[RapeU]

Long ago SEX_VAMPYRE (a lurker in the story section) approached me about writing a story. Though SV wanted a single story, I'm deviating a little bit from the idea and creating 4 short stories.

The setting is in London mid 1980's. Reports made to Scotland Yard describe what they believe to be a serial rapist who chloroforms his victims after he is done with them and leaves behind a single red rose in their crossed arms.
And now, I give you the first Red Rose Rapist short story

Roses Are Red.

She walked alone in the unusually cold night with the sense that she was being followed. The woman had felt that way ever since she left her boyfriend’s house after they had fought. Now she wished she had called someone to pick her up. Her attire was not meant for staying outside for very long. She wore a long red dress that showed just enough cleavage to where any guy would want to look at her twice. The jacket she had was only used for covering the cleavage during dinner or when someone stared uncomfortably at her rather than keeping her warm. She had left the jacket at her boyfriend’s house and wished she had it with her now.

A few cars passed by her, the headlights made the shadows dance around her. It was as if the shadows were mocking her predicament. She still had a block left before she reached her destination. A shiver raced down her spine as she tried to warm her hands with her breath. Her feet were frozen in her sexy high healed black shoes and she felt the pain in each step she took.

Suddenly a sound reached her cold ears. She was being followed! Her pace quickened, but she could not walk very fast in her heals, and taking them off would have frozen her feet even more. Even if she ran, she doubted that she would make it to her home before the stranger caught up with her. The effort was making her exhausted and she had to stop and rest underneath a street lamp. Perhaps there she would be safe.

Her hopes were crushed when she felt something cold and sharp against her neck along with hairy flesh against her cleavage. She saw a gloved finger pointing into a dark alley.

“Wh…what do you want,” she whimpered. Her captor made no audible reply. She saw the finger gesture again to the alley, the knife at her throat loosened and he slowly led her there.

“Please…its cold, please take my money and let me go home.”

Again the captor made no reply. He simply pointed down to the ground.

“Wha…what do you want? What are you going to do to me” she asked as she slowly got down on the ground. She couldn’t see how big the knife was in the black night, but every now and then a gleam would enter her eyes telling her that her captor was not afraid to use it.

Suddenly she felt her captor on top of her and the knife against her flesh. “Please, please don’t hurt me!” she cried as the cold knife sliced through her dress. Horror filled her mind as she lay there on the cold cement sidewalk. She knew what was going to happen, and she knew she was powerless to stop it.

She started struggling anyway as the cold knife pressed against her bra and quickly ripped it off her bosom. Her nipples, already hard with the cold, became even harder now that they were fully exposed to it. The knife nicked her skin as she struggled. Fear overwhelmed her pain as she screamed. Her assailant didn’t bother to quiet her cries as he used the cold, sharp knife to completely take off her now ruined dress.

The knife bit at her crotch and she screamed, tears flooding her eyes from fear and pain. She felt her panties being ripped away from her skin and she shivered there on the ground, completely naked and exposed. She felt two hands touching her body, groping her. She started struggling with more intensity now that she knew the knife was no longer in his hand. Her resistance made no difference.

Lips formed around her nipple and then teeth. She cried in fear and pain as she felt his now ungloved cold, bare finger invading her. Another scream escaped her lips as she pointlessly pushed against the man’s chest in a desperate escape attempt. Suddenly she felt shame as pleasure began to build up down there. Another scream as she felt the now warm finger inside her being replaced by a bigger appendage.

His cock felt too big for her. Louder she screamed as he slowly, painfully entered her cunt.

“No! No! No! AAaaaaah no! No! NO! NO! AAAAAH PLEASE NO!” was all she could manage to say as he slowly worked his member in and out of her. She pushed again at his chest, and this time he pinned her wrists above her head to the cold, hard ground. He was moving a little faster now; each thrust produced a moan of pain from her. Harder he thrust now, producing more moans. She couldn’t even form the word ‘no’ anymore.

A fire began to quickly burn inside of her and it became harder and harder for her to breathe. Her screams became screams of pleasure as the fire continued to grow. For a moment she forgot about the cold ground, forgot why she was out here, and forgot any moment except the pleasure. She could hear him moaning in unison with her as he continued to thrust faster and faster and harder and harder. Her body twitched violently as a humongous orgasm rippled through her.

Suddenly the pleasure was gone and the pain was back. She found her voice again.

“NO! NO! AAAAAAH IT HURTS! IT HURRRRTS! P…PLEASE, NO MORE IT HURTS!”

The tears in her eyes were back too. Each deep, hard thrust made her twitch in pain. She felt like her body had no more energy to take any more. Pleading screams continued to escape her lips as the man continued to rape her. The fire came back, more quickly this time and she experienced another orgasm as the hard, thick cock continued to pound her juicy, wet flesh.

She no longer had the energy to struggle and simply lay there unable to form words. He let go of her wrists and resumed groping her body, abusing her breast as he continued to fuck her mercilessly. He was moaning louder than her now. Even after the third and fourth orgasm, he was not done with her. Harder and faster he fucked her pussy raw. As he felt her approaching a fifth orgasm, his cock quivered. Warm, sticky sperm filled her raw, painful cunt. Her rapist collapsed on top of her body, continuing to violate and grope her. She lay there in shame, pain, and sadness. Suddenly she felt a wet cloth covering her nose and mouth. She found the energy to struggle then, but to no avail as the chloroform knocked her unconscious.

Her rapist positioned her body as if she were in a coffin. Quickly he reached into his pocket and pulled out a slightly damaged rose. He placed it in her crossed arms and quickly escaped into the night.

More to come soon