The Red Rose Rapist smiled as he saw his next victim. He had been stalking her for weeks, planning to take the bitch. And if all went according to plan...heh heh heh.
Amy was an intelligent hard working woman who lived close to her job so she didn’t bother driving to work. The rape craze was making everyone paranoid. She thought that the rapist was taking prostitutes and women who were out on the street who should have been home. Surely the Red Rose Rapist wouldn’t get her, especially since she lived only a block away from where she worked. Amy wasn’t a fool though; she kept a knife with her at all times to defend herself.
A sound drove Amy’s attention away from her thoughts. Someone was following her. Anxiety filled her body. She decided to take a shortcut through an alley she knew so well. What she didn’t know was that her pursuer knew exactly where she planned to go.
A dark figure appeared out of nowhere, frightening her. She could not get a good look at the person, but it appeared he was as surprised as she was.
“Terribly sorry to have snuck up on you like that.”
“No problem” she hesitantly replied. Slowly she withdrew her knife from her pocket. The way that man sounded...almost as if he were extremely horny.
An arm grabbed her around the stomach. Ah ha! She knew he was up to no good! Excitement flooded through her veins as she made a wild stab behind her. It quickly disintegrated into fear when she realized that she didn’t know if the knife made contact or not, thus blowing up her element of surprise. Her captor grabbed her wrist with the knife and squeezed her hard. She screamed in pain.
“AAAAh! Let go please! Let go! Ok, ok I’m dropping the knife! There, let go!”
The pressure released from her wrist, and suddenly she felt a knife to her throat. Oh no! No! She was going to get raped!
“Please, no please no! SOMEONE HELP! HELP ME! THE RED ROSE RAPIST IS HERE! HELLLLLLP!”
Suddenly she was off balance and found herself on the ground, bruised and hurting where he had made her fall. She turned over onto her back, and felt the rapist rip her clothes off with the knife quickly. Amy struggled and screamed for her life. He first tore through her top, exposing the yummy melons underneath. She covered herself quickly, not wanting him to see her private areas. He didn’t seem to care as the knife slashed near her pussy, exposing that too.
Fear was all Amy knew at this point. She had heard stories from the others. The rapist always took his time on them, that’s why she figured she could escape. This time...this time he seemed like he was in a hurry. He didn’t bother ripping her clothes all the way off like the other victims.
“Please, please no don’t do this! HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY! AAAAAAH! NO GET OUT OF ME OOOOOWWW IT HURTS! IT HURTS!”
As she was screaming she felt his meaty member force itself into her dry pussy, causing her tremendous pain. She screamed as he thrust inside of her hard, her hands beat against his chest in a futile attempt to save herself.
A hand closed around both of her wrists and painfully pinned them above her head. All of his weight was balanced there, and she screamed with ever growing pain as he violated her still dry pussy. She felt another hand squeezing her breast. This wasn’t a sexual squeeze at all, but a painful death grip squeeze that caused her to scream in agony. But her pussy hurt the worst.
Slowly, ever so slowly, her pussy became wetter and wetter. And just as slowly, pleasure started to build up inside of her. Amy struggled valiantly now, not wanting her body to enjoy the abuse she was receiving. She twisted and squirmed all she could as his meat pounded inside of her. Her screams turned into moans as the pleasure continued to build and build. Suddenly she got a wrist free and made a wild jab. It felt like she hit something, but she her brain couldn’t register what it was. It didn’t make any difference however.
Both hands were on her wrists now and her pussy felt more pleasure as her captor continued to pound his meat into her. She felt it grow harder as teeth closed around one of her nipples. Amy screamed with pleasure as the mouth sucked her nipple hard, as if he were giving her nipple a hicky. She felt him suck harder and harder. His cock continued to ravage her now dripping wet pussy. Amy no longer had the breath to form words, instead every breath she took ended in a scream of pleasure as he fucked her harder and faster.
She felt the fire then, a small part of her brain that was still sane told her to struggle, to try and see if she could get away before he made her orgasm. Her screams ripped through the night like a knife through a fog. They became animal moans as the fire spread from her pussy to her whole body. She heard him moan in unison with her, his cock going faster and harder than ever.
Her body twitched and she felt his twitch too. Warm fluids filled her cunt as she had a hard orgasm. Tears began to fill her eyes, and a final scream penetrated the night when she felt a cloth cover her face. Her vision blurred and her hearing became dim. She felt him place a rose in her immobile arms. Suddenly a white light flooded her vision. She could dimly hear a voice in what seemed like a far distance.
“Police! Freeze!”
Then everything went black...
How exciting! The Red Rose Rapist got caught! Or did he? Read on to find out!
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