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Lesbian Rapist #3
by Jaz (jaz1701@webtv.net)
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The rape of young Lesbians concludes. (MFf, FFf, rp,
ped, anal, oral, orgy)
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Det Sergeant Susan Miller was in a lot of trouble. Her
assignment was to infiltrate a child pornography ring,
and take them down.
"Stupid, stupid STOOpid!" she thought to herself for
the 100th time.
The Captain had not approved an undercover strategy,
back up, etc. The Purple Dinosaurs were, smart,
experienced evil Mother Fuckers and a mistake could
prove costly. But Susan had been in tight spots before,
faced down truly wicked men and won. She figured she
could handle this--and mayb look good in front of the
boss who hated her.
On an impulse she had gone to a bar they frequented
dressed like a cheap slut. Susan had on a thigh high
black leather mini and a purple tank top that showed
off her sexy belly button. She figured they'd be more
likely to let something slip, and she could learn
something useful. Tonight was supposed to be light
information gathering only--no real contact. Too bad it
didn't work out that way. Too bad.
Susan wasn't really good at talking to men. You can't
blame her really. After all she was a lesbian. Oh she
knew they were attracted to her body, but she didn't
understand them, what turned them on. Or off.
"You want a drink darling? Can I get you anything?"
"I don't need anything from you, just leave me alone."
she said in a distracted manner as she tried to
concentrate on two of the porn dealers conversation. If
she had really been paying attention she might have
recognized the man talking to her.
She might have been smart enough to watch her mouth.
Pete Matuski was wanted for 2 counts of murder and the
brutal rape of his own 14 yr old daughter. He had kept
the poor girl as a fuck toy for two months. Raping her
over 100 times. He decided to make some money off his
stuck up, smart mouthed, sexy daughter. He had a friend
into kiddie porn, and was introduced to the Purple
Dinosaurs.
Pete pimped his daughter to them. By day, she was
filmed, and fucked by them. At night she was fucked and
fondled by him. She was the star of 14 hardcore, filthy
kiddie porn movies. Every couple of days his daughter
was raped and beaten into making a new one.
The only reason he had almost been caught was that one
of her teachers was into kiddie porn himself and
enjoyed the movie very much until he got a good look at
her face. He recognized his student and knew she had
not been in school for over 2 months. He anonomusly
called the police. Pete had murdered the two
policewomen when they came to investigate the
complaint. Snapped their necks like chicken bones.
Susan should have recognized Pete. His face was
plastered all over the precinct's most wanted list. He
had been hidinging out with the Purple Dinosaurs. Pete
could not believe another sexy, stuck up, bitch was
mouthing off to him. At least his daughter had been
pure, a virgin. This slut looked like she had been rode
hard and fucked away wet.
Pete got up and was about to leave when Susan's Cell
phone began to ring in the purse on the floor. She bent
at the waist and slowly dug it out leaving that firm
round juicy ass wagging from side to side.
"Holy shit she's taunting me! That little bitch is
trying to drive me crazy, " Pete snarled to himself and
decided to teach the slut a lesson. He signaled to the
bartender to lock the door. The bartnder escorted the 6
or 7 people he did not know outside, flipped the closed
sign around, turned off the exterior lights and locked
the door. There left only about 12 people in the bar
all were Purple Dinosaurs or their women. When Susan
got off the phone she noticed that something was odd.
Several of the gang members were walking towards her,
and the door was closed. The big guy who had been
hitting on her was in the lead and had a cruel,
deranged look on his face. He walked right up to her,
grabbed the back of her head and locked it in place.
Then he looked her right in the eye and began spitting
on her face. Over and over again until she was coverd
in it.
"Wait...stop, ew that's gross!"
The whole bar was laughing at her. Sick demented people
were laughing at her shame. But the worst thing was the
air of impending, evil--of sexual tension about to be
sated.
"Clean the little slut off and strip her. I want to
fuck her, heh we ALL do. Pete said to one of the gang
sluts.
All the guys began chuckling, as they imagined just how
they would rape Susan. She was fucking...lucious. A
tall, tight honey blonde who worked out a lot. Susan
was 29 and had high barbell shaped 36 D breasts. Her
sweet firm ass was just the cherry on top for the guys,
it sealed her fate.
A small redhead walked up to Susan and began kissing
her. Sucking and caressing and slowly licking her
entire, spit covered face. Despite the situation Susan
felt herself get aroused. The little tramp was a good
kisser and obviously a submissive twat--just the kind
of woman she loved to fuck.
She pulled Susan's top off and undid her mini skirt. As
usual she was not wearing a bra, and had on G-String
panties, which the Redhead eagerly removed.
That snapped the lesbian Policewoman out of her lusty
haze. It was about to happen again. A man was about to
rape her AGAIN. A cock (Ok several) cocks was about to
split her ass, fuck her pussy and cum in her mouth.
Filthy men were about to hurt her, she knew they'd
enjoy it.
"Please don't dothis. I am sorry, IamSO sorry. You
don't undrstand--I'm a Lesbian. This is wrong. "
If she had known men better (especially these kind of
men) she would have kept that fact to herself. Every
man (and two of the three women) were excited by the
idea of raping a Lesbian.
She was completely naked now and cowering against the
bar. Pete pulled her to him with a vicious snarl and
dragged her kicking and screaming to the pool table.
"I'mgonna break you now. I'm gonna beat your smart
little faggot ass--and I'm gong to enjoy it. I swear to
god once I start I'm gonna beat you bloody. Do you
believe me bitch? Good. Listen carefully. If you want
to avoid that you better accept that you are our cheap
little whore. Everyone in this room is going to fuck
you as many times as we possibly can.
We. Own. You.
Slutty little Lesbian. Thinking you are too good for my
cock? Well I'm gonna change you tonight. Tonight you're
gonna beg for cock. Yer gonna beg for my cock right
now. DO IT!!" Pete roared six inches from her face.
His breathing was heavy and she could tell she was an
inch away from getting hit by this large man. Suddenly
she got chills as she recognized who he was.
My god he had already killed two police women. This man
was very dangerous.
"Please sir...I want to live. I'll do it. I'll do
anything you say, just don't hurt me. Um...may I please
have your cock?" Pete pushed her back on the pool table
and mounted her quickly. Another gang member grabbed
her head and positioned it over the side. She felt both
cocks slide into her at once. It was very painful. Pete
had a big, thick dick--and she was still mostly dry.
From fear, and from the very idea of a man fucking her.
He fucked her open in two brutal strokes and began a
vicious pounding rhythm in her cunt. Quick fuck, slow
fuck, hard fuck, Grrrind. Repeat, repeat, repeat.
The guy at her mouth was only average dick-length
inside but the way her neck lolled over the side of the
pool table was very dangerous. She could not breathe
correctly as he held her on her back with her neck
lower than the edge and drilled his dick deep down her
throat. Luckily Susan had some prior experience with
being raped by a cruel man. She did not panic, just
concentrated on breathing thorough her nose and not
letting him bend her neck too far down.
Suddenly he humped his body on her face and sat on her
face, resting all his weight on her.
"Suck it slut. Suck my assmeat good."
Susan could barely breathe as she stuck her tongue into
him. She ws struggling with all her might to stop him
from killing her.
Pete had been fucking her hard for a good 5 minutes
when he seemed to be jealous of the pain and fear the
other man was causing her. "Ok whore I'm ready to have
your ass now. This is gonna sting a little bit--so I
want you to ask for it."
The room laughed at his little joke and laughed even
harder when Susan's ass muffled voice said," Please sir
will you fuck my tight little ass? I'm a good slut, I
need it."
Pete savagely pulled those firm ass cheeks apart and
ripped into her. He wanted to hurt this slut, to show
off for his friends. They were cheering him on as he
raped her ass hard.
Wet sloshing noises could soon be heard, a thick paste
of ass blood, dick cream, and brownbutt butter churned
inside Susan. His balls made a slapping sound on her
sweaty body.
Susan's struggles became more desperate as she fel her
neck tire, she could not hold the man on her face
anymore and was getting scared. She took a chance and
recaptured his dick in her mouth and began to slurp it
hard. Sucking and licking and coughing and kissing for
all she was worth. She had to get him off so he could,
well GET OFF. It was working, perhaps too well as the
guy felt he was about to cum he went nuts. Squeezing
his thighs around her hard as he drilled his cock deep
into her throat. For about 20 seconds she could not
breathe, but continued to work her mouth on him.
Pete was slowly tearing something in her ass, she felt
it give way and began to cry.
"Oh that's it baby, that's it you slut. Yer mouth is so
wet, here it cums, wait for it! ARRGH, drink me bitch,
drink it all down. It's good for you."
Susan had been without air for about 45 seconds when he
finally got off her. He slapped hands with his buddies,
and one of the gang sluts asked if she could lick him
clean. He graciously agreed.
One down, 11 to go.
While the rest of the gang laughed and decided who got
her mouth next, Pete kept right on ripping her ass
apart. Every thrust was a fresh blast of pain. He began
thrusting harder faster, and her breath grunted out of
her in time to his fucks.
"Mine, mine, mine. How do you like it? How does daddy's
little dyke like his big dick up her ass?" He said as
he slowly spewed thick, warm, wet fluid inside of her.
Pete pulled out of her with a noisy popping plop sound.
His dick was a clumpy reddish brown color, and he
walked to her face and mounted her the same way the
other man had. Then he began cruelly pinching and
twisting her nipples, mauling her tit flesh until she
screamed all over his dirty dick.
"Wash me good, I want that little wet tongue to suck
all this shit off of me. Get me hard again slut, I
think I can go again. Somebody suck my cum out of this
cunt's pussy and ass. I want it fresh." The sexy
Redhead pushed the others out of her way and began to
lovingly munch the older, Lesbian's pussy. Susan could
not help herself. She wrapped her legs around her
lover, and humped her hard. Pete fucked her mouth good
and slowly his dick got hard again as he predicted. He
looked down at Susan and pure lust overcame him.
She was getting her clitty nibbled now, and had grabbed
both of the eadheads ears and a fistful of hair. She
planned to get off herself, she fucked that beautiful
young face buried between her thighs and it was too
much. She felt a small fire begin to build and bubble
up from deep inside her when suddenly... Pete scooped
Susan up, and sat her in his lap.
He made her settle on his cock and then stood up. Susan
was surprised, and felt his long thick cock go even
deeper into her. She was so close, she could not stop.
Even though it was a man, even though it was rape she
clutched herself to his hard sweaty male body and
humped down on his beefy man-cock. Kissing him, sucking
his tongue wildly.
That's how the police found her when they kicked in the
door. One of the patrons had called in a tip when the
bar suddenly closed leaving a lone woman inside with a
gang of hard men. He just couldn't live with himself if
he did nothing.
Officer Susan Miller had done it again. The Lesbian
Police woman had just singlehandedly taken down a
Kiddie Porn ring.
Captain Carl Jablonski was having a very good, and a
very bad day. Good because every member of the Purple
Dinosaurs had been arrested and would likely be
convicted. Their rape of Miller had allowed him to get
search warrants, for each of them and they found dozens
of kiddie porn tapes, addresses of victims, and their
portable film equipment.
He should be happy, but he wasn't. Susan Fucking Miller
was getting the credit. Again. How one inept, and
morally corrupt cop could be so lucky was beyond him.
He was glad they raped her. He wished they had gotten
there a couple of hours later. The lesbian bitch
deserved it after what she had done. Instead she was
likely to get another promotion.
It all started two years ago. Susan's life had changed
when she met John Pressman The Lesbian Rapist. The
asshole had confessed to raping 23 Lesbians. He had
taunted the police on national tv. Pressman had just
gotten off on a technicality. The Dept was obsessed
with catching him. Captain Jablonski needed a real
Lesbian to go undercover and set him up. He was
authorized to give someone a significant pay raise, and
promotion to Detective Sergeant if they could bring
Pressman in.
Problem was he only had one Lesbian in his Dept--Susan
Miller. She was a pathetic Cop, the butt of many jokes.
Her fellow officers called her Deputy Dike, right to
her face. Many felt she was a glorified Meter Maid.
She'd been on traffic Patrol for almost 8 years--it was
he only thing she was good at. Still, Susan had always
dreamed of more for herself. She wanted to make a
difference. To be a real cop--a DETECTIVE. So she
jumped at the chance.
The plan was basically to rape another officer in front
of him, to get him so hot, that he got sloppy. Susan
selected a female cop she had secretly been lusting
after for over a year. Beth Thomas was a tight, sexy
little thing. She was was also Captain Jablonski's
godchild and Dead Partner's daughter. Susan still got
wet when she thought about how she had raped her.
Squeezing her mauling her--raping her pussy and ass
with her fingers. Sucking her tongue, licking that
fresh, juicy pussy--straddling her face, and forcing
her to clean Susan's soggy, dripping cunt.
Hearing the tiny woman scream, beg for help. The bar
was wired for video and sound. Captain Jablonski saw
and heard what Susan did--Beth's pitiful, frantic
pleas. He had to sit there and just let it happen, to
ignore her. He would never forgive himself for
betraying Beth. He would never forgive Susan for raping
his little girl. But he had to catch Pressman, and Beth
did agree to do "whatever" it took.
The plan worked, John kidnapped Susan at knifepoint and
took her out to be raped. That's where things went bad.
John had discovered the hidden cameras and micro
recorders they planted in his apt earlier that day. So
he took her to his buddy's house instead.
No one was listening when Susan screamed for help.
Nobody came the first day or the second while Ron and
John brutally took her oral, anal, and vaginal
virginities.
You see Susan was a true Lesbian. She had always known
she was attracted to women. No man had ever put his
filthy dick inside her.
"Oh you fucking slut, yer so tight, thank you for
making it so good for me. You sexy little whore, I love
you! How does that feel? Ugh, Ugh, oh shit--don't you
DARE make me cum this quick, or I'll spank that
beautiful ass, John said as he raped her the first
time. Next it was Ron's turn. He liked to make her kiss
him, to humiliate her, to have her beg like a wild
thing in heat for his cock.
"I'm gonna say this one time you Lesbian whore. You
think you don't need men, don't want men, right? Well
you are my property now cunt, I own you. You will treat
my cock with respect. Go ahead kiss it, lick it,
worship ME! My god, do you know how much I will hurt
you if you don't do everything I want? Heh, heh-ha,"
Ron chucled merrily.
"Please, you don't understand I am aPoliceWoman, I am a
Lesbian PoliceWoman--and ...you are under arrest. Both
of you take your dicks out of me and assume the
position!"
Apparently the position for the next two days would be
two dicks in her at the same time. Ron and John were
good friends, and experienced rapists. John loved
asses, and Ron loved cunts. They both enjoyed Double
Penetration. It was like they were competing to see who
could make her scream the loudest, cry the longest.
Over and over, they split her ass and pussy. Fingers,
dicks and tongues explored her every hole. Both men
started cackling at Susan's orders and raped her even
harder. On the afternoon of the second day, Susan came
to a realization. Help would never come, she was
utterly alone. If she wanted to be saved she would have
to save herself.
Desperation led to a frenzied courage. Ron was fucking
her throat hard, laughing as he made her gag and choke.
John decided to eat her pussy, to see if he could
humiliate her by forcing an orgasm out of her unwilling
snatch. Susan seized the opportunity. She bit down hard
on Ron's Dick, gnawing and chewing it.
Meanwhile she locked her legs tight around John's face.
Ron was shrieking in agony, there was no fight in him.
She pushed him off and rolled over on John, pounding
him as hard as she could in the back of the head. As
they struggled he knocked her into the table and one of
the many beer bottles that they had been drinking
between rapes rolled into her hand.
Susan reared back and caught John flush in the face and
he went down. She then got to her feet and began
kicking Ron as hard as she could, in the balls, stomach
and neck. She kicked him until he stopped moving, and
then she kicked him some more just to be sure.
Deputy Dyke had won.
She called 911 and said in her most professional voice,
"This is officer Susan Miller requesting backup. I've
got him, I did it! You better send a couple of Buses,
cuz I kicked their ass!"
That was almost two years ago. The dept had honored her
promotion and raise--what choice did they have? She was
a minor celebrity. Diane Sawyer and 60 minutes each did
a feature on the Hero, Lesbian cop who was brutally
sodomized--and singlehandedly brought two serial
rapists to justice. The public ate it up. America loves
stories in which pretty young women get raped.
Take Jessica Lynch and Elizabeth Smart. Susan's rape
was much more graphic. Throw in the fact that she was a
Lesbian virgin, and she was all over the news. Her 911
tape was played on local and national broadcasts. She
had a lucrative 3 millon dollar book deal and a TV
movie coming out in 2005.
Susan still wanted to be a cop, at least until the
money came in. She had waited, wanted it for so long.
She figured she'd give it everything she had for 3
years. If she made Capt she'd stay on the force. If
not, oh well, she'd be a multi millionaire anyway.
Captain Jablonski had planned to betray Susan--he never
would have honored the deal on his own. After the way
she raped Beth he did not care if the sick slut crawled
in a hole and died. If word ever got out about his
orders to let Susan be raped--killed if necessary, so
he could get irrefutable evidence on tape...Let's just
say his career would be over, he would be publicly
disgraced, and likely headed to jail himself. No, all
that he could hope for was to put Susan in increasingly
dangerous situations, with inadequate backup, and hope
for the best (Worst?)
Her fellow cops hated her more than ever. Beth was very
popular and when word spread what Susan had done nobody
wanted to partner with her. Add in the fact that she
had gotten a huge promotion, was in charge of cops with
more experience and better records--and that she would
be very rich soon...
People were jealous.
Ronald Sloptvik had suffered serious cranial injuries
and liver damage. Susan had beat him so hard for so
long he would likely never recover. His spleen had to
be removed, he was a twitchy, shakey mess now.
John Pressman was different. Even before he was
convicted he began fanatically working out. John was
obsessed with the idea of being raped himself. He would
do anything to avoid it.
His trial had not gone as well as the DA would have
liked. It was mostly circumstantial. After all the
police had recorded the wrong apt. None of the cops on
site had seen Susan's rape.
It was her word against his. Worse the tape from the
bar showed Susan brutally raping Beth, and apparently
going willingly with John. The look of disgust, almost
hatred on their faces was something to see. It was
decided that a jury verdict was too risky. The idea
that The Lesbian Rapist might get off scott free--again
was unacceptable. So they made a plea bargain. He plead
guilty to Aggravated sexual assault in the third
degree.
The DA's office made a sentencing recommendation of 5
years. John also agreed to get sexual counseling, anger
management, and conflict resolution therapy.
Then the unthinkable happened. Less than 2 years into
his sentence the Govenor backed a bill to allow
Chemical Castration of Serial Sex offenders. It was
voluntary, but if the psychiatrists agreed, it could
mean an early release. This would save the state
millions of dollars in prison costs anually --while
still protecting the public. That money was used to
provide healthcare for all minors who could not afford
it.
John Pressman volunteered to be injected with Depo
Provera on a weekly basis, to lower his testosterone.
After six months of shots and several breakthroughs in
therapy, the doctors believed it was safe to let him
go.
This was not the first time John had been to jail. The
woman who started it all was named Susan too. She was
the first Lesbian woman he had fucked. She lied to him,
pretended to like him, so he would do her work for her.
When he found out, something snapped inside him. He
raped the virgin whore good. She called the police on
him and he was arrested. That was 7 years ago. John had
gone back every year since he got out and raped her
again. Just when she thought she was recovering he'd
find her, rape her, and break her. He did her mother,
sister, and best friend too.
She was lke a hobby to him every year he'd find a fresh
way to hurt her. Last time she just gave up when she
saw him. She did not struggle, or scream. He just told
her to get in his car, and drove her out to his cabin
in the woods. He kept her for 3 days.
Over and over Ron and John raped her Lesbian ass. John
videotaped hours of her being fucked, sucked, fisted,
cummed on and pissed in.
That last night he made her a deal.
"If you don't make me look for you next year I promise
I'll only keep you for 1 day. I will not hurt you, and
I won't rape your mother and sister. Do you agree?"
"...Ok, I'll be good."
John got hard just thinking about little Susie. It had
been almost 3 years since he fucked his woman. She
likely thought he was dead, that it was over. She
probably had rebuilt her life, and was moving on. The
next time he raped her would devestate her. He couldn't
wait. The Depo Provera had affected him, at first it
made it almost impossible to get hard. But John was
developing a resistance to its affect.
It did nothing to stop his mind, his desire to rape. It
also gave him the perfect alibi. How could HE rape
anybody? He had been castrated. He was gonna need a
good alibi, because he had a new hobby. Officer Susan
Miller was about to become his sex slave. He would not
just break her. He planned to take her Lesbianism away,
to make her desire men. To desire him. He would break
her and never let her go.
"You won the first round you Lesbian bitch. Round two
is MINE."
John knew he could not do it alone. The only man he
trusted to help him Rape Susan was his buddy Ron.The
fucking cunt cop had hurt him bad, and he was still in
prison anyway.
He gave it some thought and realized there might be one
other person he could trust. Someone who hated Susan as
much as he did. Heh, maybe more.
Detective Beth Thomas was a good cop. Tough,loyal,
smart. Susan Miller had ruined her life. It wasn't just
the fact that she viciously raped her. No, the fucking
lesbo slut had to go on tv and BRAG about it. All her
cop friends knew that she had been raped by another
woman.
Oh they smiled, sympathized even, but there was a look
in the guys eyes that made her feel cheap. Like maybe
they fantasized about her naked and screaming and
begging like a helpless bitch. Shit who was she
kidding, they did not have to IMAGINE, they SAW and
heard her do it on video.
Somehow copies of her rape tape had disappeared from
the evidence room and was being sold to other
policemen. It did not stop there. Prosecutors, Public
Defenders, Judges could obtain a copy for $50. A copy
of Susan ramming her fingers in Beth's tight little ass
and fresh young pussy. Beth purchased a copy herself,
so she would know what everyone was looking at. Her
peers could see her crying, blubbering for help while
Susan humped her disgusting Lesbian Twat on her face.
Beth thought she would die when she busted a drug
dealer, and was interrogating him.
"I loved your movie chica, you don't need to fuck no
punta, or suck on her fat tetas. I'll give you my dick
to suck on instead, I'll fuck you better than that
bitch ever did."
Most cops were nice, at least to her face. But Beth
could not help wondering,
"Has he seen me, has he seen my pussy?"
It was too much, she couldn't take it. Her husband
couldn't either. Some asshole sent him a copy, and he
never looked at her the same way again. six months
later he moved out. She would never forgive Susan
Miller for ruining her life.
"I wish that Bitch could pay for what she did. Instead
she's gets a two grade promotion and is gonna be a
millionaire! It's just not right," she thought to
herself as hot bitter tears burned her eyes and
trickled down her cheeks.
She never saw John come up behind her in the parking
lot. But she felt the knife sticking in her back.
"Hi slut, we meet again. You are one of those two lesbo
cops who set me up. I think it's time for you to pay
up. Now drive."
John took her to a seedy motel room, led her inside,
and locked the door.
"Mmm let me get a look at you sweetheart. Aww aren't
you just precious. I gotta have you. Strip Bitch! I
want your Dyke pussy." Beth was in a panic. The Lesbian
Rapist thought she was a Lesbian! "Mr Pressman Please,
God, Please. I'm not a Lesbian, I swear!!"
"Stupid cunt, who do you think your fooling? I was
there! I saw you suck her pussy, I smelled your whore
cream when you came all over her face. It's been two
years since I fucked a nasty lesbo slut like yourself.
I'll want a favor from you when we're done. But first
things first. I want your lips wrapped around my dick.
I plan to enjoy you slut. Fuck now, talk later," John
said as he smacked Beth hard to the ground.
He grabbed her shirt and ripped it off, shaking her
from side to side. She was dazed from the slap and the
situation. She did not put up much of a fight. Finally
she was naked. John made her crawl to his cock and
said,
"Make it good for me, drink me dry Lesbo."
This was The Lesbian Rapist. Beth had no thoughts of
fighting this man, of pissing him off. She was just
going to have to be raped again. Generally Beth was a
submissive woman. She was no SLAVE, but she usually did
whatever her male lover told her to do. She grabbed
John's cock and began licking and slurping it.
"Oh well if I have to be raped again, at least it's not
by my female partner. "
This was still horribly wrong, but it was not a
betrayal, unnatural.
John enjoyed fucking Beth's face but...something was
wrong. She did not feel right. The Depo Provera shot he
took 3 days ago made it hard to get, well HARD. But it
was more than that. He had always assumed that Beth was
a Lesbian. Sure Susan had raped her, but she was still
a Lesbian slut. But the way she was slurping his cock
down was unsettling. She was good at it, experienced.
There was no revulsion, none of the hesitation that he
loved. Could it be?
"(One way to find out.) Ok slut that's enough, I'm
ready to fuck you now. Go ahead put me in whichever
hole you want--Ass, or pussy. It's up to you.
Beth knew she was goig to get cocked either way, so she
quickly stuffed John inside of her pussy, before he
changed his mind and chose for her. It hurt. John was a
big dicked man and she had a dry, tiny cunt. She tried
to just pretend it was her husband, that she was
fucking the man she still loved. Beth began to juice
up.
John lost his erection.
No way this was a Lesbian, she had agreed to fuck him
too easily. No outrage, no whining. Plus she was riding
his cock too well. In the old days John could fuck (ok
Make Love To) regular women. But now he only fucked
Lesbians. It wasn't just what he DID, it's who he WAS.
He realized now that Susan had raped her heterosexual
partner. Maybe without the Depo he could have done it,
could have finished. As it was his dick slowly
shrivelled until it fell out with a wet plop.
Beth was aroused and confused. Why the fuck was he
stopping? She was dripping wet now, and had to cum.
John told her to sit on the bed. He got on the floor
between her legs and decided to get her off. With his
left hand he played with her small proud tits, gently
rubbing, cupping and flicking. With his mouth he
kissed, sucked and nibbled her clit and sloppy, soggy,
tight little pussy. He stuck his right thumb inside her
cunt and his forefinger deep in her slutty ass.
It did not take long for Beth to go into sensory
overload. She was moanng and humping wildly on her
rapist. She had never felt like this before. Part of
the problem was she had not had sex in over two years,
since her rape. Her husband had been unable/unwilling
to touch her. After all she HAD volunteered for this
assignment. To kiss, fondle, suck a lusty Lesbian
Police officer. They were newlyweds and he had begged
her not to do it.
But Uncle Carl asked for her help, and she wanted to
help put the Lesbian Rapist away. Plus they could use
the money she would get as a Det. She never thought
Susan would RAPE her. That she would strip her naked on
camera and fuck her. That her dear Uncle Carl would let
that happen to her.
Her husband never forgave her, and he never fucked her
again.
John's Mouth, tongue and fingers, combined with her
horny state to produce a massive orgasm.
"That's it, that's it! Fuuuhk Me. Harder, damnit I said
HARDER. Oh godohgod don't you stop, I neeed it.
Hehhehhuff, oh shit... groan."
John played her Pussy for several more minutes and made
her cum hard again. It was not as good as fucking her,
but he felt good that he could control the little slut
detective.
"Well cunt did you like that, did you have a good time
fucking me? Cumming for your rapist? Are you ready to
do me that favor now? I enjoyed you Beth, really I did.
But well, you're just not a Lesbian. We both know who
should be getting raped don't we. Promotions,
millionaire, TV celebrity--and what do we get? I get 2
years in jail, and you lose your husband, get
humiliated in front of your friends, and get brutally
raped TWICE. It's not fair, and I want you to help me
make it right.
Beth was silent for a long time, as she thought about
what he was saying. She couldn't help it. She felt a
sadistic grin come over her previously innocent face.
Susan deserved to pay for all that she had done. Beth
wanted to help.
"What do you want me to do?"
Epilouge
Susan Miller was scared. Actually she was a blithering,
blathering idiot. He was out, they let HIM go.
John Pressman The Lesbian Rapist was free.
Susan knew she was in danger. Oh god this man had raped
her for two days. He had ripped her insides brutally,
savaged her in every way imaginable. She knew this man
hated her. He had been out for 5 days, and Susan was
constantly looking over her shoulder.
She had placed a gun in every room of her Apartment
including the bathroom. She purchased a fancy alarm
system/service, door braces, and high quality dead bolt
locks. Even if Pressman somehow got in, she'd shoot the
motherfucker dead.
Heer doorbell rang. She checked the peephole and it was
Beth. Susan and the rest of the dept were still reeling
from Beth's announcement that she was leaving the Force
and moving across the country.
She said she needed a fresh start, and there was
nothing for her here now. She had lost her husband and
Uncle Carl was dead to her now.
"I wonder what she's doing here? Damn this woman is so
sexy, I feel like raping her again, right now."
Susan would never forget how sweet Beth tasted, how she
enjoyed making the tiny slut scream.
"Hey Beth, come in. I'm...surprised you stopped by."
Beth looked Susan in the eye and said, "I wanted you to
know that I have no hard feelings towards you. I know
you were just doing your job. I told you to do
ANYTHING, I accept why you raped me. I just couldn't
leave town without clearing the air with you."
Susan walked over to her and pulled her into a tight
embrace hugging her close, smelling her hair and
lightly grinding her crotch into Beth.
"Maybe we can have a goodbye drink before I go..."
Susan's mind was reeling. Could she get Beth drunk
enough to fuck her?! She wanted to lick that pussy, to
sip her sweet juices again. She jumped up, went into
the kitchen and filled two 12 oz glasses with Grain
Alcohol and a splash of fruit juice. She was about to
go in her bedroom and get some of the sleeping pills
her doctor gave her after the rape. She sensed Beth
behind her but did not turn around.
Susan never saw the 120,000 volt stun gun press against
the back of her skull. She fell to the floor, dazed and
confused. Her legs wouldn't work.
"Whydyou dothat? What'sgoingon?"
Beth let the coldness seep into her eyes and said, fuck
you dyke. You have to pay!"
Then Beth called John and let him in. She was too out
of it to scream. She tried to crawl away, to somehow
reach the gun in the kitchen. The last thing she saw
was John's tongue licking her face.
"It's over Susan, we have you now. You. Are. Mine," he
said before taking the stun gun and zapping her again.
Then all went dark.
Susan was surprised to be waking up. She thought they
would just kill her. She opened her eyes and looked
around. She seemed to be in some kind of cabin deep in
the woods. She was naked. She could feel the cum
dripping down her legs and out of her ass. Her hands
were manacled to chains that hung from the ceiling.
Video cameras were set up.
"Ah Susan, you're awake. I always wanted to be a
Director. You are going to make me a lot of money.
Porno mags, movies, the internet...Imagine how much
people would pay for pictures and film of Jessica Lynch
or Elizabeth Smart? Imagine if there was a new rape
movie released on the internet every month? Think how
much wealthy men would pay to fuck them anytime they
want. To fuck YOU. Sometimes I'll pimp your juicy ass
for money, but often I'll just want Fresh Lesbian
pussymeat--an eye or an eye, a slut for a slut. I'll
never have to risk prison again. It's gonna come right
to my door. One more thing. I promise you'll never
taste pussy again. That part of your life is done."
Beth walked in the room then and gave John a wet kiss.
"John's gonna let me help train you. I can't wait to
try my new 14 inch strap on dildo. He said I could
pierce you too. I'm gonna hold you down and shove a
needle through your nipples, right through your puffy,
sluttty, pink nipples. I'll find a new way to hurt you
every day. I swear to god I will." Beth said as she
locked Susan's head in place and kissed her roughly.
Susan knew it was almost hopeless but she had to try.
"Beth I'm very sorry for what I did to you. But I don't
deserve this. You're a Policewoman too. You have to
help me. I'm a LESBIAN Policewoman. You can't let me be
a whore to a bunch of men, you just can't!"
John and Beth paused at that, then they looked at each
other and burst into hysterical laughter. Susan started
crying, then thrashing wildly hoping somehow to free
herself of her chains.
"Get your dildo honey. I call her ass, but you can rip
her pussy. We'll have her trained in no time."
Susan's screams ecohed in the small cabin and rang loud
and clear through the cold winter's night.
End.
Author's Note.
So we come to the end of our intrepid Lesbian's
adventures. I was really pulling for her, hoping she
could somehow turn the tables again. Alas it was not to
be. I wrote chapter one over 5 years ago! Hey maybe
that means I'll finally finish Sis Betrayed too.
No lesbians were hurt in the telling of this story. Um
because that's it: It's just a fucking story. I have no
pictures, or videotape of Susan. Yes I do have Pete's
daughter's 1st movie, but I will only send it to people
I know. You can find it yourself though. It's called
"Raped 14 yr old Little Slut Get's What's Coming to
Her." I highly recommend it if you are into that sort
of thing. I of course am not.
There, now I can rest easy.
Drop me a line at jaz1701@webtv.net
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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