extreme rape

The Red Headed Wife

By Throatdagger

My name is Hank and I recently moved into the neighborhood. I have noticed a chubby woman that lives in the next block. She is adorable with huge breasts and a bubble butt. I figure that she is in her mid forties; but her short red hair makes her look ten years younger. She is short which will make her easier to control. I’ve discovered that her husband works out of town so she is alone four nights of the week. I have watched and discovered that they keep a key to the house in the garage. I guess they think no one will look there. Since she is slightly over weight she has been going to jazzercise several times a week. That has given me the idea on how I can take this gal for some little sexual activity. That should help her work some weight off.

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The Undressing of Kim

by Rogue

Part 1

Kim looked in the mirror to view her hair. She had just taken a shower, now wearing only a shirt and blue underwear. She was 20 years old, short at 5 foot 3 with medium length blonde hair. A very pretty young woman she had become. She babysitted young Megan while her parents are at work during the day. As she came out of the bathroom, Megan was playing under the bed sheets, trying to make her laugh. She showed her beautiful smile. ‘Hey’, Kim heard from a male’s voice at the door. It was Megan’s father Gary, to her surprise. He must have been home early from work. ‘Hi’ she replied, a little embarrassed he caught her only wearing 2 pieces of clothing, but without showing it. She calmly walked back to the bathroom, leaving the door open. She knew he would look up and down her body, but was dealing with it. He watched her bare feet cross over from the carpet to the tiles of the bathroom floor. ‘Have you seen Megan’ he asked, knowing where she was. ‘….no’ she said, with a hint of sarcasm in her soft voice. Megan peeped out from under the bed covers and hid again, but her father jumped over the bed and she started laughing as he tried to tickle her. They both laughed and she finally ran away from him. Kim was unsure of Gary’s relationship with his family. Megan seemed scared of him at times, but saw no indication he had ever hurt her. He was however, clearly distant from his wife Carla. She was always protective of her daughter around him, and looked uncomfortable in his presence. Kim was never in the same room as them often enough to judge this, but undoubtedly Gary had a sleazy look about him. He once told her she had a great body, in front of his family. Asking ‘do you work out?’ hardly hid the meaning of his comment. After Megan had left the room, Kim still had a smile on her face, adoring the teenager’s innocence. It soon reduced to an awkward closing of her lips, as Gary had still not departed, sitting on the bed. As he breathed a little heavily to recover from his encounter with Megan, he stared at her, not saying a word. He had never seen this much of her lovely skin before. She tried not to show any discomfort, waiting for the moment to pass. Her shirt was so short, he could see her panties clearly. She wished he could not see this and her bare legs as she washed her hands. Kim didn’t trust him and was not surprised he would use this opportunity for a perverted gaze at her lower body. She witnessed the face of an evil man once before. She and her mother were kidnapped 2 years ago. One of the men attempted to rape her, carrying her on his shoulders, but her mother bravely sacrificed her body to protect Kim’s virginity. She looked up at Gary and looked into his face. She was mentally strong and blocked out the thoughts of the sexual pleasure this might have given him. After a minute, he got up and left. Finally Kim could get dressed. As she sat on the bed where Gary had just occupied, she thought to herself for a moment. She then heard him put down the phone after a call and walk downstairs. That’s where Megan was, and she could leave whenever she wanted now anyway. She just remembered she wished to check her facial skin one last time, and began looking in her handbag for the cream she had bought. She was going to meet her friend at the hospital he works in, once his shift was over. They had become close, but she did not know if she could trust a man intimately yet. She appreciated he understood her feelings. She saw this extra time as an opportunity to pick something up from the shops on her way in, but realised 10 minutes had passed. Her small feet were getting cold from the bathroom floor. She walked back over to the bed, her toes sinking into the carpet with every step. She heard the doorbell ring a couple of times, and Gary letting the person in. She wondered who it was, knowing Carla would be late tonight. It was none of her business, and if there’s company, even more reason to put her clothes on. Her beautiful legs had been exposed long enough in another person’s home. She took one of the small white socks she had picked up from the other room. Slipping the sock onto her feet, she did the same with the other. They were as soft as her satin shirt, perfect for the smooth skin of a young woman, and did not stretch much further than her ankles. Her dressing was interrupted by Gary’s reappearance. She could not believe he had stood in the doorway as she clearly needed some privacy. She put on her best fake smile and said ‘sorry’, closing the door, but with out being rude. The door got stuck half way, and she checked the floor, before realising his palm was what blocked it. ‘What are you doing?’ Give me a minute please.’ Her instinct told her immediately something bad was going to happen. He would not remove his grip of the door, so she backed away from him slowly. Depravity and lust was written all over his face. ‘Come on Gary, you’re married. Megan is downstairs.’ ‘………I don’t want to….I’ll scream.’ He said nothing and continued moving forward. This reduced her bravery and she made a run towards the bathroom, hoping to lock it’s door behind her. He chased after her and she cleverly did a u-turn to evade him. He got a brief grip of her top but she broke free and made it through the bedroom door. She was willing to run through the streets in her underwear if she had to, and expected as much as she reached the top of the stairs. Her sprint came to a sudden halt because of a tall man standing there. She had no idea who he was and looked at him in shock. She backed up and he walked up the remaining step of stairs. She noticed something in his right hand, and to her great horror, it was a string of rope. She screamed and ran back towards the room she came, anywhere being better than close to this evil stranger. She feared he would strangle her, and returned to the bedroom, where Gary was waiting. She looked into his eyes, as if to ask if he invited this man to hurt her. She ran into him, not knowing why, the fear had enslaved her actions. This allowed him to capture her at last, grabbing both her wrists, and he pulled her body against his. He held her there for a moment, to allow the man with the rope to catch up to the pair. He was wearing a suit, but his shirt was unbuttoned at the top and had no tie. She feared for her life, that the control in the men’s hands would certainly be abused and hurt her in some way. Her blue eyes had a look of defeat and despair. All sorts of thoughts ran through her head, that Gary had brought him here to hang her. Kim felt Gary’s huge erection against her ass and could only pray he would not touch her against her will. All 3 moved into the bedroom….
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I lean back against my desk – the computer still showing the rape video I’d set up – and light up a cigarette. Inhale slowly. Look casually down at you, kneeling half-naked before me, sperm dripping from your pretty face onto your heaving chest. Smiling, I reach out and idly smear semen across your face & nose with a couple of fingers. Slathering my fingers with semen, I push them into your mouth, waiting patiently until you’ve sucked them clean. But you balk when I gesture at my dwindling erection and tell you, “Clean me off, bitch.”

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CAROLYN’S ROADTRIP

Carolyn had been driving for almost an hour. Not really caring where she was going, she just wanted to get away from Jeff and the fight they just had. She had been feeling confined in their marriage and felt that Jeff wasn’t giving her enough adventure. Carolyn didn’t want to be unfaithful, just adventurous. She had mentioned to Jeff a vacation spot in Jamaica where clothes were optional. Jeff exploded on Carolyn and called her a whore. Carolyn was a virgin when Jeff first had her, and she had been with no one else in the 3 years they had been married. So she stormed off and drove away.

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She is the unattainable. I see her like and I can’t concentrate. My hunger builds exponentially every second I am in her presence. I used to want to just make love then later on simply fuck such a beautiful creature. Now I know that is a useless fantasy as she would have nothing to do with me. Only in my dreams. This fact leaves me frustrated and angry inside. My desires must be transformed in order to accomodate the reality of the situation. I could never have her consentually speaking, so in order to take her it must be through force. Restrained force, at first. However, as my hunger builds the stark reality that she would never willingly give herself to me turns that desire into fire. An inferno of hatred which directs my actions to be cruel and degrading. Seeing her pain and agony in the form of tears and wailing gives me an incredible hard on. I want to hurt her. Her screams bring me ecstasy. I cut her tits, slash her skin, burn her face destroying the very beauty which haunts me everyday. Her annihilation brings forth my freedom and release from the mental bondage she held me in for so long.
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The Restaurant Manager

By Throatdagger

My name is Hank and I have been working at the Xanadu Construction project in Dayton, OH. Traveling on different jobs is a lonely life and can really make a guy horny, especially during the holidays. I have been eating evening meals at a local restaurant, the food is descent, but the staff is excellent. I have become friends with one of the cooks and he has introduced me around. There are some real attractive women working in there. The manager, Robin, has especially caught my eye. She is probably in her early forties with blonde hair and light blue eyes. She has really nice legs but her ass is especially shapely. I notice that she wears a wedding ring so I know that my conquest of her has to be by other means than a date.

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A Cellar Full of Screams.

A torture story by Susan.

Part Three.

Extreme Violence and Terror.

Eva could feel the moisture beading on the slightly parted lips of her vulva as tremors of wicked excitement tingled through her loins. She found herself breathing deeply, almost as though she had been running, and her legs seemed slightly weak. With

a little shudder of pleasure, she slid the alarming spines of the terminator dildoe between Maria’s thighs, slowly rotating the handle so the rings of glinting metal flicked over the trembling girl’s skin harmlessly but suggestively.

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