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 I Was A Serial Rapist (C)

   By JSR

   This is Janet Kux.  Today, I am interviewing Luke Trail.  You may
remember his trial.  He was convicted as a serial rapist, last year, and
sentenced to 80 years in prison, and cannot be paroled before he is 75
years old.  That will be in 50 years.

   I will tell you his story just as he told it to me.  It might sound a
little fantastic to you.  I was fascinated with his story, but you will
have to make up your own mind, as to the validity of the story.  One note,
we are not publishing the last names of the victims, to protect their
identity.  Now here is the story as he told it to me, Janet Kux reporting.

   My story starts when I was 14 years old.  I was a good student at
school, but was not liked by the girls.  I was not an athlete nor was I
hansom.  I was not ugly, and I would not stand out in a crowd.

   There was one girl that I liked very much, but if she talked to me, it
was like I was a piece of dirt, she never called me by name, just 'hay
you'. Jenifer was very good looking, and a good student.  One of our
teachers assigned us to do a project together, and I was on my bicycle
riding over to her house.

   At a major intersection, a vehicle (I never saw it) ran a red light and
hit me broadside.  I was unconscious, and was taken to the hospital.  I
found out later that I had suffered a concussion, and was in a coma for 2
years.

   I had many weird dreams during this period.  One reoccurring dream was
of voices saying things like "we can give him the power" and "listen to our
instructions and you can learn how to do this".  The last dream I remember
the voices said, "You now have the power, use it wisely and for good."

   Then, I remember opening my eyes and seeing a nurse looking at some
monitors that seemed to be hooked up to me.  Something on the monitors
caught her eye, and then she looked at me and ask, "can you hear me?" I
tried to answer her, but my voice would not work, so I tried to shake my
head 'yes' but could barely move it.  The nurse then said, "If you can hear
me, blink your eyes three times." I did that and she said, "I will be right
back, just relax." Then she disappeared from my view.

   She came back shortly with an other nurse, and a doctor.  They all
looked at the monitors, and then at me.  The doctor said, "It should take
you an hour or two before you will be able to use your voice.  Do not try
to move to much.  We will notify your parents that you are awake and they
should be here soon.  Just rest for now." Then they all disappeared.

   About half an hour later, mom and dad entered the room.  The nurse that
came in with them told them, "He does not have his voice back yet, but he
can hear you.  Also, his muscles have atrophied and he cannot move as yet."
Mom was crying and dad had a hopeful look on his face.

   I tried very hard, and was able to turn my hear a small amount toward
where they were standing, so I could see them.  As they were telling me
about what happened to me, I was able to make some sounds, but not yet
words.  After about an hour, the nurse came back in and told them that it
was enough for today, but to come back every day as it would help me to get
better.

   It took about a month for me to be able to talk and move enough for the
hospital to release me to go home, and another two months before I was
strong enough to start back in school.  However I was now 2 years behind
all the people I knew, and now I was 16, but my class mates were 13 and 14.
I tried, after school to reconnect with the people I had know before the
accident, but they treated me like I was to young to be around.  Jenifer
was the worst.  She called me all kinds of names and said, "You had that
accident just so that I had to do that project all by myself.  I will never
talk to you again." That hurt me worse than a slap in the face.  I vowed to
get even with her.

   One of my teachers, (Mrs.  James) liked to wear low cut blouses, and one
day it was apparent that she did not have a bra on.  Sitting in my seat I
thought to myself, "Mrs.  James, unbutton all the buttons on your blouse."
Much to my surprise, and the rest of the students, as she was talking to
us, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse.  She did not even seem to notice that
her tits were partly visible to us.  I again thought to myself, "Mrs. 
James, show us you tits." What a surprise, when she pulled her blouse out
of her skirt and opened it so we could all see her tits.  At that point one
of the girls in the front row, said, "Mrs.  James, why are you showing the
whole class your breasts?" Mrs.  James looked down at her chest, and turned
bright red.  She then closed her blouse and walked out of the room.  A few
minutes later, she came back with her blouse buttoned like it should be and
continued her lesson with out acknowledging what had happened.  The next
day, we had a new teacher.  Mrs.  James was never seen again in our school.

   I began to think about what had happened, and the fact that I had
silently told Mrs.  James to do what she had done.  I decided to try an
experiment.  A few days later, Cyndi (a 13 year old in my class) came in
wearing a skirt that was very short.  I decided to see if I really could
make people do what I said, so I said to myself, "Cyndi, go to the bathroom
and take off your panties, when you come back, you will sit with your skirt
at your waist." A minute or so later, Cyndi ask to go to the bathroom, and
when she came back, she sat down and pulled her skirt up to her waist, it
was obvious that she now did not have any panties on.  Since she sat in the
next to last row, only those of us in the back row could see her ass
cheeks. Since there were only boys in the back row, no one said anything,

   While it was still in the realm of coincidences, I decided to try some
things at home, or in a store.  On the way home, I stopped at the malt
shop. I found a place to sit, and I saw Cyndi sitting with a couple of
girls.  I thought "Cyndi, come over here and sit beside of me, then tell me
what you are wearing under your skirt and blouse." A minute or two later
Cyndi came to my booth and said, "Mind if I sit with you?" I smiled and
said, "Sure, but won't your friends object?" She sat right beside me, and
said, "You know I lost my panties somewhere today, and I am wearing a 32a
bra." I said again to my self, "Cyndi, when I put my finger in your pussy,
you will smile and kiss me."

   I then pulled up her skirt and put a finger into her pussy.  She leaned
over and smiled and kissed me.  I then ask her where she lived, and she
gave me the address.  I mentally ask her if her parents were home, and she
said, "Want to come over, my parents will not be home until after midnight
tonight?" I said, "You go home, and I will be there in a little while, but
do not tell anyone I am coming over." She said, "all right see you in a
while." I said, "Slap my face, and walk out like you are mad.  Then I will
see you in a little while." She stood up and slapped my face and walked out
in a huff.  My face hurt and had her hand print on it as I left the malt
shop, however everyone thought she did not like me, and that is just what I
wanted them to think.

   I went home and made sure that mom saw me, and told her I was going to
take a nap as I had had a hard day.  In my room, I opened the window, and
went out into the back yard, being sure that no one saw me, I went out the
back gate.  I went through back yards to get to Cyndi's house undetected.

   I knocked on her door, and she was waiting for me.  As I entered she
kissed me and said, "I like you, but don't let the other kids know it. 
They think you are too old for any of us." I said, "Don't worry I will not
tell anyone, and that slap you gave me made them all laugh at me." She also
said, "I don't know why I told you about my panties and bra, I never talk
about things like that." "Don't worry, no one will know unless you tell
them.  Now take off all of your clothing." She looked at me and smiled and
said, "I have an urge to do just that." She then disrobed.

   I then told her to take all my clothing off, which she did very slowly.
I ask her if she had ever seen a boy nude, and she said, "No, but I have
always wanted to see the difference between boys and girls, I guess now I
will know." Once she had me down to just my undershorts, I said, "Once my
shorts are off, you will know the difference, and I will show you why we
are different." She slipped my shorts down and gasped when she saw my cock,
and it started to get hard almost immediately.

   I said, "Lets go to your bedroom and have some fun." As she led the way,
she ask, "What kind of fun are we going to have?" She was very naive.  I
ask her, "What have your parents taught you about sex?" She said, "Nothing
except that boys and girls are different." I reached over and touched her
budding tits and said, "Do you know why you and your mom have tits, and men
don't" "Not really," she answered.  I said "then we will have a little sex
education in your room." "That sounds like fun she said."

   I mentally told her that any question I ask that needed a yes or know
answer, she would always answer yes.  We then sat on her bed and I put my
hands on her nipples and started playing with them.  I ask her, "does that
feel good?" and she answered, "Yes." I said describe to me what you feel."
She said, "At first it tickled a little, then it started feeling very nice
and now I feel a tingling down there." "Where is 'down there'" I ask?  She
pointed to between her legs, and I said, "from now on instead of saying
'down there', you will say in my pussy.  Now where is the tingling?" Cyndi
said, "In my pussy."

   "Do you know what your pussy is for," I ask?  She said, "I use it to
urinate." "Anything else?" She said, "Some of the girls say that it is used
to make babies, but I don't believe them." "Why don't you believe it when
they tell you?" "Silly, how could a baby get in there and it would be to
big to get out of there," she answered.  "If you say so," I said.  All the
time I had kept playing with her nipples and she was starting to squirm.

   I then said, "Do you know what this is," as I pointed to my cock?  She
said, "From it's location, I would guess that it is for you to pee from,
but why would you need something like that instead of what I have?" I said,
"Yes it is used to pee, but it also makes some cream, that I think you will
like to taste." She said "Then I would like to taste it, can you give me
some?" I rolled over onto her bed on my back and said, "Cyndi, get down
between my legs and put it in your mouth.  Then you will lick it like a
lollypop and suck gently on it.  Once you do it right, it will squirt cream
into your mouth and you must swallow it all." Once I had her started giving
me a blow job, I had her use one hand to play with my balls.  When I was
ready to cum, I said get ready to taste and then swallow, it will be in
your mouth in a few seconds."

   When I blew my load, she got most of it in her mouth and got the taste
of it, then swallowed it.  I then had her use her finger and get some that
had gotten out of her mouth, she then put that in her mouth and ate it as
well.  "Did you like the cream," I ask?  She said, "It was a little bit
salty, but was good.  Can I get more?" I said, "In a little while, while we
are waiting lie on your back and spread your legs as far apart as you can."
I said, "now I am going to have some of your cream, you just lie there and
let me do what I have to do to get your cream started." "I did not know I
could produce cream," she said.  "Yours will be more like a very thin
syrup," I said, "and you will like how it feels when I start coaxing it
out."

   I got between her legs and started kissing and sucking, and licking her
clit, cunt and hole.  Soon she was bucking her hips.  I stopped for a
second and ask, "How does that feel"?  She said, "Heavenly." I continued
and then took a finger and kept it playing with her clit, while my tongue
ran up and down in her pussy lips, and into her hole.  It took no time at
all to have her hotter than a $2 pistol.

   I then moved my body so that my cock was at her entrance, and in my mind
I said, "Cyndi, I am going to fuck you, take your cherry, and you will like
it.  However you will never tell anyone it happened." With that I shoved my
cock into her as hard as I could.  I felt her hymen rupture, and she
screamed for a second and then became quiet.  I started ramming in and out
of her, without giving her a chance to adjust to this first intrusion into
her pussy.  When I felt my cum start to churning, I drove into her as hard
and deep as I could, and stayed there until all my cum had be shot into her
unprotected pussy.  I then laid down on top of her and kept my cock inside
of her.  I told her with my mind, "You will not remember this happening
after I leave here.  In six months, if you are not pregnant, you will
remember how good it was, but not who did it to you, and you will become a
whore for all the guys in your class."

   Since her parents would not be home till after midnight, I stayed and
fucked her several more times.  The last thing I said to her before I left
was, "I was never here, and you hate me.  If you are pregnant, you will say
that someone came in while you were sleeping and fucked you and you did not
see who it was.  You did not tell your parents, because you were to
ashamed."

   Three months later, she was reported as being pregnant.  I was on pins
and needles waiting to see if she would identify me, but she kept to the
story I had given her.  I did not try to get near any other girls for a
while after that, just in case she had said something.

   That was the first girl I raped, and it felt so good, that I decided
that I would have to do it some more, especially to get even with Jenifer!!

   This is Janet Kux, again, we will continue this story in the next
edition, so be sure to watch for it.

   Comments and suggestions are always welcome!

   storytellerxxx5@gmail.com



   I Was A Serial Rapist (C) part 2

   by

   JSR

   This is Janet Kux with part 2 of my interview with the serial rapist,
Luke Trail.  "Luke how did you feel after you had gotten away with raping
Cyndi?" I felt empowered, like somehow I was special and could not be
caught, and would not have if it had not been for an accident." "Tell me
about that accident," ask Janet?  Luke said, "That would ruin your story to
have that knowledge now, so I will not tell about that until the end."
"Then Luke will you tell us about your second victim?" Luke said, "Now for
the second victim."

   Near the end of the school year, the powers to be decided that I should
have not been put back in school, but should have been allowed to stay with
my original class, the one I was in before I had been in a coma for two
years.  I was back the last two marking periods, but was struggling to
catch up.  One of the brighter students had been assigned to help me catch
up.  This student just happened to be the current boy friend of Jenifer. 
That was great news for me, as he would keep me informed as to what she was
doing, and what her activities were.

   While I was studying hard to catch up, I was also studying hard so I
could plan my revenge on Jenifer.  One thing I had learned, was that I
needed to be close to the person that I wanted to have do things.  I had
done some experimenting with mom and dad, and found that I had to be within
a few feet of the person for them to 'hear' my commands.  Therefore it was
imperative that I be able to get close to Jenifer, in order to get her to
do what I wanted.  Jenifer was now on the cheerleader squad, and they were
asking for guys to also become part of the squad.  I saw this as my chance
to get close to her, so I volunteered and was excepted.

   When we had meetings, I made sure that I was close to Jenifer, but made
no indication that I was interested in her.  She would give me the 'evil
eye' now and then, but did not say anything.  I decided that I would start
slowly with her, and at one meeting, I said to myself, "Jenifer, from now
on you will refuse to wear a bra for any reason." I must say at this time,
that Jenifer had 36D tits, according to her boy friend.  When she came to
school the next day, she had on a skin tight sweater, and her nipples could
plainly be seen poking against the fabric.

   I heard later from her boyfriend, who was ecstatic about her not wearing
a bra, that a couple of the teachers had said something to her and she just
replied, "I don't need a bra, my tits are very firm with out one." Needless
to say all the guys in school were staring at her tits most of the day, and
I could see that she was very pleased about it.  I decided to see just how
far her pleasure went, so I walked up to her one day and said, "Jenifer, I
know you don't like me, but I must tell you that I love your new look. 
Your nipples look good enough to suck through your sweeter." She said,
"Fuck off you pervert."

   A few days later we had cheerleader practice at the football field where
the team was practicing.  Jenifer was getting turned on watching the
jock's, and her nipples were hard and sticking straight out.  They appeared
to be about ¾ of an inch long pushing through the material of her top.  The
coach of the cheerleader team told her that she had to put on a bra, and
she told her, "I will not put one on, and if you try to make me, I will
have the whole team quit, then you will loose your brownie points for
volunteering to be the coach, when I tell the admin people that you are the
reason we all quit." The young teacher just shook her head and continued
the practice.  She knew she could not win that battle.

   Jenifer's boy friend told me that she complained about her tit hurting
after practice, with all the bouncing that they had to do.  He said that he
told her, "wearing a bra would stop that." She told him, "if you want to
remain my boyfriend, just stop with the criticism and keep playing with my
tits, that makes them feel better."

   I ask him why he stays her boyfriend, when she treats him like shit, and
he said, "What other girl in this school has tits any where as big as her?
And would beg me to play with them?" I said, I see what you mean, but is
playing with her tits going to satisfy you for very long?" He said, "I am
working on her, and it won't be long before I take her cherry." I said, "Do
you really believe she still has one?" and he said, "I have felt it with my
finger a couple of times, but she has stopped me so far from doing it
again." "So she is a big tease, then," I said.  "Sometimes," he said.

   I ask if he knew what she had planned for the summer vacation, and he
said, "Her parents will be away all summer, but she said that she was going
to lock herself in the house and ignore everyone.  She said that way she
could concentrate on getting herself ready for collage, after we graduate.
She wants to be sure just which one she wants to go to, and what she wants
to study, I think she is nuts on that subject."

   I had a formation of a plan, that I might be able to use on her.  I
started scouting around the area for long abandoned buildings and houses,
that were out away from most of the public.  I did a lot of driving down
old one lane country roads.  I finally found one that was very remote, and
still had power and water.  The house had 3 rooms, a living room, bedroom
and bath, and looked like it had not been used for 20 years.  It was down a
one lane road and was the only house within several miles.

   I slowly moved in some furniture.  I checked all the doors and windows
and made sure they were functional.  I then started moving in food and
drinks, some liquor when I could get it (did not have much but enough for
several drinks).

   I found that there was a graveyard within walking distance from her
house, and she could walk there without being seen.  My plan was coming
together nicely.  Now at cheerleader practice, I would each day plant
another seed to her destruction in her head.  I told her that on a certain
date, after school was out, that she would wait until midnight, and then
walk to the cemetery, being sure that no one saw her.

   Another time I told her that in the cemetery, she would take off her
clothing, one piece at a time and place each item on a different
gravestone. And when you are totally nude, you will walk to the front
entrance to the graveyard, and get into the old beat up truck that is
there.

   The next instruction was that she would sit in the truck until a driver
appeared.  At that point, she was to ask for further instructions, no
matter who the driver was.

   The next time I was with her boyfriend, I used my mind and told him that
after school was out, he was never to see or call Jenifer for any reason,
and he was to stop any of her friends from trying to get in touch with her.

   The day before our last game, I gave Jenifer instructions that she was
to forget to put on her panties, and would not notice it until the game was
over.  If someone said something to her, she was to take it as a joke and
ignore what was said.

   I also instructed her boy friend that he should have someone take
video's of Jenifer at the game, and make sure that they get a lot of close
up of her crotch.  Before I left him, he ask me to take the video, but I
said that I was on the squad, and would not be able to.  So he found
someone else to do it.  My mind instructions seemed to be working
perfectly, and people were doing just what I wanted, and when I wanted.

   The day of the game, Jenifer, put on her outfit, but left her panties
off.  Three girls and a boy all told her about it, but she just blew them
off by saying "nice joke, but I know it is not true." This was on a Friday
night, and on Monday morning, there were several copies of the video of
Jenifer's pussy floating around school.  She was called into the office,
and was suspended for the rest of the year (about a week), and was also
told that she would be allowed to graduate, if she behaved herself.  She
and her parents were very upset, when they found out that she had been told
that she did not have on her panties, and she blew it off, they grounded
her.  She was not to leave the house, or have anyone in while they were
gone for the summer.  Food would be delivered when she called the store and
ordered it.

   Now it would not take long for my revenge to get started in earnest.  On
the date I had told her, at midnight, she walked to the graveyard, and I
watched as she took off her clothing and put each piece on a different
grave.  When she was nude, she walked to the entrance and saw an old beat
up truck sitting there.  She walked to it and got in the passenger seat.  I
waited about 10 minutes, then I walked to the truck and opened the drivers
door.

   Jenifer looked at me and said with an evil hiss, "What are you doing
here, get out." I said, "Jenifer, I was hired to drive this truck, what are
you doing here?" She said, "I am suppose to meet someone here." "Since I
was told there would be a passenger, I guess that it must be you, so I will
take you to where you are to go." I wanted to get her to go with me without
a fuss, and by her own will.

   She finally said, "I guess I am suppose to go with you since no one else
has shown up.  Let's get started." I ask, "I had heard that you had been
grounded for that video you made at the ball game, are you sure that you
want to go?" "Yes she said, I must go.  Now start this thing and lets get
out of here." I then said, "are you sure that you want to with me, you are
nude, and I might try to play with your lovely tits?" She said, "Just keep
your hands to yourself, and drive." "Ok," I said, "but I have to blindfold
you before we leave, that was my instructions." "Very well," she said,
"lets get going."

   I put the blindfold on her, and made sure that she could not see, then
we left I drove around for about an hour so that she did not have any idea
where we were, or had been.  After an hour, I turned down the one lane road
to the house, which was about 4 miles back from the main road.

   While we were driving, I told her, in my mind, "When we stop and you get
out, you will not take the blindfold off until you are given verbal orders
to do so." Once we reached the house, I stopped and told Jenifer, "I will
come around and help you down, there are things on the ground that you
don't want to step on." I went around and opened her door, and said, "Step
on the running board, then keep your feet near it when you step onto the
ground.  This area was once used by the military and there are mine's
buried here, you must walk where I tell you to or you could be blown up."
This of course was an absolute lie.  There was nothing on the ground, but
she did not know that, and if things go right, never would be able to tell
anyone where she had been.

   I made her walk in a zigzag pattern of various lengths and directions,
and finally came to the door.  I opened the door and had her go inside.  I
closed the door after I got in, and took off the blindfold.  She looked
around for a minute and ask, "What is, and where is this place?" I
answered, "Jenifer, this is my hiding place, and you will never ever find
it with out my help.  You are here to pay a debt that you have owed me for
a long time." She answered, "I don't owe you anything, and you had better
let me go before I call a cop." I said, "Calling a cop is not an option,
there is no phone here and has never been.  You will do what I ask, or
things could get nasty." She sat down and was thinking, so I said to her
mind, "you can not open any doors or windows without getting hurt very
badly, so don't even try.  Even if you did get outside, the mine field
would blow you up before you could get to the driveway."

   She ask again, "What do you want?" I said, "The whole school has seen
the video's of your pussy, and everyone has seen your nipples.  What I want
is to see you pregnant.  And you will be before you leave this place."
"That will be the day," she said.  I said, "Look at yourself, you are
totally nude, you don't know where you are, and have no way of getting out.
Do you really think that I won't get what I want?"

   Shocked, she looked at herself, and said, "I had clothing on when I left
the house, what did you do with them?" I said, "I did not touch them, they
are right where you left them.  You put each article of clothing on a
different grave in the cemetery, and then walked to the truck.  All of this
is on video (I lied) with sound, which will prove that you broke your
restriction and left your home against the orders of your parents.  Now
tell me what you think of yourself now."

   She started crying, and I said, "Crying will get you nowhere, You will
pay your debt to me by getting pregnant, and carrying the baby to full
term. Then you can keep it, in memory of me, or put it up for adoption."
She tearfully ask, "What is this debt that you keep talking about?" I
answered, "Do you remember what you said to me, the first time you saw me
after I came out of my coma?" "Not really," she answered.  I said, "You
told me that I had staged the accident so that I did not have to work with
you on the project.  Do you know what that did to me?  Even though you
mostly ignored me I use to think that I would like to date you, and then
you destroy me that way."

   "Since then I have learned what a self centered bitch you really are,
even you current boy friend, is there only because you let him play with
your tits, but won't let him even finger fuck you." "How do you know that,"
she ask?  "No comment," I answered.  "I ask the questions, and you answer
them."

   I said, "You have two choices, you can submit willingly, or I can force
you, it is your choice, but either way you will not leave here until I am
sure that you are pregnant.  I can assure you that if I have to force you,
you will not enjoy it at all, but if you give yourself willingly, we can
have a lot of fun, and enjoy each others bodies."

   With tears still in her eyes, she said, "If I willingly submit, do you
promise not to hurt me?" I answered, "When your hymen is broken, it will
hurt for a short time, as I am sure that you are aware, it cannot be
helped. You will also bleed a little at that time.  As long as you submit,
and respond you will only be hurt in that manner.  Also, you will be giving
me blow jobs, and if you try to bit my cock, you will pay for that." She
said, "I don't know how to give a blow job." "I will teach you, and you
will learn to like it, just as you will learn to want my cock inside of
you."

   "How long will I have to be here then," she ask?  I said, "When your
belly starts expanding, with a baby, and I know it is a baby and not you
just getting fat, I will arrange for you to go home."

   "How long will that take," she ask?  "It depends on your body and how
long it takes for my sperm to find your egg to fertilize.  Once your egg is
fertilized, it will take about 3 months before you will be showing as
pregnant." "So I will have to be here at least 3 months?" "Yes", I said
"but it could be much longer." "How much longer," she ask?  "No way to
tell," I said, "sometimes couples take years to conceive a kid.  So you may
be here 3-4 months, or it could extend for a long long time.  In either
case, cooperation makes things easier and better."

   "What about my family they won't know where I am, what will they think,"
she ask?  "They will know you are gone, but not where, or when you left. 
There will be an investigation and an attempt to find you, but they won't.
I have covered things very well.  When you get home, you can tell them any
story you want, but they won't find me." Of course I did not tell her I
would fill her mind with false data, so they would never suspect me in the
slightest.

   I said, "Now, you have to give me your answer right now, are you going
to cooperate, or am I going to rape you.  You have 10 seconds starting now.
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 time is up, what is your decision?" She answered, "I
don't think you have the guts to rape anyone, and certainly not me, so you
will have to do what you want without my cooperation."

   I said in my mind, "you will fight me but not very hard, that way you
won't get hurt." I walked over to her and grabbed her arm and said, "Get
into the bedroom, bitch, and lay down or I will make you do it." She
struggled but not very hard, and I forced her into the bedroom.  I threw
her down on the bed and proceeded to take off my clothing.  I left the
lights on, so that she could see my cock.  Once I was undressed, I put my
cock to her face and said, "Bitch, in a minute I will ram this cock into
your pussy, break your hymen and force myself inside of you in one stroke.
If you had elected to cooperate, it would be easier on both of us, but you
want to be raped so you will be."

   I grabbed her legs and spread them apart.  She was trying to keep them
together, but could not because I was stronger than she was.  I put my cock
to the entrance to her hole, and gave a large shove, she screamed when her
hymen was broken, and I continued until my cock was buried deep inside of
her.  Then I started pumping hard and fast, my belly was slapping hers, and
she was crying in pain as I did not spare her at all, her pussy then
started making moisture that helped reduce the pain of having a cock in
side of it for the first time.  I kept up a hard fast rhythm and when I was
ready to cum, I stopped with my cock buried as far inside of her as I could
get, it felt as though my cock was hitting her cervix.  If so my sperm was
being forced directly into her womb.  Once I had finished, I just laid on
top of her, and started sucking her nipples.  She just laid there with a
little smile on her face, and finally said, "I hope you enjoyed yourself, I
did, and your sucking my nipples is much better than my boyfriend just
playing with them."

   I said, "You would have enjoyed it much more it you had not decided that
I had to rape you.  But then if you have changed your mind, the next time
we can do it so you can enjoy it." My cock had just come out of her pussy,
and I said, "Now you will learn to give a blow job." I moved up so that I
was sitting on her tits, and said take my cock into your mouth and lick it
and suck it like it was a lollypop.  Keep your teeth off of it, or I will
make you wish you had never been born." "But it I all yucky and sticky,"
she said.  "I did not say it would be clean, now take it and remember that
stuff you are worried about came out of your pussy and my cock.  Now do as
I said or I will start getting mad."

   I shoved my cock into her mouth, before she could say anything else. 
She opened her mouth, and I shoved the rest of it into her and the tip went
into her throat.  She started gagging, and I pulled out just a small amount
so that she could breathe and said "Now suck it and lick it and make it cum
in your mouth, other wise I will push it the rest of the way in and keep it
there for a minute or so.  Then maybe you will learn to do what you are
told." I could have told her mind to do what I wanted, but I wanted to
humiliate her as much as possible.  I wanted her to be like the Sabine
women, and fall for me, then I could abandoned her, if she did not get
pregnant, after a year.

   This is Janet Kux again, "We will break the story here, and continue on
in the third segment."



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   I Was a Serial Rapist (C) Part 3

   by

   JSR



   This is Janet Kux with the third part of the story of Luke Trail, Luke
is continuing the story of how he raped Jenifer.

   I left and drove my car to Cloverdale, and made sure that it was seen. I
stayed until 7am making sure that the police saw me.  Then I returned to
the house'

   I fucked her twice that morning, then rolled over and went to sleep. 
When I awoke, Jenifer was up and had put on the coffee and had breakfast
cooking.  I guessed that she had decided to go with the flow, seeing as she
had no choice.

   Since the windows were painted on the outside, she could not see
anything outside, and I had implanted the idea that the door would not open
for her for any reason, that it took my hand to open it.

   I went to the kitchen/living room and said, "Good morning, Jenifer, I
hope you slept well, I know I did, after that lovely time in your pussy
last night." She said with a frown, "You told me it would not hurt, but it
did." I said, "I told you that if you cooperated it would not hurt, but you
made me rape you and that can hurt.  Every time we fuck, you will have the
choice of rape or easy, and once you have made the choice you cannot change
it until the next fuck.  Is the coffee ready yet, I could use some."

   I sat in a chair at the table, and turned it sideways to the table, when
Jenifer brought the coffee over (2 cups) I told her to sit the cups on the
table and to sit on my lap facing me.  I also said, "impale your self on my
cock as you set down, we will sit here like that and drink our coffee." She
gave me a strange look, and then did as I had said, It felt nice to have
her pussy on my cock and as she drank her coffee she slowly started moving
her hips up and down on me.  Before I had finished my coffee, I had cum
inside of her.  She looked at me and ask, "Is that what you wanted?" I
said, "sit your cup down." When she had, I pulled her to me and kissed her
and held her tight.  She just sat there with my cock still inside of her,
but made no move to kiss me back.  I pushed her back a little and then took
one of her nipples in my mouth and started sucking on it.  She seemed to
relax a little, I guess because she liked having her tit played with,
according to the boy friend.

   Once my cock had come out of her, she got up and put breakfast on the
table, (bacon and eggs and toast).  After we ate, she did the dishes and
then ask, "What are we going to do now?" I said, I am going to fuck you
again, then I have some errands to run.  This time is it to be another
rape, or do you want me to make love to you?" "How about no to either
choice," she said.  I said, "That is not an option, and I could say that
you want rape with that answer, but I will give you another chance to
answer."

   She said, "If I say make love to me, does that mean that I must also
kiss and play with you?" "Making love is a two person thing, so yes you
will have to willingly participate, if that is your choice." "I don't think
I can do that," she said.  She had not even finished the sentence, when I
grabbed her arm and forced her to the floor.  I spread her legs and again
shoved my cock into her full depth in one stroke.  Then I grabbed a nipple
in each hand and began squeezing them very hard, while I was pile driving
my cock in and out of her pussy.  She was crying, and saying that it was
hurting her, but I paid no attention to it.  I came twice in her and both
times I was at the entrance to her womb.  Once I had cum in her, I took a
nipple in my mouth and started lightly chewing on it.  I could see her
getting a smile on her face again, so I stopped and picked her legs up and
put them on my shoulders.  Then I stood up with my cock still in her and
her head was on the floor.  I pulled her up and down on my cock for a short
time, until it came out of her.  When I let her go, she tried to slap me,
but I just used my hand to deflect it.

   I then told her to take a shower and that I would be back in two or
three hours.  I went out side and took my clothing out of the back of the
truck and put them on.  I waited until it seemed like I had walked the mine
field path, then got in the truck and drove down the road a short ways.  I
then walked back to where I could see if she tried to get out.  I stood
there for about half an hour and she had not tried, so I walked back to the
truck and drove to an almost invisible cut off.  There I left the truck and
walked half a mile to where my car was parked.  I then drove to town and
went to see some friends.  I did this just to have an alibi in some one was
looking for me.  I saw Jenifer's boy friend and ask if he had seen her.  He
said, "No, I guess she is keeping her promise to her folks.  By the way did
you hear about what happened at the cemetery last night?" "No," I said,
"What happened?" He said, "No on is quite sure, but they found a girls
clothing spread all over the cemetery.  It appeared to be the clothing of
just one girl.  They found a skirt, panties, bra, blouse, and a pair of
shoes and socks." "Sounds very strange to me, maybe some one is playing a
joke, but on whom?" "Good question, but there appears to be no identifying
marks on the clothing, so they can not even know if they belong to someone,
or weather they came from a used clothing store."

   I then told him, "I will be out of town for a couple of days, if
anything turns up on that mystery, let me know when I get back." I left and
drove to where I parked my car, walked the half mile to the truck, took off
my clothing and drove back to the house.  I parked the truck and got out
and slammed the door shut.  Then I took about 10 minutes before I went to
the door.  I opened the door and Jenifer was sitting asleep in a chair.

   I walked over to her and stuck my cock into her mouth and pushed it back
to her throat.  That woke her up.  She immediately started sucking and
licking my cock.  I kept her at it until I had a large discharge in her
mouth and forced her to swallow it all.  I then kept my cock in her mouth
until I got tired of standing.  Then I pulled out of her mouth and said,
"Welcome back sleepy head, or should I say sucking head?"

   She glared at me, and said, "You were gone a long time, I had begun to
think that you were just going to leave me here." I answered, "That's not
likely to happen.  First, you would eventually starve to death, and I don't
want that.  Second, I like fucking you even if I do have to rape you, so
nope you will not be left alone more than a few hours, and that is basicly
so I have time to recharge my batteries.  You can plan on being fucked at
least three times a day and as many as 6 to 10 times depending on how I
feel." "And what about how I feel." she ask?  "Not relevant," I said,
"Unless you are physically ill.  Then we will take care of that if it
happens."

   "By the way, the authorities found your clothing in the cemetery, this
morning.  However they have not been able to identify who they belong to.
It is all over town, but due to your being "locked up" at home, no one even
knows that you are missing, and probably will not until your parents get
home." She said, "Well when I do not phone in an order to the market,
someone will then start looking for me." "What good will that do?  No one
saw you leave the house, no one saw you at the graveyard, and no one saw me
pick you up.  Do you really think that they will find you?"

   "Now I am getting horny, so what is it going to be, another rape?  Or am
I going to make love to you this time?" The only problem with this power I
have, is that I cannot tell what someone is thinking, but I can tell them
what I want them to do.  I want to make love to Jenifer, but I want her to
ask for it, if I have to force it, then I might as well rape her.

   Jenifer sat for a long time thinking, before she answered.  She said, "I
think I would like to have you make love to me, and I promise that I will
try to respond correctly."

   I took her in my arms, and kissed her gently, all over her face, then
her lips with my tongue reaching deep within her mouth, she slowly
responded with her tongue.  I held this kiss for a few minutes and I could
feel her body responding.  I broke the kiss and ask, "Now wasn't that nicer
than me just shoving my cock into your pussy?" She answered, "It felt very
good, I never thought of you as a lover, I must have let my preconceived
notions about you take away my good sense.  That kiss was the best I have
had with anyone."

   I then picked her up and carried her to the bed, where I laid her down.
I got beside her and again kissed her face and then again another french
kiss.  This time I was also playing with her nipples, while kissing her. 
Her body started responding to my kiss and touch, and she started breathing
hard.  I then started kissing my way down to her pussy, and when my tongue
touched her clit, she jumped like she had had an electrical shock.

   I opened her pussy lips with my fingers, and stuck my tongue inside of
her and licked from her clit, to her hole, back and forth.  Her legs closed
on my head and was trying to push me further inside of her.  I could hear
her gasping for breath and cooing at the same time.  It did not take very
long until she was pleading for me to fuck her.  I kept licking her and her
body was demanding a cock inside of her.  I waited until she had cum twice
before I entered her with my cock.  Once my cock started into her, she had
another orgasm.  Her canal was coated good with her juices, and I slipped
into her very easily, and her pussy muscles were clamping and unclasping on
my cock as I slide in and out of her.  I kept a slow rhythm for a short
while, and slowly speed up, until I was ramming into her with all my force.
When I was ready to cum, I told her I would be cumming, and forced my cock
as far into her as I could get it.  I dumped two loads into her uterus this
time.  I then laid down on her and let my cock come out on it own.

   I noticed that her eyes had rolled back up into her head, and she could
not see anything, as she had passed out.  A few minutes later, she came to,
and when she could speak, she said, "That was like going to heaven, why did
I ever force you to rape me?  Never again, do this to me anytime you like."

   From then on, she begged me to fuck her, and I did at least 3 times a
day.  I also took time to go to town and make an appearance so that no one
would connect me with her disappearance.

   Two weeks had passed, and I went to town.  I saw her (ex) boyfriend, and
he ask me, "Have you heard about Jenifer?" I said, "No, what is she up to
now?" "No one knows, when she did not answer the door for the delivery from
the market, the police went to investigate, and they found that she was
gone.  Also, based on the labels in her closet, the clothing that was found
in the cemetery, was probably hers." "So, no one knows where she is?  Or
what happened to her," I ask?  "That's right and they are interviewing
everyone who knows her, even you are on the list.  But everyone knows that
she hated you, so I don't think you have anything to worry about."

   I said, "I guess I should go talk to the police then, so they can drop
me as a suspect." "Good idea," he said.  I left him and went to the police
station.  There, I talked to Detective Thorn.  He ask me several questions,
and I answered them, then he ask me, "There is a rumor going around that
Jenifer and you did not get along, care to comment on that?" I said, "She
never liked me, but we were assigned to work on a project together.  I was
on my way to her house, when I had my accident.  I was in a coma for 2
years, and the next time I saw her, she accused me of having the accident
so that she would have to do the project by herself.  You can check,
several people heard her say that, and I have only spoken to her since when
things at school required it."

   Detective Thorn, said, "I had to check your version, and it matches with
what everyone else has told me, so it really puts you on the prime suspect
list.  However, you are on the bottom of a long list and you are free to
go."

   I left and went to the malt shop.  I saw some of my friends and they all
ask if I had heard about Jenifer.  I said, "Yes, I just left from talking
to Detective Thorn.  He told me I am on the bottom of a big list of prime
suspects.  I guess that is why I saw someone following me when I left the
police station." Several of the guys said, "Yes, I have a tail also."

   While we were talking, Detective Thorn came in and said to me, "We just
got a report from Cloverdale that you spent the night there, sleeping in
your vehicle.  They confirmed your license number, so you are no longer a
suspect." I stood up and shook his hand and said, "Thanks for clearing that
up so promptly." After he left, I said, "I'll bet that I still have a tail
for a while."

   When I left the malt shop, the tail was still there, so I went to the
little league ball field, and watched a game.  When I left there, the tail
was gone.  I still drove around for an hour before I headed back to the
hide out.

   I was outside of town, when I noticed that my tail was back, so I took
the back road to Cloverdale, and went to the local teen hang out.  I stayed
for an hour, and when I left the tail was gone again.  This time I took a
round about way to get to the hide out, and my tail was never seen again.

   At the hide out, Jenifer ask why I was gone so long, so I told her,
"They finally figured out yesterday that you are missing.  The police
interviewed me and released me.  It took quite a while to loose the tail
they put on me, but I am in the clear.  No one believes I had anything to
do with your disappearance."

   I said, "Now after all that, what will it be, rape or love?" She
answered, "I told you last time, that from now on it will be love." I said,
"Yes, but I told you that I would ask you each time.  Because that makes it
consequential sex and not really a rape if you choose that." "Oh," she
said, "Then make love to me, please, I seem to need it now like I need to
breathe."

   I said, "Good, it sounds like you are going to be a great slut, when I
finish with you." Then I took her to bed.  She responded exceptionally well
this time, and was getting to be an excellent fuck.  I was beginning to
enjoy it almost to much.

   I continued to show up in town, every day, at different times, but not
much had changed.  The investigation into Jenifer's disappearance had hit a
dead end.

   After a couple more weeks, one morning Jenifer said, "I am really bored,
isn't there some way I can get someone to talk to while you are gone?" I
looked at her with a funny expression on my face, and ask, "Just what did
you have in mind?" She said, "Could you bring out one of my girl friends so
I could have company while you are gone?"

   I answered, "It would be possible, but you must be responsible for the
results, if I do." "What do you mean," she ask?  I said, "It would be this
way.  First, the girlfriend must be a virgin.  Second she would have to
stay here until you are released.  Third, she would be given the same
choices that you have.  And fourth, neither of you could leave until both
of you are at least 3 months pregnant.  A fifth point could be made, by
saying that YOU then would be responsible for her rape.  It is your choice,
I will bring out one of your girlfriends, if you really want me to, but
remember, you are the one responsible for their rape, and baby."

   This is Janet Kux again, we will break here, and return to this story in
segment 4 of my report on Luke Trail.



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   I Was a Serial Rapist (C) Part 4

   by

   JSR



   This is Janet Kux, back with part 4 of our talk with Luke Trail.  Luke
will continue with the story of the rape of Jenifer.



   "But, I really need someone to talk to." "Those are the terms, and if
you decide you want it that badly, let me know and I will plan it.  It will
take a lot of planning to pull it off.  When ever you decide, one way or
the other, let me know.  Until then the discussion is closed."

   The next week, Jenifer had her period.  She acted disappointed, and when
I ask her about her disappointment, she said, "Now I know it will be at
least 4 more months before I can go home.  I do miss my family and
friends." That day I fucked her ass for the first time.  She could not sit
down for about an hour afterward.  The second and third times I fucked her
ass, she laid on the bed and cried each time.  I however, would not let
that effect me, much as I hated to see her cry.  I found that I really did
have feelings for her, even knowing that once she was back home, she would
return to being a bitch, but one that would fuck anything.  She was
absolutely loving being fucked.

   The next day, after I had fucked her ass, she ask, "Do you know Hope
Moreland?" "No," I said, "who is she?" Jenifer said, "She is the one I want
you to bring out here, so I will have someone to talk to." I said, "You
remember the conditions?" "Yes, and I will accept responsibility for you
raping her.  I need someone to talk to very badly and will do as you say. I
will never again question you, I will be your slave as long as I am here,
and so will she."

   I said, "All right.  Give me all that you know of her habits, and WE
will plan the abduction together." She said, "What do you need to know?" I
said, "What is her hobbies, what does she do in the summer, who is her
boyfriend.  Where does she live.  Who are her parents.  Where can I see her
without anyone else around.  And anything else that you think might help me
to get her here, without anyone else being aware of it."

   After she had given me all the information, I ask, "How can I recognize
her?" "I have a picture of her in my room at home," she said.  "To
dangerous for me to appear at your home, you need to come up with something
else." She thought for a while, and said, "you said you know my ex
boyfriend, it is his half sister, talk to him and he should be able to tell
you where she is, and maybe show you a picture of her."

   The next day, I went to see Jenifer's ex boyfriend.  I was asking him
about any new information on Jenifer, and he said, "No, all the leads led
to nowhere." We talked about her for a while, and I said, "I am looking for
a girlfriend, for myself.  Would you happened to have a sister, or a friend
that I might hook up with?" He thought for a while and said, "Well I have a
half sister who lives with her mom, maybe she would date you a time or two
on my say so.  Her name is Hope Moreland, do you know her?" "No," I said,
"I have never heard that name." He said, "I will take you to meet her. 
Last I knew, she had no boyfriend."

   He took me to her house, and said, "Hope, this is a friend of mine, his
name is Luke.  I thought that you and he might like to get to know one
another." While he was introducing us, I said, mentally, "Hope you will
meet me tonight at the corner of Third and Sycamore." There were vacant
lots on all four corners.  After he had finished tell in Hope about me, she
said, I am sorry, but I have a boyfriend, and am not interested in finding
another." I said, "Hope, thanks for at least listening.  I hope you and
your BF have a good time." Again to myself, I said "Hope you will be alone
when you come to our meeting tonight."

   He said, "I am sorry, but she was the only one who came to mind, she
must have recently met someone I do not know about." I answered, "No
problem, it was just a shot in the dark." Then I left, and went to talk to
my parents, for a while.

   I left my parents at 9:30 and went to third and sycamore.  I stood on
one corner, and a few minutes later, Hope showed up.  When she got out of
her car, I had a note ready for her.  It had been written by Jenifer, so
that Hope could recognize the handwriting.  As she approached I said to her
mentally, "The note you are going to read, will be committed to memory and
returned to me when you have read it." Hope got to where I was standing,
and I handed her the note.  She read it about three times, and said, "That
sure looks like Jenifer's handwriting." I said, "It is, and you will follow
it to the letter." I ask her, "Do you understand what you are to do?  If so
tell me what you are to do, so I can be sure you know what you are to do."

   Hope said, "Tomorrow, I am to tell my parents that I am going to
Cloverdale, but at the bus station, I will take the bus to Glendale.  I
will pay the bus driver in cash, so that there is no receipt.  At Glendale,
I will walk to the cemetery, which is three blocks from the bus station. 
At midnight, I will take each piece of clothing off, and place each one on
a different tombstone.  Then I will go to the entrance and get into the
truck parked there." I said, "Very good, you will tell no one where you are
going.  And your parents are to be told you are going to Cloverdale.  Do
not be late, or you may never see Jenifer again."

   Back at the hide out, I told Jenifer, "If everything goes according to
plan, you will see Hope tomorrow night after midnight.  Probably about 2 or
3 in the morning." She was ecstatic, and threw her arms around me and
kissed me, then she knelt down and started giving me a blow job, without
being ask/told.  I told myself to be ware, as she is falling in love with
you.

   The next night I was in Glendale when the bus pulled in.  I watched Hope
get off and slowly walked away from the station, toward the cemetery.  I
drove around the block so that no one could see my truck stop at the main
entrance to the cemetery.  I got out and moved to where I could watch Hope
as she got near.  When she heard the town clock strike midnight, she took
off her blouse and carefully laid it on a gravestone.  Then she took off
her bra and placed it on another stone.  Next she took off her shoes and
placed them each on a different stone.  Then again with her pantyhose, and
finally she took off her panties.

   I watched as she walked to the main entrance, and got into my truck.  I
took off all my clothing and put it in the back of the truck, before I got
in.  Once in the drivers seat, I started the truck and Hope ask, "Where are
we going?" I said, "Hope, you will be silent until I tell you that you can
talk." Then I put the hood on her head, so she could not see anything.  I
started the truck and took two hours to go the 40 minute drive to the hide
out.  Once there, I got Hope down out of the truck, and told her that she
was to step exactly where I told her to, because we were in a mine field
and one misstep would be the end of her and me.  Ten minutes later (for a
10 second walk) we were at the cabin door.  I opened the door and pushed
her in, then entered and closed the door.  Jenifer was watching, but I had
told her not to say a word until I had the hood off of Hope.  I lifted the
hood from Hope's head and she saw Jenifer, and almost collapsed.

   I nodded my at Jenifer, indicating that she could talk.  The two girls
hugged each other, and after a couple of minutes, Hope ask, "Where are we,
and what are we doing here?"

   Jenifer, said, "Please forgive me, you are here because I needed someone
to talk to." Hope said, "All you had to do is call me." "No there is no
phone here, and I was about to go crazy with no one to talk to except for
Luke." "We can talk all night if you want, then we can go home," said Hope.
Jenifer shook her head no, and said, "You do not understand.  I betrayed
you because I was going crazy.  We cannot leave here until both of us are
at least three months pregnant or more.  I needed someone I could talk to
and because I selected you, You have to endue what I have been going
through since I disappeared."

   "I don't understand," said Hope.  I spoke up and said, "Jenifer, is here
because I want her to have a baby, and I told her that she would be here
until she was pregnant enough to show.  That is approximately 3 months. 
She is not yet pregnant, and when she said that she needed some one to talk
to, I said that she had to specify a particular person, who was a virgin,
and that that girl would be under the same rules as she is.  As she has
said, she must get pregnant, and be showing, meaning that her stomach will
be bulged out, so that anyone looking at her will know that she is.  You
are that girl, and both of you will be at least 3 months pregnant before
either one of you leaves."

   "You cannot do that to me," said Hope.  Jenifer said, "I said the same
thing, but it was a month before anyone knew I was missing, and they still
have no idea what happened to me.  It will be tomorrow, or the next day,
before they know you are missing, and they will find nothing more of you
than they did of me.  If you want to blame someone, blame me, as it was me
that made the decision that I wanted someone here, and it was me that ask
that you be brought here.  I will tell you that you WILL be raped and it is
my fault.  Please forgive me."

   I walked up behind Hope and put my hands on her arms and said, "Hope, it
is now time for you to become a woman." I started guiding her toward the
bedroom, and she stopped and said, "NO, you can't do this to me." I just
pushed a little harder, and Jenifer said, "Hope, please go and do it, I
know he does not want to hurt you, but he will if he has to."

   I still had to man handle her to the bedroom.  I threw her on the bed
and jumped on top of her.  Once I had control of her again, I said, "You
have the same choices that Jenifer had.  You can have me make love to you,
or I can rape you.  It's your choice.  Now say yes to being made love to,
or no if I have to rape you." She answered, "No you bastard."

   I forced my way between her legs, and put my now rigid cock at her
pussy. She was trying to fight me off, but could not move me.  I said "last
chance, yes or no." She again screamed, "NO" As I heard the answer, I
shoved my cock into and never even felt her hymen when it broke, it must
have been very thin.  I bottomed out on the first thrust, and then started
jack hammering her.  She was crying, but I didn't care.  This was my third
cherry and I loved it when they wanted it ruff.  I kept hammering into her
as hard as I could.  I kept myself from cumming for as long as I could, and
then exploded my cum deep into her pussy, which was now just getting wet.
Once my load was in her, she demanded I get off of her, and I said, "Hope,
here you demand nothing.  You may request, and sometimes I might oblige
you, but never when you demand something." I kept my cock in her and the
more she tried to get it out of her the harder it got, until I unloaded
another cock load of cum in her.  I ended up dumping 4 loads of cum in her
virgin pussy.  Once I had finished, I got off, and offered her my hand to
help her up, and she batted it away.

   I went into the other room and told Jenifer, that this girl was probably
going to get pregnant first, just because of her attitude.  Jenifer said,
"When she calms down, I will talk to her." I said, "You know the size of
the bed, so each night I will have to sleep with my cock in one or the
other of you, sometimes you pussy and sometimes your mouth, and no you do
not get a choice, and neither will she.  I sincerely hope that she forgives
you for bringing her here."

   We went into the bedroom, and Jenifer laid down beside of Hope.  I laid
down with my cock in Jenifer's mouth, and my head between Hope's legs.  I
was asleep almost at once.  When I awoke in the morning, my cock was being
sucked by Jenifer, and Hope was trying to to push me off of her.  I took my
teeth and bit into her pubic hair and raised my head, pulling her hips up.
She started swearing at me.  I know it must have been painful to have her
hip raised by pulling her pubic hair.  I figured that she was going to be a
real bitch so I figured I would not be easy on her in any way.

   Once Jenifer had swallowed my cum, I scooted my lower half over on top
of Hope, and tried to get my cock into her mouth, but she kept it closed.
Then I again raise her hips with her pubic hair.  When she yelled, I got my
cock into her mouth, and she tried to spit it out, but the weight of my ass
kept it in.  I felt her mouth start to close, so she could bite me, and I
again raised her hips with her pubic hair.  This caused her to try to yell
again, and I said, "Try to bite me again, and I will rip your hair out by
the roots.  Now just lick and suck my cock."

   My cock was now starting to get hard again, and it forced its way into
her throat.  I left it in just long enough for her to pass out, from lack
of oxygen, and then pulled out of her and got up.  When she came to, I
said, "That was just a sample of what will happen if you keep up trying to
hurt me.  Ask Jenifer about it." Then I got on top of her again and forced
my cock into her pussy and pounded her for several minutes.  I had a small
cum in her, but it was satisfying in that she was still fighting me.  Once
I had cum in her, then I started chewing on one of her nipples and switched
back and forth.  By the time I had finished they were raw, and very sore. I
then got up, and reached out to help her up.  This time she took my hand,
and I got her up.  I said, "Jenifer probably has breakfast about ready, so
lets go eat."

   Hope grabbed Jenifer's hand and headed for the door.  Jenifer said,
"Even if we get out of the door, which I doubt, we will not make it past
the mine field outside." Hope stopped short and looked at Jenifer and ask,
"What mine field?" "The one that Luke told you about last night, and guided
you through it.  Remember how he took little steps and pushed you a little
so that you would not step on one." "How do you know there really is a mine
field out there," Hope ask?  Jenifer answered, "after he left one day I
heard an explosion and rocks hit the house.  He told me later that a tree
limb had fallen and set off one of the mines."

   Hope stopped, turned and looked at me and said, "You really are a
diabolical son of a bitch." I said, "I have to protect what is mine, and
keep it safe, and the two of you now belong to me, until I say you can go.
Now come back and sit and eat, Jenifer fixed food and it is going to get
cold.  You can eat your cold if you want to, but I and Jenifer prefer it
hot or warm."

   "After we eat, You, Hope, will clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes.
Then you WILL go into the bedroom and watch, as I make love to Jen.  That
way you will see how great it can be if you cooperate."

   Hope growled, "I don't want to see." I said, "It was not a request, it
was an order.  You will watch, and when I fuck you, Jen will watch us."

   I said, "If you are going to be mad, it should be at Jen.  She is the
reason that you are here.  If you don't believe me, ask her yourself." Jen
spoke up and said, "He is right, it was all my decision that you be brought
here.  If I had not ask for someone, you would not be here, and I ask for
you by name.  Please don't take it out on Luke.  Hate me if you will, but I
needed someone to talk to and you just happened to be the one I chose,
knowing that you would be raped and fucked until you are pregnant.  So
blame me not him."

   Hope calmed down as she did the dishes, and when I told her to go into
the bed room so she could watch Jen and I, she did so without saying
anything.  I had her sit in a chair next to the bed, and Jen laid down.  I
ask Jen, "Love, or Rape." She answered, "Love." I started kissing her and
made love to her for the next hour, while making sure that Hope was
watching.  When I had dumped three loads of cum into Jen's pussy, I then
put my cock into her mouth and she brought me back to life.  I then said,
"Jen, get up, and Hope take her place.  Very reluctantly, Hope got on the
bed.

   I then got on top of her and said, "Hope, Love or Rape." She said,
"Neither." I said "not one of the choices, so you get Rape." With that, I
shoved my cock into her pussy with a very hard thrust.  Then I started
chewing again on her already raw nipples.  I knew I would not last to long
after having such a good time with Jen, but I wanted Hope to know that it
was up to her as to how I treated her, just like it was up to Jen on how I
treated her.

   When Hope was sobbing, because her nipples hurt, I said to her, "You
will not be second every time, sometimes I will fuck you before Jen.  I
would really rather make love to you than to rape you, but you should know
that for the first three days, I had to rape Jen, before she learned that
making love is so much nicer.  But either way you will eventually get
pregnant, as will Jen." Hope then started crying, and managed to choke out,
"I was saving my cherry for my husband, and now I don't have it." I said,
"for right now, I am your husband/master or what ever you want to call me."

   Once I had cum inside of her, I reached up and tenderly kissed her face.
I said, "I really do not like to hurt you, but if I must to get you to know
the truth of your situation, then I will.  I would much rather make love to
you.  It is easier on both of us.  Just ask Jen.  The sooner that you
realize that the easier life will be for you, and me, and Jen.  I know that
it hurts her to see you get raped, when it is not necessary, but she knows
that until you learn, like she did, I will have to hurt you."

   I said, "Now I am going to town, and see what I can find out about your
disappearance." I went out, trusting that Jen would keep Hope in line while
I was gone.  I went through my usual routine for leaving, so that both of
them would believe that there was a mine field out side.  Once I had
changed vehicles, I headed for town.  This was the earliest that I had been
in town since I had kidnapped Jen.

   I first went to Jen's ex boyfriend, and found out that the investigation
had stalled and was no longer active.  Then he said, "Have you heard about
my sister Hope?" I said, "I only know what you, she and I talked about
yesterday morning." He said, "Last night she took the bus to Cloverdale,
but there is no indication that she got there.  No one has heard word one
from her since she left for the bus station." "You are kidding," I said. 
"No, her mom is really afraid after Jen's disappearance.  She thinks that
since the two of them were very good friends, that what ever happened to
Jen, has happened to Hope."

   "I can't imagine that two girls, who are friends, would both disappear
with no trace, unless they ran off together, but there is several weeks
between the disappearances for them to be connected, I would think."
"That's what I told dad, and he agrees." I said, "I am sorry about your
sister, I hope that they find her and she is ok.  I have some more people
to see, so I will be leaving now."

   I went to the malt shop, where most of my friends hung out, and got the
same information from them.  They said that the bus driver did not recall
Hope getting on or off of the bus.  I said, "It seems like this town is a
jinx for girls.  Maybe they should not be let out without a parent with
them." I went to a couple of more places, and the talk was the same.  I
wandered around in the down town section, and everyone seemed to be in
shock, at the second disappearance.  I went and talked to Detective Thorn,
he told me that there was no reason to connect the two other than that they
were friends, but ask me to keep my ears open, that someone might say
something without realizing it.  I said I would.

   I then went back to the hide out, and after going through my incoming
routine, entered the cabin.  The girls were setting at the table talking,
and when I came in, they both jumped up and came over and kissed me.  I
looked at Hope, and ask, "does that mean that I am forgiven?" She just
dropped her head, but did not answer.  Jen however, was shaking her head
yes.

   I ask how they were getting along, and Hope said, "I have forgiven Jen,
for bringing me here, but I am still a little mad at you for taking my
cherry, but I guess I will get over it." Jen said, "We had a nice long talk
while you were gone, and Hope will now cooperate with your program, since
she now realizes that nothing she can do will stop it anyhow."

   I looked at Hope, and ask, "Is she telling it like it is, or is she
embellishing it somewhat?" Hope, looked at the floor and nodded her head. I
said, "Hope, I am not a mind reader, speak your answer, please." She looked
at me and with a sheepish grin, said, "I will fully cooperate, since I have
no other choice.  If I have to have a baby to get out of here, then so be
it." I said, "Hope, that is a good attitude.  Now Rape, or love?" She
looked at me and ask, "Now?" I said, "Yes, now, and anytime I want." She
then muttered "love" and I said, "Come here." She walked over to me and I
kissed her face very tenderly, and then started french kissing her.  She
caught on fast and began kissing me back.  I picked her up and started for
the bedroom, and motioned for Jen to come also.

   This time I laid Hope on the bed and kept kissing her, I could tell her
nipples were hurting her from where I had chewed on them, but she said
nothing.  Then I started kissing down to her pussy and opened it so I could
get my tongue in.  I used my finger to play with her clit.  Then with
licking up and down inside of her pussy lips she started quivering almost
immediately.  Within a minute or two, her pussy started putting out liquid.
At that point, I put my cock at her entrance and very slowly slid into her
tight pussy.  Once I was all the way in, I stopped for a few seconds, and
then stated slowly pumping in and out of her, when my cock head was almost
out of her, I started back in.  I very slowly built up my speed and my
force of entry until I was pounding her hard and fast.  When I felt that
she was about to cum, I backed off and would not let her do so.  I did this
several times and her body was just shaking, and she was begging me to let
her cum.  Once I felt my load getting ready to fire into her, I tried to
time it so that we would cum together.  I think that she came just a tad
before I did, but I fired 7 or 8 big ropes of cum into her uterus.  I then
laid down on her and kissed her again.  Then waited until my cock came out
of her pussy, then I turned around and said "Make me hard again," as I
stuck my spent cock into her mouth.

   Hope did not do to badly for the first time without being forced to give
a blow job.  Once she had me hard, I again put it into her pussy and in a
couple of minutes if fired another three ropes in to her uterus.  This
time, when I finished, I rolled over on my back and said, "Nap time." and
went to sleep.

   I kept up my visits to town, for appearances sake, and every time I came
back to the cabin, I would fuck one or the other.  When school was in
session, I would be at school all day, and would go back to the cabin to
spend the evening.  My parents never paid any attention to where I was
going, or how long I was gone, as I had given them mental orders to let me
come and go as I pleased.

   Three months after Hope was abducted, she became pregnant.  Jenifer
seemed to be a little put out that she was not the first.  As Hope's
pregnancy progressed, she became despondent.  Then in her 5th month, I came
home and she had deliberately caused the baby to abort.  I was furious.  I
told her that she had a week, to get better, and then I would rape her
every day until she was pregnant again.  She said, "I got pregnant, so you
should let me go." I answered, "You aborted the baby deliberately, so you
must get pregnant again.  This time the rules change.  You will no longer
be able to go home when you are defiantly showing that you are pregnant,
but both of you will now stay here until each has a live baby to take home,
and the baby will be at least a month old."

   Jenifer started to protest, and I said, "Jen, shut up.  You caused this
to happen.  Maybe not directly, but if you hadn't wanted some one here for
company, you might have been pregnant and out of here by now.  Remember, I
told you that what one of you did, both of you were responsible.  That
includes the abortion.  So spare me the tears and words.  They will not
change anything, just like they did not change anything when you came
here." She answered, "But that means that we will be here for at least
another 10 months, and more likely a year or more." "Then I suggest that
the two of you find a way of getting pregnant faster, then the time will be
shortened."

   For the next week, I only fucked Jen.  Since I was not mad at her, I
made love to her.  Then on the 8th day, I grabbed Hope by the arm and threw
her on the bed.  She of course know what was to happen, and said, "I am not
fully healed, please be gentle with me." I said, "You chose to be in this
condition, so you pay the consequences.  I told you last week that you had
a week, and this is day 8, that I would rape you on this day." With that I
shoved my cock into her pussy as hard and fast as I could.  I pounded her
until she passed out, and put several loads into her.

   Once Hope was awake, I let her rest for a few minutes, and then made her
give me a blow job, to the point that I was hard, and then I again raped
her, putting another two loads into her.  She was bleeding a small amount,
so I was a little gentler to her, this time.

   For the next couple of weeks, I raped Hope once a day, and made love to
Jen two times a day when I was in school, and three times on the week ends.
Hope started asking for me to love her, and I answered, "You chose your
fate, if I change to loving you, you will have to prove to me that you will
not abort an other baby."

   Another week went by, and I agreed to make love to Hope.  As I did, she
just laid there like a lump of coal.  After I dumped my load in her, I
said, "Since you seen not to be able to make love back to me, I guess that
you want to be raped, instead." She pleaded with me to let her try again. I
said, "I will think about it."

   The next time I raped Hope, she tried to fuck me back, so I made love to
her the next time, and she was much better.  She kept trying to cooperate
with me, so I started giving her the choice again.

   About this time, Jen missed her period.  I waited couple of days, and
pulled out a pregnancy test for her to use, and it was positive.  I started
taking it slow and easy on her, and concentrated on Hope.  When Jen was 3
months along, her stomach started swelling.  I said, "Hope, if you had not
aborted you baby, the two of you would be going home now.  However since
you did, it will be at least 9 months before you can."

   They were both disappointed, but from that time on, they worked together
to make the place more liveable, and kept it cleaner than before.  I went
to a city quite far from us and bought a basket to put Jen's baby in, when
it was delivered.  I also bought blankets, diapers, etc.  When the girls
ask why no baby bottles, I answered, "You will nurse the babies.  Even
after you go home, you will always nurse them, even in public.  You will
not hid your tits.  They are for the babies, and you will use them as they
were intended."

   Both girls were upset about that, but I knew that they thought that
after I released them, they could do what they wanted.

   Jen was about 6 months pregnant, when Hope missed her period.  I again
waited for a couple of days, and then pulled out another pregnancy test. 
It was also positive.  At this time, I started taking easier on the girls.
I only fucked Jen once a day, with her on top, and controlling things.  I
told her that if she did not do a good job, I would then start fucking her
like a dog, which she did not like.  Hope, I was still fucking twice a day,
but I made love to her, and kept filling her with sperm.

   By now school was out, and I was able to be there all day long, except
for my visits to my friends in town.  I had to keep up my cover.

   When Jen was about due, she ask if I was going to take her to the
hospital.  I told her, "No, You are going to have natural child birth. 
Hope will help you, and when she is due, you will help her.  You can scream
all you want, when it hurts, no one will hear you except Hope and me."

   "But why," ask Jen?  I answered, "A couple of reasons.  First, if I took
either one of you to the hospital, once you were where I could not say
anything to you, you would tell the nurses and doctors that I had abducted
and raped you.  The second, I believe natural birth is better in the long
run for the child.  And to answer you question about feeding the babies,
studies show that babies that drank from their mom's tits, seem to develop
better than those who only use bottles."

   Hope said, "What is to keep us from telling on you when you release us?"
I answered, "All I will tell you is that neither one of you will tell on
me. That is the only answer you will get."

   I went into town on a Saturday morning, and meet with some friends.  We
went to a movie, and palled around for a while afterward.  When I arrived
back at the cabin, Jen had had a little boy, and was doing well.  I ask
what she was going to name the boy, and she said, "Winston, after my
father." In my mind, I told her, "You will name the boy after the boy who's
life you ruined.  You will name him RT.  Just the initials, and you will
never reveal what those letters mean." A few minutes later, she picked him
up to nurse him and said, "RT, I hope you never find out who your father
is."

   Once he had finished, she put him in his basket.  I told her to come
over and sit next to me.  I then took one of her nipples and started
sucking the milk out.  When both nipples were empty, I said, "Jen your milk
is very good tasting.  I wish I could suck on your tits forever, and I
suggest that you never ween RT from sucking them." I then gave her a mental
command that as long as RT wanted to suck her tits, she would allow him to
do so, even in public.

   RT was just short of 3 months old when Hope was ready to deliver.  I
conveniently went to town to be with friends, and to show myself to be the
model teenager.  I was now 17.

   When I returned to the cabin, Hope had had a little girl.  She named it
Jenifer, to honor her friend, which was a little funny, in that Jenifer was
the one who put her into the position of having a baby by being raped.

   The girls wanted to know when they could go home, and I told them, "As
soon as I can get things set up, which will take a few days.  Also Hope,
you do not want to move the baby around to much in the first few days." I
also said, "Jen will be released first, since she has been here the
longest, then a few days later, Hope will be released."

   Both girls got a panicked look on their faces and said as one, "You did
not mention our babies." I answered, "When you are released, your baby will
go with you."

   The next day, I was scouting towns about 40 miles away from ours.  I
found one that was perfect.  There was a bus station with a bench outside.
Across the street was a park with lots of plants that could be used for
cover, when I watched out for Jen's safety.  I really am not a monster, I
did not want anyone to hassle her or give her a hard time.  I put on some
old clothing I had brought with me and slouched down and went to the bus
station.  I ask for the earliest bus back to our town.  I was told that it
was at 5 am, but that tickets had to be purchased ahead of time, as the
station is not open until 8am.  I then purchased two ticket, one for me
(RT) and one for Jen.  I had them for 3 days later, so the attendant would
have more time to forget who bought the tickets.

   The evening before she was to catch the bus, I had Jen make sure that
she had everything that belonged to RT, in his basket.  At midnight, I took
RT and the basket to the truck.  Then I returned to get Jen.  I again put a
hood over her head, and lead her outside, being careful not to set off any
(imaginary) landmines, and lead her to the truck.  Once I had her inside, I
carefully went around to the drivers door and got in.  It took almost an
hour to get to the park across the street from the bus station.  I parked
where the truck could not be seen from the street.

   At 3am I lead Jen to the bench, and had her sit down.  I placed the
basket with RT beside her.  I then said to her in my mind.  "Jen, You have
never seen who took you and raped you.  He had you in a building that had
only one door, and no windows.  The door was always locked.  He came in at
night and would rape you several time, then leave before daylight.  You
have NOT seen Hope since before you were abducted.  You were only allowed
to come home, because of the baby.  If you see me, you will treat me just
as you did before you were taken.  The bus will be here in a little while
to take you home." I then handed her the tickets and said, "Count to 75
slowly, and then you can take off the hood."

   With that, I went back to the park and sat down to watch and see that
she was all right.  When the bus stopped, she was feeding RT, and picked up
his basket and boarded the buss, totally nude and a baby suckling her tit.
I could see the bus driver say something to her, but she just handed him
the tickets and found a seat.  At that point, I got in the truck and headed
back to the cabin and Hope.

   It was getting daylight when I reached the cabin, and Hope was feeding
Jenifer.  I told her to come into the bedroom, and I laid on the bed with a
tremendous hard on.  I told her "keep feeding the baby, and to impale
yourself on my cock." She said, "I can't with the baby in my arms," I
answered, "The only alternative is for you to lay down and then the baby
will be between us.  We do NOT want the baby hurt, so figure it out." She
finally straddled me and using one hand guided my cock into her cunt.  When
she had me buried as deep into her as she could, I started bucking my hips
up into her.  One tit was flopping, and the other was being sucked on by
the baby.  Once I had cum in her a couple of times, I said, "Keeping my
cock inside of you lie down on top of me, just slightly off center so that
the baby is on the bed beside me." Once she was in position, I started
sucking her other tit.  Once the baby had had her fill, I began to suck
harder and harder on her tits, until I had emptied all of her milk.  I also
kept moving my ass, enough that it stimulated my cock inside of her and I
came a couple more times.  We then put the baby back in its basket and we
went to sleep with my cock still inside of her, and one of her tits still
in my mouth.

   I awoke about noon, and Hope was up cooking.  I wandered out and got a
cup of coffee.  She seemed to be in a very good mood, so I ask her, "How
come you are in such a good mood?" She answered, "Jen is gone and I have
you all to myself." I said, "Would you mind explaining that to me?" She
said, "I always liked you, and if the other girls had let me along, I would
have said yes to some of your date requests." I said, "If you had, you
would have prevented this whole thing." "How is that," she ask?

   I said, "None of the girls would date me, and it hurt a lot.  I still
don't know why.  This started just before my accident.  I was assigned to
do a project with Jen, and I was on my way to her house when the accident
occurred.  When I came back to school, Jen was with you and several other
girls, and when she saw me, she said that I had planned the accident just
so that she would have to do the project by herself, and then turned her
back on me.  It was extremely humiliating.  That is when I decided to do
something to her.  At that time I did not know what I was going to do, but
she had to pay for her arrogance."

   "When they put me back two years in classes, I had a strange incident
happen which taught me how to get her." "What happened," Hope ask?  Since I
was going to wipe all memory of it from her mind, I decided to tell her. 
"In class one day, Mrs.  James, you know the teacher that use to wear low
cut blouses and no bra's, was lecturing, and I thought to myself, Mrs. 
James you should unbutton your blouse to your waist.  I had hardly thought
of it, when she started unconsciously unbuttoning her blouse.  Once she had
it down to her waist, I thought Mrs.  James, you should pull your tits out
and show them to the class.  She reached into her blouse and pulled both
tits out and held them in her hand.  One of the girls in the front row
yelled at her and she looked down and saw what she had done.  Only the
people in that class knew that is what she got fired for."

   "Then there was Cyndi that sat in front of me.  One day she looked
pretty sexy for a 13 year old, so I decided to try something with her.  I
said in my mind Cyndi, go to the bathroom and take off your panties and put
them in the trash.  A few seconds later she ask to go to the bathroom. 
When she returned, I mentally suggested that she raise her skirt up around
her waist.  Sure enough she did not have panties on.  Since we were near
the back of the room, I was the only one who saw that."

   Later that day, I was at the malt shop and Cyndi came in with some other
girls.  She was close enough to received my thoughts, so I mentally told
her to get up and come to my table, and tell me what she was wearing.  She
walked to my table and said in a whisper, I have on a bra, a blouse and a
skirt, and no panties.  I mentally told her to sit down beside me, and I
put a finger into her pussy.  She started getting red in the face, so I
mentally told her not to blush.  We talked and I ask where she lived, she
answered and it was not to far from me, so I ask if I could walk her home,
and of course she said yes."

   "On the way to her house she told me that her parents would be gone
until after midnight, so I planted in her mind that she would ask me in and
up to her bedroom.  I took her cherry and fucked her several times.  Then I
mentally blocked any knowledge of me being with her, and planted the idea
that if she got pregnant that she would say that when she got home someone
was in her room with a hood over his head, and he had raped her, if she did
not get pregnant, she would never know what had happened to her.  I have
never heard if she got pregnant, or not."

   "Once I had raped her I knew what I was going to do to Jenifer.  As I
told you when you arrived, you were brought in because she wanted company
while I was gone.  She specified that you were the one to get, so I set up
the snatch, and brought you here."

   Hope said, "I appreciate you telling me this, now I understand, I will
never reveal what you have told me, and if you will have me, after things
quiet down, I will willingly be your girl friend, and you can fuck me as
much as you want.  I would never have hurt you if I had known what was
going on between you and Jan."

   I said, "We will wait a week, and then I will set in motion the events
to get you and Jenifer home." I did not tell her that she would never
remember what I had just told her.  I really should never have told her
anything, but I had been hurt so badly that I needed to let out some steam.

   The next week, Hope was a sexual dynamo.  She was initiating sex several
times a day.  When I ask her about it, she said, "I want to be pregnant
again before I leave here." I said, "If you are, I will probably go to
jail, but you are much better than Jen, and she was extremely good."

   I went to town a day after Jen got home, and the whole town was buzzing
about how she had come home with a baby and totally nude.  The only thing
that she said was that "she had been held in a small place that was
surrounded by a land mine field.  And that she had been raped every day
until she got pregnant.  She never saw the rapists face.  He always kept a
ski mask on, when he was there." She said that she went to sleep one night
and the next morning, she was sitting on a bus stop bench with tickets in
her hand for home.  Her baby was in good shape, and she defied her parents
and others when she would not cover up when the baby was nursing.

   I found a city about 40 miles in the opposite direction from the one I
left Jen at.  This one did not have anyplace for me to hide and watch, so I
went looking for another city.  The second city was across the street from
a graveyard.  It was not quite as good as the place that I left Jen, but I
could park on the back side of the cemetery, and walk across it.  I could
set next to a mausoleum and be hidden in the shadows.

   I dressed as an old man and talked to the attendant.  He said, "The bus
will leave at 630 and if you have your ticket, you can get on quicker." He
also told me that "Due to some mysterious reason, we now have to take
pictures of the people buying tickets for the early buses." I said "What
about my grandson, he is only 10 years old, do I have to bring him in for a
picture?" "No," He said, "Just the adults need to be photographed." I then
said, "Please sell me two tickets for the bus day after tomorrow." He took
a picture of an old man bent over and using a cane.  Gave me the tickets
and said, "Have a good trip.  I hope your grandson has a good time."

   I hobbled down the street for several blocks, and I noticed that the
agent was watching me.  Several blocks down, I turned a corner, the street
was empty, so I put my old hat in a trash can, and went to the next block
and turned another corner.  Here I left my tattered coat.  I crossed a
couple of streets and then at the far end of the cemetery worked my way
back to the truck.  Once there, I used my field glasses to check the bus
station, and everything was normal.  I then headed back to the hide out.  I
decided to stop by town on the way, to see if there was anymore information
on Jen.

   I went and talked to her ex boyfriend.  He said that he "did not believe
her story, and that she was covering up something." I ask him "Why do you
think that?" He said, "She was always a prude, and would not even let me
touch her tits, and now she has them out all the time, even when she is not
nursing the baby.  I told her I wanted nothing more to do with her." "Sorry
to hear that," I said, "To me, she was always a stuck up bitch.  Did you
know that when I had my accident, she blamed me and said that I planned it
just so she would have to work on a school project by herself?" "Once she
said that, I had to just forget that she existed, but to be held captive
for almost a year, and raped every day, should not happen to anyone." "Yes,
I will give her that, but I think that for the most part, she liked it,
just like the Sabine women of history."

   I put in an appearance at the malt shop, and Jen was there.  She was
talking to several girls, and when she saw me enter, she got a frown on her
face and turned away from me.  I sat with a couple of friends and they both
said, "She is more of a bitch now than she was before she went missing. 
The only thing that makes the boys look at her, is that her tits are on
display almost all the time, and she has some very nice hooters."

   I sat and talked for about an hour, then headed for the cabin.

   Once at the cabin, I told Hope, "Tomorrow night you and Jenifer will be
leaving.  I saw Jen today, and she is more of a stuck up bitch than she
ever was, except that she now shows her tits most of the time, even when
she does not have the baby with her.  Maybe when you get back, you can help
bring her back to reality."

   When I took Hope to the city, I drove past the bus station, and saw that
there were several police cars around.  I knew that they were probably
looking for me, so I drove on past and out of town in the opposite
direction.  I circled around the town and came to a place I could stop the
bus easily.  When I figured the bus was due, I put the truck across both
lanes so the bus would have to stop.  When I saw it coming, I got Hope and
Jenifer out of the truck, I had already given Hope her instructions on what
she could and could not remember.  As the bus slowed down to a stop, I
mentally told the driver that he was to pick up two passengers that had
missed the bus at the station, and was not to say anything to anyone about
it.  Since there was only two other passengers, I gave them the same
instructions.  I also told them that she had gotten on at the bus station.
Once Hope and baby were on board, I moved the truck and for a few miles
stayed behind the bus.  Just far enough that the driver could not identify
me and made sure that he was still going on the correct route.  Once we
were near out town, I pealed off and went home.

   I went to bed and slept a couple of hours.  When I awoke, I went to the
malt shop to see what happened when the bus got to town.  I sat with a
couple of friends, and they were talking about Hope suddenly appearing
nude, on a bus, with a baby.  I was still groggy, so I had them repeat
their story.  I ask if they had been anywhere near where Jenifer had been
found, and was told "NO, she came from the opposite direction, so who ever
had her was not the same person who had kidnapped Jenifer."

   I read the report in the paper the next day, and the description of the
"man" who held Hope, did not match the description of the person who had
held Jenifer.  Also the description of the place that they had been held
did not match, making it look like a different person had taken each of
them.

   This is Janet Kux again.  Luke has finished his story about his second
and third victims.  In our next and final story, We will learn about his
fourth victim, and then how he was finally brought to justice.

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   I Was a Serial Rapist (C)

   part 5

   by

   JSR



   This is Janet Kux again.  This will be the last part of the story of
Luke Trail, the rapist.  Luke speaks now.



   A couple of years later, I went away to college.  The school was about
80 miles from my home town.  The first year there I was very studious, and
did not pay much attention to the other students.  I had very few friends
in the dorm, and was considered a loaner.

   My second year, I had a young professor, (Karen) who was very good
looking, but was a pain in the ass.  She was very strict with her rules,
and sometimes carried them to extremes.  For example, when handing in
papers, she had the last person in a row pass to the left.  The next person
would put their paper on top, and pass it to the next, and so on until the
person on the isle, would put their paper on top, and every one would be in
order.  The fact that the people almost never sat in the same seat every
class period made no difference.  When returning the papers it was still a
mad house finding your own.

   For what ever reason, she took a dislike to me.  My exams and papers
were always marked five points lower that they should have been.  Instead
of having a 3.5 grade, she would give me a 3.0.  I checked with a few other
people in the class, and it was apparent I was being marked down for no
reason.  This upset me, and I ask for a conference with her.

   At the conference, I laid out my papers and said, "When I compare them
with other students in my class, they are five points less that others that
had the same answers.  Is there something that I am doing or not doing that
is causing you to down grade my papers?"

   I had not used my powers in about 2 years, but I felt I wanted truthful
answers, so I mentally told her, "You will answer all my questions
truthfully." She hesitated a few seconds, and said, "I do not like your
looks, how you look at me, and the way you dress." I ask, "Is there
anything else?" She answered, "You are the only man in class that has
ignored my looks and have not made a pass at me."

   I said, "So, since I have not tried to fuck you, you are downgrading my
papers?" "Yes," she answered.  At that point, I must have snapped, and I
said, in my mind to her, "You will now do a striptease and get completely
nude." A few seconds later she started a striptease.  When she was nude, I
told her to take my clothing off for me.  Once I was nude, I said, "Now I
am going to fuck you, and you will willingly submit.  If not, I will rape
you." She looked at me and said, "I am a virgin, I will never let you have
me." In my mind, I said, "Karen, you will beg me to fuck you, now."

   Karen, said, "Please fuck me, please.  I need it so much." I laid her on
the carpeted floor and rammed my cock into her cunt as hard as I could,
breaking her hymen easily.  Once I was buried to the hilt, I laid on top of
her, and she was sobbing.  I then started jack hammering her, as hard as I
could.  When I was ready to cum, I stopped at the bottom of my stroke and
let her have a very large volume of cum, at the entrance to her womb.  She
was still sobbing, when my cock finally came out of her.

   As she laid there I mentally instructed her that she would not remember
that I had raped her, and that from now on, I would get graded 5 points
above my real grade.  I also instructed her that she was to have a
conference with each male in the class, and that she would tell them that
if they fucked her, she would give them an extra 5 points on their grades.
If they refused to fuck her, they were to get 5 points less than they
deserved.

   This worked well, until one of the men, had a tape recorder in his
pocket, and for what ever reason, recorded the session.  Rather than take
it to the Dean, he made copies and gave them to several girls in the class.
They went to the dean with the tape, and she was fired.  However all of the
end of year grades had already been recorded, so they could not be changed.

   In the next few years there were 3 more women I used my power to rape,
and would never have been caught, except for having another accident.  I
was in a taxi, and it got hit broad side, and I was again in a coma.  At
this point what ever power it was that gave me the power, took it away from
me, because I had not used it for good purposes.

   This is Jane Kux again.  Now you have the story of a serial rapist.  Is
it true?  Is it made up?  It is up to you the reader as to what you
believe. I for one tend to believe the stories, but I am not really sure,
that it is the whole story.

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