Tina reached over and hit snooze on her clock radio. She curled up tightly, clutching her blankets to her body, trying to keep warm. Tina knew that she had to get up for school, though, and she climbed sluggishly out of bed. She lived by herself in a bad neighborhood in Queens. When she'd made enough money as a substitute teacher, she was going to get a better place. This apartment, as well as the neighborhood, was pretty run down. She looked into the mirror, and began brushing her long red hair.

As she ran the brush through her silky hair, she thought about what she had to do that day. Fill out some papers for the main office, and then she had a third grade class to teach for the next two days. She had to stop by the bank and...Tina cocked her head. She thought she heard a noise from her kitchen. Alarmed, Tina put the brush down. It sounded like a heavy footstep. There it was again! Somebody was walking around. She raced to her phone and frantically dialed 9-1-1. The phone was dead. She gasped and hung up. The noise was coming from the other side of the apartment. Someone was inside with her.

The only door outside was in the kitchen, where the intruder was. Tina looked for a place to hide. As she was about to get into her closet, the bedroom door burst open. In strolled a tall black man wearing a black T-shirt and camoflage pants. He was carrying a canvas bag. Tina screamed. The man saw her and took a step forward. He caught her arm and pulled her to him. He was so much taller and heavier than her that he overpowered her with ease. Her thin, lily-white arm was dwarfed by his meaty black fist. Tina tried to scream again, but he punched her in the stomach, so hard that all the wind went out of her. The gasping redhead was thrown onto her bed.

Tina struggled for breath, and feebly tried to push the black man away as he climbed on her. He peered down at her, his eyes and teeth big and white, standing out against his chocolate skin. Tina's hands pushing on his strong, solid chest didn't even budge him.

"I didn't know you was home," he said.

"Get off of me," Tina gasped.

"Nah, white bitch," the man said, "I think I'm going to have a little bit of fun wit you."

"No, please, no," Tina said, struggling more vigorously.

The intruder put his giant hand on Tina's mouth and pressed down. Her eyes went wide with fear.

"You make one sound, one little scream, and I'll break your neck with my muthafucking hands."

Tears formed in Tina's eyes.

"Good," the man said, holding down on her shoulder with his free hand while he unbuttoned his pants.

Silently, Tina pushed on his shoulders, hoping without hope that he would get off of her. She was so afraid of what this man could do to her. She felt so vulnerable.

His hands crawled up her nightie. They slid up her chest, and she froze with fear. She winced as he grabbed her tiny breasts, mauling them, pinching her nipples.  They were much less than a handful for him, and he told her so.

"You got some small tits, bitch," he said. Tina stared, shocked that this man dared to break into her apartment, push her down and grab her like that.

He only played with her tits for a few seconds, before he rose up slightly, and yanked her sweatpants down. Leering at her bare legs, he hooked the elastic of her panties with his fingers. He jerked them down over her hips and down her legs with one pull. Her little white lace panties dangled from his fingers. He held them up for her to see, and then he sniffed them.

"MMmmm..." he said, "Nothing like the smell of a white girl's snatch." Tina's face crinkled in disgust. She watched as he pulled his cock out of his undershorts. It was big, as big around as her wrist, and long too. She had never seen a cock this size before. But then again, she'd never seen a black man's dick.

He began stroking it, rubbing it furiously to make it hard. As it stiffened up, he caught Tina's eye.

"What are you looking at?" he said, "You ain't ever seen nigger cock before?"

He slapped her face then, suddenly. Tina's cheek burnt with pain.

It took him only seconds to split her legs as far apart as they would go. The underwear were dropped on the bed next to her. He looked down at her juicy pussy, surrounded by fine red hairs, and rammed his cock into it, not stopping until he was buried up to his hilt.

Tina shrieked with pain and surprise. His dick completely filled her up. He lifted her nightie up above her tits, all the way to her shoulders, so that she was for all practical purposes naked, and he had full access to her body.

He laid down on top of her and began ramming his cock in and out of her. Faster and faster he fucked her. Everytime the big black cock pushed inside her, Tina gasped. The man was on top of her, suffocating her, raping her.

He stared into her eyes, a cruel look on his face, and kissed her deeply on her lips, his big mouth smothering hers. He was squeezing and pinching her little titties. His tongue snaked into her mouth, but she dared not bite it. Not while he was doing, well...THAT to her. She knew that he could easily kill her at any moment.

He bent his head lower and kissed her breast and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Furiously, he sucked on them and licked her nipples, drooling onto her chest.

Tina was nauseated. She thought that she was going to throw up. Her big attacker was thrusting harder and more violently now, apparently getting ready for his finish.

She expected him to ejaculate inside of her, but he didn't. Instead, he pulled out of her, holding his sticky, slimy cock in his hand. He took a fistful of hair.

"Turn over," he growled, and pulled her hair. Tina allowed him to turn her over, praying that it would be over soon, that he would be done with her. He positioned her the way he liked her, on her hands and knees, facing away from him, and he pushed his cock inside of her.

Tina moaned. His dick was so big, that it hurt her going in like this. Every single thrust was painful. He fucked her like a dog, for what seemed like forever. She concentrated on her clock radio, watching the numbers change as the agonizing rape continued. Tina's body was rocked back and forth by his thrusts. Her pussy had grown a little wetter, to accommodate his big dick, but it still hurt.

He pulled his cock out of her. "You gonna suck my dick now, white slut?" he asked her. Tina ignored him. She wouldn't. She couldn't. She didn't want that black thing in her mouth. He pushed her down onto her bed and turned her head so that she was looking at him.

"You hear me? I said SUCK IT."

Crying, sniffling, because she dare not disobey, Tina crawled closer to him. Still, she was reluctant to take it into her mouth.

A slap of his hand cured that. Her face still stinging, she opened her mouth wide for his cock, and he slid it into her mouth. He smelled different to her. Musky. His cock was so big that already her mouth was painfully forced open. He took her head and pushed it forwards, towards him and his cock slid down her throat. Tina gagged. All she could smell and taste was him. Her nose was buried in his thick wiry pubic hairs. One of them went into her mouth somehow, and she felt sick. She felt sure that she was going to throw up.

The man payed no heed. He began fucking her face, in and out. Tina merely held her mouth open, and let him do what he wanted with his slippery cock.

"That's a good cocksucker," he said, "That's the way, sugar," He stuck his cock way down her throat. Tina fought back the bile. Her nose was now right up against his curly pubic hairs, and he held her there. She couldn't breathe, not with that black python down her throat, and she couldn't move away. Still he held her head close to him. Her eyes teared up. Her throat burned as she tasted his salty precum. Tina actually prayed to God that he would just shoot her load down her throat right then, no matter how revolting it would taste, just so that she could breathe again.

The rapist put the palm of his hand on her forehead and pushed her away. Tina gasped for air, finally able to take a breath. While she panted, her small chest heaving, the man took the opportunity to stroke his cock, making it shiny and rock hard.

"How's that, bitch?" he said, "This is what's going to be inside you again soon. I know you love it."

The man stepped aside and picked up Tina's camera from her dresser.

"Smile," he said, taking a picture of her reddened, cum-sticky face. "Now spread your legs."

She was slow to respond, and he slapped her thigh.

"I said spread your legs!" he bellowed.

Tina curled into a ball, crying.

The man began beating her, striking her naked body with his fists.

"Open up your fucking legs!"

"Please, please stop." Tina whimpered, and rolled on her back. She opened her legs up.

"Farther!" the man demanded.

Tina whimpered and sprawled her legs open as far as they would go. The man stared at her open pussy, and took another picture, pleased.

He leaned over her and spit in her face. The spittle dribbled down her forehead and the bridge of her nose. Tina recoiled in disgust.

"Don't wipe it off!" he cried out, and took another picture of the pale white girl lying there naked on her bed, her legs wide open for him, and his spit splashed across her face.

"Now turn over," he ordered her. "Get on your knees and put your face on the pillow." Tina rolled over, the man's spit smearing onto her sheets, and assumed the position, her hindquarters in the air, her face and hands pressed against the bed.

"That's the way all you white sluts should be," he said, "Ready for some action," He took a picture. "Now spread your asscheeks way open, so I can see that nice pussy opened up for me."

Utterly humiliated, Tina did it, spreading her ass open for him. He took a picture of her like this. Then he bent closer and put the camera much closer.

"You got a cute little pink asshole," he said, "Nice little rosebud. I'm going to enjoy cornholing you." He poked her ass with the lenses of the camera.

Tina panicked, but kept spreading herself. He was going to fuck her in the ass. She'd never been fucked there before, and she didn't want this dirty black rapist to put his big cock up there.

The man took the last picture of her asshole and pussy lips up close, then threw the camera into his bag.

"I hope you don't mind if I keep this," he said.

That camera cost three hundred dollars, Tina thought.  Well, she should forget about getting it back now.

"I SAID, I hope you don't mind."

Tina let her hands fall to her sides.

"No, take whatever you want," she said, resigned.

"Thanks, I think I will," he sneered. "But I didn't say you could fucking move your hands,"

Hurriedly, Tina spread herself again. The man began rummaging through her room.

"I really came here to rob you, you know," he said, "But I'll take a little pussy if I can get some."

With her face pressed into her pillow, Tina couldn't see much of what he was doing. But to be forced into this humiliating position, while he ransacked her private possessions was unbearable. Inside she burned with anger as he dumped the contents of her purse onto her bed. She felt so helpless.

"Where's the money?" he said, then "What the fuck? Only thirty bucks? You gotta be fucking kidding me." He scattered the rest of the things besides her wallet onto the floor.

"You keep other money around here?"

"N...no."

"Well if I find any I'm going to kill you, so you better not be lying," he said, "What's your PIN number to this here ATM card?"

"3333," Tina replied, then mentally cursed her stupidity. If she'd given him a fake one, she would have time to call the cops before he could do anything. Now he'd clean out her bank account too.

Tina stayed on her knees as she was while the man tore her room apart, stealing whatever struck his fancy. He took her watch, a few CDs, and some jewelry.

Then he started breaking things. He kicked in her TV, and smashed her VCR onto the floor. Tina wondered if the noise it made would be enough to make the downstairs neighbors call the police. Probably not, though. She saw the time. 10:30. By now she'd have been long since replaced in class. That school would never call her again, unless she wanted to explain to them what had happened to her.

The man opened her drawers. He dug through her underwear and bras, and held up a few choice items, thong panties, and a sheer white bra. He also grabbed the pair she was wearing this morning.

"This is to remember you by, honey," he said, and threw them in his bag as well. "Now, you're gonna get some more nigger meat."

Tina trembled with fear as he got on the bed behind her. She was still holding herself open for him, and he put the tip of his cock right against her spread open pussy-hole, and pushed forward. Tina breathed in sharply as his cock drove into her again.

He laughed while he fucked his big black dick in and out of her lily-white body.

"You cum-guzzling whore, you stuck-up white bitch," he said, "I want you to beg for it." He pulled her hair back and used it as reins while he rode her from the back.

"BEG FOR IT."

Sniveling, Tina's voice was soft.

"Please fuck me."

As she said these words, his cock rammed extra deep inside of her, hurting Tina especially.

"More," he demanded, "Talk dirty. Real dirty, right now, or I slit your fucking throat."

"Oh, please fuck me," Tina said, "Please put your big bl..black dick in me. Put your dick in me. Fuck me hard. Ohh, yessss..." she moaned. The words sounded strange coming out of the shy white girl. The black man knew she had never talked like that in her life, which made it even better. He knew that she wasn't really receiving pleasure, but he loved the way she begged for his cock.

"I want it. I want it real bad. Fuck me. Ohh, yeah, that feels so good. I love having your big black dick in me. I love how your big cock feels when you fuck me like this. I'm such a whore. I want it so b..bad." Her voice quivered while she said this. "I'm a filthy white whore. I love your cock. F..fuck me." Her voice broke, and she began crying again.

While she was talking like this, he was battering her cunt, giving her a good doggy-style pounding. Finally, he rammed his dick all the way in, pushing Tina flat down on her bed. She felt his dick spasm, and then he came inside of her. She felt each thick spurt flooding her pussy, filling her up with nigger cum.

Tina bit her lip. She wasn't on the pill, and she hoped that she wouldn't get pregnant. She also hoped that he didn't have any kind of diseases.

"Yeah...!" the man exulted He pulled his softening, bloated cock out of her and wiped the rest of his cum on her ass cheeks, smearing the white goo on them. "Bitch," he said, "Get on the floor on your hands and knees right now. I want my dick licked so that I can fuck you again."

He got off of her, and stood by her bed. Slowly, Tina got up. She felt the cum leaking out of her, running down her leg. It was still warm, and there was so much of it. Her pussy must have been completely full. She didn't wipe it off, just got onto her knees on the carpet, before him. When would this nightmare end?, she thought.

The man slapped her in the head with his limp dick.

"Put it in your mouth, little bitch. Give it a good sucking. Get me hard so that we can have a little more fun."

Tina took him into her mouth, and began sucking his thick meat. He started to stiffen up as soon as she caressed his dick with her tongue. She bobbed her head, sucking him at a steady pace.

He took her hands and pulled them up, so that she was clutching his muscular ass cheeks. She held on while she moved her head back and forth, continuing the blow job.

"Now lick my nuts," he said. He put his hand on her forehead and pushed her away. With his hand he held up his cock so that she could get at his balls. Tina bent forward. By now, all thoughts of resistance had been driven out of her head. She only hoped that if she did whatever he asked, he would let her go alive when he was done with her. Tina stuck out her tongue and touched his ball sack. It was sweaty and hairy. His smell was a thick musk that she was unaccustomed to. She took one of his massive balls into her mouth and sucked on it. Tina coated it with spit and spit it out. Then she licked his scrotum again, getting a pubic hair on her tongue. She took the other testicle into her mouth, too, giving it a tongue bath as well. The man moaned, apparently pleased with what she was doing to him.

He slapped her face, not too hard, and Tina let him slide out of her mouth.

"You know what a rim job is, baby?" he asked.

Trica shook her head no.

"I want you to lick my asshole." The look of horror on her face showed him that she understood perfectly, so he turned around.

Tina looked at him and hesitated for a moment. The man remained silent, and slowly she leaned forward. He felt her nose pressing against his ass, and her tongue brush against him.

"NO!" he hollered, "Spread my ass cheeks with your hands. Don't be afraid. Dive right in there."

Tina's hands were shaking. She pulled apart his ass cheeks slightly and bent her head forward even farther. The odor of his private parts, a foreign scent to her, was absolutely overpowering. She gave his asshole a tentative lick. It tasted to her very similar to the way his balls had tasted, only the smell was stronger. She licked him again, swabbing her tongue up and down his asshole, back and forth, around and around, hating herself forever for doing this. She would brush her teeth for a day after this, she swore.

"That's more like it. See how hard my dick's getting?" He took hold of one of her hands and pulled it around to the front. He placed it on his dick. Indeed, it was rock hard again. He made her squeeze her hand around it while she licked him. "Try to get your tongue right up in there. Push it in."

She did as she was told, tonguing in and out of his asshole. She winced.

"Ahh," he cried out, "That's the way baby. Lick it good." She felt so degraded, on her knees like some cheap whore. "I'm ready now," he declared.

He turned around, lifted the little girl up, and flung her onto the bed. She gave a little scream, and he belted her across the face, starting a nosebleed.

"I told you to shut up," he said as he gripped one of her ankles in each hand and threw them apart. Holding her legs up in this V-position, he rammed his cock into her wet cunt.

Tina groaned as his cock jammed its way into her belly. His big cock bottomed out in her and she grimaced in pain.

"Ohhh..." he moaned, grunting and groaning while he humped away, huffing and puffing, while Tina tossed back and forth on the bed, trying to escape the terrible driving pain of his cock.

"Now, I'm ready," he said, after a while, and the pace of his fucking had stopped. Tina wasn't sure what he was talking about, but she assumed that he meant something just as horrifying and painful.

"Turn over," he said, and she got belly-down on the bed. He grabbed her legs and pulled them, positioning her so that she was bent over her bed.

Tina waited for his cock to enter her. Instead, he was pressing it against her asshole.

"No, please don't," she said, clenching her sphincter tightly. He just laughed and drove forward, inch by inch, forcing her asshole to yield.

"Oh, oh, oh," Tina cried out, as his cock pushed her asshole open. The more she clenched, the more it hurt, so she tried to relax her shitter a little. As soon as she did, the man yanked her backwards at the same time he drove forward, impaling her asshole on his cock. Tina bit through her lip, it was so painful. She felt like he was tearing her ass apart.

The man began fucking her ass roughly, with no regard for how it was hurting her, how it was tearing up her insides. Soon she was bleeding from her rectum as he ravaged her. The blood trickled down the backs of her thighs. Tina remained silent. She was sure that she was going to die from the pain, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing her cries.

The rapist reamed her butt, fucking her fast, pumping her tight asshole, until it was tight no longer, until it was loose and sloppy with blood and cum. Tina's hands clawed the bedsheets, her knuckles whitening as she fought to stay in her position and not be jostled back and forth painfully.

Slowly, the man pulled his huge throbbing member from her anus. Tina was practically in shock by now. What more was he going to make her do?

"Lie down," he said, "Open your legs up again. I got a few more pictures I want to take."

Tina did it, spreading her legs as wide as she had before. Anything was better then that horrible, horrible pain in her butt. Her asshole was still open and sticky, leaking blood all over her white sheets.

"Finger yourself," he said simply, "Get at least two fingers up there. And look fucking happy."

Tina's expression of misery was replaced by a sickly smile as she pushed two of her fingers into her wet vagina. She began moving them in and out and the man took a picture of her doing this.

"Now take your fingers out," he said. "And lick them off."

She took her fingers out of herself. His white sperm clung to them. She put them into her mouth and licked them clean, gagging at the taste. He took another picture of her with her fingers in her mouth, cum dribbling down her chin.

He handed her a hairbrush from her dresser.

"Fuck yourself with this," he said. She took it and looked at him, unsure of what to do. "Stick the handle into your cunt," he said.

She did it, and began frigging herself with that too.  Her pussy was so sore from all the abuse it had taken today; first the rough penetration and now this.

He took a picture of her like this, her mouth smiling, but her eyes desperate. Then he grabbed her wrist. She dropped the brush onto the bed and noted how his cock stood out from his body like a flagpole. The man yanked her to her unstable feet, where Tina stood, cold, naked and shivering. With his mighty arms, he grabbed her underneath her buttocks and lifted her in the air. Her attacker spread her legs apart and skewered her with his cock. Tina clung to his shoulder, fearful that she was going to fall. He began to fuck her like this, while she was in the air, hanging on to him. She was forced to hold on for dear life, so that she wouldn't fall, and at the same time his cock was raping her. Once again the tears flowed, this time onto the man's broad shoulders that she was hanging onto. Why had this happened to her?

While she was being raped, she was able to catch a glimpse of the clock. Twelve noon. He'd been fucking her from morning to lunchtime. The man threw her down onto the bed. Tina just laid there, on her back, not sure what to expect next. The man knelt beside her and aimed his horse dick towards her mouth.

"Open," he said, and she opened her mouth wide. He began jacking off, and cum started spurting onto Tina's face. It splattered onto her little nose, and got in her eye, stinging her. More chunky load hit her in the forehead and ran down her face. He pushed his dick into her mouth and continued firing his seed.  Tina swallowed mouthful after mouthful of semen, trying to keep from choking, while the chunky mess ran down her chin and onto her chest.

When he was done, the man put on his pants, but removed his belt. Tina stared at him through cum-caked eyelashes. He pulled her to her feet again.  

"You were good," he said, "But not that good." He punched her in the stomach and Tina doubled over. An uppercut bloodied her lip and nose and sent her sprawling onto the ground. He brought the thick leather belt down onto her back. Tina curled into the fetal position, scared out of her mind. The belt made a resounding crack, and left a red welt. He whipped her with the belt again and again, reddening her skin, leaving vivid marks on the skinny white girl's back. She wept herself into unconsciousness during the beating. She awoke, her body wracked with pain and bruises, her nose clotted with blood. The man was finished with her and he was putting his belt back on.  

"See you later, white whore," he said, and kicked her in the ribs with a heavy leather boot, knocking the wind out of her again. He left her, taking his canvas bag full of her things.

Tina collapsed on the floor and passed out. Several hours later she got up, her body aching everywhere. She couldn't walk straight, or sit down; her asshole and vagina were too painful. Her face had dried cum all over it, and she had suffered a black eye as well as the many, many scrapes and bruises she saw when she looked into the mirror. The inside of her thighs were raw, and there was dried blood on her upper lip and on the backs of her thighs. She could still feel his semen in her belly. Tina got up and went into her bathroom. She turned on the shower and got in. She remained there, holding onto the wall for support while the hot water and soap erased every trace of the rapist that she could, sobbing the whole time.

The End