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One A Day
by Ynyn (njvaor2004@yahoo.com)
***
The exploits of a serial rapist over a three-day
weekend. (MF, nc, rp, v, oral, anal, bd)
***
A Serial Rapists' Long Weekend
He had planned for this weekend for a few weeks. As
always, he stalked his victims for days at a time while
planning his attacks. The serial rapists' m.o. had
always been the same. He would pick out potential
targets, and then he would find out everything about
their daily habits before planning and executing his
assault. His assaults were usually brief, rarely longer
than 1 hour, and most lasting only about 30-45 minutes.
And, not surprisingly, he was very excited about this
batch of targets for this weekend.
The rapist gathered all his tools in his van; he had a
stun gun, chlorophyll, rags, handcuffs, a knife, and
some lengths of rope. He went out on Friday to get his
weekend of fun started. Eagerly, he jumped into the van
after work and headed out for his first conquest.
*** FRIDAY (Teresa, a businesswoman)
He drove to the parking garage outside of the office
building where his prey worked. He had first seen her
two weeks ago and quickly studied her movements. Her
name was Teresa and she was a 27-year-old professional.
She had curly, long brown hair and a very nice body.
Teresa also had nice long legs and frequently wore
short business skirts, which accentuated her figure.
The prowler noted that she parked in the rear corner of
the garage and would always work late and be the last
one to leave on Fridays. Swiftly, he drove into the
garage, which now held just one car, that of his soon
to be victim.
Parking beside her car, he went into the rear of the
van and prepared for his strike. He got the stun gun
out and prepared the bindings on the mattress on the
floor of the van. He watched for the brunette beauty
out the small window in the sliding door.
After about ten minutes, she appeared. She was very
sexy today, he thought to himself. Wearing her usual
business attire of course, today it consisted of a
black skirt, a deep red sweater, and black hose. The
clicking of her high heels on the pavement excited him
further as he took the stun gun into his hand and got
set to open the door.
Teresa neared the van and she got set to unlock her car
door when he struck.
The van door slid open quickly, and just as she looked
over, she was zapped with a shock from the stun gun and
fell into her rapists' awaiting arms. He pulled her
into the van and secured her to the mattress before
driving away.
He took the highway to his previously selected
location. It was an old dirt road near a park up in the
hills. Nobody would come by here, especially back
behind these trees where he parked. The man climbed
into the back and waited for his prize to awaken.
Teresa was laid out on her back, her luxurious brown
hair lying around her head. Her sexy slender legs
parted slightly. He decided to get her ready as he
waited for the woman to wake up.
Sliding his hand up her legs really worked him up, as
her legs were both firm and soft at the same time. Then
came her sweater, and the attacker began to unbutton it
slowly. Her red lacy bra was exposed and he started to
grope and play with her tits, and then he moved back
down her body and slid her skirt up to her waist.
During this action he discovered that she was wearing
stockings instead of hose. Stroking her lacy black
panties completed his inspection of her body.
"Wha- where am I? What the--?" Teresa awakened from her
nap only to find herself lying in the back of a van on
a mattress and her wrists were tied down.
Then she noticed the man staring at her through a black
ski mask and shrieked.
"AHHHH! HELP! LET ME GO!" She struggled, but was unable
to break free of her restraints as the man wasted no
time and climbed atop her sexy body. He pawed at her
tits and sucked and kissed her neck before whispering
in her ear that he had been waiting for this for a
while.
As she struggled, he reached under her skirt and pulled
her panties off very roughly.
He grinned and forced his body between her silk smooth
legs, he tore away her bra and sucked on her luscious
tits.
"OHMYGOD! DON'T! PLEASE! NOOOOO!" She cried as she knew
what was coming. (cumming?)
He slowly slid his large cock into her pussy, enjoying
the tight feel and the struggle that she offered. He
shoved his member deep into her slowly, and then pulled
back slowly. The attacker then slammed his dick into
her very hard.
He smiled and slowly pulled it back, and continued in
this manner. He would slam into Teresa and pull back
slow, and then repeat the process. The motion of this
jiggled her tits very erotically.
After a while, he tightened up and shot his load deep
into the sexy professional.
Then he decided that, since he had her anyway, he would
have her suck his cock. So, he kneeled over her head
and pressed his dick against her deep red lips. Slowly,
she opened her mouth and proceeded to unwillingly
perform oral sex on the serial rapist.
The only sounds were the slurping of her mouth and the
occasional grunt from her assailant.
After she sucked him to orgasm, he pulled himself from
her mouth slowly. He then untied Teresa from the
mattress and tied her wrists together behind her back
and covered her eyes with a blindfold. Then he slid the
door open and shoved her out into the rural park and
drove off.
Cops eventually found Teresa…but unfortunately for her
some teenagers out drinking at the park discovered her
sexy, dishevelled and bound body first. The teens each
took their turn with the blindfolded beauty and then
fled into the night.
The law discovered her the next morning.
The serial rapist was already onto his next victim by
that time.
*** SATURDAY (Jeanne the athletic tennis player)
The rapist was up early and heading out for his next
victim. He had seen her numerous times at the local
health club. She was always jogging, but on Saturdays
she played tennis in the morning.
Her name was Jeanne, she was 29 years old and a very
pretty brunette, she always had her hair pulled into a
ponytail when she played tennis. The serial attacker
went to her house, and took the spare key she foolishly
kept under her welcome mat. He laughed to himself as he
let himself in and replaced the key. He moved into her
bedroom to look around as he awaited his prey.
He had already planned out how he would do Jeanne. He
walked into the kitchen and took a chair and dragged it
into her bedroom. Emptying out his duffel bag, he set
aside his handcuffs, rope and his knife just to scare
her into compliance.
After setting everything up, he was eagerly awaiting
her return. As if on cue, he heard her enter the front
door. Jeanne was home! The sexy woman was wearing her
tennis outfit: a white tennis skirt, a tight white top
and white ankle socks. He toned and tanned legs were
splendid looking as she strode across the room. She
went to the kitchen to get a drink. Somehow, it just
didn't register with her that a chair was missing, she
was ready to change and relax on her Saturday. Jeanne
prepared to head to her bedroom when the phone rang.
"DAMN!" he thought to himself. "What the hell?"
He listens from her bedroom:
"Julie? Hey, how are you? No…no…Tina didn't show and
there was no court available later on. Yeah, what a
waste, right? Okay, I'll see you later tonight. Bye."
Jeanne sighed and drank some water and then headed to
her room to change.
As she pushed open the door, the first thing she saw
was a kitchen chair in the middle of her room. The
second thing was a masked man brandishing a knife as he
grabbed her and cuffed her arms behind her back.
"WHA---NOOOOOO! HELPPP!"
He held the knife to her neck and whispered harshly,
"Jeanne, shut the fuck up unless you want me to slice
that pretty little face of yours." He touched her cheek
with his free hand and then kissed her neck. She
shuddered from his touch.
"Now, we are gonna have some fun today." He tells the
shaking woman. "First, we gotta get rid of these." He
reaches under her white tennis skirt and pulls down her
panties.
"NOOOO—" She says before getting quiet when the knife
is raised to her face again. The serial rapist pulls
the panties to her feet and then cuts then in half and
tosses them aside. He then pulls down his own
sweatpants and sat on the chair, he pulls Jeanne over
to him.
"Jeanne, here is the deal, YOU are going to fuck ME."
She shakes her head as he says this. Frustrated, he
repeats himself with the knife prominently displayed.
"I said YOU will fuck ME! Now get over here!" He pulls
her so that she was facing him.
He kicks apart her legs and pulls her down so that she
is straddling his waist. She cries softly as she feels
his hard cock sliding into her pussy while he pulls her
down onto him.
There is Jeanne, her arms cuffed behind her back, she
is still wearing her white tennis outfit and is
straddling the pants less masked rapist as he sits in
the chair. He is lifting her up and pulling her back
down onto his dick. As she took up his demands and was
pumping up and down he was stroking her smooth, toned
legs.
Jeanne was being forced to fuck her rapist at
knifepoint in her own bedroom.
The rapist took his knife and sliced open her white
top. He sports bra was exposed, and then he cut that
off as well. He hungrily began sucking on her exposed
tits and she fucked him.
Sobbing softly while she rode his hard member, Jeanne
was now being humiliated by him sucking her tanned
tits.
Unwillingly, she felt her body getting stimulated from
the sexual energy. He was thrusting his hips upward as
she came down. Soon he shot off a large load into her
wet pussy, and she was moaning in embarrassed pleasure.
He continued sucking her tits as she came. The attacker
then picked her up off of him and set her on her knees
and stuck his cock into her mouth.
"MMPPHHH!" She tries to fight it, but is forced to suck
off the man who just raped her.
"Suck me dry, bitch!" He tells her as he holds her
ponytail in his hand and guides her head back and
forth.
After he shoots off, he gets up and throws Jeanne onto
her bed face down. Quickly, he flips up her skirt and
nails her from behind as she shrieks in pain.
After pounding her firm, hot body for a few minutes, he
blew yet another shot of semen into Jeanne. He released
her from his grasp and pulled up his sweats and left
the sobbing woman handcuffed on her bed. Her top was
cut open and her naked chest heaved with her cries.
Her friend Julie found her several hours later.
Meanwhile, the serial rapist still had another day to
kill this weekend.
He got home and fondly looked forward to Sunday.
*** SUNDAY (Stacy, the Hooters girl)
He first saw pretty Stacy when he ate at Hooters one
night after work. She just struck him a certain way.
All of the Hooters girls are hot, but she had that
special thing he loved. He found out where she lived by
scouting her work for a while. After learning that she
lived alone, he began plotting to take her.
Stacy was a very perky, and very sexy 21 year old. Her
lovely body obviously helped her land her job at
Hooters while she attended college classes on her off
days. Her luscious brown hair was long and straight and
her body was tanned just enough to accentuate her
awesome beauty.
This Sunday, she worked like usual; she got off at
closing time, 2am. She was, of course, wearing the
standard hot uniform of Hooters girls. Tight orange
shorts, a tight white tank top and tan hose with white
socks and sneakers.
As she made her way to her car, she had no idea that he
had stalked her every move for weeks or that today his
plans would come to fruition.
He was awaiting her arrival at her the parking garage
at her apartments. His plans including taking her to a
seedy motel across town where he had a room. His gear
was all in check in the back of his van. Soon enough he
saw the headlights of her Honda Civic pull into the
garage. She pulled next to the van, in her assigned
spot.
As Stacy exited her car, she locked the door, and he
grabbed her.
"UGHHHNOOO! AGHHH!" She had a gag stuffed into her
mouth as she was pulled into the van and tied up. She
fought back valiantly, but he was too quick, too
experienced in subduing women. Stacy was soon on her
back, on the mattress in the van, he slipped a
blindfold over her eyes so she would not know where
they were going. And, within minutes of initiating the
attack, he drove off with his prize in the back.
After about 15 minutes, the van stopped at the dive
motel. He had a room on the end, so nobody would see
him bring in the bound girl. Stacy was thrashing about
and trying to yell for help though the gag.
"Hush, honey…we're home now." He tells her as he
strokes her hair and then pulls her from his van. He
swiftly whisks her into the room and shoves her onto
the bed. After locking the door he approached his prey.
Stacy was on the bed, since he had his mask on, he
removed her blindfold. Her hands were bound behind her
back and her ankles tied together as well. The brown
hair was in her face from her struggles, so he brushed
it away.
Then he got her ready for him; first he untied her
wrists, and then bound them to the headboard. She
fought against him, kicking her legs as he was trying
to tie them down. In the process, her sneakers flew
across the room, and one hit the wall. Finally, he tied
her ankles to the footboard so the sexy waitress was
spread eagle for him on the bed.
He pulled off his pants and got into bed with the young
coed. Using his hand, he easily tore the tight shirt in
half, exposing her large, round tits. Her head still
moved from side to side as she struggled and could not
scream through the gag. The serial attacker then tugged
on her bright orange shorts until they tore away from
her sexy body. Now clad only in her hose, panties and
white socks, he took in the view before continuing.
He slid down the hose just enough for him to shred her
panties and then began molesting her body all over. He
squeezed her tits, fingered her pussy, stroked her legs
and licked and sucked on her tits.
And then he started; he shoved his hardened cock into
her pussy and nearly came instantly from the tight fit.
Her body hugged his cock and basically milked it as he
pumped into her. As he fucker her faster and harder,
the girl's large tits actually bounced so much that
they were hitting her chin!
All the while, Stacy's muffled cries barely escaped the
gag and her tears flowed down her cheeks. Even after
exploding his seed into her womb, he was still rock
hard. The sight of this sexy vixen at his disposal kept
him aroused.
The masked man decided to fuck her again and did so
even faster and rougher than the first assault. As he
nailed her, he was still sucking at her large tits and
holding her shoulders down with each thrust.
After fucking Stacy a couple times, he slid off the bed
to take a break. He smoked a cigarette and looked over
the girl. She was so fucking hot! Beads of sweat were
coating her neck and chest, and that almost made her
even hotter! He finished his smoke and went on to the
next part of his agenda.
He untied the sobbing coed and led her to the bathroom.
"Let's get you cleaned up, honey." He said to her
gently as he led her. Then he untied her and held the
knife near her neck and her gagged mouth.
"Now, don't fight me. Slide off your hose and socks."
Stacy did as she was told and the stood before her
abductor, naked. He turned on the water as the knife
was pressed to her face.
"Come on, into the shower." He said as he pulled her
into the stall.
He was quickly aroused again, and shoved the gagged
woman against the wall of the stall. He lifted up her
legs under her knees and began ramming his rigid cock
into her tender pussy. She cried even more as this fuck
was more painful than the others. He was banging into
her so roughly that her head was banging against the
tiled wall of the shower.
As the flow of hot water cascaded over her sexy nude
body, this masked man was fucking her mercilessly. The
steam filled the bathroom within minutes. He was still
pounding her!
Finally, after what seemed like forever to Stacy, he
came inside of her once again. Then, he dropped her
legs and she weakly fell onto the floor of the stall,
weeping.
But, he was not done yet!
He dropped down on top of her and straddled her chest
and slid his cock in between her large, wet tits. He
then proceeded to fuck her large globes while she cried
under him and the hot water splashed onto them both.
The steam of the shower was like a thick fog, which
enveloped them both. After he shot his load onto her
face and neck he handcuffed her and then got dressed.
Stacy curled herself into a ball and sobbed as her
abductor left her there, lying in the shower, a
sobbing, and sloppy mess.
The sleazy motel manager found her that night and had
his own little fun with her before kicking her out of
the room.
Stacy wandered to a nearby payphone, practically nude
and called the police; she waited in fear, locked in
the phone booth to avoid any more assaults on her body.
The police eventually found her and took her home.
The serial rapist, however, was already planning his
next weekend of fun...
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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