”

“Sounds to me like he was full of shit.”

“Maybe. Maybe he was. But when he was on the side of that cliff …. You didn’t see it. You were fighting to save Lindsey. But his face, when you were trying to reach her. He was scared. I mean fear was written all over his face. And then you grabbed Lindsey’s wrist and Dan and Jerry started hauling you both up. When you pulled Lindsey over the edge, and he knew she was safe … well, the fear was gone. His face showed nothing but relief. He had been afraid for her, not for himself. Even when the stones let go and he fell. No fear.”

“So you’re trying to tell me that this whole thing was about love? Where were you drinking before you came here?”

Denise smiled at the jibe. “You don’t understand what I mean, Steve. You and I have taken on rapists before, and every time they were evil men. That was really what was at the heart of their actions. They were pure evil.”

“That I will drink to.” Steve replied.

“But Todd Mansfield. Look at him. Never so much as a speeding ticket. You said so yourself. A good husband. A good father. A good citizen. And then one day …. who knows? Who knows what happened to make him do what he did? I’m just saying that for the first time, I think we’ve encountered a rapist who wasn’t evil. I think he was just sick. He really believed he loved Lindsey, and that she would fall in love with him.”

Steve shook his head. “Do you think knowing that will help Lindsey recover? Do you think it will make things easier for her?”

“No.” Denise said softly. “No, I don’t think it will.”

“In that case,” said Steve, “I hope the bastard rots in hell for what he did to that innocent little girl, and I don’t care what his reasons were.”

“And I’ll drink to that.” Denise replied as she lifted her glass.

Part 2 of a great rape story by Luckytom44

Detective Sergeant Steve Richards pulled his unmarked cruiser to the side of the road and shut off the engine. Four marked police cars were already on the scene, the lights on their roofs flashing red and blue. A section of the front yard was cordoned off with yellow police tape. A group of spectators were off to one side, kept away from the crime scene by a uniformed officer. Dan Reynolds, an experienced cop, had obviously done a good job of getting things organized.

Steve walked over to where Dan was standing with a man and woman. The man had his arm around the woman, comforting her. Her face was red and tear stained. The parents.

“Steve, this is Mr. and Mrs. Travers. Sergeant Steve Richards.” Reynolds introduced the three. The father nodded in Steve’s direction, the mother made no sign at all.

“If you’ll excuse us for a minute?” Steve said to the parents as he took Reynolds elbow and turned towards the cordoned off area. Some of the things he and Reynolds had to discuss might cause the parents unnecessary pain if they overheard.

“Okay. What have we got?” Steve asked when they were far enough away from the Travers.

“Kidnapping. Fifteen year old girl on her way to school. Physical evidence indicates a vehicle pulled off the road and stopped over here, about fifteen feet from where the girl waited for the bus. Footprints indicate that she ran over to the driver’s side of the truck.”

“On her own volition?”

“Right. We have no idea why she would have done that. Anyway, the marks on the ground indicate there was a struggle. That would apparently be when the band on her wrist watch broke. No footprints leading away, so we have to assume she was pulled into the vehicle.”

“Not just a vehicle,” Steve told him. “Four wheel drive. Pickup truck or SUV.”

“How do you figure?”

They were squatting down next to the tire tracks now. “Look at the tread pattern. It’s from an on-off road kind of tire. Nobody uses them on a two wheel drive vehicle.”

“That could fit. Mrs. Travers told me her daughter had mentioned a blue pickup truck that passed by most mornings while she was waiting for the bus. The daughter and driver had started waving to each other for some reason. The daughter thought the driver seemed ‘friendly’.”

“Yeah. Perverts always do seem friendly. Any body else see this truck?”

“Not this morning, but Mrs. Travers began noticing it after Lindsey, the daughter, had mentioned it. Light blue with a matching cap. Late model in good condition. She didn’t know the make. We’ve canvassed the neighborhood. No one else noticed anything.”

“What kind of time frame do we have?”

“Tight. Mrs. Travers usually watches her daughter from the front window until she gets on the bus. This morning she had to tend to her two year old when he fell off a chair. She got back to the window just in time to see the bus pulling away. Five, maybe six minutes, tops.”

“Hmmm. The abduction wouldn’t have occurred with the bus sitting here, or even with it in view, so it must have happened before it arrived. Yet Mrs. Travers saw the bus pulling away when she returned to the window. That makes it an even tighter time frame. Check with the bus driver. If it was that close, he may have seen something. Check the businesses in the area, too. If he came by every morning at the same time, he might work someplace nearby. I’ll have forensics take plaster casts of the footprints and the tire tracks.”

“Will do. Umm, Steve, you … mentioned perverts. You don’t think there’s a chance that this might be a kidnapping for ransom?”

Steve sighed. “This is a nice neighborhood, Dan, but not a rich neighborhood. I’m afraid whoever grabbed this girl wasn’t interested in money.”

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Lindsey had stayed in the truck for nearly an hour and a half. She was dressed in her panties, shorts and bra. Her top was shredded and unwearable. Her captor had taken her shoes and socks, presumably to slow her down if she tried to run away. She was trapped and helpless, completely at the mercy of this stranger.

She huddled near the passenger door, watching her abductor as he set up camp. He had put up an awning, supported by a metal framework, in the middle of the clearing. Under this, he placed two four by eight foot sheets of plywood to act as a floor. He then set up a folding card table with two folding chairs in the center of the plywood. Another, smaller folding table was set up to the side, off of the plywood but still under the awning, and a camp stove was placed on it. A storage cabinet was placed under the smaller table. A lantern was hung from the center of the metal frame. It looked like he was planning to stay for quite some time. And Lindsey knew he was planning on keeping her there, too.

She felt a shiver travel up her spine at the thought. After he had raped her, he had said the next time would be better. The next time. That meant he was going to hurt her again. Maybe hurt her several more times. How long would he keep her? How often would he use her? She felt tears welling up in her eyes as she squeezed them tightly shut.

“Lindsey?” She jumped at the sound of his voice. He was next to the open driver’s door, holding his hand out towards her. “Come on out, Lindsey. I’ve got the campsite ready and I want to show you around.”

Lindsey sniffled and pressed herself against the passenger door, slowly shaking her head from side to side.

“Come on, Lindsey. It’s alright.” He leaned into the truck and reached for her. She tried to pull back, but there wasn’t room. Lindsey whimpered as he took her by the arm and pulled her out of the truck.

“See, the back of the truck is set up for sleeping. The cot is big enough for both of us.” Lindsey shivered as he said that. “We also have a double wide sleeping bag so we can sleep out when the weather is nice. The awning will give us a protected area to cook and eat even if it rains, and the mosquito netting around it will make it a nice place to sit in the evenings.”

Lindsey couldn’t believe this. He was acting like everything was normal. Acting like they were on a father-daughter camping trip or something.

“We can get all the fresh, cold water we need from the stream. Just remember when you wash up to do it down stream, so the soap and such runs away from the camp.” Turning, he led her to the other side of the clearing. “See the little building just behind those bushes? That’s an outhouse. I camp here often enough that I figured building it was a good idea.”

“Please,” she begged in a small voice, “let me go home. Just let me go home.”

“I told you, Lindsey. I told you why I can’t take you home. Your parents would never allow us to see each other.”

Lindsey couldn’t take anymore of this playacting.

“I don’t WANT to see you!” she screamed at him, fresh tears running from her eyes. “Can’t you UNDERSTAND that? I HATE you! HATE YOU! You … you made me … made me … DO that! You … you HURT me! Oh God, why are you DOING this? Why are you DOING this to me?”

“Because I love you, Lindsey.” he said in a quiet voice.

“LOVE me? You RAPED me, you bastard! You RAPED me! You dirty, filthy BASTARD!” In a fit of rage, Lindsey attacked Todd, clawing at his eyes. Todd had her by the wrists, forcing her arms down and behind her. He grasped both of her slender wrists in his left hand.

“You don’t mean it, Lindsey. You don’t. You’ll learn to love me. I’ll show you, dear.” Todd murmured as his free hand went to the clasp of her bra.

“Let GO of me!” she screamed as he pulled her to him. “DON’T! Not AGAIN! PLEASE not again! LEAVE ME ALONE!”

She tried fighting. She kicked at him, tried to hit him with her fists, but he was too big, too strong. He tore open the clasp of her bra and pulled it from her. Lindsey broke free and tried to run, but he tackled her within five feet.

“STOP IT!” He had rolled her onto her back and was pulling her shorts and panties down her legs. “Oh God, PLEASE STOP IT! Don’t HURT me any more!”

“It’s okay, Lindsey. Just relax. It can be good for you if you just relax.”

“NO! I don’t WANT to! I don’t want you IN me! Please STOP!”

Todd had peeled off his jeans and shorts, all that he had been wearing, and was now pinning Lindsey to the ground with his body. Lindsey became hysterical, fighting and kicking as he forced her legs apart. She felt him pressing his organ against her.

“NO! STOP IT! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … NO MORE! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … PLEASE! STO-OO-OP! NO! NO! NOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Lindsey ground her teeth together as once more she felt Todd bury himself inside her.

“Oh, Lindsey! Oh, baby! You feel so wonderful!” he sighed in her ear, ignoring her tears and her pleas.

“Oh, God! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh …Get … get OUT … of me! …nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … Please … please … get out … OUT of me!” Lindsey whimpered as Todd raped her in the deep grass of the clearing. She had quit fighting, realizing that it was a wasted effort. She lay still in the grass, tears tracing paths down her cheeks, while he slowly stroked his meat in and out of her.

Todd shifted to a kneeling position, one leg to either side of Lindsey’s hips. He put his arms under her legs and raised them until her knees were draped over his elbows. In this position, he could penetrate Lindsey to a much greater depth than he had when her legs had been flat on the ground. He gazed into her eyes as he continued the slow, methodical pace.

“Nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh” Lindsey moaned softly with each penetration of her young body. “Ooohhhhhhhh …. nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … No … no more. … P-please … nnuuhhhh … no … no more.”

“It’s alright, Lindsey. Just relax. Relax. It can be good for you, too.” he told her softly. Lindsey closed her eyes and rolled her head to the side. She didn’t want to relax. She didn’t want it to be good. She just wanted her mother.

“Nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … ooohhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Todd pushed forward, putting more weight on the back of Lindsey’s legs, forcing her thighs closer and closer to her chest. Opening her eyes, she could see her bare feet, pointing skyward and bouncing in time with his movements. She closed her eyes again and moaned as he penetrated still deeper into her. His hands were now on her breasts, squeezing and massaging them.

“Oh God, Lindsey. Oh God.” he groaned as his pace increased. She could feel him swelling inside of her and knew that he was approaching orgasm.

“Please … nnuuhhh … please, not … not inside me. … oohhhhh … I don’t want to … to be pregnant. … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … Please … d-don’t!” Lindsey pleaded in a voice barely above a whisper.

“Don’t worry, Lindsey. I’ll take care of you. No matter what happens, I’ll take care of you.”

“No! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … No! Don’t! … nnuuhhh … Don’t do it … nnuuhhh … inside me! … nnuuhhh … Oh no! Oh no! Oh NOOOOOOOOO!” Lindsey stiffened as she once more felt him spraying her insides with thick, hot cum. She felt it spreading through her, filling her. She squeezed her eyes shut and pounded the ground with her fist in frustration.

Gradually his pace slowed. He slowly raised his body, taking his weight off the back of her legs and allowing her to straighten. Lindsey moaned as her legs dropped over top of his thighs and her feet touched the ground. He was still kneeling between her legs, and she could feel him softening inside of her.

Finally withdrawing from her and standing up, Todd watched as Lindsey rolled onto her side and curled into a fetal position. Her tears ran freely.

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Steve Richards was reviewing reports at his battered metal desk when Dan Reynolds knocked on the frame of the open office door and entered without waiting for a response.

“Anything?” Steve asked shortly.

“Not much. School bus driver remembers passing a blue pickup with a cap just before getting to the Travers’. Said it was a full sized Ford F150. The timing seems to indicate that if the driver of the pickup wasn’t involved, then he sure as hell witnessed whatever did happen.”

“Then find that pickup. Whichever way it goes, the driver is the key.”

“We’re checking all the businesses in a five mile radius around the Travers’ home. We’re concentrating mostly on places to the east, since that was the direction the truck was headed every morning. So far, no luck, but there are plenty of places we haven’t checked.”

“Good. If you think you need more manpower, let me know and I’ll talk to the Chief about it.”

“Steve, how about going to the media? Newspapers and television? Put out a statement that we would like to talk to the driver of such and such vehicle or anybody who might know him?”

Steve sighed. “I hate to do that. It could backfire on us. If the driver IS the perpetrator, we’d be telling him that we have a lead on him. He’d garage that truck damned fast. Maybe even ditch it. And he just might decide to ditch the girl, too. Permanently.”

“Hmmm. I guess you’re right. You must be a detective or something. I guess that’s why they pay you the big bucks.”

“Bite me. Now get out there and find that truck.”

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Todd sat sideways on the seat, his legs dangling out the open driver’s door of the truck. He could see Lindsey’s nude body laying in the grass not fifteen feet away. She was curled into a fetal position, her arms crossed over her chest as if she were hugging herself. She had been laying like that, unmoving, for the hour since he had raped her the second time. He could see the shocked, blank stare in her red rimmed eyes. He could see her lips trembling. Those lovely lips. Yes, those lovely lips.

Todd, still naked, slipped off the seat and slowly walked towards Lindsey. His approach finally stirred a reaction in her. Raising her torso from the grass, her legs still curled in front of her, she began inching herself backwards. She didn’t take her eyes from Todd’s face, and her look was one of pure terror.

“P-please. Please don’t … don’t hurt me again. Please don’t hurt me again.” Her pleading, little girl voice was soft, barely above a whisper. Tears ran down her cheeks.

He was standing over her now, and her head was tilted back as she stared into his eyes. He saw the tears glistening on her cheeks as he knelt down next to her and took her by the shoulders. His touch resulted in a violent reaction from the terrified girl.

“NO!” she screamed. “NO! Leave me ALONE! Don’t TOUCH me! DON’T!” Her hands flew to his face as she tried to claw his eyes. He caught her wrists with both his hands and forced her back down onto the grass.

“It’s okay. Lindsey. It’s okay. I don’t want to hurt you. I really don’t. I want to love you.”

“Let GO! STOP it! Let GO!” she pleaded as he pulled her arms down by her sides. Holding her arms, he swung one leg over her so he was kneeling on either side of her, his buttocks on her chest and his stiffening meat hanging just under her chin. Horrified and sickened, Lindsey realized what he was planning to do to her.

“You’ll like this, Lindsey. You’ll LEARN to like it. Believe me.” he said in a soothing voice as he clamped her head between his thighs. Lindsey’s arms came up from behind him, grabbing his thighs and trying to pull them apart so she could twist her head away from him.

“STOP it! Y-you CAN’T! Y-you can’t DO this!” She was digging her heels into the dirt, thrusting her hips into the air and twisting her body in a futile attempt to get him off of her. She pulled on his thighs and pushed against his stomach with her hands to keep him away from her. “Please, PLEASE don’t … don’t put it … in my … in my mouth! PLEASE don’t!”

He had his cock in his hand. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head towards him. “Come on, Lindsey. Open your mouth. Open wide.” He had to have those lips. Those lovely, lovely lips.

“NO! I don’t WANT …. don’t WANT … nnuuuhhh … Get OFF!” She was kicking and squirming, twisting and fighting. Her hands pushed against his chest. “Stop! PLEASE stop! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … Don’t! Don’t! … nnuuuhhh … WAIT! … PLEASAAAAUUUUUURRRRGRGGGGGGGG!”

Lindsey dug in her heels and arched her back as he forced his cock into her mouth and crammed it back into her throat. She was gagging and choking on the swollen piece of meat that was invading her so brutally. Her body was twisting and bouncing, her legs kicking, her hands pounding on his chest and pulling on his thighs as she continued struggling against him.

“MMMMM …. UURRGGG …. UURRGGG … MMMMRRRRRR … AACCKKK!” Gagging, choking and screaming around Todd’s cock, Lindsey continued fighting as he gripped the hair on both sides of her head and forced her mouth up and down the length of his shaft.

“Oh, God, Lindsey! You feel so good! You feel so good!” Todd murmured as he fucked Lindsey in the mouth. He pulled her face towards him and thrust his hips forward, groaning in pleasure as the head of his cock pushed into her throat. She felt the bile rising and had to fight down the urge t o vomit.

“Uuurrrgggggg! Uuurrrgggggg! Uuurrrgggggg!’ Lindsey was gripping his thighs with her hands, fighting to pull them apart and free her head. Her lower body twisted and turned, her legs kicked, her heels dug into the dirt. She fought with every ounce of strength and determination she could muster, all to no avail.

“Oh. Lindsey! Oh, Lindsey! I never thought anything could feel … feel so … so good! Oh, God!” While Todd was immersed in his own pleasure, young Lindsey was immersed in fear, frustration and revulsion. She felt sick, she felt disgusted with herself and with what was being done to her.

“Uuurrrgggggg! Urg! Urg! Uuurrrgggggg!” Tears ran freely down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. It was revolting! It was disgusting! It was sickening! At the tender age of fifteen, Lindsey wanted to die. She wanted to die so this horror would end.

Todd forced his cock into Lindsey’s mouth faster and faster as his excitement grew. He was getting close to orgasm and his assault became more brutal. Lindsey fought ever harder, with a strength born of desperation. Todd pressed her face against his stomach and held her there while his hips pistoned his cock in and out of her.

“Oh, God! Oh, dear God!” Todd groaned as he felt his balls tighten. He was holding Lindsey by the back of the head now, pulling her face tight against him. He felt his cock start to throb inside her mouth. He jammed his cock as far into her throat as possible and held it there, moaning as he exploded into her.

“RRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGG! RRRR! RRRR! RRRRRRRRGGGGG!” Lindsey retched and her body snapped taut as she felt a long stream of hot cum shoot into her throat. Her back arched and her fingers tore desperately at Todd’s thighs as he pumped more and more of the sickening filth into her, filling her throat and mouth. She felt him trembling as he kept his cock buried deep inside her. Finally, with a sigh, he relaxed his grip and lowered her head to the ground.

Lindsey lay trembling in the grass as Todd withdrew from her mouth and stood up. She felt a stickiness on her cheeks and chin and realized she had gagged and coughed while he was cumming, blowing some of his filth out of her mouth and onto her face. She could also feel it on the inside of her cheeks, feel it coating her tongue. Most sickening of all, though, was her knowledge that she had swallowed a good portion of it.

She felt her stomach constrict, and then again. She felt sick. She rolled onto her side as she began retching. She managed to raise herself to her knees, and then she was vomiting, emptying the contents of her stomach onto the grass. She continued retching and gagging even after there was nothing left inside her.

“Poor Lindsey.” she heard Todd say next to her. “Poor, poor Lindsey. You just aren’t accustomed to that yet.” She felt his hand on her shoulder, felt the other hand with a wet cloth gently cleaning her face. She was too exhausted to fight, too shattered to care. She knelt in the grass, trembling, while Todd washed her.

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Steve Richards was organizing a list of businesses for the marked police cars to check out while on normal patrol. That would increase his manpower over using just detectives. He wanted this girl found, and he wanted her found alive.

Glancing to the side of his desk, he stared at a photograph. A photograph of a pretty, brown haired fifteen year old girl. Sparkling eyes. Brilliant smile. How could anyone hurt someone like that? How could anyone be that low? Steve shook his head and returned to compiling the list. Divide the list into districts, each patrol unit to cover one of them.

The phone on his desk rang. “Richards,” he said into the receiver.

“Sergeant, this is Ramirez in forensics. I’ve got good news on the tire tread.”

“Okay, what is it?”

“We’ve got a positive match as a Cooper Tire Discoverer A/T. The Ford F150 comes with the Firestone Wilderness A/T as standard equipment. That means at some point, our boy had new tires mounted.”

“Great! That gives us another path to follow to find that truck. Good work, Ramirez. Thanks.”

Steve hung up the phone. As soon as he finished compiling the list of possible employers, he would compile a list of all Cooper Tire distributors within twenty five miles. The boys had better be up for some overtime, because this investigation was shifting into overdrive.

Steve again looked at Lindsey’s photograph. He would find her alive. He would find her alive or somebody would not live long enough to regret it.

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Night had fallen and the area under the awning was illuminated by the hanging lantern. Lindsey sat in one of the folding chairs, staring at the floor. She was wearing a short, yellow nylon night gown that Todd had given her. On the table in front of her was a plate of beef stew and a cup of hot chocolate. Both were untouched.

“You have to eat something, Lindsey. You haven’t had a bite all day. Please try to eat something.” Todd’s voice was soft, persuasive. Lindsey continued staring at the floor.

“At least try some hot chocolate. Won’t you do that, Lindsey? Just some hot chocolate?”

Todd sighed. “I understand, Lindsey. It’s a hard adjustment for you to make. You’re accustomed to your own home, your own bed. Having your parents around. But you’ll adjust, Lindsey. It will just take time, but you’ll adjust. When you do, you’ll see I’m right.”

Lindsey continued staring at the floor, saying nothing. Todd shook his head and stood up. He busied himself cleaning up the area and washing the dishes in water heated on the stove. Once everything was put away, Todd turned off the lantern and stood next to Lindsey’s chair.

“Come on, sweetheart, it’s time for bed.” Todd took her by the arm and lifted her from the chair. Lindsey whimpered and tried to hold back as he pulled her to the back of the pickup. The tail gate was down and the rear window of the cap was up. Lindsey felt her pulse race as Todd picked her up and placed her in the bed of the truck. Climbing in after her, he pulled her to the cot that was already made up and the covers turned down.

“Come on, Lindsey, get into bed.” Lindsey’s breathing was ragged as she looked into Todd’s eyes. Her brow was furrowed and her face showed fear. Todd firmly pushed her back onto the cot, then turned and closed the tailgate and the cap window. After removing his shirt and trousers, he slid into the cot next to Lindsey and pulled the covers up over them.

Todd took Lindsey into his arms so her head rested on his shoulder. Her body was tense, her arms crossed protectively across her chest. Todd kissed her gently on the forehead. “Good night, Lindsey. I love you.”

Todd drifted off to sleep, while Lindsey spent her first night in captivity terrified, awake and trembling.

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Denise Rhodes was seated at the desk in her small office in the Jackson City Rape Crisis Center. Her desk faced the door and there was a straight backed padded chair in front of the desk. The wall behind her contained several framed documents and photographs. The wall to her right was taken up by a book case full of text books and two filing cabinets. Against the wall to her left was a small couch and coffee table. None of the furnishings were expensive, but they were functional

Denise was twenty-eight years old and had worked at the Center as a counselor for four years, ever since graduating from college with a degree in psychology. She stood five foot five and weighed one hundred and fifteen pounds. She kept in shape with daily exercise and martial arts practice three times a week. She had a heart shaped face with large brown eyes and full lips, and her thick brunette hair fell to just below her shoulders.

The phone on Denise’s desk rang. “Denise Rhodes,” she said into the receiver.

“Hi Denise. It’s Steve.”

Denise and Steve had originally met when Jimmy Edwards, a twenty two year old serial rapist, made the mistake of attempting to attack Denise. Denise had shot him three times with a licensed Kel Tec .32 automatic. Steve had been the officer investigating the shoo ting, which was eventually ruled justifiable homicide. That initial meeting had lead to a fast friendship between the two, and that friendship had led to Steve and Denise working together on several cases. Denise was carried on the books as an Jackson City Auxiliary Police Officer.

“Sure, like I wouldn’t recognize that gravelly voice,” she grinned as she said it. “What can I do for you?”

“Right now, nothing. I may need your expertise later, though.”

“So it’s a business call. What’s have you got?”

“Missing girl. Kidnapped. She’s only fifteen and she’s been missing since yesterday morning.”

“Oh, no. Not a kid. Any chance she’s just a runaway or something?” Denise asked hopefully, a look of concern on her face.

“Doesn’t seem likely. Everything so far points to forcible abduction. I figure if we do find her, she’s going to need of the services of a good rape counselor. That’s why I called to give you a heads up.”

Denise sighed. “It’s a cruddy world sometimes, Steve. Really cruddy. But you know if you need me, just call. Anytime, day or night. I just hope you find her alive.”

“Me, too, kid. Me too.”

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Todd woke up with the sun coming through the side window of the cap and his arms still around Lindsey. He had slept much later than normal. He growled deep in his throat as he stretched both arms wide, then wrapped them once more around Lindsey. “Good morning, dearest,” he said as he kissed her on the forehead.

“Come on!” he said enthusiastically as he vaulted out of bed. “It’s our first full day together. Let’s make the most of it.”

Lindsey tried to resist, but Todd took her by the wrist and pulled her from the cot. He opened a box along the opposite side of the truck bed and removed two towels, two wash cloths, soap, shampoo, tooth brushes, toothpaste, razor and shaving cream.

“We’ll go down to the stream and get cleaned up first, then I’ll get some breakfast ready for us. Well come on!” He took her by the hand and led her to the stream. Once there, Todd pulled off his skives and prepared to step into the stream.

“Let’s go, Lindsey. You’re not going to try and bathe in your nightgown, are you?” he grinned at her as he said it.

“Can’t I … can’t I … wash alone? Please?” He saw the tears in her eyes and relented.

“Sure, Lindsey. I guess you’re still shy, aren’t you? Go on over to the awning, and you can bathe after I’m done.”

Lindsey walked to the awning and sat on one of the folding chairs. She wanted a bath more than she ever had before. She felt absolutely filthy. She felt as if there was some kind of slime on her. But she didn’t want to bathe with him! She just wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

Todd was back in twenty minutes, wearing fresh skivvies and toweling his hair. “It’s all yours. I left you a towel and everything down on the bank.”

Lindsey walked down to the bank of the stream where the items had been left for her. She looked back and saw that Todd had his back to her, doing something at the camp stove. Quickly, before he could turn around, she slipped off her panties and nightgown and lowered herself into the cool water of the stream.

Moving a little way out from the bank, Lindsey found that the stream was about three feet deep with a soft, sandy bottom. Sitting down, the water came nearly to her shoulders. She used the washcloth and soap to scrub herself repeatedly, then shampooed her hair three times.

“Lindsey?”

She jumped at the sound of his voice. Staying low in the water, she looked over her shoulder at him.

“I brought you fresh clothes.” he said as he placed a neatly folded pile next to her towel. Straightening up, he said “Breakfast is nearly ready. You’d better hurry.”

Todd turned and walked back to the awning. Lindsey sat in the water for several minutes, letting her heart rate return to normal. Finally, she climbed out of the stream and toweled off. She checked the pile of clothes he had left. White nylon bra and panties, a blue denim mini skirt and a white sleeveless t-shirt. Still no shoes or socks. She dressed and found everything fit reasonably well.

With no place else to go, Lindsey walked to the awning and sat down.

“Perfect timing,” Todd said. “Breakfast is ready.”

He put a plate of scrambled eggs and sausage, a glass of orange juice and a cup of hot chocolate in front of her. She had thought she wasn’t hungry, but it was over twenty-four hours since she had eaten, and the smell of the food made her stomach growl.

Gingerly, she picked up a fork and tasted the eggs. Immediately she knew she was starving and began eating rapidly.

“Well,” Todd observed, “at least you have your appetite back.”

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Officer James Duncan steered his cruiser out of the parking lot of Hayworth Tire and Battery. Their records indicated they had sold Cooper Discoverer A/T tires to the owners of twenty-seven Ford F150s. The color of the vehicles were unknown. He would have to check them all.

With a sigh, he checked the list they had given him and headed for the closest address. Once he was done checking these twenty-seven, if he didn’t turn up the suspect, he would go on to the next Cooper distributor, get another list, and start all over again.

It was going to be a long day.

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Lindsey had finished her breakfast and Todd cleaned up. After he had finished, he asked Lindsey what she wanted to do.

“I want to go home.” she said in a small voice, her eyes down turned.

“I wish I could take you home, Lindsey. I really do. I know you miss your parents, but we have to work things out between us first.”

“There isn’t any ‘us’!” she replied, looking up at him with tears welling up in her eyes. “There never will be any ‘us’. Y-you raped me. Humiliated me. Y-you’ve hurt me worse than … than any … any…” Lindsey broke off, putting her face in her hands and crying.

Todd stood still, watching Lindsey cry out her pain. She looked back up at him. “I h-hate you. Don’t you understand? I hate you with every fiber of m-my being. I will h-hate you till the day I d-die!”

“No, Lindsey, no. You’re wrong.” He moved towards her and knelt down in front of her chair. “I’ve known since I first saw you that we would be together. That we would love each other. It’s fate. Destiny.”

Todd put one hand behind her head and pulled her forward to kiss her. His other hand went to the front of his trousers and pulled down his zipper. Lindsey felt him moving between her legs, felt him pushing the crotch of her panties aside. There was no sense in fighting. No sense in resisting. He was too big. Too strong.

“Don’t. Please don’t. I don’t want to. Please?” Her voice was barely a whisper.

Lindsey moaned as Todd knelt between her legs and slowly shoved his cock up inside her while she sat in the chair. She leaned back and grasped the seat on either side as Todd put his hands on her hips and slowly slid in and out of her.

“Don’t you see, Lindsey? Doesn’t this show you? We were meant to be.”

Lindsey slowly shook her head from side to side as tears trickled down her face. “No. No it doesn’t. It doesn’t m-matter how … how many times you … you do this …to me. I will n-never … never love you. Never.”

Lindsey gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut. She continued grasping the seat of the folding chair with every ounce of strength she had. She felt him moving inside her, heard him groaning. Lindsey whimpered as once again she felt the warm sensation inside as his fluids filled her.

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Officer Jerry Allen pulled his cruiser into the visitor’s parking lot of Boron Electronics and switched off the ignition. This would be the seventh business on his list for today. He knew that other officers were also checking other businesses as well.

Four days the girl had been missing. Jerry could only imagine what she must be going through. That is, if she was even still alive. He sighed. Sometimes this job really sucked.

Climbing out of the cruiser, Jerry put on his uniform hat and slipped the baton into the speed ring on his left hip. He walked down the sidewalk between well m anicured stretches of lawn and opened the front door. Inside, behind a mahogany desk, sat a pretty young receptionist.

“Can I help you, Officer?”

“Yes. I’d like to speak to the owner or the plant manager, please. Official business.”

“One moment, please.” She lifted a telephone handset to her ear and punched a button. After a moment, she said “Mister Edgars, there’s a police officer here to see you. Yes. He said official business. Yes, sir.”

She hung up the phone and looked up at Jerry. “Mister Edgars will see you now.” She stood up and walked across the carpeted floor, knocked once on a door, and opened it for Jerry without waiting for a reply.

Sitting behind a large oak desk was a distinguished looking older gentleman. Gray hair, thick in the middle, early sixties Jerry judged. He stood up and held out his hand. Jerry took his hand and noticed the grip was still firm.

“I’m James Edgars, owner of the firm,” he said with a smile.

“Officer Allen, sir. Thank you for your time.”

“Not at all. Always happy to help the police. What can I do for you?” he sat back down and indicated a chair to Jerry. Jerry sat down and pulled out his notebook.

“We’re trying to trace a vehicle, sir. No license number, just a description.”

“What makes you think I can help?” He seemed genuinely interested in the reason.

“The vehicle was observed nearly every morning over a period of several months. Always at the same time of the morning, always going the same direction. We are assuming the driver was on his way to work, and we’re checking all businesses within a certain area to see if we can locate him.”

“May I ask why you want to find this individual?”

“That is … confidential for now.” Jerry replied.

“Very well. None of my business, really. What kind of vehicle are you looking for?”

“Ford F150 pickup, blue with a matching cap.”

James Edgars eyebrows raised. “Todd Mansfield,” he said.

Jackpot! Jerry thought. “Is he here? May I speak with him?”

“Sorry, but he quit five days ago. After nearly twenty years, no notice or anything. Just came in, cleaned out his desk and announced he was quitting. Strange to say the least. Truth be told, he had been acting strange for the last month or so. I figured maybe trouble at home.”

“I’d like to talk to his co-workers if you don’t mind. And I’ll need his home address.”

“No problem at all, Officer. No problem at all. I can provide you with a conference room to interview people, and our personnel department can supply his address.”

“If you don’t mind, I’d like the address first. I can call it in and have another officer dispatched while I take care of things here.”

Another great story from LikeBadFun!

Another late night working at the open house. After all these years in the business Candy still worked the open houses. Single again and 40, the vivacious blond had built up a lucrative real-estate business. But the hours were long and stressful. Candy was very tired and it was time to lock up – 10pm. She planned to just lock the front door, go home and soak in a hot tub. But she was so tired. On second thought, she just locked the front door and decided to use the hot tub in the model unit. It was a real big tub, the plumbing was hooked up and the decor included a real towel. She could soak in the tub here. It would be quiet and relaxing.

She filled the hot tub not bothering to lock the backdoor. After all, there were just half-built houses around here, so no one was likely to come by this time of night especially with all the lights off. Candy took off her brown business jacket, hung it up then unzipped and slid off her brown business skirt. Slowly she unbuttoned her crisp white blouse, slipped it off and hung it on the door knob. Next, the pantyhose were down and off and just tossed aside. She unhooked the lacy 38C black bra and let it fall to the floor; same with the black lace panties. Who cared? Just needed to relax. Candy put her foot in the hot tub and slowly sat down in the soothing water to soak away the aches. Leaning back and stretching out, she felt the warm, soothing water close over her body. The water gently lifted her milky white breasts so they floated. Her ID card was still around her neck. Never mind, taking it off, just relax. She closed her eyes; dreaming.

Was that a sound? No. Relax just a bit more. Dream some more. Lights on her eyes? Hand over her mouth! Cold steel at her throat! Dreaming? She was thrust under the water again and again before being roughly pulled up by the hair. Forced to stand, gasping, sputtering.

“Quiet and don’t move! Hey, Jamal, forget the furniture, look what I found.”

Candy stood quivering and trembling. A flashlight blinded her eyes. She instinctively covered her breasts and privates. A vicious slap!

“Hands at your sides! Let’s see what we have here.”

The flat of the knife slid down from her throat, between her breasts, under her right breast. The flat of the knife held her right breast up but nicked the other one, something warm trickled down her left breast. She couldn’t see them. The flashlight was directly in her eyes. The big man lifted the ID card from where it hung over her left breast.

“Jamal, hurry up, we’ve got some Candy.”

Two men stared at her. Candy’s naked body dripped and shook. Her head swam as she realized the trouble she was in.

“P-please, please don’t hurt me. You can take anything in this house, just leave me alone. Please!”

“We can take anything? That’s what we planned! Truck’s out back and we’re gonna fill it with everything here. While we’re at it, we’re gonna fill you. I ain’t had a piece of ass since before goin’ to pris’n. ‘Cept for the two porkers I had on the inside – they really squealed. Turn around so’s I can see your ass.”

Candy slowly turned around as the big man played his flashlight all over her body.

“Jiggly ass, not skinny, got some meat on it. Maybe I’ll try porking you too. Kinda got used to porkin’ in prisn.”

“Whatcha find Eddy? Oh! Hey, cool. Nice jugs – fill both hands. Too bad you spoiled one of them”

As she turned around Eddy’s knife nicked her left breast again. Now his knife was under her right breast slowly raising it up and then dropping it, bouncing it like a ball! She could feel the blade scraping the flesh under her breast every time it bounced.

“I’ll tell Carlos to come in from the truck. He’ll like this too.”

“Not enough room here, Carlos can wait. Now Blondie, raise your arms over your head and spread your legs.”

As she raised her trembling arms and stood with her legs apart, a cold, rough hand squeezed her left nipple and poked the cuts.

“Hey look at her jump! Guess we can still use this boob. Nice hair between the legs, she’s a real blonde. Nice ass, I like them with a bit of meat.”

She could hear the sneers in their voices as someone grabbed her cunt and pinched hard.

“OK, slut, on your knees and keep your legs apart. Undo my pants and take out my pecker. Hey Jamal get your pants off you dumb turd.”

Now she was on her knees, in the dark, in the tub. She could feel the tip of a cock touching her breast; now a second one. One of them put the tip of his cock on her left nipple and pushed so hard her breast felt like the cock was almost inside it as flesh folded around the cock. Eddy pressed his balls up against her right breast so that his cock rested on her throat.

“Don’t move while we grease up your titties luscious.”

They rubbed their moist cocks on her tits and she felt some warm goo dribbling on them.

“OK, now bend down and start sucking,” Eddy growled.

Trembling, she reluctantly felt for his cock but he jammed it forward into her lips and Jamal tweaked her nipples very hard. She jumped.

“On second thought, suck Jamal’s cock instead and turn around and lean over, I really need to pork you, bitch.”

The water sloshed as she sobbingly turned around again kneeling on her hands and knees. She felt Jamal’s cock brush her lips. It was already moist and she could taste the salt. His cock pushed at her lips as he once again tweaked her left, bleeding breast. Her lips parted and his hot, throbbing cock slid in so her tongue could taste his moist dribblings.

Meanwhile, Eddy lathered her ass with soap to make entry easier and then she felt the tip of his cock touch her left ass cheek then the right one before coming to rest at her asshole. She braced with fear as Eddy clutched her soft belly and started to push. The soap did its job and she was surprised how quickly his cock entered. Candy felt him thrust into her violated anus as her head swam. Unfortunately, she remained conscious as he thrust all the way in over and over.

Each time Eddy rammed his cock into her ass, her whole body swayed forward, her breasts swinging wildly. Each time Eddy rammed into her ass Jamal’s thick cock was forced down her throat so she felt like vomiting.

“Porky! Here I come!”

She felt Eddy shudder and knew his filthy cock had come inside her. As he pulled out, Jamal started pushing harder and his balls ground against her chin while he continued to inflict pain on her tits with his rough squeezing. His cock rubbed back and forth over her tongue and into her throat as she fought the nausea. She felt him jerk uncontrollably as his filthy cum filled her mouth forcing her to swallow the vile, salty goo.

Eddy shoved her to the bottom of the tub putting his foot on her left breast so only her nose was barely above water. She heard:

“OK, go get Carlos. It’s his turn.”

Soon a heavier set of footsteps came hurrying and she heard a low whistle.

“Saved me something huh? Let me see. Nice tits. Blonde pussy! Get your foot off her so I can get in!”

The foot came off but before she could move a heavy naked body was on top of her forcing her legs apart. Her knees went up above the water as she felt his hands searching for her pussy. Then she felt the head of his cock directed to her cunt as she tried to pull away. Too much weight on her, she couldn’t move. Candy pushed and twisted but nothing would stop the onslaught of this third cock. The filthy rod pushed into her helped by the lubricating effect of the warm water. Carlos just pushed faster and faster. He had just one object – squirt into this cunt as quick as possible.

Shudders, release. His slimy cum must be in her now. She again felt like vomiting. His weight came off her. She subsided in pain and blackness as she gave in to her mind’s desire to close down. The last she heard was the scumbags laughing as they started carrying out furniture.

Dreaming. The water, cooling.

Her eyes opened fearing to see the devastation in the house. Getting up, her body no longer ached. Her left breast was fine. Why? She looked around. All the furniture was in place! Damn! Would this recurring dream never stop??