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Summer Holiday
by Ashtree (tree_ash@hotmail.com)
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Jenny the lesbian rapist goes on holiday (FF, nc, rp,
bd)
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The following is a work of fiction/fantasy. It is not
meant to condone or encourage forced sexual acts
between females.
Hello again, it's Jenny here with more tales of my
favourite sexual pastime; raping other women. These
ones are from the best holiday I ever had in my life,
and the first episode, which is what I'm going to tell
you now, was a strange one, but as they say never look
a gift horse etc. Normally I've always targeted women
my own age or older, young girls just don't do anything
for me, but on this holiday I was put in a position
where I couldn't say no. She was old enough, just
turned 16, but she'd fallen so nicely into my clutches
that I simply couldn't resist her.
Her name was Jessica, and she was working in the hotel
I was staying in. I hadn't noticed her at all until one
day I came back from a days sightseeing to find my room
door open. Thinking this odd I opened it further very
slowly and crept inside, there by the dressing table
was one of the hotel staff clearly rifling through my
belongings.
By chance I still had my camera in y hand, and slowly
raised it to my face and clicked. The look on the
thief's face was a picture in itself, like a startled
rabbit she looked up, realized her predicament and made
a dash for it towards me. I had no problem blocking her
way with one arm and pushed her back into the room,
kicking the door shut as I did. I pushed her down onto
the bed and as she fell her skirt rode up her leg
exposing her thigh, and I felt a tingle in my pussy.
It was now I really began to look at her, she was young
and looked it but the fact she was working here must
have meant she was 16, she was slim and light and I'd
just proved I could easily dominate her physically, and
she also had quite a pretty face under her jet-black
hair. By now my anger was beginning to fade away as I
thought of how I could turn this situation to my
advantage.
The girl was clearly frightened and looked fearfully at
my camera, which held the evidence of her crime.
Noticing this I waved it in front of her. "You'd be in
a lot of trouble if I gave this to your boss, or even
the Police, wouldn't you?" I snarled at her, trying to
cow her into submission.
"What do you think you'd get, the sack, that's for
sure, but this town needs tourists and it doesn't need
bad publicity about thieving chambermaids, you might
even get jailed for it as an example..." I let this
hang in the air, and watched as she visibly crumpled in
front of me.
"Please don't tell on me." She sniffled; the use of
such a schoolgirl term amused me greatly. "I don't want
to go to jail."
Time for the clincher I though, "Well, there is one way
you could make me change my mind" I sat down on the bed
next to her and put my hand on her knee, " I like
girls, if you go to bed with me, I'll forget all about
this"
She looked at me with a mixture of shock and relief –
good, if I was going to rape her I didn't want her
enjoying it, "I-I-I, don't know..." She mumbled.
"Well it's your choice," I said removing my hand from
her thigh " I'll jus go and see what the manager says
about this." And I waved the camera nonchalantly.
"No, I mean yes I will as long as you don't tell, but I
have a lot to do this afternoon, I can't now."
"I didn't mean now, you stupid girl, where do you
live?"
"With my parents," she replied realization dawning on
her face.
Shit, I thought, shit, shit, shit.
"But they're away for a month, I'm there on my own."
My pussy tightened in joy, one she would be mine all
night and two she didn't have a clue what I had in mind
for her.
It took only 5 more minutes to get the address of her
parents house, get the keys and arrange for her to be
there at 4, I would go on ahead to prepare things and
so no-one would connect us. This was going to be good.
Before I set her back to her job I asked her if she's
ever made love to a woman before, she shook her head.
Excellent, I thought.
When she volunteered that she'd never made love to a
man either I thought my pussy would melt there and
then, a genuine virgin. I lent over and gave her a slow
passionate kiss on the lips, she responded well. Oh my
dear, I thought, if you only knew that's the last bit
of kindness you'll get from me.
After she'd gone back t work I rushed round like a mad
thing getting my stuff together, finally I had a bag
full of handcuffs, strap-ons, vibrators, gags and loads
of lubricant. I hurried off to find her house and get
everything ready. Jessica's parents had obviously done
well for themselves; the house was secluded and set
back, standing aloof from its neighbours.
No one saw me let myself in and I quickly shut all the
curtains so if any one did come calling there'd be
nothing to see. Then with a while to go before Jessica
arrived to start the party I gave myself a tour of the
house. It didn't take long to find Jessica's bedroom I
headed straight to the wardrobe to see if I could find
any nice things for her to wear.
To my joy I discovered she's kept her old school
uniform, I took it out of the wardrobe and held it up,
short check skirt, white shirt, blue pullover A lot of
my magazines had photo sets of "schoolgirls" being
spanked, perhaps it would be worth re-creating a few
such scenes. Placing the uniform on the bed I went back
to my search and found a very short mini-skirt and crop
top, Jessica was a bit of a wild-child on the quiet
and I put these on the bed as well.
My pussy was on fire now ad I knew I couldn't wait for
Jessica to get changed once she arrived home, I wanted
to shag her immediately, after all she'd be mine
overnight and this was too good a chance to let any
opportunity go begging.
I went back downstairs and checked out the living room,
a large sofa dominated it and I decided I use that for
my first attack. It was nearly 4 now so I quickly put
on a thin strap-on and lubricated it up, keeping a bit
on my fingers for touching her up. Then I waited.
She was almost exactly on time, as she came
hesitatingly through the door, rightly apprehensive of
what she'd find, I moved quickly over to her, I
embraced her, pinning her arms to her side. I kissed
her neck the let the bombshell drop.
"The only thing that stands between you and going to
jail is whether I have a goodtime tonight, so you'll do
whatever I say, understand?"
She nodded meekly as my hands began to explore her, at
the same time I started to move her into the living
room, my hands ran up her leg and inside her short
skirt, then into her knickers, she struggled at this
but by this time we were behind the sofa, quickly I
lent over and retrieved the pair of handcuffs I'd
stowed there earlier.
As Jessica saw them she began to fight in vain against
my embrace, I hit her hard round the head and pulled
her hair sharply. "Listen, thieving bitch, I will do
exactly what I like to you tonight, and you're not
meant to like it so I'm going to restrain you, when
I've finished here we're going to carry on upstairs but
I got so horny waiting for you I decided to start down
here, now give me you fucking arms."
To be honest she didn't get a chance as I grabbed them
roughly, pinioned them together behind her and clipped
on the cuffs. Then I produced a gag and tied it in
place in her mouth. "That's so you don't scream when I
fuck you up the arse in a minute."
This had the desired effect of causing utter terror in
her but I easily stifled her struggles, God, how I love
it when my victims struggle in my arms, it can
sometimes make me come on it's own but not today, I
bent her over the back of the sofa and yelled a t her
to stay put then let go of her arms just long enough to
drop my skirt and re-position my strap-on.
She couldn't see this as she was bent double over the
sofa, but she certainly knew what I was doing next when
I unzipped her skirt and let it drop, quickly followed
by sliding her knickers right down and guiding her legs
out of them. I was now squatting directly behind her
and the view was magnificent, I reached up to push her
bound wrists higher to force her head down more and
began to kiss her thighs and bottom.
"Hell, Jessica, you're a sexy girl," I mocked as my
tongue licked over her cheeks and flicked at her pussy,
with my free hand I stroked my hard nipples, then I
stood up and put the weight of my legs against hers
completely pinning her, using both hands I spread her
buttocks and placed the head of the strap-on against
her small anus, she attempted to resist and cry out but
I just laughed at her.
"You can't stop me now Jessica, perhaps this will teach
you not to thieve, and perhaps it will teach you not to
thieve from women who like nothing better than tying up
girls and fucking them all night."
I pushed the tip of the phallus against her tight hole.
"Just relax Jess, there's no way you can stop me now,
anyway." I cooed at her, then I began to force it in,
God she was tight, but that was only to b expected, I
guess.
I had to pin her by the back of her neck to control her
struggles, and her cries, even through the gag, gave a
graphic testament to the pain she was in. Of course
this just heightened my pleasure and I kept easing my
way in to her virgin hole, and soon she'd taken the
whole thing and was impaled on me, her struggles ceased
now, although he cries continued, I pulled her head up
slightly and put my mouth near to her ear and whispered
"Feels nice, doesn't it," and pushed in again so my
hips pressed against her arse, "It'll feel even nicer
every time I do this tonight."
I slid one of my hands under her slim body and began to
maul her small tits, squeezing and pinching them, this
produced more muffled protests but I didn't care. I
pulled out of her as quick as I could, to inflict more
pain and pulled her upright, I spun her round to look
at her, one glance at her face told me what I needed to
know; she was already broken; the rest of the night was
a downhill ride. Well, for me anyway.
Even though she was still gagged I kissed her o the
lips and all over her face, she tried to draw away but
I'd never had anyone so easy to overpower. "Let's go
upstairs, honey." I whispered and dragged her out of
the room and pushed her up the stairs, she climbed
awkwardly because her wrists were still cuffed behind
her and I got a magnificent view of her bum swaying in
front of me. She had a lovely figure and I was going to
enjoy every inch of it.
Upstairs I directed her into her bedroom and shut the
door behind us. Without any warning or pretext I
gripped her throat tightly causing her eyes to widen in
fear. "OK, Jess, I'm going to uncuff you now, no stupid
tricks, I want you to do everything I say, understand?"
A frightened nod indicated she did, so I leant round
and removed the cuffs.
"Take off the rest of your clothes," I ordered, and
watched with anticipation as she undid her blouse, slid
it off, and then removed her bra. "Good." I purred and
walked over to her, I grabbed her roughly and fondled
her all over, allowing my hand to slide between her
legs and I traced a finger along her pussy. I became
overcome with lust again and pushed her down onto the
bed and lay on top of her. I kissed her face and her
neck, and moved down to her breasts and then bean to
bite them, she tried to push e away but I was too
strong for her and easily pushed her hands aside.
I pulled my skirt up and with one hand maneuvered the
strap on against her pussy. She cried out in protest as
I pushed the phallus into her, and then she cried as I
violated her. "Does it feel good Jessica? Aren't you
tight?" I grunted in her ear as I pushed myself into
her again and again. I gave one last push and let
myself down onto her; the room was silent except for my
heavy breathing and her sobs. I slapped her hard across
the face.
"Pull yourself together, you sad bitch, I haven't
finished yet." Then I got off her and left her lying on
the bed briefly while I retrieved her old school
uniform and tossed it at her. "Put that on" I ordered
sharply but she just lay there crying so I sprang onto
the bed and sat astride her. "Listen bitch, you do as I
say and put on that uniform, or I'll fuck you up the
arse with the biggest dildo you'll ever see in your
life."
I slapped her round the face twice more to reinforce
the threat. This did the trick and mechanically she
began to don her uniform, I can't imagine she'd ever
wear it again and certainly not to be degraded by an
older woman.
"Jesus," I thought, "What a dyke teacher would give to
see this, a 16 year old in uniform about to get fucked
all night long."
When she was dressed I walked round her, letting m hand
linger on her bottom, I'd always got off on the stories
in my magazines of schoolgirls getting spanked over the
lap of an older woman and now was my turn to live the
fantasy. I sat down and dragged Jessica across my lap.
"You've been a very naughty girl, Jessica, and naughty
girls get punished, don't they?"
Without waiting for an answer I lifted her skirt,
automatically her hand reached round to prevent me, but
I simply grasped it and pushed it up her back "Bad
girl" I chided and gave her bum a sharp smack. I then
started to spank her; no rhythm, no finesse, just an
all out assault on her cute young behind.
After only a few minutes I felt the familiar warning of
an n orgasm coming on, so I stooped the spanking and
slipped my hand between her legs, forcing them apart
despite her feeble attempts to prevent the intrusion.
The shrieks of protest from behind her gag were mere
music to my ears as I pushed first one, then two
fingers into her pussy.
"Come on Jess, ride them," I urged and began to push my
fingers in and out, whilst still holding her firmly in
place over my lap, was it just my imagination or did I
detect a bit of wetness in her pussy? Maybe she was
starting to enjoy it, who cares? I thought, as long as
I did.
Then I knew I just had to fuck her again, so I rolled
her off my knee onto the floor and sprang off the bed
to sit astride her, I pulled her onto her back and
ripped her shirt open, as the buttons popped she tried
to hold the blouse shut so I slapped her hard across
the face producing tears.
"Don't you fucking well dare try to stop me, you little
bitch, you're mine all night and I'll do what I want,
got it?" then I started to bite and nip her small
breasts, and as she writhed under me I ran my hand up
her thigh and under her skirt, her waist was slim and I
easily held it and pulled it against me, then I reached
under my skirt and, grabbing hold of my strap-on,
positioned it against her pussy lips, and then rammed
it home, another howl of protest came from behind her
gag, but something in her movements told me she wasn't
far off coming herself.
I pulled out of her and slid down her body, I pushed
her skirt right up and spread her thighs and buried my
face between them, I was right about her arousal, the
scent told me immediately she wasn't far off so I
deftly flicked my tongue into her pussy, the touch had
an electric effect on her and she arched her hips as
she came, I kept my mouth there as her juiced oozed
out, I could only guess how humiliating it must be for
her and I was determined to continue the shame so as
soon as she'd come down I crawled up to her face and
licked her juices onto her face.
"This is your come, you little slut, you love being
fucked by me don't you? Tell me now Jessica does
another woman tying you up and fucking you turn you on?
You're just a lesbian slut aren't you?" I taunted her
then I slid my phallus back in her and came myself.
I collapsed on top of her, momentarily spent, I kissed
her shoulder then bit it, just to see the pain it
caused, I reached up and removed the gag from her mouth
and she gasped at the fresh air and was finally able to
cry out freely. "Please stop, this hurts, please don't
fuck me again, please," she pleaded through her tears,
music to my ears I'm afraid. I stood up and removed all
my clothes so all I had on was my strap-on "Get up," I
ordered "and get your sluttish uniform off, you must be
sticky after all that so I thought we'd have a shower."
Seeing that there was to be no let up in my abuse of
her Jessica stood up and dutifully removed her skirt
and blouse, she stood nervously in front of me and I
couldn't resist forcing my hand between her legs and
pushing a finger into her pussy, her total passivity
even though she was not restrained in any way was
having a powerful affect on me, and I pulled her close
to me, grabbing a handful of hair and twisting it I
forced her mouth onto my breasts, she didn't need
telling what to do and as she tentatively licked at my
hard nipples I frigged her pussy, this was heaven.
"God, you're getting into this, aren't you Jess? I bet
you wanted me to catch you thieving." I laughed, "So,
you're ok at tit licking, how are you at cock-sucking?"
Before she could say anything I pushed her down onto
her knees and thrust my strap-on at her, she simply had
no alternative but to take it in her mouth and I rammed
it in and out, causing her to gag as it hit the back of
her throat, strange choking noises came from her and
her tears streamed down her face again.
"Don't like sucking cock?" I mocked, "You will make a
good little lezzy, won't you? You're quite right,
though, pussy's a lot better."
Then I dragged her to her feet and frog-marched her
down the hallway to where I knew the bathroom was.
"Come on, you little bitch, time for our shower."
The shower was perfect for me, quite small and with a
sliding door, so once I'd pushed Jessica in first my
mere presence prevented any escape and, in truth, very
little movement. She eyed me fearfully as I stood only
feet away and quickly undid the strap on and let it
fall to the floor. I think she guessed my next step
even before I asked, "Ever licked pussy, Jess?"
She shook her head.
"Tough, get on your knees," I ordered and forced her
down I held her hair in my hand so I could maneuvered
it at will and pushed it against my thighs. "Kiss my
leg" and she did, the touch of her lips producing
familiar tingles in my pussy, I spread my legs slightly
and pushed her face into my pubic hair, I gave her hair
a sharp yank, "Lick it, bitch," I snarled and then
gasped slightly as her little tongue very reluctantly
began to probe my lips.
"Come on, little whore, lick it good." I encouraged her
and her tongue pushed inside me, I ground my pussy
against her mouth and began to come "Come on, come on,
don't dare stop, ahhh..." I held her face in position
as my juices dribbled into her mouth and down her chin,
overcome with ecstasy I let go of her hair ad leant
back against the door as Jessica slumped down on the
cold floor crying at this latest humiliation.
I reached for the water controls and turned them on,
the water cascaded over both of us as I pulled Jessica
to her feet by her hair, even though the water was
running down her face it was obvious she was crying
heavily "Please stop, please don't do anything else to
me."
She sobbed.
CRACK, I slapped her hard across the face. "You'll do
as I say for as long as I like, get it? Now start
soaping me," I yelled at her. Realising she had little
choice but to obey she began to soap me all over my
body, after a few slaps she began to concentrate on the
areas I wanted done; my breasts, thighs, bum and my
pussy.
The feel of her hands smoothing the lather over my skin
was simply too fantastic to describe and I'm certain I
orgasmed over her fingers as she rubbed me down there
then did the same for her, but in a more sadistic
fashion, tweaking and pinching her nipples as I did so,
and when doing her bum I suddenly grabbed her round the
waist and spanked her hard on her glistening globes,
this caused her to turn on the waterworks again so I
decided to giver her something to really cry about.
I made her turn and face the wall whilst I quietly re-
fitted the strap on, I took a large glob of soap and
spread it on the phallus, the I turned the shower off,
slid one arm round her waist and positioned the tip of
the cock at her arsehole. This produced the usual
writhing and screaming, "No, no, not that!"
So I pushed her against the wall, flattening her face
on it and snarling in her ear, "You're are beginning to
really piss me off, now bitch, you can't really stop
me, so don't fuck me around by trying. Now just stay
still."
It wasn't easy doing it in that shower, because I was
taller than her I had to bend my knees and force her
down onto the strap-on, at first she still resisted,
but a few slaps on the side of the head changed that
and she passively accepted her fate as the phallus slid
inexorably into her hole, I reached round and pinched
and scratched at her nipples, and then dropped my hand
between her legs and forced my way into her pussy.
I found her clitoris and played with it, and as I
thrust in and out of her arse with as much power as my
strange position allowed I muttered at her "Come on
bitch come for me, you like this, don't you? Come for
me slut." Then to my delight and her self-disgust she
came, then I forced my fingers covered with her
stickiness into her mouth. "Lick yourself, taste how
much you like it when I do this to you." I panted as
she complied with my latest order.
Easing herself off I realized I still wanted to keep
fucking her but had to admit that the shower cubicle
was too small so pulling her out of the shower I forced
he onto the bathroom floor on her back, she tried to
wriggle away but I slipped my arms under her legs and
forced her knees up towards her face, this pinned her
shoulders down and with, my weight pushing down on her,
immobilized her.
Briefly shifting position, I held her ankles with one
hand while I positioned my strap-on against her arse-
hole. Then I spread her legs again with both arms and
started to push in. "I like this position better, Jess,
I can see your pretty face and see how much you're
enjoying it" I grunted as I slid the rubber-cock into
her tiny violated hole, getting off on the sight of her
face screwed up in pain as inch by inch the phallus
impaled her.
"No, stop, it hurts, please stop you're hurting me,"
She cried out in pain but, of course, this only spurred
me on to further excesses and I pulled out of her arse
only to give her pussy a good fucking. The cock slid in
a lot easier and I pumped away vigorously as she feebly
writhed beneath me, until I came again, and let my arms
slip sideways so I came to rest on top of her.
My breathing was heavy now and hers was coming in short
sobs, but I had no pity or any intention to stop. And
hauled both of us from the cold floor and pulled her
back to the bedroom. She was moving only under my
volition at the moment as I pushed her onto the bed
and, pausing only to undo my strap-on, followed her.
I held her down with one hand while I licked and then
bit each breast frenziedly, as she bucked under me I
forced my hand into her pussy and began to frig her, I
kissed up her chest to her neck and bit it "Come on,
bitch, come for me" I urged in her ear as I frigged
deeper and faster, I could feel my own orgasm coming on
so I slid my legs around hers and clamped them tightly
on her thighs as I gushed again.
"Christ you're sexy, Jess." I panted at last "You're
going to make some lucky dyke a great little slave one
day, but there's one thing I must do to prepare you for
that."
With that I got off the bed and rummaged in my bag,
finally finding what I wanted I turned the passive girl
onto her back and handcuffed her wrists behind her,
then I cuffed her ankles and finally placed a gag
firmly in her mouth. Looking at her lying on the bed,
bound, gagged and totally at my mercy actually made me
think about keeping her as my permanent slave and my
head swam with possibilities, but then reality sunk in;
she was too young, abducting a 16 year old would be too
risky. So I would just have to do with tonight.
I picked up my tube of lubricant and squeezed a good
amount onto my hand and started rubbing it all over my
fingers. "See Jess, I know you like being treated like
this," I ignored the vigorous shake of the head and the
muffled protests. "And I've introduced you to nearly
all the things you'll have done to you, but there's one
more thing. Have you ever had a whole hand inside you?"
The widening eyes as I said this told me all I needed
to know and I started to gently rub my greased fingers
over her pussy lips, with my free hand I spread her
pussy and started to ease my greased digits inside
slowly.
As the fit grew tighter she began to struggle and whine
more, but I simply pressed down on her and continued
easing in, I silently thanked God I'd gagged her
because isolated as the house was I'm sure her screams
would have alerted someone to her plight. Finally,
after about 10 minutes of easing I'd managed to sink my
hand in almost up to my wrist, it was tight and she
must have been in agony.
I kept it like that for a few minutes, flexing my
fingers inside her, feeling the tight constraints of
her pussy, and watching with awed satisfaction the
tears running down her cheeks. Then I started to slide
my hand out again, causing more anguish. I wiped my
hand on her thigh and knelt over her, my thighs
spinning her face, she must have known what would
happen next.
"That was good, Jessica, you'll go down a storm," I
said "speaking of which." And I pushed her gag down her
chin and before she could scream her pain I pushed my
pussy against her lips. "Don't make me force you, Jess,
just lick it."
No reaction at first, so I leant round and twisted a
nipple harshly, this got the desired result, it usually
does. Her tongue flicked over my lips and, as I lifted
her head, her tongue poked inside me, "Come on, Jess,"
I muttered. "Lick my clit, lick it you lezzy whore."
When her tongue hit it's target and I came with an
intensity I'd rarely experienced, my thighs clamped
tighter as my ecstasy rose, trapping her tongue in
position and it must have been a minute before I
released them enough for her to gasp for some air, I
fell backwards, momentarily dazed and all I could hear
was her gasping for breath.
Finally I rose upright, "Wow, Jess, you've got all the
skills."I congratulated her, "You've shagged me out, I
need some sleep."
She was nonplussed as I pulled her off the bed and
draped her effortlessly over my shoulder, all was
revealed when I took her to the bathroom and sat her on
the toilet "Go, we're off to be now, and you'll be tied
all night, so go now."
Before she could string a reply together I 'd slipped
her gag back in place and sat on the edge of the bath
while she struggled to pee, eventually she did, then I
lifted her off and took her place, then carried her
back to the bedroom. I put her in bed facing one way
then walked round to the other side, re-fitted my
strap-on and got into bed next to her.
I slipped the cock into her pussy from behind,
forgetting how tender it must have been, then grinning
with pleasure as I realized. I slid my arms round her
and whispered in her ear "Night Jess, now you going to
be fucked all night long." I don't know whether she
slept, I know I did. And when I woke I was still inside
her.
In the morning I reluctantly knew the end had come, so
I packed my stuff away and got dressed, I started to
take the cuffs off her telling her while I did " I hate
long goodbyes, Jess, so I'll just say this, I won't
tell anyone if you won't, it's the word of a thief
against mine so just remember that. Take the rest of
the week off sick, I don't want to see you at the hotel
while I'm there." I didn't wait for a reply; I just got
up and left.
It was a beautiful day as I walked back to the hotel
and I decided to go for a drive, then it struck me I
hadn't seen Jessica in her little nightclub skirt,
shame I thought, but it started me thinking about
checking out some of the clubs in town, they'd bound to
be full of pretty girls in short skirts who'd had too
much to drink, and as I've always said women trust
other women much more than they trust strange men This
holiday could be going from strength to strength. I'll
keep you all posted. Bye for now.
2
Hi, it's Jenny here again with another tale from my
life as a female rapist, last time I told you how I'd
fucked the chambermaid from my hotel back at her flat,
well my blood was still up, so to speak, and I decided
to go out for the day prepared. I'd found out by now
that you had to take any chance offered.
So after finally untying the chambermaid in the morning
I hurried back to the hotel, showered and dressed for a
day of fun. I wore a t-shirt, mid length skirt,
stockings and suspenders, with my strap-on tucked
inside the top of the stockings. I had no particular
plan in mind, so I just got in my car and drove.
About 15 miles out of town I parked up in a near
deserted car park overlooking a similar beach, I got
our and sat on a bench at the top of the cliff, the
only eyesore was a public toilet slightly below the
top, but it was a marvelous view and I just sat there
for a few minutes soaking it in.
Suddenly I heard a noise and looked round, it was a
group of people coming up the path from the beach; I
guessed they must be the owners of the other two cars
in the car park. My eye was immediately drawn to one of
the girls in the group, she was in her early 20's, I'd
guess, quite pretty and short, but her figure was
magnificent and was fully revealed by the skimpy green
bikini she had on.
My pussy began tingling as I looked at her but I knew
my luck was out, because she wasn't alone. But once
again my luck was about to turn, because as they went
into the car park I heard her say that she had to go to
the loo and that she'd catch the others up on the way
home. As she disappeared into the public toilets I
glance round to see that she must have come on her own
because the other car had gone and there was no one
about.
This was too good to be true, but I knew I had to move
fast, I rapidly followed her in and shut myself in one
of the cubicles, but only long enough to rummage around
in my bag till I found what I was after: Lubricant,
which I quickly smeared over my strap-on, a pair of
handcuffs, and my knife, then I flushed the handle and
waited for my victim to open her door.
As soon as her door opened I slammed it back on her,
knocking her back. "Hey, watch it..." She started to
say but in a flash I was in the cubicle with her, she
was half sat down on the seat where I'd knocked her and
I towered over her as I grabbed her hair and held my
knife to her throat.
"Don't make a fucking noise," I hissed. "And you wont
get hurt!" I pulled her to her feet and turned her
round so she was facing the grimy wall, my knife still
at her throat. "Put your hands behind you back" I
ordered and as soon as she did I clipped the handcuffs
on. Bingo, she was mine.
I dropped the knife to the floor and with both hands
yanked her bikini briefs down to her knees, "W-what are
you doing?" she asked in a fearful voice. As I fished
my strap on out from under my skirt with one hand, I
spread her thighs with the other. "Isn't it fucking
obvious?" I positioned the head of the strap-on against
her pussy and began to push it in, she struggled wildly
but in vain, as I was able to lean against her and push
her further off balance.
I heard a scream beginning in her throat so I clamped
my hand over her mouth as I pushed in hard " Don't make
a fucking sound, you bitch, you know you want this."
She shook her head as much as my hand would allow it.
I was really turned on by the intensity of this and
knew an orgasm was not far off, I wriggled my free hand
under her bikini top and began to pinch and scratch at
her breasts, they felt firm and round, every movement
she made to try and escape me simply transmitted itself
to my pussy through the strap-on; it was as if we were
Siamese twins.
"Yeah," I grunted as the climax drew near and I rammed
myself in again " Does it feel good, baby?" Her tearful
sobs through my fingers told me all I needed to know
and when I came. I slid my hand down her body, over
it's curves and then snaked it round her waist and
pulled her onto me again.
God, why did it have to be like this, she had such a
gorgeous body I wished I could use her like the
chambermaid the previous night and keep her mine all
night, instead of a frenzied, grubby rape in a public
toilet.
There was one last thing I wanted to do, I put my arm
across her throat as if to choke her and withdrew my
strap-on from her pussy, the with my other hand I
placed it against hr anus, she realized what I was
about to do and began to struggle but a quick
tightening of my arm over her throat quieted her, and I
began to ease my way inside her.
"Relax, it's going to happen anyway," I hissed into her
ear, loving the frenzied, muffled protesting sobs this
produced. Her arsehole felt tight but I just kept on
pushing, ignoring her gasps for air, all I was
interested in was violating her as quickly as possible.
I came before I was fully in, and pulled her back onto
me in my ecstasy, I kissed her neck and face, her tears
tasted salty as I licked her cheek.
I eased myself out of her, and gave her magnificent
breasts a final tweak, then knew that I couldn't leave
them alone, so I hauled her to her feet and pushed her
against the wall of the cubicle, roughly I pushed her
top up and, while I covered her mouth with my hand, bit
hard on her tits, even though my hand was gagging her
shrieks were still loud, but as I bit deeper they
subsided into a low wail.
Finally satisfied I pushed her down onto the floor, and
undid the cuffs; I picked up the knife and waved it
under her nose again. "Stay here for 5 minutes, then
come out. If I see you before then I'll do it all
again, understand?" She made no reply but I guess she
did, so I rearranged my strap-on under my skirt,
grabbed my bag and left in hurry.
As I pulled out of the car park I could see from my
mirror that she still hadn't emerged, and I grinned to
myself. It was turning out to be an excellent holiday,
what next? Well, the night manageress at the hotel was
quite attractive; I'd have to give it some thought.
3
As you know from the first two parts of this story I'd
already blackmailed a young chambermaid from my hotel
into a position where I could fuck her all night long,
well several positions to be honest. The next day I'd
raped some bikini-clad beauty in a cubicle in a public
toilet, the holiday was turning out well.
As I drove back into the town where I was staying after
raping bikini-girl I did some serious thinking. I
didn't really trust Jessica the chambermaid to keep
quiet about her ordeal so I thought it best if I
checked out of the hotel, this would be a shame because
I quite fancied the night manageress and was working
out how to get to her, but it would be too risky to
stay.
I went straight back to the hotel, got changed, got my
stuff and settled my bill – false address, cash,
untraceable. I took the car to a nearby car park and
pondered my next move.
I was still annoyed about missing out on the chance to
rape the manageress, but I knew I'd done the wisest
thing by not staying put. I was still on a sexual high
after the previous two days that I was in no mood to
stop so I decided to check out whether there were any
gay clubs around, I could put on my lesbian virgin act
to ensnare someone and once we were back at their place
–wham.
So I went for a walk around the town center, checking
out the flyers on the walls, but to no avail, when I
noticed a couple of women who looked like stereotype
dykes – cropped hair, dungarees etc (cliché city, I
thought to myself), they were coming out of a pub about
50 yards up the road, well I thought, that's as good a
place as any to start.
I was right about the place, it was a gay bar, mostly
men but with a few ugly looking butch dykes dotted
about, then my eyes lit upon a woman sitting on her own
reading a paper in the corner – it was the night-
manageress from the hotel, I hadn't thought she was gay
at the hotel but she must know what this place is. I
bought my drink and wandered over to her, ignoring the
lustful looks of the clichés as I went.
She hadn't noticed my presence until I sat down next to
her, then she looked up and it took her a minute to
register whom I was. I broke the silence first. "Hi,
thought it was you" I chirped.
She stared at me as if in shock "It's Julie isn't it?"
she asked. She'd remembered the false name I'd booked
in under, so she must have been interested in me, that
was an encouraging sign. "I thought you'd be drinking
in the hotel bar?" she went on.
"No, well I checked out today." I told her and I could
swear her face sank a bit.
"Why? Nothing wrong was there?"
Time to put out the line, I thought. "No, it's fine
there, but my boyfriend found out where I was, we had a
bust up, that's why I'm here I guess."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about the bust up," she lied
unconvincingly "What was it about?"
Time to reel her in, I thought. "Well to be honest, I
was, what's the phrase? Getting confused over my
sexuality. He couldn't handle it and got violent." As I
said this I felt her hand settle gently on my knee.
She looked me straight in the eye. "So, how confused
are you? Have you ever slept with a woman?"
I shook my head sheepishly, "No, but I keep getting
these feelings, you know?"
She squeezed my knee. "Yes I know, I was the same when
it happened to me."
I pretended to look shocked, "You mean you're a
lesbian?"
She laughed, "If that's what you like to call me yes, I
prefer my friends to call me by my real name Sophie. So
Julie, where are you staying now?"
"Haven't found anywhere yet," I shrugged, "I don't want
to check into another hotel 'cos the bastard'll find me
there, but it's such a nice town I don't want to
leave."
"Well you can always stay at mine, we can share some
wine and..." She let the sentence hang.
"That would be nice, are you sure that's ok?"
"No problem, it would be nice to have the company, I
was just on my way to work, but one phone call will
sort that out." She produced a mobile from her bag and
dialed the hotel, the conversation was brief and was
based on the excuse of a sick mother, judging by the
way she laughed and handled it I guessed that "mother"
was a code for sex, and that she did this sort of thing
quite often. Well, I thought, this will be a surprise
for her. "Sorted, come on lets go."
But instead of getting up she leant over and kissed me
full on the lips, her hand slipped up my skirt and one
finger slid under the waistband of my knickers. She was
a good kisser, and I was quite turned on now and found
it hard not to go further there and then, but I
remembered my role as a virgin and pulled way as if
shocked but intrigued, she just laughed and virtually
dragged me out of the pub by my hand, to the mocking
laughter of the Clichés. Just wait, you bitch, I
thought I'll have the last laugh here.
I said my car was just round the corner and she decided
we'd go to hers in it. As we retraced my steps to my
car my silence must have given the impression of
uncertainty because as soon as we were off the bust
high street she slid her arm round my waist and asked
me if I was nervous. I replied, in all honesty, that I
wasn't. I didn't say that my silence was due to me
planning my next move. Was it worth it? I did ask
myself, after all I was definitely going to sleep with
her, but I knew the answer before I'd asked the
question, raping her on my terms would be much more
fun.
You see, some lesbians have the ideas that sexual
violence is the preserve of men only, this is, of
course, complete crap. The thrill I get out of raping
these sorts of women is intense, as they can't seem to
believe that it's another woman doing it to them.
I'd got Sophie's measure, both mentally and physically,
before we reached the car. She was a couple of inches
shorter than I was but weighed roughly the same. I knew
if I got the jump on her she'd be no trouble. Mentally,
I guessed she got off on the seduction of naïve women,
I wondered if she'd ever tried it on with Jessica the
chambermaid, so the brutality I was going to show her
would come as a shock.
Once in my car she gave me directions to her place,
occasionally putting her hand on my knee and seeming to
find it funny as I twisted away. It wasn't long before
we pulled up in front of the block of flats she lived
in. Hmm, I though, I'd definitely need to gag her later
so the neighbours wouldn't hear anything. As usual I
had everything ready in my bag, so I followed her up
the steps to her flat.
Outside her door she stopped and turned to me. "Are you
sure you want to stay?" She asked. I nodded, not daring
to speak in case my excitement might show. She smiled
at my response. I was now so fired up I knew I'd have
to start almost as soon as we got in.
She ushered me in and, as soon as the door shut,
surprised me by pinning me against the wall and
showering my face and neck in kisses, her hands were
everywhere, at my breasts, up my thighs, under my skirt
(I thanked God I'd changed out of the strap-on.) I
pushed her away and tried to look flustered. "I, I,
must go the loo." I blurted out, needing time to get
myself together and for her to calm down a bit.
"OK," she laughed, "2nd door on the right. I'll be in
the lounge."
As I locked the toilet door behind me I heard her
bolting the front door, she really didn't want me to
leave, I thought, how long before that changed. I sat
on the loo for a couple of minutes until I was sure
she'd got her libido relatively under control, then I
rummaged round the bottom of my bag and found my knife.
Time to teach the dyke sex-maniac a lesson.
I entered the lounge with the knife in my hand hidden
behind my back; Sophie was sitting on the sofa, holding
a glass of wine out towards me. "Here you are Julie,
have a drink." I took the glass in my left hand and
casually tossed it over the back of the sofa. Her mouth
dropped open in surprise as I grasped her hair with my
now free left hand and produced the knife and pressed
it against her throat. Her eyes widened I sheer terror
as I snarled, "OK, bitch, do as I say and I won't hurt
you, any funny stuff and you'll be sorry, understand?"
A strangled noise told me she did. "Good, now slowly
stand up and start to undress." Her eyes still terror
filled she did as she was told and slowly began to
undress in front of me. Because I still wanted her to
think it might just be a robbery I tried to hide my
growing arousal as she revealed more and more of her
body, this was quite hard as she was not only pretty,
but had a magnificent figure too.
Finally she removed her knickers and was totally naked,
I walked round her, trailing the knife lightly over her
breasts and belly just to intimidate her further she
shivered under its cold touch. I picked up her
knickers, they were damp. "Wet at the thought of what
you were going to do to me?" I sneered, "That's nothing
to what I'm going to do to you, bitch." As she opened
her mouth to reply I stuffed her panties in as a gag.
"Seeing as sex is what you had in mind when you invited
me here, perhaps you'll show me the bedroom?" I pushed
her out of the lounge, picking up my bag as I followed
her and was close on her heels as we entered her
bedroom. I quickly grabbed a pair of handcuffs from my
bag, dropped the knife and pushed her face first onto
the bed and fell on top of her. T
his was a bit I always loved, struggling with a woman,
knowing that as soon as the cuffs are on she was
helpless. My weight on top of her pinned her and I had
no trouble dragging her arms behind her and clicking
the cuffs on, it was that simple, it usually is.
I lay on top of her for a few seconds and then slid my
arms round her in a bear-hug and rolled onto my side as
if we were playing spoons, then I let my fingers do the
walking, her breasts were nice and big and I took great
delight in pinching the nipples and digging my nails
into the firm flesh, this made me glad that I'd used a
gag as her shrieks were audible.
I knew I'd have to replace it later, then I hooked her
thrashing legs under control with mine and slid my hand
down to her pussy, she was still wet (still? I thought)
and I had no trouble in sliding my fingers in and out.
As her bottom was pressed back against my dress I came
and bit her shoulder painfully as I did.
I hurriedly grabbed for the second pair of cuffs and
pinned her ankles together long enough to bind them,
then I rubbed my face against her smooth legs up and
down, they were like silk against my cheek.
"Sophie, Sophie" I muttered as I began to lick her
thighs, before parting them with one hand and viciously
biting the fleshy inner part, this provoked the
inevitable reaction of making her try to sit up, I
easily pushed her back down and then actually bit her
pussy, not particularly hard, but just enough to make
her understand, she still had enough of her juices left
from her attempt on me in the hallway to make it very
pleasant.
"Stay down, Sophie, you don't have to do anything
unless I tell you, so just relax and let me have my
fun. I guess we weren't going to be disturbed so we
have all night, don't we? Oh, Sophie, you poor girl,
what fun I'm going to have with you." I laughed as I
finished the sentence and went back to my work of
biting and licking my way up her body.
Each bite was now aimed at producing the electric-shock
reaction I love so much, but when I got to her breasts
I must admit I completely lost control. I always like
to give my victims love-bites on their breast but
Sophie's were so unspeakably gorgeous I just couldn't
help myself from biting really deeply into the
beautiful flesh. Then pulling the nipple so far with my
teeth that I thought I could rip it clean off without
much more effort.
I had to hold Sophie down by her shoulders as I did all
this and at the same time try to clamp a hand over her
mouth to stifle her cries which were getting a bit
loud. Eventually I managed to get a sort of choking
hold round her neck which shut her up, I pushed my free
hand between her legs and worked my fingers into her
pussy violently, I could feel another orgasm coming on
so I frigged her faster and bit harder until I flooded
my panties and was temporarily satisfied.
I eased myself up her body and whispered in her ear,
"God, wasn't that intense Soph?" Then I dropped my lips
to her neck, which was salty from her tears, and gave
her another love-bite. As she tried pointlessly to get
away I sucked harder, then when I'd done I said "Surely
they'll be expecting some sort of proof about how sick
you mother is?"
I got off the bed and looked at her. No matter how many
times I see a naked woman bound and gagged it never
fails to almost bring me off on it's own and Sophie was
no exception, the more I looked at her the more
stunningly beautiful she became in my eyes and my hand
slipped under my skirt and stroked my wet panties.
I looked at the bed she was on, the headboard was one
of those ornate metal ones and it gave me an idea.
Picking up the knife, a proper gag, and another set of
handcuffs I first moved the pliant Sophie up the bed so
her head was just touching the metal, I then hooked her
panties out of her mouth and before she'd had time to
take more than a couple of breaths I slipped the ball-
gag on and tied it in place.
I waved the knife under fear-filled eyes "I'm going to
untie your legs now, Sophie, remember I've got this and
be good." Moving rapidly I slipped the new handcuffs on
one ankle, undid the existing pair and pushed her legs
up so the were over her head, then I cuffed each one to
the headboard, each one roughly over a shoulder.
She was now totally exposed and I couldn't resist
lowering my face between her thighs, I flicked my
tongue over her pussy lips, and then fixed her eyes
with mine. "The sooner you come, the sooner I'll be
finished." I lied then buried my face between he legs
again. Whether it was my false promise or whether she
really was turned on by this I don't know but it didn't
take to many licks before the familiar taste filled my
mouth and I felt her tremble in an orgasm.
I was in no mood to stop now and not even bothering to
congratulate her I got off the bed and started to
undress, watched all the time by Sophie, she showed no
reaction until I produced and out on one of my larger
strap-ons, her eyes bulged in disbelief as I started to
lubricate the shaft, grinning wickedly while I did so.
I climbed back onto the bed and knelt between her
raised legs.
"You know Sophie, you look so gorgeous like this I
think I could eat you, oh I forgot I just did. Well
then I'll have to think if something else to do. So
many holes..." I left the sentence hanging as I probed
a greased finger at her anus, it slipped in easily and
I pushed it in right up to my second knuckle. "My," I
went on, "We'll have to see just how much you can take
in there won't we." I was glad I'd re-gagged her as she
started screaming now, sadly for her all in vain.
"But let's see how much we can get in your dykey pussy
shall we?" My hand was still quite greasy from the
lubing of the strap-on and as I began to slide my
fingers into her still wet pussy the met with no
resistance, Sophie was whining behind her gag as I kept
pushing my hand in further and further, with my free
hand I began to maul her already battered tits.
Soon my hand was right inside her up to my wrist and I
flexed it to inflict maximum pain, which, judging by
the look on Sophie's face I managed to do. I felt
another orgasm coming on and wanted to be inside her
when it arrived so I pulled out very quickly causing an
incredible, muffled shriek form my captive. Then I
simply replaced my hand with my strap-on and with no
finesse plunged it deep into Sophie's abused hole. I
grunted with each stoke as I pushed it in until my hips
were slapping against her thighs and her tears were
pouring like rain.
Panting through my orgasm I looked at her. "Save your
tears, little one," I mocked. "There's worse to come."
I eased my phallus out of her pussy and placed it
against her anus, which seemed to wink at it's
impending assailant.
Sophie shook her head violently, and seemed to be
trying to chew her way through the gag, the whole bed
shook with her protests, so I lent forward and slapped
her face twice, this shut her up. "Sophie," I said, as
sweetly a possible. "I'm going to do it, and believe me
it's will be a lot less painful for you if you don't
struggle, so be a good girl and let me fuck your arse
off."
I spread her thighs wider still and began to press the
strap-on into the tight hole, at first she resisted me
but then it suddenly sank in causing Sophie to weep
uncontrollably. "Good girl," I encouraged as I eased
myself further and further in until I couldn't go any
deeper, my flesh pressed against hers and I shuddered
as I came again.
I stayed like that for a while before easing myself
out, and then I sat at the bottom of the bed. "Sophie,
you're a great fuck," I told her, but whether she heard
me through her sobs I don't know.
I weighed up my options. I was shagged out, as they say
and would be for a while, if I was going to stay the
night I'd have to unite Sophie at some point and I
didn't think she'd be as easy to control as Jessica.
Time to go while she was still traumatized I decided,
moving quickly I dressed, got my stuff in my bag,
uncuffed Sophie and removed the gag. I waved the knife
again.
"I'm going now, don't tell anyone about this, you have
a reputation as a duke so they'll just think it was bit
of s&m, keep it zipped, ok?" I didn't wait for the
reply; I didn't need to, she wouldn't tell anyone for
at least a year I guessed.
I left her flat and drove off into the gathering
twilight, what a holiday I thought, and it wasn't over
yet. After all I still needed somewhere to stay the
night.
END
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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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