The room was completely silent as John Pressman finished speaking. He
had just confessed to the brutal rape of over 15 young, attractive
lesbian women on national television. He had laughed at the police, the
DA's office and the judicial system. He bragged about how it felt to
shove his 8 inch dick down an unwilling lesbian's throat, to look her in
the eye while he fucked her face and she choked on his cock. The soft
heavy feel as he fondled her jiggling tits. He loved the mixed smell of
her fear and disgust as he pried her legs apart and entered her for the
first time. He had tried to explain the sensation of hearing a pretty
woman beg, plead promise you anything, EVERYTHING and the satisfaction
that came when she realized that there was nothing she could do, nothing
in the world that was sweeter to you than ripping into her tender
lesbian ass, and burying your face in her cunt as far as it could
possibly go.
 
In a just world John Pressman would have gone to jail for confessing to
such terrible crimes. Unfortunately he held his news conference AFTER he
had gotten off on a technicality. The police had not gotten a warrant to
search his car, and even though it was parked in front of his house the
judge had ruled that it was separate and distinct and required its own
warrant. Under the rules of Double Jeopardy he could not be tried again.
He was a free man and there was nothing anyone could do about it. He
ended his statement with a challenge to the police. "You arrested me,
beat me, and threatened to kill me if I did not confess. Ok assholes I
confess to raping the 15 women you know about, I'll even throw in 8 more
in other states. I can't wait to get out there and rape some more. Heh,
just kidding."

He then turned and left the room laughing all the way.

Police Captain Carl Jablonski was a tired man. In the past two weeks he
had received calls from the Commissioner, the DA, The Mayor, The
Governor, The ACLU, and 6 different Gay/Lesbian activist groups. They
all said the same thing, he better catch this fucker, and it damn well
better be air-fucking-tight this time. Since John Pressman's release 5
Lesbian women had been raped. The last 2 had been left naked and hog
tied in the street outside his precinct. None of the women were willing
to testify. The poor young girls were completely shattered, John
Pressman had taken their pride, dignity, sanity and in 3 cases their
virginity. Jablonski was running out of options. He had sent 2 teams of
undercover female detectives posing as lesbian lovers to get Pressman's
attention in the bars he frequented. They were young, pretty, and
experienced detectives, who had 37 male officers backing them up; as
well as state of the art recording and surveillance technology.

 The undercover officers kissed and rubbed each other seductively in
plain sight of Pressman, to no avail. Both times he identified them as
fake lesbians, laughed in their face and went home. Jablonski had just
received word that harassment charges had been filed and a restraining
order had been issued barring him from further investigation without
showing due cause. He figured that he had one more chance to get this
sick bastard. Jablonski would be risking his good name, career, and
maybe even endangering the lives of some of the men and women in his
command.

 "No one makes a fool out of this department, and gets away with it."

 He was going to do whatever it took to put Pressman away for good.
 
Susan Miller was not a very good cop. She knew that, and the rest of her
squad knew it too. She had dreamed of being a detective for as long as
she could remember. She was going to outsmart the bad guys and protect
the innocent. It had not worked out that way. She was 27 years old and
after 8 years on the job was still assigned to traffic duty and crowd
control. She was starting to admit to herself that this might be the
best she could do. She did not really resent her job but did wish her
relationship with her fellow officers was better. Many nicknamed her
Deputy Dike, or the Luscious Lesbo. Susan was 5ft 9in tall, had soft
honey brown hair, plump 36 D breasts, and thanks to a rigorous exercise
program, a firm juicy ass.

 "If I could just find a way to get the Captain's attention I know I
could do a good job as a detective," she thought as she was walking past
the Sergeant's desk.

 "Hey Miller, get your butt up to the Captain's office right now,"
Sergeant Peterson called to her. When Susan entered Jablonski's office
he was not alone. Lieutenants from Vice, Homicide, and Tactical Command
sat in a semicircle around the Captain's desk.

 "Miller have a seat, keep your mouth shut and listen to what I have to
offer you" Jablonski ordered. We have been trying to catch the so called
Lesbian Rapist for two weeks and frankly he has made us look like fools.
Every time I send someone undercover he sniffs them out. Pressman knows
a Lesbian when he sees one. If we are going to catch him I need a real
Lesbian as bait. I have been authorized to give you a bump in pay to
Grade 39 as well as a promotion to Detective Sergeant if you
successfully apprehend Pressman."

This was too good to be true. Grade 39 paid $56,000 and she would be a
Detective at last.

"I'll do it sir!" she squealed.

 "Good you will have plenty of backup and we will plant a microrecorder
in your shoe. You will get Pressman hot and out of control. Then beg him
to stop, and tell him that he is raping you. That will be the Task
Force's cue to break in and arrest him. Is that clear?" he asked. Ok
then all you need to do is pick the female partner who will be bait with
you to get his attention. I want to make this 100% clear. There can be
no holding back on this one. I need you to get his attention. You must
pick a woman that will get you and Pressman excited. You will be
kissing, licking and rubbing yourself all over this cop. Do whatever it
takes. If you need to, strip her naked and lick her pussy clean on the
pool table, then do it. If you decide that shoving a pool cue up her ass
is the only way to get Pressman to attack, then that is what you had
better fucking do. Do you understand me Officer?!" he roared.

Susan could not help it but she felt herself getting wet from his
instructions. She could not believe her luck. She knew exactly who she
wanted, shit she had fantasized about her for almost a year now. Those
proud, perky tits and that tight, tight ass had haunted Susan's dreams
for a long time. She wanted to lick that pussy, to stick her tongue deep
in her fellow officer's ass and savor the funky aroma. Sometimes she
would hang around outside the showers to catch a peek at this small,
beautiful woman. Susan had masturbated for many a night to the
remembered image of her dripping wet perfect little naked body, begging
to be sucked and fucked. She was made to be spread, beaten into
submission, and licked until she begged for Susan's touch and taste.

 Susan knew these were just intense fantasies, she could never have this
woman, or so she had always  thought. Until now.  The Captain was
bringing her fantasy to life.

"I understand sir, I would like to have Beth Thomas as my partner. One
thing sir she is newly married, I am not sure if she will be
convincing."

Jablonski thought he was going to be sick. He had partnered with Beth's
father for 22 years. Frank had died taking a bullet meant for him. He
was Beth's Godfather and had just given her away at her wedding 2 months
ago. She loved and trusted him, and would do anything he asked. He was
going to betray her, and her father's memory.

"SHE doesn't have to be convincing. Basically you are going to rape and
molest her. I am gambling a sick bastard like Pressman will get off on
the idea of raping another rapist. Just be brutal with her and we will
have him."

 Susan was very happy as she left the Captain's office, "Don't worry sir
I will get his attention, it will look like I am raping her and enjoying
every minute of it. I promise."

 As soon as she closed the door the room erupted in protest. The other
officer's were shocked and dismayed at the details of this plan. "Grade
39 that's more than I make.. Det Sgt she is a fucking meter maid... Beth
is a good cop she deserves better than to be gift wrapped for this sick
lesbian bitch," they yelled over each other.

 " Gentlemen please hear me out. There are some details to this plan
that I neglected to cover with our young lesbian officer. We are all
having to make sacrifices on this one, and she will be no exception. You
and all 60 of your men will be asked to provide audio, and visual
recordings of John Pressman brutally raping Officer Susan Miller. There
will be no doubt about it this time. In addition to the tape we will put
on a parade of the distinguished eye witness testimony of 60+ policemen,
DA's and judges who will be on site with you. We will not stop Pressman
from raping Susan Miller. He is to be allowed to fuck her in anyway he
sees fit, for as long as he likes. If he wants her pretty little ass, it
is his. If he prefers to rip her cunt to pieces, no problem. Anything
goes. If at the end he decides to kill her, you WILL let him. We'll have
him on tape murdering a police officer. Let him get off on a
technicality then. If she survives the ordeal Susan will have earned her
promotion and every penny of her pay increase. Of course she will still
have to pass her psych exam, and be on probation just like any other new
Detective. If she fails either she can be removed from the force at MY
discretion. Considering the mental state of John Pressman's previous
victims, I don't think she will be passing any psych exams in the near
future. Get some popcorn gentleman, sit back, and let's enjoy the show."
 
John knew it was time to leave town. He had proven his superiority and
exercised his God given right to rape Lesbians but things were starting
to get out of hand. Everywhere he went he was being followed. Every
woman that he thought he might like to rape had to be carefully
scrutinized to make sure she was not a cop. It was not fair. He was
being persecuted for following his natural instincts. Ever since he
raped his first Lesbian he knew that this was to be a way of life for
him. Hell even the Constitution promises every American Life, Liberty,
and the Pursuit of Happiness. Raping Lesbians was his life, and it made
him happy. Lately he had been taking too many chances. John was
beginning to scare himself. If the police ever caught him he would be
going to jail for a long time. To make things worse he knew his fellow
inmates would jump at the chance to rape a Master Rapist.

"Yep it's time to move on and lay low for a while, just one more date
and I am outta here" John promised himself.

Beth was very nervous as she and Susan drove to the "Brassy Bitch Bar
and Grill" She kept sneaking quick glances at her new partner. Uncle
Carl had asked her to participate in this very important, dangerous
assignment, and she did not want to let him down...but she was extremely
uncomfortable with the idea of kissing another woman, especially a
Lesbian. As the car pulled to a stop outside the bar Beth turned to
Susan and said, "I guess this is it...before we go in I guess we had
better practice you know kissing and stuff, so I don't screw anything
up".

 Susan smiled at her and said "relax I'm sure you will do fine. Just
pretend I am your husband. I am just as nervous as you are, and I
promise you I will not enjoy the things that I will have to do to you in
there. But we have a duty to try our best to get this creep before he
hurts any one else. I guess you're right though a little practice is
probably a good idea." Susan leaned over and began nuzzling Beth's neck;
she gently planted several soft angel kisses on the smaller woman.
Finally she worked her way up to Beth's cheek and kissed the left and
right sides tenderly. She reached out and took Beth's dainty hands in
her own and began to softly caress them. Next Susan began to lick Beth's
lips until they parted just a crack, and she slipped a tongue inside her
mouth. As Susan started sucking on her tongue Beth was starting to
panic, but she tried to hold it together.

Then Susan began making small circles on the blue silk shirt covering
Beth's pointy little nipples.

"Mmmm, so good, such a tasty little slut."

Susan looked down at her and saw her unease. "Look, I need to know
before we get in there if I can count on you not to blow our cover. We
know this guy is a serial rapist, for all we know he is a killer too. We
are supposed to be lovers and the plan calls for me to be very
aggressive with you. Both of us could be in a lot of trouble if you
tense up in there. Can I trust you?"

Beth was a good cop, as her father was before her. You don't ever let
your partner down. She knew what she had to do.

"Don't worry I am with you partner, do whatever you have to do to me to
take this jerk off the street, I can take it". Susan gave Beth's nipples
a firm tug, and sucked her tongue hard for about 30 seconds. Then she
smiled and said good, I'll hold you to that."

 The policewomen got out of the car and walked into the bar where they
knew Pressman was waiting.

John was getting a little bored with the "Brassy Bitch". So far all the
couples were too fat, to ugly or too fucking old. He only raped grade A
lesbian meat. He preferred women who had never been fucked by men, but
any attractive lesbian would do in a pinch. John liked the "Brassy
Bitch" because it usually catered to a younger crowd, had good food and
music, and respected the privacy of its patrons. The dim lighting and
high backed booths at the tables allowed for intimate caresses,
lingering kisses, and confidential conversations. John would observe his
prey for an hour or so, and make sure it was safe to rape one of them.
He had been there for about two hours this evening and was about to give
up and go home when two young lovers caught his attention.

 One was a tall leggy dirty blonde with sweet, heavy tits, and a warm
full bottom, she was tan good looking, and athletic. John got an instant
rock hard on. Her partner was just as beautiful in a quiet mousy way.
She was about five years younger, and her sweet, baby doll physique made
him want to hear her scream, to see that pouty little mouth wrapped
around his fat, smelly cock. As John watched them he began to get more
and more aroused. The tall blonde had been deep tonguing the smaller
woman for about 15 minutes, and was visibly excited. John watched her
hands go under the table, and could not believe it when he saw the
smaller woman's panties drop to the floor around her ankles. The blonde
was clearly playing with her pussy and to John's delight, the younger
girl did not seem to like the public display. The stronger woman
brutally grabbed both of her hands and held them with one of hers on top
of the table. With her free hand she began a brutal finger fucking
assault on the unwilling pussy. Every once in a while she paused and
licked her fingers before attacking again. Her hands seemed to fumble
around for a moment and then found the smaller woman's asshole. Susan
had one finger in each hole and seemed to get off on the other woman's
discomfort. Suddenly she stood up and half dragged Beth into the hall
near the emergency exit.
John laughed as the smaller woman tripped on her own underwear, and
followed at a discreet distance to see what would happen next. Beth was
scared, Susan seemed to be out of control. She was also very
embarrassed. She knew several surveillance cameras had been installed in
the bar as well as at Pressman's residence. The thought of her fellow
officers seeing Susan stick a finger in her vagina, and up her ass was
almost too much to bear.

 "Susan what the fuck are you doing? Why did you attack me like that
nobody said you were going to rape me. Please I can't take anymore," she
sobbed.

"Shut your mouth, do you want him to hear you? We almost have him now,
he is following us, we just need to push him over the edge so he will
attack me. I am going to be risking my life in a few minutes, suck it up
partner it is almost over," Susan encouraged Beth.
 
"What do you mean push him over the edge, how are we going to do that?!"
she demanded.

 "Well Beth I am going to strip you naked in this hallway, suck your
beautiful tits, lick your pretty pussy, and taste your dirty little
butt. Finally I am going to stand over you and make suck my pussy until
I cum all over your face. Feel free to fight me, it will be more
realistic if I have to beat you into submission," Susan said with a
feral grin.
 
She then pinned Beth to the wall and brutally ripped the thin fabric of
her shirt. As Beth was not wearing a bra she immediately buried her face
in her tits and began licking, slurping and biting her small breasts.

 "O God no what are you doing, stop you are raping me, please Susan
don't do this. Somebody help me! Officer needs assistance! Uncle Carl
pleaseee!!", she screamed to the hidden camera.

Susan laughed as she positioned the smaller woman on all fours and
roughly snatched her mini skirt off of her ass. She then began mashing
and kneading Beth's ass cheeks, finally spreading them far apart and
shoving her nose deep into her ass. When she could go no further she
began taking long doggie licks up the crack of Beth's butt before
inserting her tongue in her anus.Beth was thrashing wildly on the filthy
bar room floor in an attempt to escape her rapist, but Susan was just
too strong for her.

 She pounded her once on her back, and enjoyed the "whoosh" of air that
accompanied the solid "thunk" of her fist. Beth could not catch enough
breath to scream, never mind struggle. She laid on the floor helpless as
Susan spread her thighs apart and began sloppily cleaning her pussy.
Beth was not exactly wet, but the french kissing, tit massage, and suck
had left her a little moist.

"I knew you would taste good, I have wanted this pussy for so long, and
now you belong to me. Shit you knew I was a lesbian, and still you
paraded half naked in the locker room right in front off me. You had to
know what you were doing. You are getting exactly what you deserve,
whore! Cum for me baby, cum all over my face you little cunt tease. I've
got you now." Susan laughed as she sucked Beth's clit to a forced
orgasm.

She then tenderly licked her wet pussy until it was completely clean.
Beth was in a state of shock, she was curled up in a ball on the floor
dazed and confused. "Why had none of her fellow cops come in to save
her? Was Susan really raping her or was she just trying to catch
Pressman, and why couldn't she stop herself from cumming all over
Susan's face?" Susan removed her panties and flipped Beth over on her
back. She leaned down and said "My turn lover", as she straddled Beth's
face. Susan's short skirt completely covered the smaller woman's head
blocking her view.

 "You made this wet sticky mess between my legs, now you are going to
clean it up" she said as she began gently bouncing, humping and grinding
on Beth's helpless mouth and nose. The vibration of Beth's screams, and
her hot breath gasping for air was more than enough to send Susan into a
long, powerful dripping wet orgasm.

"I am not getting off until you lick my pussy dry. "Beth was furious,
and sickened by this final humiliation, but slowly, reluctantly she
stuck her tongue in Susan's filthy sopping pussy and began to lick her
lesbian rapist dry.

John was in love. He had never wanted a woman as badly as he wanted
Susan. Usually he planned his abductions carefully. Usually he would
rather risk losing his prey rather than risk going to jail because of
poor planning. But not tonight. He had to have Susan right now. He
carefully crept down the dimly lit hallway and pulled out his 6 inch
boot knife. He did not have to worry about alerting the two women.
Beth's face was still buried under Susan's skirt, and Susan was deep
into her second orgasm caused by Beth's reluctant tongue.

Both were surprised when they heard John say, "I have a knife pressed in
your back Susan. Beth close your eyes and put your face on the floor. If
you see me I will have to kill you." Beth was not about to risk her life
for Susan, not when there were 60 cops waiting outside.

"Susan why don't we go back to my place, and get to know each other a
little better." John walked her out the emergency exit to his car
blindfolded her and they drove away.

 
Captain Jablonski was sickened by what he had just seen. That fucking
Lesbian had just raped his godchild--and he had let her. He had ignored
her screams for help. He had watched poor Beth being raped on camera.
Worse still he had watched some of her fellow policemen ENJOYING it.  No
way he was going to risk tailing Pressman too closely and being spotted.

"Hang back, we know where he lives. All units wait 2 minutes and then
head out. "

He could hardly wait to see Susan's rape. After all she deserved it.

Susan struggled to remain calm as she entered John's apartment.

 "My God this is the place. More young, lesbian women had been brutally
raped in this room, than had EVER been raped in a single place in the
entire history of the world" she thought to herself. Now she was here
she had to be strong. This was her chance to stop a truly evil person,
to justify what she had done to Beth. If she could arrest John Pressman
her career, her whole life would have meaning. At least she was not
alone. Her fellow police officers were moving into position. As soon as
she asked for help they would kick down the door and come running in to
save her. John removed her blindfold  and allowed her to adjust to the
bright light.
 
"Can I get you anything before we get started" he asked in a civil tone.
"No.... allll rightyy then why don't you get on your knees and start
sucking my cock."

Susan acted as if she was surprised.

 " You know I am a lesbian I can't suck a man's nasty cock, and if you
try to force me I will call the police. You would go to jail for rape.
This has gone far enough, I am leaving now," she said as she headed for
the door.

 John punched her as hard as he could in the stomach and then gave her a
vicious backhand that spun her around and knocked Susan to the floor. He
took out his boot knife and said,"Open your mouth bitch. Since you don't
want to suck my cock you can suck on this instead. Susan was stunned,
bleeding, and in pain she began to lose her composure.

 "Please don't hurt me, don't rayuhhh", she choked as John stuck his
knife into her open mouth.

 "Suck it bitch, suck my knife or I'm gonna fuck your face with it. I
want you to lick it, suck it, and then deepthroat it. John made her suck
his knife for about 5 minutes. Susan's mouth and tongue were bleeding
from several accidental, superficial cuts.

"Let's try this again. I am going to ask you if I can fuck the various
holes on your body with my nasty man cock. Every time you say no I will
assume that you would rather have me fuck you with this nice clean knife
instead. Maybe you will enjoy it shoved to the hilt in your round, juicy
ass, perhaps you get hot at the thought of me fucking this knife into
your tight wet snatch. Who am I to judge you. If that's the way you want
it I will do my best to fuck the living shit out of you with my little
friend. "

 Susan began to cry as John's 8 inch cock was put in front of her face.

"Why are you doing this, why are you raping me. Please somebody help me.
Help Police!!!" she screamed hysterically.

John laughed and said" Scream all you want the walls in here are 100%
soundproof. You know the funny thing is the police had about a dozen
video cameras at my apartment, if we were there they probably would be
kicking in my door right now. That's why I took you to a buddy's house.
Ronald's just gonna eat you up."

John was still chuckling to himself as he spread Susan's beautiful ass
and began dry fucking her.

 "You are under arrest, I am a police woman, stop fucking my ass and put
your hands on top of your head. Do you hear me! I am a Lesbian police
woman, do as I say right now!" Susan blubbered.

"Beautiful, sexy, a fellow rapist AND she has a sense of humor. I think
me and Ronald are going to enjoy fucking you  for a long, long time."

Susan's screams, and John's laughter mingled together to make a fine,
rich harmony long into the night.

Author's Note
 

I received an interesting e-mail a few weeks back. It seems I offended
someone because I do not put story codes in the header. According to
this well meaning individual this is extremely poor taste. It did not
exactly piss me off but I mean come on! The title of my stories usually
have the word rape, betrayal--something to let you know what's cumming.
I have to believe that anyone reading them knows what they are in for.
If they don't well that's just too fucking bad. This is adult erotic
fiction fantasy. I am a reasonable person. If anybody was completely
surprised, and horribly offended by any of my stories drop me a line

 Intelligent specific suggestions will always receive a courteous reply.
The above story had M/F, F/F violence, nc. Usually there will be a
little "inc" as well.

There now I can rest easy.

Jaz