Rape Bait - Story (and fantasy) - Rape Board

F27inSxyHiHeels · 03-29-2010, 04:40 PM

Sara is 29 with reddish brown hair. She stands 5-3 barefoot and 115 pounds with a 34b chest)

It was late February when the trial finally started. The defendent was accused of raping 4 young women. The entire city was preoccupied with the trial. Most people had little doubt he was guilty given the evidence presented. Different articles of clothing from each of the four women was found in his house. Each of the victims gave vivid accounts of the horrors they had been put through by the defendant. Each had been tied down and repeatedly raped orally, vaginally, and anally over a period of days. The first expert witness was a psychologist who testified that there was no way the defendant could be rehabilitated and that he posed a serious threat to society. Later in the trial the defense attorney began to question the warrant that was used to check the defendant's house for evidence. What seemed like nothing quickly became a serious issue. The warrant had a typo on it and the house number was in fact incorrect. The judge had no choice but to throw out the only evidence they had to convict him. As a result the defendant was set free.

Women in the city lived in fear of the man who had been set free. People found out where he lived and harrassed him constantly. Sara had followed the trial and the fact that he was so dangerous appealed to her a great deal. Sara saw this as a a perfect chance for her to put herself in real danger. She decided to look up his address. It was on the other side of the city. Sara got in her car and drove by his house. She was trembling as she drove past. The house was run down and a few windows had been broken and boarded up and shingles were loose. She thought to herself, "He is inside there." Each day that week Sara drove past the house slowing down as she approached it. She felt in danger just by being near it. She was terrified and she loved it.

The following week Sara decided to take her risk taking a step further. She wanted to walk past the house. Early March was still cold but Sara wanted to make herself as sexy as possible given the weather. She put on a tight red sweater that showed off her 34b chest along with a pair of skin tight black jeans. She added a pair of black boots with 4-inch heels. Sara could barely drive she was so scared and excited. She parked a block away and walked past the house. She was a little disappointed that nothing happened but then again what did she expect? Sara continued her sexy cat and mouse game for the next few days but each day the same result...nothing.

She kept up the game of walking past the house each day and as the spring weather became warmer Sara began to show more and more of herself. Sweaters became half tops, jeans became skirts and boots became strappy high heeled sandals yet the result was the same...nothing....or so Sara thought. She continued to walk past the house each day. She began to think he was not even inside until one day Sara saw a basement window shade move slightly. Was he inside? Was he watching her?

Little did Sara realize she had become the object of his obsession. He had in fact noticed her walk past shortly after she started and looked for her each day. Sara continued her sexual cat and mouse game even after she knew he was watching her. She was stricken with fear every time she walked past the house but at the same time it made her wet.

He tried to downplay his evil thoughts but whenever he saw Sara it was impossible. Every day when he saw her walk past he would touch himself thinking of what he wanted to do to her. He waited eagerly to see what Sara would wear each day. He grew especially excited whenever Sara wore a short skirt or showed her bare midriff or bare shoulders but it was her high heels and sexy feet that drove him to his unhealthy obsession with her. He wanted her...badly.

As more time passed he had become completely obsessed with Sara. Each day he would wait for her to walk by so he could touch himself and run through in his mind exactly what he wanted to do to her. One day while walking past Sara noticed the basement curtain was open. She knew he was watching her. The next day Sara noticed the front door had been cracked and left open. Would she dare to go inside? Sara had become so preoccupied with taking risks that she was not thinking clearly. She went home that night and decided she would take the ultimate risk and go inside the house tomorrow. The next morning Sara went to the mall to pick out something special to wear. She found a tight black half top and tight black mini skirt and a pair of 5-inch black strappy sandals. She went home to get dressed. Sara put on some extra makeup and painted her finger and toenails a slutty dark pink. When she finished she looked at herself in the mirror from head to toe and thought, "My God I look like rape bait." She was trembling from both the fear and excitement of what she was about to do......

Around 5:00 Sara got in her car and drove to a block away from the house. She got out of the car and started walking. The sun was just about down and dusk was setting in. She got scared as she turned the corner and saw the house. As she got closer she noticed the door was again cracked open. The wooden steps up to the house creaked as her 5-inch heels touched them. She was trembling as she pushed the door open and slowly walked inside. The house was filthy and it smelled horrible and was cold. Sara looked around and saw a steep flight of stairs going down to what appeared to be the basement. She started walking down carefully in her heels. When she finally got to the bottom she was overcome with more fear than she had ever felt before. Sara saw hundreds of pictures of herself walking past the house. He had been stalking her for months and now she was inside his house. The excitement she felt from the danger had now turned to outright terror. Sara stumbled quickly to get up the stairs and run for the exit. When she got to the door it had been locked with a key from the inside. She pulled on it with no luck. Panic set in as she ran to look for another way out of the house. Before she could realize what had happened she was grabbed from behind and a cloth put over her mouth. Sara struggled for a minute and then blacked out......

Sara was in a fog when she woke up. Everything was blurry. She could feel something cold on her wrists and ankles. She had been chained to a bed spread eagle. She started to strugggle for a minute and then realized it was useless. This was way more than she had bargained for. The door opened slowly and he walked towards her. Sara was trembling with fear.

"Well, well, well," he said, "Look what wandered into my house."

"I'm sorry," Sara said, "Oh God please let me go, please."

"Oh no," he said as he sat down and started caressing her cheek, Sara started sobbing.

"I noticed you from the first day you walked past my house," he said, "in that red top, tight black pants, and those nice sexy boots. Then you got brave and started showing more skin. I loved seeing your bare midriff (as he touched it), your beautiful legs (as he touched them), your bare shoulders (as he touched them) but most of all your feet and toes (as he bent over and gently kissed the sexy toes on Sara's left foot). You have no idea how badly I want you."

Makeup was running down Sara's face from her tears. A feeling of helplessness and terror had overcome her. Sara's ordeal was about to begin......

Sara begged and pleaded but to no avail. He left her chained to the bed. Her arms hurt so much from being stretched. About an hour later he returned to the room, locked the door, and started taking off his clothes. He pushed up Sara's skirt and saw she had nothing underneath it and got very excited. He climbed on top of her restrained body and started kissing her. Sara resisted as much as she could but he forced his tongue in her mouth and she could feel his drool as he kissed her. "I want you so badly," he said over and over again. Sara struggled but the chains and shackles made it useless. As he was kissing her she felt him his unprotected bare cock enter her. He licked and kissed her bare shoulders and neck. She was terrified but could do nothing to stop the assault. He started grunting and pushing deeper and deeper inside her. Sara was helpless. She felt him throbbing inside her and then finally felt the release of his warm cum deep inside her womb. He climbed off of her and left the room. His cum was leaking out of Sara. She heard him lock the door from the outside. Sara cried herself to sleep......

The next morning he returned to the room and released Sara from her shackles.

"Get on your knees," he said.

Sara stumbled in her heels and quickly followed the order. He unbuttoned his pants to reveal his rock hard cock. He grabbed a handful of her reddish brown hair and simply said, "Open your mouth."

Sara was hysterical crying and begging him not to do it. Sara slowly opened her mouth and he jammed his cock in until she gagged. He pulled her head back and forth on his cock as it throbbed in her mouth. The remains of her makeup were running down her face. The forced oral went on for minutes until he started shaking followed by a load of cum in Sara's mouth.

"Hold it in your mouth," he said, "Don't swallow it. I want to see it." Sara opened her mouth to reveal his cum then swallowed it.

He put her back on the bed except this time she was face down with her wrists and ankles spread.

"You can lay here and think about what's coming next," he said laughing.

Sara laid there in complete fear as her bare petite asshole was exposed. He came back in hours later and started licking her asshole and kissing it. He took off his pants and climbed on Sara. His cock was dry but he tried to force it into her with no luck. She screamed in pain. He tried again but this time stretched her as she screamed more. Finally he was inside her. She was so tight and her screaming aroused him more. She felt a tear and screamed in pain. After much more painful pushing she felt him unload the warm load deep in her ass.

He assaulted Sara each day until she became completely numb to it. She laid there barely moving like a helpless rag doll and let him fill her body with his cum each day. She was barely conscious but the last thing she remembered thinking was "Why did I walk into that house?"

Forced02 · 03-29-2010, 05:05 PM

you do realise theres a section for stories

jwham · 03-29-2010, 05:06 PM

That’s a HOT story, F27, I would love to read what becomes of Sara in a follow up.
This story would be a great addition to the “Rape Stories” section of RB. + Rep.

03-29-2010, 04:40 PM	#1
F27inSxyHiHeels Junior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: USA Posts: 26 Reputation: 43	Rape Bait - Story (and fantasy) Sara is 29 with reddish brown hair. She stands 5-3 barefoot and 115 pounds with a 34b chest) It was late February when the trial finally started. The defendent was accused of raping 4 young women. The entire city was preoccupied with the trial. Most people had little doubt he was guilty given the evidence presented. Different articles of clothing from each of the four women was found in his house. Each of the victims gave vivid accounts of the horrors they had been put through by the defendant. Each had been tied down and repeatedly raped orally, vaginally, and anally over a period of days. The first expert witness was a psychologist who testified that there was no way the defendant could be rehabilitated and that he posed a serious threat to society. Later in the trial the defense attorney began to question the warrant that was used to check the defendant's house for evidence. What seemed like nothing quickly became a serious issue. The warrant had a typo on it and the house number was in fact incorrect. The judge had no choice but to throw out the only evidence they had to convict him. As a result the defendant was set free. Women in the city lived in fear of the man who had been set free. People found out where he lived and harrassed him constantly. Sara had followed the trial and the fact that he was so dangerous appealed to her a great deal. Sara saw this as a a perfect chance for her to put herself in real danger. She decided to look up his address. It was on the other side of the city. Sara got in her car and drove by his house. She was trembling as she drove past. The house was run down and a few windows had been broken and boarded up and shingles were loose. She thought to herself, "He is inside there." Each day that week Sara drove past the house slowing down as she approached it. She felt in danger just by being near it. She was terrified and she loved it. The following week Sara decided to take her risk taking a step further. She wanted to walk past the house. Early March was still cold but Sara wanted to make herself as sexy as possible given the weather. She put on a tight red sweater that showed off her 34b chest along with a pair of skin tight black jeans. She added a pair of black boots with 4-inch heels. Sara could barely drive she was so scared and excited. She parked a block away and walked past the house. She was a little disappointed that nothing happened but then again what did she expect? Sara continued her sexy cat and mouse game for the next few days but each day the same result...nothing. She kept up the game of walking past the house each day and as the spring weather became warmer Sara began to show more and more of herself. Sweaters became half tops, jeans became skirts and boots became strappy high heeled sandals yet the result was the same...nothing....or so Sara thought. She continued to walk past the house each day. She began to think he was not even inside until one day Sara saw a basement window shade move slightly. Was he inside? Was he watching her? Little did Sara realize she had become the object of his obsession. He had in fact noticed her walk past shortly after she started and looked for her each day. Sara continued her sexual cat and mouse game even after she knew he was watching her. She was stricken with fear every time she walked past the house but at the same time it made her wet. He tried to downplay his evil thoughts but whenever he saw Sara it was impossible. Every day when he saw her walk past he would touch himself thinking of what he wanted to do to her. He waited eagerly to see what Sara would wear each day. He grew especially excited whenever Sara wore a short skirt or showed her bare midriff or bare shoulders but it was her high heels and sexy feet that drove him to his unhealthy obsession with her. He wanted her...badly. As more time passed he had become completely obsessed with Sara. Each day he would wait for her to walk by so he could touch himself and run through in his mind exactly what he wanted to do to her. One day while walking past Sara noticed the basement curtain was open. She knew he was watching her. The next day Sara noticed the front door had been cracked and left open. Would she dare to go inside? Sara had become so preoccupied with taking risks that she was not thinking clearly. She went home that night and decided she would take the ultimate risk and go inside the house tomorrow. The next morning Sara went to the mall to pick out something special to wear. She found a tight black half top and tight black mini skirt and a pair of 5-inch black strappy sandals. She went home to get dressed. Sara put on some extra makeup and painted her finger and toenails a slutty dark pink. When she finished she looked at herself in the mirror from head to toe and thought, "My God I look like rape bait." She was trembling from both the fear and excitement of what she was about to do...... Around 5:00 Sara got in her car and drove to a block away from the house. She got out of the car and started walking. The sun was just about down and dusk was setting in. She got scared as she turned the corner and saw the house. As she got closer she noticed the door was again cracked open. The wooden steps up to the house creaked as her 5-inch heels touched them. She was trembling as she pushed the door open and slowly walked inside. The house was filthy and it smelled horrible and was cold. Sara looked around and saw a steep flight of stairs going down to what appeared to be the basement. She started walking down carefully in her heels. When she finally got to the bottom she was overcome with more fear than she had ever felt before. Sara saw hundreds of pictures of herself walking past the house. He had been stalking her for months and now she was inside his house. The excitement she felt from the danger had now turned to outright terror. Sara stumbled quickly to get up the stairs and run for the exit. When she got to the door it had been locked with a key from the inside. She pulled on it with no luck. Panic set in as she ran to look for another way out of the house. Before she could realize what had happened she was grabbed from behind and a cloth put over her mouth. Sara struggled for a minute and then blacked out...... Sara was in a fog when she woke up. Everything was blurry. She could feel something cold on her wrists and ankles. She had been chained to a bed spread eagle. She started to strugggle for a minute and then realized it was useless. This was way more than she had bargained for. The door opened slowly and he walked towards her. Sara was trembling with fear. "Well, well, well," he said, "Look what wandered into my house." "I'm sorry," Sara said, "Oh God please let me go, please." "Oh no," he said as he sat down and started caressing her cheek, Sara started sobbing. "I noticed you from the first day you walked past my house," he said, "in that red top, tight black pants, and those nice sexy boots. Then you got brave and started showing more skin. I loved seeing your bare midriff (as he touched it), your beautiful legs (as he touched them), your bare shoulders (as he touched them) but most of all your feet and toes (as he bent over and gently kissed the sexy toes on Sara's left foot). You have no idea how badly I want you." Makeup was running down Sara's face from her tears. A feeling of helplessness and terror had overcome her. Sara's ordeal was about to begin...... Sara begged and pleaded but to no avail. He left her chained to the bed. Her arms hurt so much from being stretched. About an hour later he returned to the room, locked the door, and started taking off his clothes. He pushed up Sara's skirt and saw she had nothing underneath it and got very excited. He climbed on top of her restrained body and started kissing her. Sara resisted as much as she could but he forced his tongue in her mouth and she could feel his drool as he kissed her. "I want you so badly," he said over and over again. Sara struggled but the chains and shackles made it useless. As he was kissing her she felt him his unprotected bare cock enter her. He licked and kissed her bare shoulders and neck. She was terrified but could do nothing to stop the assault. He started grunting and pushing deeper and deeper inside her. Sara was helpless. She felt him throbbing inside her and then finally felt the release of his warm cum deep inside her womb. He climbed off of her and left the room. His cum was leaking out of Sara. She heard him lock the door from the outside. Sara cried herself to sleep...... The next morning he returned to the room and released Sara from her shackles. "Get on your knees," he said. Sara stumbled in her heels and quickly followed the order. He unbuttoned his pants to reveal his rock hard cock. He grabbed a handful of her reddish brown hair and simply said, "Open your mouth." Sara was hysterical crying and begging him not to do it. Sara slowly opened her mouth and he jammed his cock in until she gagged. He pulled her head back and forth on his cock as it throbbed in her mouth. The remains of her makeup were running down her face. The forced oral went on for minutes until he started shaking followed by a load of cum in Sara's mouth. "Hold it in your mouth," he said, "Don't swallow it. I want to see it." Sara opened her mouth to reveal his cum then swallowed it. He put her back on the bed except this time she was face down with her wrists and ankles spread. "You can lay here and think about what's coming next," he said laughing. Sara laid there in complete fear as her bare petite asshole was exposed. He came back in hours later and started licking her asshole and kissing it. He took off his pants and climbed on Sara. His cock was dry but he tried to force it into her with no luck. She screamed in pain. He tried again but this time stretched her as she screamed more. Finally he was inside her. She was so tight and her screaming aroused him more. She felt a tear and screamed in pain. After much more painful pushing she felt him unload the warm load deep in her ass. He assaulted Sara each day until she became completely numb to it. She laid there barely moving like a helpless rag doll and let him fill her body with his cum each day. She was barely conscious but the last thing she remembered thinking was "Why did I walk into that house?"

03-29-2010, 05:05 PM	#2
Forced02 Member Join Date: Oct 2007 Posts: 90 Reputation: 1195	you do realise theres a section for stories

03-29-2010, 05:06 PM	#3
jwham Privileged Member Join Date: Nov 2008 Location: USA Posts: 1,007 Reputation: 23285	That’s a HOT story, F27, I would love to read what becomes of Sara in a follow up. This story would be a great addition to the “Rape Stories” section of RB. + Rep.