T H E G U N S E R I E S
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/ xxx /____// GUNS DON'T HURT PEOPLE
/ xxxxx // PEOPLE HURT PEOPLE.
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BELIEVE.
In 1996 the U.S. 35,000 human beings were killed
with guns. That's almost 2.4 people every hour
of every day of the year. Did you know that in
Great Britain there were less than 100 people
killed by hand guns in 1996.
Archive name: Gun12.txt (NC, M/F, F/F, rape, inter)
Authors name: SoulGrabber (No address given)
Story Title : Wrong Exit
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This story contains violent rape scenes. It is only a
story, but should only be read by consenting adults.
Please keep this and all adult material from minors.
Thank you.
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A N O T H E R K A T H Y S T O R Y
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Kathy was nodding off to sleep as her mom drove
along the darkened freeway. Sharon had been driving for
four hours and it was getting to her. An attractive 43
year old, she was feeling her age in the aching of her
back. She would glance occasionally to her pretty 17
year old daughter sitting next to her.
It had been a good trip. She had found the per-
fect private academy for Kathy, one that would assure
her a place among the social elite of Chicago. And no
boys! This was a girls school, Kathy could wait until
after she graduated to date and then would be intro-
duced to some worthy boys, there would be no fooling
around until then. Sharon sighed to herself and felt
content at the future that had been laid out for her
daughter this weekend.
Thinking about her conversation with the
academy's head mistress distracted Sharon and she
pulled off the freeway one exit too soon. A few bad
turns and she became confused and couldn't find her
way back to the freeway and to her husband that would
be waiting for them at home. Kathy woke up when she
heard the car doors power-locked and looked around at
the dirty brownstone buildings in this part of the
city.
"What's wrong mom? Are we lost?" she asked.
"No honey, it's OK - we'll be back on the free-
way soon." Sharon said, trying to sound convincing but
coming off as worried none the less.
Sharon, stopping at a traffic light, saw figures
running in the shadows and revved the engine, ready to
streak off if they got any closer. Out of the blue a
young black girl careened around a building corner and
slammed into the side of Sharon's idling car. Several
men were in fast pursuit.
"Please, lady! Get me out of here! They're going
to kill me! Let me in, let me in - Please - let me in!"
the young women pleaded through Sharon's rolled up
window. Kathy sat bolt upright and stared, obviously
scared. Sharon looked grimly ahead and ignored the
young woman.
"Mom, maybe we should help her - I mean, if
she's in trouble we could drive her to the police or
something." Kathy ventured.
"Ignore her, she's probably some kind of whore
trying out a new scam on what she thinks are easy prey
- well I'm not falling for it!" Sharon ground out
angrily.
"But, mom, what if she's really in trouble?"
"Well, it has nothing to do with us and we're
not getting involved, hang on I'm driving through this
light." And with that Sharon floored the car and left
the desperate young black woman standing in the street.
A block and a half later Sharon and Kathy heard
screaming and a gun shot, neither spoke.
After half an hour of driving around, Sharon
found the freeway entrance and was about to get back
on her way when she noticed how low the fuel was. There
was a very clean, well lit gas station across from the
entrance ramp and she decided it would be safe enough
to stop there and fuel up. She pulled into the station
and drove to a "Full Service" pump. 'Women never pump
gas, at least not ladies' she thought. This had been
told to her many times by her mother and she was aiming
to keep Kathy in the same tradition.
A pleasant looking fellow came over to her win-
dow. He wore blue overhauls and his white kinky hair
framed his weathered, black face.
"How much, ma'am?" he asked politely.
"Oh, fill her up!" Sharon replied through her
cracked window.
As the attendant idled over to the back of her
car she noticed him looking nervously at something or
someone in the station. He was frowning and stole
several furtive glances at her before slowly, and
deliberately nodding his head. This made Sharon very
nervous and she was about to say forget it and take
off when she noticed a van pulling around the gas
station and stopping in front of her car.
Sharon called, frightened, out of her window,
"What's going on! What's all this!!" but the attendant
just set his jaw and stood by. The van door opened and
four large black men stepped out, one wore a brown
leather coat and was puffing on a cigar. By the defer-
ence accorded him, Sharon assumed he was in charge.
Crouched behind him was a young girl, sobbing and cry-
ing through her mascara streaked face.
"Is that them? Two blonde women in a gray Lexus,
right?" The leader asked the girl. She looked up and
then nodded before sinking back and sobbing some more.
That seemed to be the cue, the other three men quickly
surrounded the car and before Sharon could floor it in
reverse they all had their guns out and leveled at her
and her daughter.
Stepping forward, the leader stood tall and took
a long drag on his cigar, then flicked the stub at
Sharon's windshield.
"Climb out of there easy - or I'll have my boys
scrape you out like an oyster out of a shell." He said
menacingly. Sharon was terrified, but believed the
threat and slowly unlocked their doors.
"Just do what they say, Kathy, and I'm sure
everything will be OK - I think they'll ask daddy for
some money and then we'll be let free. I'm sure they
just want some money." Sharon whispered over as she
pulled her doors handle and heard it release. The man
on her side yanked the door open and grabbed her by
the arm, the one on the other side opened Kathy's door
and held it for her while watching her with malice and
no little lust in his eyes.
"I'm sure my husband will pay you what ever you
want - if you don't harm us." Sharon said defensively.
"Oh, really?" the leader quipped back, "and what
if what I really want is to harm you? Then what?"
Kathy looked at her feet, cowed and frightened,
but Sharon stared defiantly forward showing them that
she was in charge. Before she could say anything in
answer she was knocked to the ground and then picked
up bodily and thrown into the back of the van. Kathy
began screaming but she was grabbed around the
shoulders and thrown in, too.
All four men piled back into the van and the
station attendant slipped behind the drivers seat of
the gray Lexus. The van pulled away sharply and both
Sharon and Kathy were bound with gray duck tape. Their
ankles and wrists were taped, then taped together, and
their mouths were sealed shut with tape. During the
bumpy ride Sharon was horrified to see one of the men
fondling Kathy's breasts through her sweater and leer-
ing at herself.
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Sharon and Kathy were unceremoniously dropped
onto the floor of a small, smelly apartment. They had
no idea where they were within the city, but knew that
something very bad was coming. The girl who had been
crying in the van was now being comforted by two others
on a stained and cigarette burned couch, the four men
were milling about and opening beers. Finally they all
sat in chairs and stared at the two white women in
their midst.
"My name is - well, you can just call me Big
Daddy. Yeah, my name is Big Daddy to you, bitch." The
leader spat out to Sharon. "What we have here is a
little city style justice party. You see, a young
woman ran to you for help tonight and you didn't so
much as look at her. You didn't put her in the back of
your fancy ass car and driver her away, you didn't
even call the police when you heard the gunshot." Big
Daddy eyed Sharon and Kathy for a moment before con-
tinuing, "That young woman was my woman. She was my
baby, Mesha, and now Mesha's dead. You, white bitches
are going to pay! You are going to wish you had rolled
down your fucking windows and helped, because now your
in trouble and there's no one here going to help you."
This last was said with almost no emotion at all in
his voice.
Big Daddy barked some orders out to his men,
"Strip 'em! Leave them bound, just cut their clothes
off." And the three men quickly did as they were asked.
Kathy and Sharon struggled but each was slapped a few
times and their struggles ceased. Their clothing was
cut from them and they were left on the floor, taped
and bound, and now naked in a room full of angry black
people.
Big Daddy eyed Kathy up and down, appreciating
her small breasts, large pink nipples, and peach fuzz
pubic hair. He dragged her over to his chair and drop-
ped her across his lap as she wriggled and sobbed
around the duck tape.
"This one's mine. This little girl is going to
be my slut. You took away my baby and now I'm taking
away one of yours." Kathy wriggled violently when she
heard his words but he slapped her once in the face
and the fight left her. She lay across his lap help-
less and crying softly now, terrified at what was to
happen. Addressing the other men, "That one's yours,
she's pretty enough so have fun, I'll be watching with
my new little fuck toy here."
The men laughed and the women on the couch
chuckled amongst themselves. The men began pulling
their pants and shirts off, and Sharon tried hope-
lessly to crawl away towards the locked door. The
crying girl jumped on her from the couch and began
slapping her face back and forth.
"You white bitch! Mesha was my sister! You
stupid arrogant bitch!" She screamed while slapping
Sharon violently.
"That's enough of that, Shawna, she's got a
long night and I don't want her harmed - yet." Big
Daddy barked out. Shawna reluctantly stood up and
then spat at her before returning to her friends on
the couch. The first of the men began rubbing his
cock expectantly before he knelt and pulled the duck
tape painfully off Sharon's mouth.
"I want a blow job, bitch. I want a high class
white bitch to suck cum out of my cock - and you
better be good at it too!" he warned. She looked up
at him horrified.
"I'll bite it! You put anything in my mouth and
I'll bite it off!" She shrieked back at him. But her
whole demeanor changed when she felt a cold pistol
barrel pressed to her head. She became quiet and just
cried silent tears.
The man pulled her tape bonds off and pulled
her into a kneeling position, the gun was handed to
one of the women on the couch, and another man posi-
tioned himself at her back. She could feel his large,
callused fingers probe her snatch clumsily and then
grip her by the waist. The man in front grabbed her
head tightly on either side and positioned his now
erect cock at her lips - which she reluctantly opened,
eyeing that gun. A quick thrust from behind caught
her off guard and her dry pussy screamed while his
huge cock was slammed into it. She yelled loudly at
the pain and before her yell could be heard another
cock was being thrust into her, now into her face.
She found a hard dick in her mouth and another sawing
in and out of her cunt.
Sharon gagged once, then again before she gave
a faint attempt to suck the member in her mouth. The
man in front would have none of that, and gripping her
head tighter forced his prick deep into her throat and
then back out again. He thrust hard into her face and
fucked her throat repeatedly while she was being
slammed mercilessly from behind.
The women on the couch giggled and snickered
at this show and Big Daddy began to get excited.
"Hmmm... my little girl here needs to start
working. I've got something for you to do." He said
perversely. With that he pulled the tape from her
mouth and sat her on the floor between his legs. Kathy
could no longer see what was happening to her mother
but watched, wide eyed as Big Daddy pulled a long,
meaty cock from his pants, just inches from her face.
With her mother choking, sobbing, gagging, and grunt-
ing behind her she stared at the long black dick in
front of her.
"What I want you to do is open up, like a good
girl, and hold this in your pretty little mouth for
me."
Kathy slowly opened her mouth and watched as
the dark meat was slowly pushed onto her warm, moist
tongue. She began to slowly suck at it when she was
suddenly hit in the head by Big Daddy.
"I never told you to suck! You just hold it
there, yeah - that's nice... and you suck when I tell
you to, not one second sooner." Big Daddy explained.
Kathy just knelt, her wrists and ankles still
bound behind her, her bare ass and exposed pussy feel-
ing the cold air of the drafty apartment, and a large
stiffening cock filling her mouth and resting warmly
on her salivating tongue.
The two men working Sharon began to near their
climax, so they both pounded harder. The one at the
back was now slapping her bare ass and reddening in
between powerful thrusts and the man at her face was
slamming his hard cock into her abused throat repeat-
edly. The first to come was the one enjoying her tight
pussy, he gripped her waist painfully hard and thrust
in as deep as he could, then spewed cum into her belly.
Sharon could feel his seed filling her from within and
was disgusted to have this mans sperm inside her. Just
then the man at her face began climaxing and pulled
his saliva shiny cock from her mouth to pump flow
after flow of hot cum onto her face. She was caught
unprepared and got a large gob in her eye and another
in her nose. While she blinked, wreathed around and
tried to pull free he kept pumping his dick and shoot-
ing cum into her mouth and all over her lips. When he
was finished she was released to fall to the floor,
sputtering and smarting from the cum in her eye. She
could taste his seed in her mouth and was sticky with
it.
Sharon had never felt so debased in her life.
This was the end, whatever else they did to her was
irrelevant after filling her with their hot, sticky
cum and making her taste it. All the fight left Sharon
as she lay on the floor gasping for air and trying to
wipe some of the cum from her face to clear her vision.
The two men high-fived over her fallen form.
A girl on the couch began calling encourage-
ment's to the two who had just used Sharon's body.
"You did good, baby! You never cum that much when I
give you head, you really plastered her!" The man who
had used Sharon's mouth so savagely bent over and
kissed his girlfriend on the lips sweetly. She con-
tinued, "Baby, I am so horny I need some right now - I
can't wait until I'm off the rag, I need it!"
An evil smile played across Big Daddy's lips and
he gestured at Sharon's prone form. The men got the
idea and propped her up on her knees again, this time
with her cum soaked face in front of the black girl
who pulled her dress up and pulled her tampon/underwear
down to reveal a pussy choked with long curly hair and
little blood clots. Sharon could feel herself retching
but before she could turn away her face was pushed
firmly into the black and bloody pussy in front of her.
Sharon tried to pull back but the third man,
wanting his turn, pushed her forward again and began
gripping and massaging her red ass. Sharon clenched
her mouth and eyes shut as she felt the moist bush
against her face and smelt the pungent aroma of this
woman's passion and her menstruation. The girl com-
plained about Sharon's lack of attention which swiftly
changed when Sharon felt the gun barrel playing between
her pussy lips. She tentatively stretched out her
tongue and lapped at the soft, odiferous, pussy in
front of her and then licked it again. Her head was
being held tightly in place between this girls thighs
as Sharon slowly licked at and began sucking the
drooling pussy before her.
The man at her back, finally decided what he
wanted, and pushed the head of his cock at the puckered
eye of her asshole. Sharon felt him and became panicked
for a moment, then felt the gun again, which he was
using to tease her sperm dripping pussy with, and
focused on the her oral ministrations. The man behind
thrust into her anus slowly and Sharon felt him pushing
into her, impossibly, hugely, painfully. Her head was
shoved forcibly into the black girls snatch as he
forced all of his inches into her virgin bum.
This all excited Big Daddy very much, who, now
running a hand through Kathy's silken blonde hair, be-
gan eyeing her sweet mouth wrapped passively around
his engorged dick. "Begin sucking little slut, suck
Big Daddy and suck like you mean it!" He ordered. Kathy
obediently began to work her mouth around his large
member, and move her head slowly up and down. She had
heard of this before, she had even dreamed of sucking
Danny's cock once, but that was why her mother had
enrolled her in that horrible girls academy. Kathy
wanted to know what it was like and even, secretly,
liked the idea of taking a man in her mouth. So here
she was, doing just that and it wasn't at all what she
had expected.
Big Daddy placed a hand on the back of her head
and moved it faster, to show her what he wanted. She
began sucking hard and moving her head up and down on
his hard cock, working her tongue back and forth over
the tender underside. She could barely hear her mothers
muffled moans and groans and the laughter of the other
black girls. She was focused on the dick in her mouth
and moved faster and faster, sucking hard and moving
her lips and tongue over his throbbing flesh.
The contrast between her whitish blonde hair
and his dark hand on her head, between her pale white
face and the ebony pillar in her mouth was beautiful.
It pleased Big Daddy to no end and he decided right
then and there to get rid of the mother and keep the
girl for himself, and for good.
He felt his balls tighten and his orgasm ap-
proach, so Big Daddy pulled Kathy's hair sharply
snapping her face back and his cock out of her mouth.
She looked shocked and stared, not understanding what
he wanted.
"You are going to open up, and just sit there
little slut girl." Big Daddy said while pumping on his
cock, "and don't you swallow neither, until your told
- you just sit there looking pretty."
Big Daddy pumped his dick once and a large glob
shot out and arched into Kathy's open mouth. The salty
cum surprised her and she almost instinctively swallow-
ed but caught the look in Big Daddy's eyes and thought
better of it. He pumped again and another flow shot out
and streaked across her ivory cheek to cling to her
face and dribble slowly down her chin. He pumped again
and again and splattered her face, her forehead, her
chin, and her lips with his thick white cream. Finely,
he squeezed and pumped the remainder into her mouth,
which patiently held a puddle of his hot seed at the
back. Big Daddy released Kathy's hair and then returned
his attention to Sharon's torment - leaving Kathy to
sit still, face turned upwards, covered in cooling cum
that dripped down her neck and onto her small breasts,
and with a mouth full of his sperm.
Sharon was licking frantically at the dripping
pussy before her while the man behind climaxed by
filling her bleeding asshole with his hot cum. Finally,
her face was yanked away from the pussy and held to his
sticky dick, now covered in shit, blood, and cum. She
was slapped once then the messy member was forced into
her mouth where she choked and gagged on the foul thing
and retched in earnest. He held her head by a handful
of thick blonde hair and forced her to clean him off
before releasing her.
"Swallow now, my little slut, swallow it all!"
Big Daddy commanded Kathy. She swallowed and licked
her lips then looked into his eyes.
"You have me inside you now, little girl. You
are mine for ever, my little slut girl." Big Daddy
said in a slow and melodious voice, "say it - say you
are my little girl."
"I'm your little girl," Kathy echoed and felt
a thrill at being controlled, at being owned by some-
one so powerful. "I'm your little girl and you're my
big daddy.."
Big Daddy smiled down at her and then addressed
his men, "Tape the mother up and stick her in the back
of her car. Drive over to 22nd street and drop it off,
with her in the back seat. I'm sure the east side gang
will know what to do with a brand new Lexus and pretty,
naked ass blonde."
Sharon's eyes got huge, but she was past caring
anymore. Death would be a welcome relief. She watched,
cold with terror as her little girl rubbed her cheek
against Big Daddy's leg and fawned on him like some
star struck groupie. She really was his now, she wanted
to be, and all of Sharon's plans for her little girl
were nothing now.
Addressing Sharon, Big Daddy said, "the east
side gang are warped out crack heads who can do things
with piano wire and a switch blade that would make a
Marine puke. And the neighbors are like you - they
won't help and they won't call the police."
Big Daddy added, "While you are amusing those
punks I'm going to be knocking up your little girl
here." At that Kathy's eyes widened and she smiled
broadly. "By the way, Bitch, " he continued, "welcome
to MY city."
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Just a note: Please keep in mind that when a woman says
no, she invariably means it. Rape, date rape or forced
sex with a non consenting woman can bring dire conse-
quences. The average prison term for rape in the U.S. is
25 years. This story was fantasy and should be consi-
dered as unusual entertainment only. Treat all women
with respect, they are the fairer sex!
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