The Masked Marauder

[RapeU]

NOTICE:

Before reading this story it is strongly recommended that you read The Kidnapping Trilogy first. This story takes place not too long after the events of those stories and this story will make references to the events that took place. The Kidnapping Trilogy starts off with The Hunter. You can find that story here

This story is the fourth one in The Kidnapping Chronicles.

Introduction:

After writing The Kindapping Trilogy (The Hunter, Huntress, and LK) I thought of some ideas for another serial rapist like The Hunter, but with far less violence and almost no death. Only one person will die in this story and it won't be a victim or the rapist.
My brain would not think up any ideas because I was so exhausted after writing LK because there were so many plot twists that it even made my head spin. Then, Jasmine and I talked about doing a roleplay about a hypnotist who slowly decides to rape his client. That helped the wheels get turning and it also helped to see the number of views on my story "At My Cousin's Wedding."

So I dedicate this story to Jasmine because she helped me find the inspiration I needed to finish LK and write this story.

Chapter List

Chapter 1
A Familiar Face

Chapter 2
A Discovery

Chapter 3
Amarillo

Chapter 4
Oklahoma City

Chapter 5
Kansas City

Chapter 6
Nebraska City

Chapter 7
Richland

Chapter 8
Forest River

Chapter 9
Surprise and Secrets

Chapter 10
Flight

Chapter 11
The White Stone

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Chapter 1
A Familiar Face

I sigh in sheer boredom. There’s nothing to do in this stupid small town. It sucks so badly! Oh well, at least I’m out of here in a few months. I decide to watch some porn. I yawn in utter boredom as some guy forced some girl to take his cock in her asshole. Even reading fictional stories about rape wasn’t turning me on. I got out my “rape kit” and played around a bit. Months ago, I had purchased everything I needed to sneak into someone’s house, rape them, and then sneak back out. I imagine taking a beautiful princess in her own bedroom. Her soft, golden, shiny hair would tempt me to spray cum all over it! My fantasy keeps me entertained for a while, but even that isn’t satisfying my boredom.
I drive to McDonald’s and walk inside just to kill time and see if everything wasn’t boring. I’m not hungry or thirsty, but I am soon glad I decided to come. There is a beautiful girl who graduated with me at the High School. What was her name again?
“Hey there Allen, how have you been? It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other!”
“Hey Stephanie, I’ve been great! I know two years is way to long to stay out of touch. What have you been up to these days?”
“Well, I’m bouncing around trying to find a good job. My parents went on a cruise to Alaska and they’ll be back in a couple of days. I came home early to surprise them.”
“Maybe we could hang out sometime.”
“Yeah, I’m a little busy before my parents get home, but after they’ve been home for a couple of days we can definitely do something. Do you need my address?”
“Yes please.”
She writes her address on a napkin and we converse about old times for a while. Soon a familiar feeling creeps inside me. I want her body so badly! She is so beautiful in high school and I never got to have her! Suddenly, the darkness within me hatches an evil scheme. I could disguise myself and fondle her body! Oh but should I do it? Should I make my fantasy a reality?

***

There’s no backing out now! Her parents are coming soon and this could be my only chance! I make one last check to make sure I had everything. Rope, orange ski mask, knife, vibrator, duct tape, and three pairs of handcuffs yup everything’s here!
The sun slowly sinks down into the horizon and I wait in the ever growing shadows. Finally, the light in what I believe to be her room switches off. It’s show time!
All the windows are open. It is almost too easy to silently slip onto the floor in the living room. Her door stands slightly ajar and I slowly tiptoe into her room. She sleeps above the covers, probably because it’s so damn hot, and she has a robe on. Perfect, that will make violating her body easier! But should I really do it? Should I rape a friend and pleasure myself from it? Yes, I should do it!
Carefully I snap one handcuff onto her right hand. She doesn’t wake up and I slowly handcuff her hands behind a pole on the headboard. That movement somehow wakes her up
“uuuh what…what’s going on?”
“Tip tip and cherio” I say in my best fake Irish voice. “Now listen lade, we’re going to have a bit of fun!”
“Please…don’t hurt me!”
“Hurt you? Oh ho ho ho ho my lassie! I won’t hurt you if you cooperate and eat mi Lucky Charms.”
“Eat your WHAT?”
Dropping the Irish accent, I say in a dark and mysterious voice “In other words suck my dick and…other things.”
“…so…you’re…you’re going to…to…OH GOD SOMEONE HELP ME!”
“Ah lassie, I told ya to cooperate. Make it easier on yourself lad and don’t struggle.”
She didn’t listen and I emitted a long, suffering sigh. The knife slides out of my pocket and her eyes grow wide. Somehow she thinks that I’m going to kill her and begged me not to.
“Kill you? Why would I kill a bonnet like you lassie? Relax and it’ll all be over quick you little slut! I won't use the knife unless you don't cooperate.”
I take off my shoes and socks and shove my socks in her mouth. She moans and her face becomes flushed with anger when I spread her legs and handcuff her ankles to the bed. Somehow she spat out the sock while I restrained her!
“Someone help me, please God he’s going to rape me!”
“I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this lassie, but you’re a loud little bitch” I say as I tape her mouth shut. Satisfied that she won’t be talking for a while, I slide my hand under her shirt. She moans and a tear slides down her cheek.
“Mmmm, slut your breast feels nice and firm! Yeah, I’m going to abuse your hot breasts and pussy! You’re going to beg me to fuck you because you like getting raped. It turns you on doesn’t it whore?”
She twists her head in an effort to say no. Ignoring her, I slid my other hand under her shirt and squeeze both of her breasts. She whimpers and moans in protest. I stop to savor her soft, delicate skin and the firmness of her breast. Both nipples slowly harden under my hands.
“You’re a filthy whore aren’t you? Your nipples love the attention slut! I wonder…will your pussy love my hands? Will it get nice and wet as soon as I touch and rub it?”
Moans of protest escape through the tape bounding her mouth shut. She tries to keep me from sliding her robe above her stomach and revealing her black panties. Mmm, black is my favorite color on a woman!
“Your black panties are exquisite, such a shame they have to come off!”
She moans and tries to move her legs in an effort to stop me from cutting off her panties with my knife. My fingers stroke her pussy lips. Moaning, she struggles to keep her body from enjoying my hands. I look into her eyes and suddenly I think about how wrong this is. Why am I doing this? What’s wrong with me? I have to let her go, she doesn’t deserve this and I can’t rape her.
I unlock the handcuffs on her hands and give her spare keys to the other handcuffs on her ankles. She looks bewildered that I’m actually going to let her go. It takes her a few minutes, but she finally realizes I’ve had my fun and I’m leaving her to get on with her life. As I slip out the window, she asks me a question.
“Who are you?”
The question surprises me and I realize that she hasn’t asked me that all night! I figured it would be polite to answer the lady. Of course I’m not stupid enough to give her my real name…who should I be? The Hunter…wait…that was the dude who raped and killed his victims…no, it can’t be that. The Dark Avenger…no…sounds too superheroish…The Masked…The Masked…The Masked Avenger…no…The Masked Intruder…no…The Masked Prowler…no…The Masked…somebody…ah, I have it!

“I am The Masked Marauder!”

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Chapter 2
A Discovery

I’m such an idiot. There went a great chance to rape the woman I’ve been fantasizing for so long and I chicken out! It’s too late to rape her now unless her parents suddenly decide to go away. It’s doubtful that will happen anytime soon.
“Allen, come in here please. Your mother and I need to have a word with you.”
“Look, whatever it is I didn’t…”
“…you’re adopted…wait why the guilty conscience?”
“Err, I just did something that involved…wait I’m what?”
“You’re adopted.”
“Adopted. Well that makes sense sorta. Do you know who my real parents are?”
“No. We only have instructions written by your mother. She never signed her name.”
“What…what do they say?”
“That we are to tell you you’re adopted a few months after your 18th birthday, your name was to be Allen, and that we take care of you well.”
“Wow…I’m adopted…”
“Since it’s the summer and we have lots of money saved, we think you should search for your real mother and father.”
“Really? This…this is too much…”
“I know it’s hard to absorb at first, but it was important to your mother…your birth mother…that you would be able to find her after you turned 18.”
“Where should I start?”
“There’s a children’s home in the small town we used to live in before we adopted you. We adopted you there as a baby and they would probably have some idea of where your birth mother is.”
“What town is it?”
“Sunray.”

****

“Allen, now let’s see…ah yes here you are.”
“Great, what does the file say about my mother?”
“Well…let’s see…she wrote letters to the children’s home, but not to you…”
“Why not to me?”
“I don’t know. What I do know is that she wanted you to visit her once you turned 18.”
“So there’s an address?”
“Yes but I don’t think you should get your hopes up.”
“Why not?”
“The address is in Canada.”
“So, what’s wrong with Canada?”
“The letter was written in 2011. And that’s not all. She wrote her Canadian address while she still lived in the U.S.”
“So maybe she found a house?”
“Maybe, but I wouldn’t go. A woman who doesn’t reveal her name when she writes letters should probably not be worth visiting.”
“You’re horrible! Why would you crush my hopes like that? You're such an evil woman!”
“No, I’m realistic.”
I call my…parents…after arguing with the receptionist for quite some time. They are pretty shocked that what I’m looking for appears to be in Canada but allow me to travel there using the money they saved.
Then, the evil voice inside of me enters my mind. I could redeem my previous attempt at rape by raping someone in every state to Canada! It’s a grand idea and I could use the same tactic I did last night! Look out everyone, The Masked Marauder is coming to town!
My conscience whispers to me after the evil voice subsided. I couldn’t rape women, real rape is sick! There’s no way I could do it and I would most certainly get caught. It goes against my religion and God!
The darkness within me counters my conscience. It whispers to me that women really enjoy rape. They want it very badly, so I should give them what they want. The darkness within me wins the argument and I set off north. Where should I strike first? Will I be brave enough to really rape a fine looking bitch?

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Chapter 3
Amarillo

Amarillo is a nice, big city with many hot women to choose from. Bar after bar, store after store I see tons of hot women. Which one should I choose? Ah, there’s a nice looking blonde haired green eyed girl in Starbucks. Her tits look amazing under her shirt and I can’t wait to fondle them. Her legs are so long and sexy and made a nice, tight looking ass. I hope she lives alone!
I follow her at a safe distance. At first I think she doesn’t live in Amarillo and is going somewhere else. To my luck, she lives outside the city and her closest neighbor looks to be half a mile away. No one would hear her screams and moans!
After making a note of the exact place where she lives, I go back to my hotel and sleep. I’ll need to be fresh tonight if I’m going to scout out the house. My cock hardened in anticipation of raping this young, fine woman.
The full moon brightened the countryside and I parked my car on the side of the road. It would be better to be silent than to have them hear my engine. I silently trek towards her house. The first window I peered into revealed the living room. Nothing of interest appeared to be there, so I peeked through another window. Ah, this looks like it’s a bedroom and there’s someone sleeping on the bed! The person turns and the moonlight sparkles on the long, blonde hair. I’d better scout out the rest of the house in case more people are inside.
The next window reveals a room with a computer and a couch inside. Without pausing, I look through another window and see another woman. Ah, a double rape! The darkness within me loves the idea. My conscience hates it, but it isn’t as loud as it used to be. Now how should I approach this? Hmm…I should come back later when I have more equipment. My cock shrinks a little bit in disappointment. “Don’t worry” I say to it “you’ll be inside two hot wet pussies soon!”

Three days later I had all that I needed. Closer surveillance of the house revealed that the two women lived together. I was bold enough to sneak inside while they were both out. I thought I’d see something in the house with their names on it, but I couldn’t find anything. I did steal a black bra and black panties from a hamper in one of the woman’s rooms. The panties smelled wonderful and I couldn’t wait to burry my face and cock in the women’s pussies.
Taking care to be silent while entering through the living room window, I slowly crept to one of the woman’s rooms. Looking down at the woman, I realize she looks sort of like the woman I saw in the store, but older. Her mother perhaps? Hell if that was her mother then she was a fine looking one!
I snap some handcuffs onto her hands to where they were behind a pole on the headboard like my first victim. She’s a heavier sleeper than Stephanie and I was even able to spread her legs wide and restrain them. Perfect, I can leave her alone while I tend to the woman I have been fantasizing over for the past half of a week.
Unlike the woman she was living with, this bitch woke up the second I touched her.
“Who are you?”
“I am The Masked Marauder!”
“What does marauder mean?”
I’m taken aback by the question. Is this girl completely clueless as to what’s about to happen? Is she so stupid to not realize her situation?
“Marauder means raider, looter, prowler, and intruder. I’d go with intruder and add rapist to that.”
“Oh, so I guess you’re going to rape me then.”
“You…you know this isn’t a dream right?”
“I know.”
“Aren’t you scared?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ve raped me five times Daddy, and you always tell me it’s better to cooperate than to struggle.”
Holy fucking shit! Her dad rapes her and she thinks I’m him! Am I about to do the same horrible thing to her? Should I continue her pain, making her think I’m her daddy? Yes, yes I should do it!
“That’s good my darling daughter, but tonight I want you to struggle as hard as you can.”
“Ok daddy.”
“And I want you to moan and beg me to let you go.”
“Please don’t rape me daddy! Please let me go!”
“Let’s pretend I’m not your daddy for tonight. What’s your name and how old are you?”
“I’m Bailey Brooks and I’m 19 years old, please don’t hurt me!”
I slowly take off her nightgown and she doesn’t struggle. She still doesn’t struggle when I slowly take her bra off. Her breasts were definitely a D cup with nipples at least an inch long and they weren’t even hard! Mm, it’s going to be fun mauling her tits and sucking on her nipples!
When I start tying her hands up, the little bitch realizes this isn’t what daddy usually does. She starts moaning and really begging me to let her go. I don’t listen and tie her elbows together, making her thrust out her big, beautiful breast.
“You…you’re not my daddy!”
“Duh!”
“Mom help me, oh God!”
“Your mother is tied up in the next room. I’ll have fun with her after I’m done with you. Then all three of us can have fun. Would you like that?”
“No, please no! Let me go, please!”
“I think not” I say and tears escape her eyes. I take her panties off and spread her legs. She tries to keep her legs closed, but I am the stronger one. My left hand caresses her pussy lips. My right hand gropes her left breast. Her pussy gets wet and her face flushes with shame.
“You enjoy this don’t you? You love other guys raping you and you love daddy raping you!”
“No, please don’t! Please stop!”
I ignore her pleas and shove two fingers inside her pussy. It gets wetter as my hand groping her left breast squeezes hard on it. The breast becomes more firm as I squeeze harder and harder.
“Ooooh! God please stop! Aaaah aaaah, someone please he he heeeelllp me!”
I take my fingers out of her pussy and rub them on her panties. After that, I shove her panties in her mouth and my right hand moved to her left breast. I loved the feel of her mounds under my hands. She moans in muffled pleasure and protest. Her eyes are filled with fear and she struggles and moans with fear and protest.
My face moves slowly down to her pussy and my hands never leave her perfect, huge breasts. I slowly stick my tongue inside her. Her moans sound more pleasurable and I pause to tell her how much she likes it. She flushes in shame and emits louder muffled moans. I lick all of her pussy, making circles with my tongue. My right hand leaves her left breast and I slide my fingers inside her with my tongue. My left hand continues to violate her right breast. Her muffled moans fill the room as her pussy gets wetter and wetter and wetter. I stop when I feel that she’s close to an orgasm.
“I don’t want you to get an orgasm just yet my fine little bitch!”
Her moans of pleasure change back to moans of protest as I nibble on her hard left nipple. I start sucking and abusing her right breast with both hands, tweaking her nipple and roughly rubbing and squeezing her breast.
My cock moves closer to her pussy as I’m mauling and sucking her breast. She feels the head of my cock at the entrance and moans loudly in protest. Her eyes widen when she feels my hard cock enter her pussy. I start sucking hard on her right nipple and abuse her left breast by squeezing it and twisting her nipple. More of my cock enters into her pussy and she gasps through her panties. When half of me is inside her, her moans of protest become moans of pleasure and I continue sucking and mauling her breast. I push all of my meat inside of her and slowly start fucking her. Faster and faster and harder and harder I go and her moans sound more like an animal. I release her breast from my mouth and hands so I could watch them bounce beautifully with each thrust in her pussy. Suddenly her pussy releases a huge orgasm and I taunt her.
“You love this, you love rape you nasty little slut! You don’t care who does it as long as you get raped each night!”
Her pleasure is too great for her to even understand my taunts. I continue fucking her harder and harder and faster and faster. Her beautiful breasts bounce quickly to each thrust and her moans sound more like an animal. I feel her cumming and that sends me over the edge. I release my warm, sticky fluid inside her.
Exhausted, I collapse on top of her with my prick still inside her. It softens and I caress her whole body. My tongue licks her cheeks and I pull the panties out of her mouth. She is too exhausted to protest as I kiss her. My tongue invades her mouth and she no longer resists, but moans in pleasure.
“I'm home! Anyone awake?”
Shit, the father’s home! Well, he can handle things from here and he might rape his daughter and his wife! Fuck I wanted to take his wife and rape the shit out of her! Oh well, it’s probably better it worked out this way. I don’t have much energy after raping that fine little slut. As I drive back to the hotel, my conscience gets to me again. How can I keep doing this? Rape is wrong and I shouldn’t do it anymore!
The darkness within me quickly counters my conscience easily. Rape is what women want and I should give them what they want even if they don’t realize they want it. My dark side triumphs over the light. I hope I'll never hear my conscience ever again.

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Chapter 4
Oklahoma City

"Winnipeg Canada."
"Well, your best bet is to follow this road here. Then, take this road into Omaha and go onto Interstate 29 all the way up."
"Thank you, but what if I wasn't looking for the shorter route?"
"If you're into sight seeing you might want to go to Oklahoma City. It's a little out of the way, but worth the visit and you get to see more of Oklahoma. Then you can take Interstate 35 into Kansas City and turn onto Interstate 29. That'll only bump your driving time up to...oh about two or three hours."
"Thanks for your help!"
"No problem."

Well, that looks like a good plan. Oklahoma City, beware! The Masked Marauder is coming!

***

I found her! She’s a beautiful bitch with brown, wavy hair and small but good looking breasts. Breaking into her house was so easy because she didn’t even have the front door locked! Now I’m pretending to be asleep in her bed. Imagine her surprise when she sees a masked man in her own bed!

"Hmmmm, dum de dum. Oh it will be so nice to sleep in my own...what the hell?"
She cautiously approaches the bed and I act like I'm asleep. Despite all the danger, she slowly reaches towards me as if she wants me to wake up.
"Hey, what are you doing in my bed?"
"Waiting for you."
"What?"
I quickly pull her down to the bed and snap the cuffs in place before she realize what happened.
"Hey, what the fuck!"
"Hey there sexy bitch!"
"Who are you, what are you doing in my house?"
"First, I think I'll stuff something in that pretty little whorish mouth of yours. That's better. Now, your questions. To the first, I am The Masked Marauder."
"Mmmmph! MMMPH!"
"To the second, I'm going to have fun with your body whore. And you WILL enjoy it."
"Nnnmmmph! plemmmph! emmmph hempph memmph!"
I ignore her protests and use my large knife to slowly cut the fabric of her shirt. She moans in protest as her bra is exposed. Ah, this one's wearing a nice red one.
"A red bra. Looks like someone really is a whore. Are your panties red too slut? Oh my they are! You're just a worthless whore looking for a good time aren't you? Yeah, well you're going to have a good time with me tonight! I'm going to rape the shit out of all your holes until you beg me to keep fucking you. That's right bitch, you're going to end up loving me fucking that hot little cunt of yours."
"MMMM HHHM HHHM HHHMPH! NNNH OOHMPH!"
As I continue verbally abusing her, my left hand slips under her bra and starts rubbing her breast. She moans in protest and struggles in vain. My right hand moves closer to her pussy and tears start to form in her eyes. I stop rubbing her to slowly strip for her. Her eyes grow wide when she sees my hard throbbing cock. Her moans of protest are not understandable and I tease her about her moans.
"Mmm, you're moning baby. You want my hard cock in that tight little snatch? Yeah, that's right; you want it so badly don't you? Well, I can't deny what you really want cunt!"
I rip off the rest of her clothes and move my cock to the entrance of her pussy. She looks away and I smack her face.
"Look into my eyes cunt! I want you to look into them and remember how this felt! Don't you dare look away or your neck will be bleeding bitch!"
She reluctantly looks into my eyes. Her hazel eyes are wet with tears and I can see the fear in them. I look into her terrified eyes as I slam all 8 inches of my cock inside her almost wet cunt. She screams and her eyes and muffled begs make me hornier. Her pussy gets wetter and wetter with each thrust.
"Mmmm, ooh yes you love this don't you? Your pussy is so fucking wet babe! You want your tits rubbed too? Do they feel left out? Mmmm, so hot, oooh yes, your pussy is so tight."
"MMMPH! NMMMPH! UUUM UUUUM OOOMMMPH OOOMPH OOOMPH OOMPH! MMMMMMMMH MMM HHMM HMMMPH!"
Her tits are about a b cup, but they are the perfect size for abuse. My hands squeeze her small, perky tits and her nipples slowly harden. She moans loudly as her pussy releases an orgasm. Her breath quickens and her moans become moans of pleasure.
"Ooooh, yeah baby, mmmm yes, mmmmm oooh, mmm you love this don't you? Yeah, your pussy likes rape!"
When she releases another orgasm, it sends me over the edge and I release my warm, sticky sperm inside of her. As I pull out, I cum all over her naked body. She continues to breathe hard and I take the duct tape off of her mouth.
"Scream and you'll regret it bitch!"
"Please, you had your fun, let me go!"
"Only if you do exactly what I say."
"Ok, just don't hurt me please!"
"I won't hurt you" I say then add under my breath "much."
"Ok, ok I won't try anything."
I uncuff her from the bed and tell her "Lay on your stomach, spread your legs, and don't move!"
She does so and my cock moves to the entrance of her ass.
"Please, don't fuck my ass! I'll do anything, please no!"
"I told you cunt, all of your holes will be mine tonight!"
"Fuck you bastard!"

WHAM!

Oh...my head...what the fuck happened? She hit me! She fucking hit me! Where is that bitch?

*sirens scream off in the distance*

Shit! I'd better get the fuck out of here! Quickly I put my clothes back on and run to my car that's parked a few blocks away. After taking off the ski mask, I see that fucking bitch in a police car heading towards her house. Damn it! I can't take her now!
Ok, calm down. It's alright Allen, you didn't get caught and the police don't have your DNA or fingerprints in any database. Ok, I'm good now.
I drive back to the hotel and think about what went wrong tonight. After I make mental notes of changes I need to make, I set my sights for Kansas City.

Kansas City beware! The Masked Marauder is coming to town!

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Chapter 5
Kansas City

That little bitch gave me a black eye! Grrr, I wish I could rape that little cunt again, but it would probably be too dangerous. The cops are probably keeping an eye out for me there.
My thoughts are interrupted when a stunning young girl walks by. Wow. Her picture should be in the dictionary next to innocence. Nothing she is wearing is revealing, but there's just something about her that screams innocence. She is a thin girl, but not too skiny. Her breasts look to be about a b cup and she has short brown hair. Wow her ass looks great as well as her legs! Ah, she has green eyes. How lovely it would be to look into them when they are filled with fear.

*****

"Oh, give me a home where the Buffalo roam
Where the Deer and the Antelope play;
Where never is heard a discouraging ..."

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"It ain't to far
Come as you are
Mmm hmm hmm mmm mmm I love this...."

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"...about The Masked Marauder?"
"We believe he's headed north."
"What makes you think he's going north?"
"He's been traveling north ever since he left Uvalde. That is where his first reported rape has been."
"Do you believe he's raped more women than reported?"
"Yes. Most rape crimes are unreported. I would not be surprised if this man had raped 10 other women."
"Do you think he's as dangerous as The Hunter?"
"At the moment no, but we are very concerned that he will eventually kill his victims."
"Do you have any suspects?"
"No, but we do have a lead. We believe he was injured when his previous victim defended herself against him...."

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"...still to come, a rapist is on the run somewhere in Kansas. We'll have the full story when The Factor continues."

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"Inuyasha!"
"Kagome!"
"Why you!"

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"Mmmmmph!"
"Don't squirm bitch."
"MMMMPH!"
"Shut up."
I can't believe how easy it was to sneak into this lovely whore's house. I loved looking at the note on the refrigerator that said her parents would be gone for the entire weekend. That leaves me alone with my fine black bitch. I have all the time in the world to fuck her and I want her to be more afraid with each passing moment!
I look towards her for the third time in the past 10 minutes. Ah, her dark, long hair looks beautiful as she's squirming trying to get free from her bonds. She's nude now and her large breasts are bouncing with each vain attempt for freedom. Her hands are tied behind her back and her legs are spread wide and tied to the bed. It must be painful to have to lay on her arms!
After a few more menacing looks, I decide now's the time to violate her. Her eyes grow wide and she makes muffled screams as I lay on top of her.
"Mmmph! mmlease! Please don't rape me!"
"Now why would I not rape you? Your cunt is mine for the taking. I own you bitch!"
"Please...I'm a virgin, please!"
"Well in that case I'll be taking all of your holes!"
She screams in protest as I kiss her sexy lips. Muffled moans emit from her mouth as my tongue invades. My hands grope her sexy, soft body. Her skin is so soft and smooth.
"Mmmm, I think I'll take you twice or maybe three times you little whore!"
"No, please no! I'll do anyting, I'll give you money!"
"Do you not know who I am?"
"I...I...please don't rape me Mr. Marauder!"
I kiss her again to muffle her protests. She squirms under me as I slowly slide a finger into her hot pussy. After moving it in and out, her pussy gets nice and wet.
"Mmm, you love this don't you? Your pussy wants to meet my hard cock!"
"No, please nommmph!"
I shove a sock into her mouth and lick her face. She tries to turn away and I slap her face. She whimpers as I kiss her neck and slide two more fingers into her tight wet pussy. It gets even wetter.
"Mmm, you're such a whore" I say as I push the head of my cock into her pussy. She moans in agony and protest as I start thrusting. Blood soon trickles out of her vagina.
"Mmmm, oooh yes you definately are a virgin, mmmm yeah such a nice whore, mmmm ooooh yes!"
"NNNMPH MMMM MMMM UUUMM MMM PHHAGHAO HGOAHGA!"
"MMm, what's that baby? You want me to fuck you harder? Well ok then my little fuck slut!"
I fuck her harder and faster and harder and faster. Her tits bounce up and down with each rough, hard thrust. I grab them and squeeze them hard. Her moans of agony soon become moans of pleasure and her pussy becomes so wet. Her moans of pleasure and wet pussy bring me over the edge and I cum hard inside of her. After disposing of about half the load, I cum all over her beautiful breasts.

*ring*

Damn, the phone is ringing...

"I'm going to ask you ONCE. Is this your parents?"
She slowly nods her head after the third ring of the phone.
"You will talk to them as if nothing's wrong. If you alert them or ANYONE that I am here you will be sorry."
She slowly nods again. I take the sock out of her mouth and put the phone to her ear.
"Hey."
"I'm...I'm doing ok?"
"No."
"I need help with some homework but otherwise I'm ok."
"Just help me!"
"Because The Masked Marauder is here!"

That fucking bitch! I slap her breasts hard and take the phone.
"Hello there."
"Please, don't hurt my daughter!"
"Well now that's entirely up to you."
"Wh..what do you mean?"
"If you don't call the cops, she will be ok...well, physically ok that is. If you call them she will have a few more holes in her body."
"You..."
"Ah, temper temper! Don't insult me or else!"
I hang up the phone and give my victim one last kiss.
"I'd love to stay and fuck you more slut, but I should move on!"

Ai, all my victims and not one time have I been able to fuck all holes. I hope that changes in Nebraska City!

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NOTE: This edit is to help me remember what comes next. - RJ.

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Chapter 6
Nebraska City

Ah, Nebraska City home of Arbor Day. I don't really care for Arbor Day, but there are sure to be some beautiful tree hugging women around here. And since part of the Underground Railroad is here maybe more fine black bitches will be here for me to rape.
As the sun slowly sinks into the horizon I decide to go to a bar. I could use a drink and a bar's the perfect place to look for a victim. Also, if the police have any useful information about The Masked Marauder I could find out from the bartender if I'm subtle.

****

"Hey Joey, put the news on I want to see if they've caught that no good slimebag Marauder guy yet."
Well the guy sitting next to me saved me the trouble of asking the bartender about myself, hehehehe! This was almost too easy. The bartender slowly clicks the remote to find the station. Ah, they are talking about me on the news. I'm such a celebrity!
"...that he is somewhere in Nebraska.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. We believe he is headed to Canada. We don't know why he's going to Canada but we do have some ideas."
"How do you know he's going to Canada?"
"The police force in Amarillo got a tip from an elderly man. We believe that The Marauder..."
That's Masked Marauder you stupid knucklehead. No one ever got The Hunter's name wrong. My hands clench tightly.
"...and asked for directions to a Canadian city. This man came forward when he heard the news of Oklahoma City."
"Ok we need to take a break, but later we will continue with the man who may know the identity of The Masked Marauder..."
Thank you news lady! Perhaps not all women are stupid fools.

"...gafa"
"I'm sorry?" The guy sitting next to me had spoken to me.
"I said, what do you think about this whole Marauder business?"
"Oh you know, just another Texas guy giving us Texans a bad name."
"You're from Texas?"
"Yeah. I'm just passing through. There's a job somewhere for me in Minneapolis."
"Oh, moving huh?"
"I might be. To be honest, I'm just trying to get as far away from Texas as I can for as long as I can. See, there's this girl..."
"Ah, say no more I've had girl troubles myself. Why, on our 2 month anniversary one of my ex's claimed to have been raped by The Hunter."
I laugh "That's impossible. All who were raped by him were killed. Of course, at the time of his rampage I knew nothing. My parents both tried to shield me from what was going on."
"I understand that logic. When word of the Marauder came out I wanted to keep my daughter from hearing about it, but they say he'll strike somewhere in Nebraska. People are saying...oh wait, the news is back on...maybe they know more."

"...hide the identity but this man requested to be brought on in full view in the hopes to scare The Masked Marauder. So...Mr. Mason."
Wait a minute! Mr. Mason...THE Mr. Mason?
"...did you come to the conclusion that the man who asked for directions was the serial rapist."
*COUGH* "Well...as many of you may have guessed, I'm the famous Mr. Mason. The old guy who took in Paul Hunter after his parents died and his aunt went crazy. After my wife and I found out he was The Hunter, I learned to keep a sharp eye out. You never know who to trust!"
"Yes, please go on."
"Well, a few years back we had moved to Amarillo because that's the only do do do AAAAH CHOOO!"
"Bless you."
"Thank you. Anyway, that's the only place where they treat my wife's condition. I was just pulling into a gas station where this man asked an employee what the best way to get to Canada would be. Well the employee didn't know, but I had been to Canada in my early years and had a few good times there. I offered the boy some directions but he didn't seem to be one to hurry. It looked like he wanted to go straight up the middle of the states sight seeing. I offered him directions to Oklahoma City then to Omaha."
"Ok, so when you heard about the Oklahoma City and Kansas City rapes you decided this man was the person correct?"
"Yes. Unfortunately I never got a good look at the man. These eyes just aren't as sharp as they used to be. I do remember that hair. I remember because it reminded me of someone. Someone equally crazy and twisted as The Hunter, but I don't remember her name. My mind's not as sharp as it used to be either. Why I remember a couple years back when..."
"...Err ok we need to take another break..."

I chuckle "Mr. Mason is just like my grandfather. Just as he's about to tell you the most important part he launches into a story from his childhood."
"My grandfather's the same way. Say, I don't believe I know you name."
"haha, I do that often with people. We talk and talk and talk and sometimes I leave without ever knowing their name. I'm Allen."
"I"m Alexander. Most people call me Al."
"Cool. Well I'd better get going. I haven't booked a hotel yet."
"At this time of year? Wow, hey why don't you stay at my place?"
"Oh I couldn't impose."
"Nonsense! And don't worry about paying me back. I've been trying to find someone her age she can hang out with. Other than tourists there's not much of a selection. Maybe she'll agree to let you take her to Richland, South Dakota. She needs someone trustworthy to help her move and you have an honest face."
"Well...ok, if you insist. What is your daughter's name?"
"Veronica."

Ah, Veronica. Your name alone inspires me to rape you! But I can't do it here, no that would be foolish. I must wait until we get out of this state. Yes, as soon as she's done moving I'll creep in at night and make her my rape slut!

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Chapter 7
Richland

Part I
The Escape

Al has a nice house. But something just seems...off...Shake it off, he's got a daughter and he's practically given me permission to rape her! As I step in the house a flavorful aroma surrounds my nostrils. Mmmm, pie! Something still doesn't seem right...

"Well all that beer seems to have gotten to me, make yourself at home and I'll be right back."

That's strange...he didn't drink that much. In fact, I don't recall him drinking at all! And where's his pride and joy Veronica? My thoughts are distracted when I notice a picture of him and a very tantalizing woman. The woman has long wavy blond hair and very good looking melons. A very sexy tan too. If that's Veronica then boy oh boy I'll be glad to take her again and again and again.

As I peer closer at the picture something seems odd about it. Is that picture outside the frame? Who would do something like that? Slowly I reach to touch the picture. The movement of my hand created a small wind that slightly blew a corner away from the frame. It is outside the frame! There's another picture inside the frame! Why would someone do that? Unless...

"MEOOOWRRRR!"

That screeching cat nearly scared me half to death! Wait, a cat! That's my ticket out of here!

"I see you've met Pounce."
"Yes I have. Unfortunately I'm allergic to cats so I'll have to stay in a hotel." I give a few convincing sneezes. "Don't worry about me, I'll find a place."
"Wait, my daughter's pulling up. Let her take you to a hotel."
"Well...ok."

If I'm right, these people are not ordinary citizens. I'd better be extra careful to keep my fingers from touching anything. Now...how to proceed...

****

"Wake up!"
"Huagahaga?"
"Hello Veronica...IF THAT'S YOUR REAL NAME!"
"What the? How did you?"
"It's very simple you foolish, foolish cop. I foiled your little plans to capture me. Now, you see this? I believe this is what you use to contact your little cop buddies."
"But..."
"NUH UH UH! I found your gun and your badge you filthy slut! Now this is what you're going to do. When I give you the radio or whatever you will call them. You are to only say what I tell you to say understood?"
"No, no I won't. I'll tell them exactly where...we...are?"
"Oh poor baby, don't know where you are? Good."
"Please just let me go!"
"I think not. You're going to tell your little cop buddies that we are on the road to Minneapolis. I am asleep in the car because mine broke down and I have no idea that the cops know who I am. Then you're going to say that it's best to maintain radio silence because I'm stirring in my sleep. Now, here's the radio. I will shoot you if you don't cooperate. One wrong word and BANG! You should know me, I'm not a murderer. I don't want to kill you, but I will if you don't do it!"
"...Ok I'll do it just please let me go after."
"I'll think about it. Oh and if you say any police codes or something strange like
'take the back roads because the freeway is under construction' I'll shoot."

She makes the call. Everything checks out. The police are probably searching for a truck and my car miles away from us. I wonder if they'll mistake another car for mine! Haha, the fools.

"Ok, I did what you asked. Let me go now please!"
"No."
"But you said..."
"I said I would think about it. I never said I would let you go. Now hands behind your back."
"But I..."
"Ok I guess I'll just shoot in an area that won't be lethal to you. It'll hurt like hell though. Imagine, a bullet in the foot. Now with that I am certain you won't run away!"
"Ok, ok ok I'm putting them behind my back."

I grab her own handcuffs and handcuff her wrists together.
"Boy I bet you never thought you'd be trapped in your own handcuffs. What an ironic twist this is huh?"

She glares at me with hatred in her eyes. As we stroll away from the small dirt road into the woods the hatred slowly seeps away into fear. She knows what's going to happen.

"Yes, you know don't you. You know that The Masked Marauder will take you in the woods. See those lights? That's the town your 'daddy' said you would be. Imagine, so close to Richland, but too far away for anyone to help you! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Chapter 7 Part II will be coming soon.

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Part II
No Escape

I drag the beautiful policewoman further into the wooded area. She yelps as I push her onto the ground and hold her down.

"Now my beautiful whore, you're going to answer some questions of mine."

She gives a scornful laugh "What makes you think I'll cooperate?"

"Good point. Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. You answer my questions correctly and truthfully then I won't rape you. If I don't like an answer or you lie then I'll remove an article of your clothing. That gives you six chances to answer correctly."

"And if I refuse?"

"Well then I'll just have to rape you everywhere. Your pussy, your ass, your mouth, your breast, maybe even your ears and nose if I feel like it."

"And if I cooperate you'll let me go?"

"Oh of course not. No, you'd go for help and I would be unable to get to my destination. I will leave you here for a day and then once I'm safe and sound I'll alert the authorities where you are."

"Fine. I'll answer what I can."

"That's better. First question. Where am I headed?"

"We think that you are headed to Canada. We assumed that you would go where Mr. Mason told you to go. After telling Al that you were headed to Minneapolis there was uncertainty."

"So Al was wearing a wire?"

"Yes."

"How long have you known I was the culprit?"

"I'm not sure, I was just assigned the case today!"

I shake my head at her. Slowly I remove her shoes. First the right one, then the left one.

"That's one."

"I swear I don't know!"

I give an evil smile. Slowly, ever so slowly I remove her socks from her feet.

"That's two. The next one that comes off is your pants."

"Ok, ok please don't take them off I...I think that someone wrote down your license plate after your failure at Kansas City and that's how we knew."

I grin evilly and slowly slide her pants down.

"But...but..."

"I didn't like that answer. So now the pants come off!"

"Please, no please I'll tell you anything."

"Good. You can start by telling me how you knew I would be in that exact bar on that exact night in that exact time."

"Ummm...we figured you'd want a drink and we picked the closest bar from the highway?"

"Say bye bye to that shirt."

"NO! WAIT! the undercover cop was going to follow you after he spent time in his favorite bar. It just so happened that you decided to walk into that very same bar and sit right next to him."

"Hmm...so I'm supposed to believe that I 'happened' to be in the same bar with an officer who 'happened' to know who I really was and just 'happened' to have his wire on and just 'happened' to have a plan on getting me to a house that he would use to set me up?"

"...yes?"

I grab her shirt and rip the material off of her body. She flushes in shame as her bra is exposed. As I fumble on her bra, she gasps and starts struggling.

"Please, no please I'm telling the truth! I'm telling the truth!"

"That's lie number six my beautiful slut."

Quickly I rip her panties off of her and pin her body to the ground before she can react. Her arms are pinned behind her back painfully and she yelps in the pain.

"Please, no don't rape me please I'm telling the truth!"

Ignoring her protests, I slide my clothes off like a snake. Her eyes widen as my cock forcefully inserts itself into her pussy.

"Ooooh, you're wet down there! You must have really wanted this didn't you? Yeah such a slut!"

She grunts and groans in protest as I move in and out of her hot, wet pussy. Screams erupt from her mouth as I begin to fuck her harder and harder and faster and faster. Her breasts bounce faster and faster as I have my way with her.

"Oooh yeah, just like that right bitch? You're loving this, I can feel you getting wetter and wetter!"

"Ple...ple...ple ooooh please no, please sto....stop!"

My mouth violently closes over hers to stifle her annoying pleading. Faster and faster and faster I fuck her. She begins to moan in pleasure and her face turns more red with each forsaking moan. Finally, my cock throbs inside of her. My mouth bites down on her neck and she screams loudly.

"HE HE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLP! SOMEONE HELP ME!"

"Oh no one can hear you my little fuck slut. You're going to receive my seed!"

"Please, no please I'll get pregnant, it's almost my time of the month please NO PLEASE NO!"

Grinning and groaning I fuck her as hard and as fast as I can. My cock throbs and not long after I shoot my warm, sticky sperm inside of her. She starts crying uncontrollably as I pull out of her.

"Well I'd love to stay and chat my little whore, but I need to get going. By now your cop buddies have figured out I'm not where you said I was."

I get dressed and with my gun in hand I unlock her handcuffs. The gun wasn't necessary as she is still sobbing uncontrollably. She looks at me, her eyes red and bloodshot.

"You're free to go. Run to the lights."

She looks at me questioningly. For a moment she considers asking something, probably why I'm not tying her up and leaving her there. She forgets the question and runs towards the lights through the woods.

I sigh, putting the gun in my pocket. I really hate guns and would rather not have this with me. I have to take it now, my fingerprints are all over it. The less the police have that can prove I'm The Masked Marauder the better off I'll be.

Now I think I shall drive further north to my goal. First a quick stop in North Dakota for rest, relaxation, and rape!

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Chapter 8
Forest River

"I have to hurry. They probably weren't fooled when I tried to say I wasn't going to Canada. Ok, there should be a map of North Dakota somewhere in here..."

While keeping my eyes on the road, I open the glove compartment and dig through it.

"Texas, Louisiana, ah here it is! Grrr! I need gas soon! Ok there's the town of Grand Forks...no. I shouldn't go into a big city. No, that's what they want me to do. Ok, small towns, small towns."

My eyes glimpse at a small town at the intersection of two railroads. "Ah, perfect! Forest River. That has a nice ring to it."

*****

"You're going to Canada? Me too! I won't be staying long. I just want to find out who my mother is. I was adopted."

"I won't be staying long either. Maybe we can go together and save gas. Where are you from? You have a southern style accent."

"Texas. I know I've heard it all before. Electric chair, executing the mentally ill, too many executions, George Bush, The Hunter, The Masked Marauder."

"The Hunter? The Masked Marauder? Who are they?"

"Wait you haven't heard? It was all over...it's not important. Um, when were you planning to leave?"

"Today, but it's not everyday a cute Texan walks into the town gas station."

"Oh I bet! And it's not everyday I see a beautiful flower in the North."

She giggles and invites me to spend the night at her house. Ah, an opportunity! I don't want her to think I'm dangerous, so I politely decline the offer. She asks again and emphasizes that she lives alone. I appear to think about it for a bit and appear to reluctantly take her up on her offer. This is going to be the easiest rape ever done!

We drive a short distance to her house. She's in her car and me in mine. As we walk into the house, I realize that I have to go to the bathroom very very badly. I ask her where it is and she points to it.

Ok, this is it! Go do business and then rape this beautiful northern flower!

As I step out of the bathroom I look for her and to my surprise she is sitting on her bed completely naked. Her short brown hair covers half her face in a tantalizing and teasing manner. Her breasts perk out and her pussy is hairless.

"Wow...you...wow." I manage to spurt out. She giggles and invites me to the bed. Without hesitation I quickly remove my clothes and sit next to her.

"Oh my, that is an impressive size!" She exclaims. I grin and start kissing her lovely lips. She moans in passion and slowly lays down onto the bed, taking me with her. My hands slowly move all over her body. I get my big hard cock ready to go inside her.

"Mmmmm! Wait we need to have protection! Like a condom or other things."

Oooh! Looks like I'm going to rape someone after all!

"Condoms are for the weak!" I say with an evil grin in my eye.

"No, please no don't do this!"

Ignoring her protest, I plunge my meat inside her warm, wet pussy. She moans with more protest than pleasure.

"Ple...ple...please don't!"

"Oh come on this is what you wanted all along!"

She opens her mouth to reply but can't catch her breath as I start fucking her hard and fast. Her gorgeous mouth forms a perfect O as I continue violating her. She puts her hands on my chest in an effort to push me away. I grab her hands and roughly pin them over her head. She struggles hard now, trying to get her pussy away from my cock. It doesn't work and I fuck her harder than ever!

My cock starts to throb. We both feel it. She screams out in protest and begs me not to cum inside her. I give her the same evil look and allow my warm, sticky juices to coat her insides. She stops resisting me and tears begin to flow from her perfect eyes.

"Why? You could have gotten me pregnant! You could have given me a disease!"

I get off of her and begin putting my clothes back on. She gets angry at me for ignoring her.

"Hey, aren't you going to answer me? Why did you do that?"

I laugh. "Because I'm The Masked Marauder...oh...SHIT!"

I quickly bolt from the room faster than she can see me. Running quickly, I get into my car and start driving like hell.

SHIT SHIT SHIT! Why did I tell her that? Stupid! Now the police will have more information against me! They couldn't prove it was me without a facial description from a witness! DAMN DAMN DAMN!

I gotta get to Canada by tonight. Maybe they won't know about a serial rapist. No one in North Dakota seems to have any knowledge of me. Ok, relax. In a little while you'll be in Winnipeg, Canada. Maybe Mom can allow me to stay in Canada with her.

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Chapter 9
Surprise and Secrets

Wow. No words can describe this. Wow. My mother lives in a huge mansion. I didn't even think they had mansions in Canada. Jeez, this may even be bigger than the White House!

Ok, don't be nervous Allen. Just ring the bell.

I hear strange whirring sounds as I walk up to the door. Ignoring them, I ring the bell. Almost immediately a woman with the most beautiful brown hair I'd ever seen answers the door.

"Who are you" She asks in a very scary tone.

"I...I...I'm looking for my mother."

Her eyes soften. "Your mother? Are you sure you have the right house?"

"Positive. This is the address she said to go to in this letter. It was a long time ago so maybe she moved."

The woman reads the letter and her eyes nearly bulge out of her head.

"Come inside, quickly! Did anyone follow you here? Do you know who I am?"

"Um...I don't think anyone followed me and I really don't know who you are."

She looks relieved and quickly ushers me inside. Without missing a beat she motions me to follow her and quickly walks away. I almost can't keep up! After climbing some stairs we finally reach what looks like an entertainment room. Another woman is in there.

"Molly, there isn't much time. Look at this letter."

Molly looks angry for a moment but once she sees the letter her eyes grow wide.

"Ok what's going on?"

Molly hands the letter back to me. "You'd better sit down. It might be a long story."

Reluctantly I take a comfortable chair next to the door. They sit on a sofa next to the chair.

"We should probably start by introducing ourselves. My name is Molly Hamilton and she is Tina Hill."

"Those names sound very familiar. I've heard them befo...no...NO! NO it can't be!"

"It's true. The book is true, all of it. We never use are real names anymore and would like it if you never spoke our true names outside of this mansion."

"I...I don't believe it...The Kidnapping Trilogy...that book, every word of it true. I thought...thought that some sicko wrote that because of The Hunter and Huntress...thought that the person wanted to profit from it! God!"

"I didn't want our story left untold. Molly and I agree that no one would really believe the story. If the F.B.I. did then it wasn't our problem. We live in Canada now and they don't have the power to arrest us here. They don't even know our fake names."

"So if that story is true, then this mansion had a previous owner...and that means..."

"Yes. It means that Melinda Warren is your mother."

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Chapter 10
Flight

Melinda Warren...my mom...wow...

Before anything else can be said, an ear piercing alarm fills the room.

"It is just as we feared Molly."

"What's going on?"

"You must come with us. There is no time to explain. We might not be able to make it..."

"No Tina, we WILL make it. The private jet is ready. It will be close, but we can make it. Come, follow us quickly!"

They dash out the door quickly and I follow suit. For a few seconds I lose them. In panic, I twist around and almost fall on my ass.

"Quickly, over here," whispers Tina. I look and notice a doorway that was previously hidden behind a bookshelf. Without hesitation, I enter into a long narrow hallway.

"Where are we..."

"Shhh! Don't talk, just run! We will have time for questions later."

The three of us run for what seems like miles. Thankfully, the alarm slowly gets softer and softer. After what seems like hours, we finally stop at a closed door.

Tina opens the door, revealing a large jet plane. We're in some sort of hanger.

"Everything looks good to go," whispers Tina. "Get on the plane. Once we're in the air we will answer all your questions."

****

"Ok, I don't know where to start."

"That's ok. We will explain what we can then you can ask questions when we're done. Molly, you'd better start off because you might know more than I do."

"Ok. First we both have no idea how Melinda Warren is your mother. I can probably make a few guesses..."

"Wait...what if she isn't my mother? What if this is some sort of crazy scheme of hers?"

"I highly doubt that. She wouldn't waste her time making up something that can be easily proven or disproven. All that needs to be done is a DNA test and we could do that easily with our near unlimited resources."

"Ok. I am sorry for interrupting, please continue."

"It's ok, I know this must be hard for you. When I was second in command to Hannah, the LK Leader, she had told me about a few problems the Society had. One of them dealt with a few LK member's husbands. We thought we could control them, but we were horribly wrong."

"How were you wrong?"

"Well, as you know we all were lesbians. We didn't want sex with a man! It was our belief that we could somehow control the primal urges of a member's husband to where he would not want to have sex. The first experiment was thought to be a success. However, it only made the problem worse. Some men were so horny that they raped their wives."

"Good lord..."

"Yes. We encouraged any female with a husband to be extra cautious and report any rape. Those that got pregnant were granted temporary leave from the Society."

"So if Melinda was raped by her husband...how did she stay under the radar?"

"She left the Society. I can't say when she was raped, but if she had stayed we would have known about it."

"That makes sense. So why did we leave the mansion so quickly?"

"Tina can answer this one better than I can. Go ahead love."

"Thanks. I'll just get right to the point. Someone or more than one person are after us."

"Do you know who?"

"No. All I can tell you is that you are somehow connected."

"Why me?"

"Melinda hasn't taken too kindly that we are living in the mansion she wanted. She has tried on more than one occasion to take it from us but each time she has failed. Now she grudgingly lives in Mexico, or so our spy tells us."

"Who's the spy?"

"We cannot tell you that. What we can tell you is our spy reported something else. Something more disturbing."

"What is it?"

"I cannot tell you. Trust me, you are better off not knowing. If you know, then you could be in danger, maybe even killed!"

"Yikes!"

"Exactly. You are safe as long as you're unaware. Molly and I are not so lucky. We are flying to Mexico now in the hopes that by reuniting you with your mother we can end this."

"Why not give her the mansion?"

"She won't stop at having the mansion. She wants our unlimited resources so she can end all of her problems once and for all. That includes us."

"That makes sense too. Oh before I forget, are we going to stop anywhere in the United States? I would rather not step on U.S. soil."

"Why?"

"Well...I'm The Masked Marauder, and I think the police know who I am."

The girls look shocked. They look at each other, communicating silently.

"If you are telling the truth, then it isn't as bad as we thought..."

"So I'm not in any danger?"

"Oh no, you're still in danger. You won't be for very long though. Once you see your mom everything will change for you and for us."

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Chapter 11
The White Stone

"Mom? It's me, Allen. Your long lost son! Mom?"

The house is a rather large two story home. The front door was wide open, so I assumed she was here. A quick search of the house finds nothing out of the ordinary as well as no one around. Maybe she's in the back yard.

"Are you out here Mel...Mom?"

A white stone protrudes out of the ground. It looks like she was working on something. This is some type of marker. There may be something written on the other side...

Here lies Melinda Warren.
Our Leader
June 6, 1961 - August 5, 2029.

...this is no stone...this is a grave! She died a week ago this year? Something about that just doesn't add up. Am I really supposed to believe she had the same birthday as I do? I should call the girls, maybe they know what's up.

"Yes?"

"It's me, Allen. There's a gravestone in her backyard. It says she's dead. I find that very hard to believe."

The girls whisper inaudibly for a few minutes.

"Tina and I are going to stay where we are for a few days. Stay at the house and do not go anywhere until we get back. Knowing Melinda, there should be enough supplies to last for a week or so. If not, call us and we will send someone down to help you."

"So I'm just supposed to sit here and wait while you hide?"

"We aren't hiding. We have reason to keep our distance. You are in no danger to anyone as long as you stay in that house. Besides, wouldn't you rather meet your mother alone?"

"I guess so..."

"There you go. We won't be in the way of your reunion, Melinda gets something she wants and you give us something in return."

"I knew there had to be a catch! What do you want?"

"In exchange for reuniting you with your mom and her with you, both of you are going to leave us alone for the rest of our lives. Don't come near us, don't call us, and don't do anything near us!"

"That's it?"

"That's it. All we want is to be left alone."

"Ok, I'll talk to her."

"Good. Now stay there and wait for her. We'll come by in a few days once we are sure it is safe for us to go."

"Alright. Bye."

*sigh*

"What am I going to do in friggen Mexico? Watch Mexican TV? Yeah right!"

I look through the house to see if there's anything interesting to do. There's a few books. Oh, here's a computer! Maybe mom had an internet connection. I turn it on.

"Eye scanning commencing."

What the? Some scanner has scanned my eyes! Uh-oh, I hope this doesn't cause trouble!

"Scanning complete. Voice recognition required."

"Umm...Hello there?"

"Voice recognition complete. Identity confirmed. Welcome Allen."

Welcome Allen? She knew! She knew I was coming...but how did...

"Primary program running for...'Allen.' Opening word document."

Word document? Oh, she must have known she would be gone when I arrived. I wonder why she didn't just write down whatever she needed me to know...probably because it could fall into the wrong hands...

"Reading word document. 'I can no longer live in pain...'"

"Errr...Computer! Do not read document out loud. I will read it myself."

"Processing voice command. Command accepted. Terminating oral reading program...termination complete."

Ok, now let's have a look at what she wanted me to know...

I can no longer live in pain and suffering. Many things have happened to me throughout the years and I am going to kill myself. I cannot do it without writing my story...

The story continues with part 5 of The Kidnapping Chronicles, Melinda's Tale!

And coming soon, the 6th and final part of The Kidnapping Chronicles: The Masked Marauder II - Allen's Revenge (after Melinda's Tale is completed or before depending on how I want to do it.)

[Jukria]

thank you vvery much for shared !

[Redzen]

i have something to read before sleep tonight

[Mt Thor]

Great stuff! More!!!!

[bimmergirl]

Thank you!!! This warms me up

[nabisco]

nice story

[intervemt]

very good

[freepronman]

Quite an effort.