("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  All rights reserved. Thank you for your 
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

Donna's Story
by Ghostwrter (address withheld)

***

A women describes her brutal rape to the police. (MF, 
nc, v, rp, anal)

***

"Thank you Ma'am for taking the time to talk to us 
today. We express our deep condolences for what you 
have endured today. You are a very brave woman." 

Her canned introduction finished, Detective Janice 
Goldman sat in front the square metal table and 
explained that this meeting would be taped and likely 
used in court, and after getting some preliminary 
information, she the victim for her version of the 
events. 

"Mrs. Murphy, I know this will be difficult, and take 
as much time as possible, but can you, in much detail 
as possible, tell me what happened this evening?"

Donna Murphy sat upright in the seat with demeanor of a 
librarian or head mistress. Slight in stature, with 
short blackish gray hair and toothy smile, there wasn't 
much reason for her to smile, but the events of the day 
did not steal the air of dignity about her. 

"Well, I left work at 5:30. I work in the city and take 
the commuter train and then drive home," measuring her 
words but unable to hide the southern twang that was 
familiar in Fredericksburg. 

"When I got home I pulled the car into the garage."

"The garage is detached, so muther would have to walk 
from the garage to the house, understand?" Lois chimed 
in, anxious to contribute to the conversation. Lois 
Murphy was Donna's daughter-in-law, an obese red-head 
with horrible fashion taste. 

Janice nodded hoping not to encourage any further 
interruptions. 

"Mrs. Murphy, for the record, how old are you?"

"I turn sixty-six next month." 

"Sixty-five." Janice said jotting it down in her 
notepad. 

"Yes." Lois responded, prompting an annoyed glance from 
Janice. 

"Okay. So what happened after you pulled the car into 
the garage?" 

"Well..." She paused. "I was up on the front porch 
about to get the mail, when a black boy asked me for 
some water. He walked on the lawn and said something 
like, 'he had a long way to walk and asked for some 
water. It was hot today."

"Do you remember what he looked like?" 

"Ah. He was dark, real black, tall. Everybody is tall 
compared to me." Janice and Lois both smiled. 

"Any guess on how tall he was?" Janice asked.

"No. I cant really say."

"Okay. Anything else." 

"He had kinda slanted eyes and they were red."

"Okay. That's good. Do you remember what he was 
wearing?"

"Ah. Jeans. Blue jeans and a green jacket, a light 
green jacket. I can't remember the shirt. It was just a 
regular shirt."

"Okay. How old do you think he was? You said he was a 
boy earlier."

"He was youngish in face. He looked like he was late 
teens or early twenties."

"Excellent. That's very helpful." Janice said taking 
notes. "What happened next?"

"I told him to stay right there and that I would get 
him a glass of water. I walked in the kitchen and got 
him some water."

"Did he come inside the house?" Lois asked 
interrupting.

"No. He was standing on the stairs to the porch when I 
came back with the water. He drank it all in one gulp 
and thanked me. He turned to walked away. He must have 
turned back when I turned my back on him cause just as 
I walked inside I felt something slam into me from 
behind. He hit me so hard that it knocked the glass 
from hand."

Donna paused as her head dropped. Lois gently rubbed 
her hand and forearm. "Its okay muther."

"I thought he was gonna choke me." She said, her voice 
cracking. "His arm was around my throat and I couldn't 
breath. He drug me across the living room like a rag 
doll and tossed me down on the love seat." She paused. 
"He told me what he was going to do to me. He said such 
awful things to me." 

Wiping away tears, she continued, "He put a pillow over 
my face so I couldn't yell or talk. I was too scared to 
do anything anyway. I thought he was gonna smother me." 
She paused again to wipe the tears from cheeks.

"Do you need to take a break?" Janice asked.

"No. No. I'm fine." Donna responded, repositioning 
herself in the seat. "He unbuttoned my blazer. I was 
wearing that navy blazer and matching dress that Leslie 
got me for Christmas." She said looking at Lois. 

"Okay." Lois nodded.

"He unbuttoned the blazer and started rubbing on my 
chest. I don't have to tell you what he said do I?"

"No. No, you don't." Janice responded. "Unless you 
think it's important."

"No. It was so filthy. When he finished pulling and 
squeezing on my chest, he pulled my dress up around my 
waist and pulled my stockings and panties down around 
my knees. I was so afraid. I wanted to fight and kick 
him but I was so afraid."

"It's not your fault, muther." Lois interrupted. "He is 
a pig."

There was a moment of silence before Donna continued, 
"He bent my legs back. That's how I hurt my back. He 
had my knees up around my head. I never heard of 
anybody doing that before. It was awful. His hand was 
between my legs, touching my... private place. I felt 
him pushing it in. He couldn't get it in at first. Then 
it was a burning feeling in my gut and then it was like 
he hit me in the stomach. It was like he was cutting in 
half.. How do I say this?" 

"Take your time, Mrs. Murphy," Janice said. 

She paused, obviously humiliated and embarrassed. 

"Go on muther. We love you," Lois stated. 

Donna nodded in agreement. "Ah, he was much bigger than 
Frank. You know, in that way." 

Janice didn't react. She was a long way from being 
surprised. 

"He forced it all the way in me. I have never felt pain 
light that in my life. He was moaning and grunting over 
me like a hog, and he kept saying how tight I was. He 
kept saying it over and over."

Donna closed her eyes, attempting to conceal her 
anguish. "It had been a long time since I had been with 
a man. My husband, Frank, died nearly eight years ago." 
She paused again, and wiped a tear from her cheek. 

"It's okay..." Lois said, gently stroking her hand. 

"It was never supposed to be like that. No body is 
supposed to treat another person like that. He hurt me 
real bad, real bad. He started going faster, and 
faster. Prayed he was going to climax and that it would 
be over. I just kept my eyes closed and asked the Lord 
that he wouldn't kill me. I tried not to make a sound 
or move. I pretended not to be there."

"Did he climax?" Janice asked. 

"Not then." Her voice hardened. "He put it in my 
backside." 

Lois gasped, "Oh my God."

"So, he sodomized you?" Janice asked with a clinical 
tone.

"Is that what you call it?" Donna responded. 

"Yes. Did you put his penis your backside?" 

Donna hung her head and tears began to cry. 

"Yes. Yes he did. I don't want to talk about that."

"Fine. You're doing a great job Mrs. Murphy. You are so 
brave. I have one final question. Did he climax in your 
rectum? 

"No. He put it back in my ... girl part and then he 
finished. He finished there."

"Okay. Thank you for so much detail."

"He leg go of my legs. I heard him pull up his pants 
and run out the front door. I managed to get to the 
phone and call 9-1-1. They came and took me here to the 
hospital."

Full of emotion, Donna burst into tears. Lois held her 
in her large arms, gently rocking her. 

Janice put down her notebook. "Thank you very much Mrs. 
Murphy. Were gonna get the man that did this to you." 

Lois smiled and nodded. "Thank you, detective."

Janice turned off the tape, gathered her belongings and 
left, leaving the two women in the room. 

Two weeks later, a Thomas Wilson was arrested and six 
months later was convicted for the rape and forced 
sodomy of Mrs. Murphy. He was sentenced thirty-five 
years in state prison. Mrs. Murphy participated in the 
defense and attended every day of the trial. However, 
the trauma and emotional distress of the rape led Mrs. 
Murphy into a deep depression and according to her 
family, she lost the will to live. She died in a 
nursing home, six months after Mr. Wilson's conviction. 

After serving half of his thirty-five year sentence, 
Mr. Wilson was exonerated with the use DNA evidence. 
The true identity of Mrs. Murphy's rapist is still 
unknown. 

END

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 51