extreme rape

The Babysitter

By Throatdagger

My name is Harry and my wife is Ann. We have a two year old boy named Jason. When Ann and I go out for the evening we hire Tracy to watch Jason. Tracy, who is 17, has long red curly hair and has very pale skin without any freckles. She is rather skinny with small breasts. We have heard so much on the news about babysitters abusing small children that we installed hidden video cameras throughout our house. After Tracy babysat for us last Friday, I had reviewed the tapes from our cameras. Although Tracy had taken excellent care of our son; to my surprise after she had put him in bed for the night, she had rummaged through the den. She had discovered the porn material I had hidden in the back of one of the cabinets. I watched the video as she thumbed through the various magazines and then she had inserted a video tape in the VCR. As she watched the XXX rated film she began to slide her hand up the short mini skirt she was wearing. Tracy seemed to always dress pretty much the same. A kitty print T shirt with short mini skirts. She wore thigh high nylons and heeled shoes. I wondered if it was some kind of group she was in.

As the video tape from the hidden camera played, I watched as Tracy continued to arouse herself. I thought this young slut needs to be taught a lesson. I developed my plan. Tonight Ann and I would go out to dinner and a late movie. As always we would have Tracy watch Jason; but tonight would be different. I was going to slip some sleeping pills in Ann’s drink during dinner. She would be too tired to go to the late movies so we would come home early. It would still be past Jason’s bedtime. Ann would want to go directly to bed which is upstairs and at the opposite end of the house from the den. I was sure that Tracy wouldn’t hear us come in since I was going to leave the car outside the garage. With Ann and Jason upstairs safely out of earshot, I was going to surprise my little porn watcher in the den. She had told her parents since we were going to be out late, she would just stay the night at our house and be home after breakfast the next day. That gave me most of the night to teach my little slut to be a few lessons.

I could hardly wait to put my plan into effect. Tracy had shown up that evening in her typical attire. Tonight her mini skirt was black that when she bent slightly over or set down, you could see the elastic tops of her thigh high stockings. I had arranged some toys in the storage room. The storage room was located in the basement under the den. My wife would sleep through Tracy’s entire learning experience. In the storage room we had a used sofa that we hadn’t donated to charity yet. I had inflated the air bed that we used when all the family came to our house for the holidays. We also had three dining room chairs that we kept for extras when company came. I had stashed some necessary items in a hallway closet. I would pick them up on my way to the den.

My plan was working perfectly. Ann and I had arrived at the restaurant for dinner. When she went to the bathroom, I slipped the sleeping pill in her drink. When she returned she finished her drink as we contemplated desert. The combination of alcohol and the drugs were working perfectly. Before we had finished our desert, Ann was already yawning. She said she was so tired from her day at work; she wanted just to go home and go to bed. I paid the check and we drove the short distance home. As we walked from the car to the door I told Ann that she should go ahead upstairs and go to bed. I would let Tracy know we were home and then I would be up to bed a little while later.

Quietly opening the door I pointed Ann to the stairs saying goodnight softly in her ear. As Ann ascended the stairs I waited patently before walking softly down the hall. I retrieved my supplies from the closet before creeping to the den door. As I peered into the den, I saw Tracy watching another porn movie. She was reclined on the sofa with her back supported by a couple of pillow against the arm. She was slowly running her right hand high up her legs under the mini skirt while she squeezed her breasts under her T shirt with her left hand. She was making tiny moaning sounds as she stared at the action on the TV.

I crept up to the end of the sofa with a piece of duct tape already posited in the palm of my hand. With my other hand I quickly grabbed her long red hair and jerked back. He head bent backwards and before she could make a sound I had slapped the duct tape hard over her mouth. She had been caught completely off guard. I smoothed the tape out over her lips while she was still struggling to get her left hand from under her shirt. The bottom of the shirt was being pulled up and way from her small body. She lung her right hand up above her head trying to dislodge her still unknown attacker only to have me grab her wrist and twist hard spinning her onto her stomach. I stepped quickly around the sofa arm and grabbed her left wrist as it finally pulled free from under her T shirt. Holding both her wrist securely behind her back I applied the cable ties around her wrist. With her wrist now secured, I moved down her nylon clad legs which she was kicking wildly and wrapped the second cable tie around them. She now lay on her stomach completely bound and gagged. In the dimness of the den which was lonely lit by the TV, she was still unaware of the identity of her attacker.

I pulled her curly hair roughly back lifting her out stretched neck from the pillows. I could see her wide eyes searching for a clue as to who was doing this to her. As I held her head firmly back I said “Tracy, you shouldn’t be watching those movies about young women being raped. Things like that could happen to you if you fantasize too much.” Her body tensed at hearing a voice. It took her a few seconds to realize whose voice it was. Letting her hair go, I spun her body onto its back. She looked at me with pleading eyes. She had not only been caught watching porn movies; she had been caught getting her self aroused. I continued “I’m afraid that you need to be taught a lesson. If you are a real good student, I won’t have to show your parent the tapes from my hidden cameras of you getting yourself off. Do you want your parents to know what their cock tease daughter does when she out of the house?” Tracy shook her head no vigorously.

It was time to take Tracy to the classroom. I picked her slender body up and slung it over my shoulder. As we made our way from the den to basement, I slowly ran my hand up and down her slender legs. My hand ventured under her tight little mini skirt and caressed her firm bottom. I knew I was going to have fun teaching this student. I had my lesson plan all laid out. Finally reaching the storage area I had prepared in the basement, I lowered Tracy onto the sofa. Her short skirt was barely over her hips: the elastic tops of her thigh high nylons in full view.

I sat next to Tracy as she squirmed nervously. I put one arm around her shoulders letting my hand dangle down over her breast. I rested my other hands on the inside of her thigh. I could tell she was really nervous about the situation. I said “I’m going to remove the gag, but you need to stay quiet. If you don’t I’ll have to gag you again.” I was going to gag her again anyway but it was going to be with my cock. I swiftly yanked the tape from her mouth. She let out a yelp as the tape tore away. She started pleading “I’m sorry. Please don’t tell my parents. I won’t ever do it again. I promise.” The way she dressed she enjoyed teasing the cocks of all the guys. She was going to get taught a lesson. If she was going to dress like a little hooker she needed to know how to do the part.

I lifted her ankles up and removed the cable ties binding her ankles. I then told her “You’ve been a dad girl. Daddy is going to have to spank you. Bend over my lap and work your hands till you get that slut skirt above your hips.” Tracy began crying as her body trembled. Seeing that she had no choice; she meekly bent over my lap. She then started moving her fingers slowly working her short skirt the rest of the way up. Soon she lay with her bare bottom exposed. I could see her thong underwear had worked deep into her cracks. I ran my hand over the pale skin of her buttocks moving the tight flesh from side to side as I did. She was teetering between anticipation and dread. Her long red curly hair had now fallen down covering her face. I reached behind the seat cushion of the sofa and retrieved a ping pong paddle that I had hidden. I gave her bare bottom a sharp slap with the paddle. Tracy jumped at the sharp pain. I soothed her tight ass with my hand before I delivered another smack. Once again, Tracy lurched from the pain; I delivered two more swats in quick succession. Her pale ass was turning crimson from the paddling. “Please stop. I’ve learned my lesson.” She pleaded.

I laid the paddle down. Tracy breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the paddle hit the sofa cushion. I told Tracy that it was time for a little pop quiz. I was going to ask her some questions and she was to answer me honestly. If I didn’t believe her I was going to pop her with the paddle. I told her to pull her hands up her back and keep them tight against her back. I didn’t want her skirt or her hands getting in my way. She wiggled her arms so that they were above her waist with her skirt pinned underneath. We began the test:

Question: Are you a virgin Answer Yes SMACK

Question: Have you ever given a blowjob Answer No SMACK

Question: Have you ever jerked a guy off Answer Yes

Question: Do you masturbate Answer Yes

Question Have you ever had anal sex Answer Yes SMACK

Tracy blurted “That’s how I’m still a virgin. I let the guys do it in my ass so I keep my hymen for my wedding night and I jerk the guy off instead of giving them a blowjob.” I thought to myself “I thought she was a slut; but she’s an anal slut. It’s cherry picking time tonight.

I pulled Tracy up and sat her on the sofa; then I told her “I’ve locked the door into the basement, so you can’t get out from here. I’m going to untie your wrist and turn on the radio. You are to stand about 4 feet in front of me and do a striptease to the music. If you hesitate, I will use the paddle on you. If you try to run, I’ll catch you and hang you from the steel beam and use my belt over and over on you.”

I turned on the radio and Tracy moved to in front of me. She looked at me with pleading eyes only for me to motion for her to start. She started swaying her hips to the music. She slowly placed her hands at the bottom of her kitty print T shirt and started raising it up. As the bottom of her shirt rose, more of her pale skin came into view. She had the T shirt bunched under her firm boobs. She grasped the roll of material then lifted it over her head. As she pulled her long red hair through the neck of the shirt, she slid it down and off her arms. Tossing the discarded shirt on the sofa, Tracy continued to sway her hips and move her feet to the beat of the music.

Now that my little babysitter had her shirt off, her bra with he firm boobs was plainly visible but my next conquest was her black mini skirt. I pointed to the skirt and as she continued to dance she reached behind her back and began fumbling with the hook and zipper. Soon the snug waistband was loosening. She slowly worked the waist lower until it paper over her hips like a cork coming out of a wine bottle. She lowered skirt over her thigh high stockings then stepped from the skirt. It too joined her shirt on the sofa. She lowered her hand trying to hide her pubic area only to have me slap her hand away.

I motioned for more action. She reached behind her back and released the clasp on her sexy bra. Defeated, she quickly slid the shoulder straps down her arms and tossed the garment on the pile. Her B size boobs were no fully exposed. I nodded again and she swiftly removed her bikini panties. She now was totally naked except for her thigh high stockings. I twirled my hand gesturing what I wanted. She turned her body 360 degrees allowing a complete view. When she had completed her second spin, she stopped and said “That is enough. I’ve stripped for you so let’s stop this.” I replied “Tracy, we have only started your training. Now, drop and suck.” Her eyes wide with shock, she said “You’ve got to be kidding. I can’t do that. I won’t put your fowl dick in my mouth.”

I shouted “You’ll do it or I will beat the shit out of you. Now get on your fucking knees, get your fucking mouth open. You’re to keep your hands behind your back and your eyes wide open. I had better not feel any teeth or I’ll knock every one of your teeth out. Do you understand? Now get down and open up.” Tracy slowly dropped to her knees. With tears in her eyes staring directly at my dick, she opened her mouth. I slipped a hand behind her head and pulled it forward sliding my cock between her lips. Her tongue provides a smooth warm path. She closed her lips around my cock as I began very gently moving her head back and forth. I hadn’t decided whether I would be satisfied with a simple blowjob or whether I was going to mouth rape my captive. As I continued to move her head in a slow steady rhythm, she began to slow suck. I decided that I would let her provide a blowjob. I wanted to train her to provide service after each babysitting. If I was too rough, I would scare her away. Even if she didn’t tell anyone, she surely wouldn’t baby sit again for us.

She began to flick her tongue on the head of my dick as it pushed in and out. She had been a good student of my porno videos. She was making moaning sounds as the ritual continued. I asked “Do you want to swallow?” She quickly shook her head “No” as she continued her slurping. I knew from watching the tapes from my hidden cameras, that she had seen several facial videos. I thought that she must know how to handle having cum on her face. As my cock began to throb, I moved to be sure to get complete coverage of the beauty kneeling before me. Just in the nick of time, I jerked my cock from her mouth as the load spewed onto her face. She jerked slightly from the sudden impact but then held steady as the rest of my load covered her face. Her pale skin glistened from the coating of cum. I rubbed my dick over her face, smearing the spunk into her skin like lotion. When I was done, Tracy looking at me with pleading eyes asked “May I have a towel?” I draped a towel over her head and patted her face dry. She took the towel and finished wiping my spunk.

“How was your first facial? Was it like those you seen on my videos?” “It was not as bad as I thought it would be. It was warm and tasted a little salty.” I knew that my training was progressing better than I had hoped. The real test was yet to come. How was she going to react to giving me her cherry? “I’m glad. Now I need you to lie on you back on the mattress.” I said. “No. I don’t want you to fuck me. I’ll get on my hands and knees and you can do my ass. I want to stay a virgin. Do it the same way that my boyfriend fucks me.” Tracy pleaded. “I’m sorry. You have to be taught a lesson. If you relax, I’ll be gentle and it will be over before you know it.” “I’ll get pregnant. I’m not on birth control.” Tracy cried. I sure didn’t need a pregnant babysitter to explain so I said “I’ll pull out and shoot on you stomach.” I countered.

Realizing that she was going to lose her virginity to me tonight or very soon to her boyfriend; Tracy laid on her back waiting for me to tell her what to do. I gently moved her legs apart as in nudged by head between her thighs. I began to lick and kiss the folds of her virgin pussy. She twinged as if she was being tickled. Soon soft moans were coming from her mouth as she tossed her head from side to side. As I continued my snuggling she started to become wet as the moans increased in intensity. When I felt she had lubricated her self enough I moved further into place. She tensed as she jerked upon the touch of my rigid member to her pussy lips. I reassured her that I would be gentle and that this was a natural progression of her growth into womanhood.

I was ready to start penetrating this young virgin. My cock head was soon snuggling between the lips of her pussy. I pushed further in and soon I was against her hymen. It was time for her to lose her prized cherry. As I caressed her head and once again assured her everything was okay, I thrust forward. I could feel the gentle sweeping of blood as she jerked and uttered a soft yelp. The deed was done. I pushed further in and started moving in and out. She was turning her head from side to side as she gripped the mattress. Her moans were beginning to mix with soft pants as she tried to caught short quick breaths. I quickened my pace as she continued responding. She wasn’t turning into a raving sex maniac but she was definitely enjoying this encounter. She probably realizing after the pain of having her hymen broken this was easier than anal sex.

My slow steady riding continued. My cock was encased by her tight pulsing vaginal muscles. Soon my dick was throbbing with excitement. I knew that I would soon ejaculate and I didn’t want to risk a pregnancy. I gave a few quick thrusts and then pulled out quickly. As I thrust forward over her thighs, my juices shot onto her abdomen in a stream of sticky fluid. She moved her hands down the front of her body and was soon smearing my spunk over her firm abdomen as she continued to moan. I moved to her side to cuddle her. Before long she was asleep snuggled against my body.

The next morning we both awoke to the creek of the kitchen floor above us. We both scurried to get dress for we knew that Ann, my wife, was up with Jason. We went upstairs as we checked each other for any tell tale signs. As we entered the kitchen, Ann asked “Where have you two been?” I replied “I’ve been showing Tracy how to do some things in the basement.” “I’ve really learned a lot.” Tracy chimed as Ann set the plates on the table. We all set down and had an enjoyable breakfast after which I took Tracy home. As Tracy got out of car in her driveway; she smiled at me and said I’ll see you next Friday night.

The End