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Raping A Long Haired Teen
by Marc (john_marc235@yahoo.co.in)
Edited by Blaster
***
A long haired girl was walking down the street and I
asked her a favor. She refused me and abused me. I had
my revenge though; extreme and animalistic! (Mf, ped,
nc, rp, v, bd, huml)
***
I had been strolling one chilly evening when I came
across this little cunt about fourteen years old
walking several yards in front of me. She was walking
on the street alone, wearing a green dress and jogging
shoes. Her blonde ponytail was particularly special in
that it reached down to her thighs. Now, I fantasize
about long hair; I find it a real turn-on.
I just had to talk to her about her hair, so I walked
faster and eventually caught her up. I complimented her
on her beautiful hair and asked if she would allow me
just to touch it.
Maybe she thought I was weird because she started to
shout and swear at me, calling me a fucking pervert,
and walked away from me. I was surprised and very angry
at her response.
'Jesus,' I thought, 'this little bitch needs a lesson
in manners,' so I began to think of something more
practical than words.
I started following her at a discreet distance until
she headed down an alley where there were several
derelict buildings. I ran at the bitch and hit her hard
in the middle of her back. She fell forward, sprawling
in the street. I threw myself on top of her and hit her
twice on the back of the head with my right fist to
stun her.
Once I was sure that she was dazed, I picked her up and
carried her on my shoulder into one of the adjacent
derelict buildings. Once there, I laid her down on the
filthy floor. I wanted her totally unconscious so that
I could have my way with her without resistance, but
she was beginning to come round and I knew I had to do
something.
I was starting to panic now and looked round
desperately for something with which to subdue her. My
eyes lit upon a thick piece of wood just within reach
and within a matter of seconds, I had grabbed it and
hit her with it just as she was starting to get to her
feet.
That was it! She was out for the count!
What now? I had to get her back to my apartment
somehow. I lived only five minutes away but I couldn't
carry her through the streets, even though it was dark.
I figured I had time to get back to my place, pick up
my old van and get back before she could wake up.
Having decided this was the only thing to do, I lit out
as fast as I could and within ten minutes, I was
outside the derelict building again and loading her
little unconscious body into the van.
When I returned to my apartment building, I figured on
sneaking her up the back stairs. Nobody ever used those
stairs and my apartment was the first on the right just
at the head of those stairs. She was as light as a
feather so I had no problem in carrying her. Once in my
bedroom, I laid her on my bed.
After I checked that she was breathing okay, I went in
the living room to look at my collection. Being a long-
hair fetishist, I have collected a dozen things; from
whips to bondage toys, all made of hair of various
colors.
I touched and stroked various articles, which always
gave me a hard-on, and after only a few minutes, I was
ready to start teaching the bitch some respect.
I went back to the bedroom and started to strip the
girl. Within minutes, she lay there naked, nice little
tits, lightly-haired pussy and that gorgeous long
ponytail. There was a small patch of blood where I had
hit her with the wood but it had already dried.
Nevertheless she needed to be washed, so I carried her
into the bathroom and deposited her in the bath.
Then I undressed myself too. The excitement of what had
happened had made my cock thicken and precum had
started to leak out but I had to prepare the girl now.
Suspecting that she might come round once I started
washing her, I found the sedative in the medicine
cabinet and forced it between her lips. She swallowed
it without any trouble and five minutes later, I began
to wash her. What was most important was the shampooing
of that beautiful hair, applying conditioner and
drying. After this came the brushing. I worked the
brush through those silky strands, feeling the
softness, admiring the sheen. My cock was beginning to
throb now. God, blonde hair was sexy!
She stayed quiet throughout and eventually I carried
her back to the bedroom.
I had selected some items from my collection for her to
wear. I dressed her in a bra and thong, both made
exclusively from blonde human hair.
This was having a strong effect on me now and I felt
that my hormones were beginning to take me over. What
should I do to her first? She needed to be awake now so
that she could be taught her lesson.
I slapped her face a few times and she started to come
round. The sedative was keeping her a little sleepy but
a few more slaps made her more attentive. Once her eyes
were open, she looked at me, recognized me and the
realized she was almost naked. The horror had begun for
her.
I dragged her to the floor, straddled her chest and
grabbed a handful of hair in my left hand. She screwed
up her face in pain and the realization that she was
completely at my mercy began to become apparent to her.
She began to plead, putting her hands together as if in
prayer, but she soon discovered that I would have none
of it.
She began to think, 'Is he going to kill me?' The
terror was building in her now. Her only hope was to be
submissive. If she let him do what he wanted, he would
let her go, wouldn't he?
I could see in her eyes the terror I was inflicting and
I was triumphant. Her eyes followed my right hand as it
reached down to grasp her right hand. I placed her hand
on my cock and growled, "Wank it!"
She moved her hand up and down, her eyes fixed on the
bulbous head.
"Faster!" I shouted and she complied immediately. As my
sperm shot out of me twenty seconds later, it hit her
nose and chin, the final globs running down over her
hand.
My order to lick it off her hand got a shake of her
head until I pulled on her hair again. Realizing the
hopelessness of her situation, she reluctantly licked
her hand, the sperm feeling greasy on her tongue.
More humiliation was needed now. I climbed off her but
kept my grip on her hair.
"Come with me, bitch," I growled and dragged her onto
the bed. The bondage ropes made of dark human hair were
already in place on the bedposts. Thirty seconds later,
she was tied spread-eagled on the bed. Taking a handful
of her own hair, I made a bun and tried to put it into
her mouth. She resisted until I forced open her lower
jaw. That would dampen any noise she might want to make
when I began the next stage of her humiliation.
That being done, I began to slap her around. First I
slapped her face again and then moved down to slap her
tits and belly. She tried to protest but the hair in
her mouth dampened it.
Then it was time to feel her hair on my body. I took
two big handfuls and started to rub it on my chest, my
legs, my face and finally on my cock. My erection was
pulsing and this beautiful hair was the trigger.
I untied the hair-ropes holding her ankles in place on
the bed and bent her so that I could tie her ankles
next to her wrists at the headboard. Once that was
done, I removed the bra and thong and admired the young
pussy and ass before me.
Time for a whipping now and I took up the hair-whip
that I had placed next to the bed. The hair in her
mouth stifled the screams as I began to whip that young
ass. Welts were appearing on her buttocks and tears
were filling her eyes.
My cock was once again erect and I bent to examine that
pink pussy and the little rosebud that was her ass-
hole. So cute! I tasted the little rosebud, licking
around it and then inserting my tongue about an inch.
She shuddered, betraying the fact that she found it
pleasurable. As I continued my oral ministrations, the
puffy outer lips of her tiny pussy began to fill with
blood and by the time I had reached her clitoris, she
was shaking violently. Her orgasm, when it came, was
intense. Here she was, a prisoner being violated,
enjoying being licked by her captor's tongue. How
humiliating!
I needed to come too. I wanted to give her some pain
and to degrade her so it was time for my cock in her
ass. Bringing some Vaseline from the bathroom, I
smeared it liberally in and around her rosebud. Her
eyes widened in horror as she realized what would
happen next. She struggled to free herself but in vain.
I was the master now and she was the one getting the
lesson in humility.
She watched in terror as my cock approached her little
ass and as my ten inches of man-meat slowly penetrated
her ass-hole, she closed her eyes tightly as the
searing pain began. I grabbed her hair with both hands
as I started fucking her, almost pulling out and then
pushing in all the way again repeatedly. I was riding
the bitch now, just like a horse. Her tightness ensured
that it didn't last long before my cock shot her ass
full of hot, creamy semen.
She had been sweating profusely as I had raped her and
she gasped with relief as I withdrew my cock from her
tortured ass-hole.
I left her there to think about what had happened to
her as I wandered into the living-room for a siesta.
Waking refreshed some time later, I went back into the
bedroom to look at her.
Her eyes were closed, her breathing regular and a quick
inspection of her ass revealed a swollen and still open
rosebud. Traces of semen could be seen all around the
area.
It was now time to wake her and humiliate her again. I
was fairly sure she was a virgin and figured that she
was owed another raping. As I shook her, she started
with fright.
"Now I'm going to rape your cunt, you little bitch," I
said, laughing. "Let's see if getting you pregnant will
teach you some manners." The look of horror on her face
as I said it, together with the shaking of her head,
delighted me.
Her legs were still up in the air and apart and she
tried to move aside as I advanced on that little love-
box, but in vain. I licked her pussy-lips and moved my
tongue around her clitoris again, keeping up my
ministrations until I felt her begin to shake again. My
erect cock was leaking precum and that, together with
the wetness produced by her pussy, made the journey
into that virgin hole just a little easier.
She stared with disbelief as my large cock began to
enter her tiny hole. Her pussy-lips parted as my cock
advanced an inch at a time until I hit the hymen. A
quick lunge broke it and within two seconds, I had
bottomed out. The tightness I experienced was that of a
velvet vice. Her eyes bulged as I hit bottom and the
scream was all but audible, the hair-bun in her mouth
stifling the sound.
The fucking movements caused her pain which I found
most satisfactory. Again I felt the sperm rising and as
my cock expanded, I could see that she knew what was to
happen and resigned herself to accepting the spunk of
her rapist. I shot deep within her, hoping that she
would indeed become pregnant. The thought of her having
to admit that she was pregnant to her parents and
friends was exceedingly satisfying to me.
When I withdrew, blood and spunk came out. Instead of
cleaning myself, I thought it would be perfect if the
rapist's victim was made to do that job. I removed the
hair-bun from the girl's mouth and straddled her chest.
She looked questioningly at me so I made it plain what
was required of her.
"Clean it with your mouth, bitch!" I snarled and she
turned her head away. I yanked her head back around by
her hair and growled, "NOW!"
Seeing no alternative, she reluctantly poked out her
tongue and touched the head of my cock. She found it
repulsive and shied away, but another yank on her hair
reminded her of her status and she began again.
Cleaning the blood and spunk with her tongue, she was
taken aback when I said, "Now suck it."
She felt that she could not take this awful thing but
was again reminded by the pull on her hair that there
was no choice about it.
And so she began. With mouth opened wide, she started
to take the length of my cock, well half of it anyway.
The sucking of that mouth began to make me erect again
and I envisioned another humiliation for her. She would
be swallowing her rapist's spunk!
The more I thought about this, the more excited I
became. My cock was hard again and the sucking of my
captive was making the possibility of coming again a
reality.
After several minutes, I felt more spunk coming and
held her head firm in case she tried to avoid the
results of her oral stimulation. She realized what was
coming and tried, without success, to spit out my cock.
The load, when it came, was less in volume as
previously, but the disgust in the girl's eyes as she
felt my hot spunk fill her mouth was a sight to behold.
She now swallowed without anything further being said.
Finally I had to make her say that she enjoyed all I
had done to her. I made her repeat what I said to her.
"I'm sorry I was rude to you before. Thank you for
fucking me. I loved your cock in me. It felt wonderful.
I hope that I'm pregnant. I would love you to rape me
again."
All this was said with downcast eyes. A very
satisfactory conclusion.
Finally I let her get dressed and blindfolded her
before taking her back where I found her. I'll have to
watch out for her in the future to see what develops.
If she got pregnant, I would know it was mine.
After all, I'm black!!!
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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