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 Hatefuck [Mf, rape, vio]

   [this story is a work of adult fiction.  This story does not depict real
events nor endorse the activities engaged in in this story.  If you are
offended by portrayals of forced sex, often involving minors and violence
against women or girls; do not read any further.  Also do not read any
further if it is illegal for you to read such material where you live.]

   I can't believe I did it.  I'm looking back, and thinking about it, and
I still cannot believe it happened.  I just went out to get a pack of
smokes, that's all.  But that's not all that happened.

   I was bored and couldn't sleep.  It was around 9, I guess.  The night
was warm so I decided to go out and walk around.  While I was walking
around the nearly empty streets, ignored by the people driving past I
realized that I ran out of smokes.  I stopped at the gas station on the
corner and bought a pack, then walked back out into the night.  I walked
maybe half a block, almost to the alley and stopped to open my cigarettes,
and that's when I saw her.

   She must have been around 15, 17 tops.  She had straight black hair that
went down to her shoulders and small, pouty lips.  She was dressed in a
black tee shirt, one of those half shirts.  She was wearing a pair of dark,
low cut jeans.  Very low.  So low that I could almost see a hint of the
mound of her cunt.  She saw me look her over, and nothing registered.  She
wasn't annoyed, disgusted or even happy for the attention.  It was as
though I wasn't there.

   Something, I don't know what, about that look turned something inside of
me.  In the second that our eyes briefly met I went from thinking "she's
cute" to thinking "I'm going to fuck her".  She was almost by me so I had
to think quick.  I was in the back parking lot of the gas station, everyone
usually went to the front, and the only person who was going to see me
would be the attendant if she came out.  Given the neighborhood, and
remembering past banter her and I had; I knew she wouldn't come out this
late at night unless she was going home.

   She came closer to me and I struck.  I curled my right hand into a fist
and gave her a roundhouse across the face, and then as she reeled back from
that an uppercut to her firm, flat stomach.  She curled up, grabbing her
stomach and turning away from me.  I reached down and grabbed her arm, just
under the shoulder, and quickly rushed her off of the street, between the
dumpster in the alley.

   Safely away from any witnesses, I pushed her against the cement wall. 
Her black hair fell back from her face and tears ran freely down her face,
blood trickling from her split lip.  "Please, mister" she said "don't do
this, I have money..." I threw my hand to her throat, gripped the bottom of
her chin and pushed her head back against the hard wall.  I shuddered and
moaned, the sight of this cute little girl crying and bloody had me ready
to cum in my pants right there.

   I sighed heavily, regaining composure and looked into her pleading,
teary eyes and drew my other hand back.  Still holding her head in place, I
gave her another hard uppercut to her stomach.  I let go of her jaw and she
curled over, coughing and gasping.  I reached my hand down and laid my palm
flat on her sternum and pushed her up against the wall again.  sliding my
hand over, I started to squeeze her firm through the fabric of her baby
tee, my other hand reaching down for her jeans, undoing them.  She sobbed
and muttered "no, please don't do this" over and over again as I pushed her
jeans down from her slender hips.  I roughly grabbed her shoulders and
turned her around to face the wall, her jeans falling to her ankles and I
pulled up her baby tee.  Unsurprisingly she wasn't wearing a bra
underneath.

   Keeping her pressed against the building with one hand, I reached down
and undid my pants, pulling my hard cock out to the night air.  I reached
over and tugged her thong panties down and slid the head of my cock between
her ass-cheeks.  "Oh god, oh god oh god" she sobbed over and over again,
feeling the thick head of my cock slide up against her tiny asshole.

   I moaned and savored this, never having been with a woman who allowed me
to take her back there, and never having forced a woman - much less a young
girl- into sex before.  I leaned my head down and stroked my face along her
soft, apple scented hair as I slowly pressed my cock up into her.  She
gasped and started shrieking "get it out!  get it out" as my cock slowly,
painfully went inside of her.  I clamped my hand over her mouth and kept
pushing my cock further into her.

   Finally all of the way inside of her, I started slamming her hips
against the hard, gritty wall with my thrusts as I slid in and out of her
bloody, torn asshole.  Her shrieks muffled by the palm of my hand as I
pressed her bare breasts against the hard wall, bruising her hips with my
thrusts going faster and faster.

   It wasn't long before I was literally pounding her small young body to a
pulp with my thrusts as fast as I could, nearing my frenzied climax.  My
fingers across her mouth squeezing her cheeks I growled and then shot my
cum deep inside of her battered little body.

   I let my cock rest in her for the briefest of moments before ripping it
out of her asshole.  As I let go of her, she crumpled to the ground,
curling up into a ball and sobbing.  kneeling down behind her, I rubbed my
cock against her bare skin, cleaning it off.  I quickly stood back up and
pulled my pants back and walked away; taking one glance back as I walked to
the sidewalk, seeing her slowly, shakily trying to put her clothes back on.

   I avoided the store for a couple weeks, while keeping my ears tuned to
the local crimes section of the newspaper.  Hearing nothing I went down one
evening and bought another pack of cigarettes from the same gas station. 
All was quiet according to the cashier.

   That night clerk is pretty cute herself, I wonder when the best time to
catch her alone would be....