(This is where the Lesbian Rapist/Police Woman Betrayed story begins. I
guess you can read them out of order if you want to.
 

John did not like to think of himself as a rapist. When you think about
it it really is not his fault. Susan Johnson must accept the lion's
share of blame. If it wasn't for her there are a lot of young lesbian
women who would never have been raped. Susan had a problem. Her parents
had spent $60,000 putting her through college to get a degree in 19th
century poetry. Unfortunately she found that there is not a great demand
for jobs in this field in the 20th century. Her father told her that the
free ride was over. They would no longer pay for her apartment or give
her an allowance. She would have to get a real job or move back home.

 Susan was 24 years old and it was time to grow up. Moving back was
definitely not an option for Susan. So she made up some BS resumes and
filled out several applications. She was finally hired as a Customer
Service/Tech Support Rep in a Sales and Marketing firm. The salary was
more than she could have hoped for. The only problem was Susan was way
under qualified to do this job.

That is where John came in. John was a nice enough guy and Susan
suspected he had a big crush on her. Who could blame him? With her short
sexy body, curly red hair and green eyes Susan was very attractive. John
was your average guy and was a little shy around women, especially
attractive women. Susan did not mind his attentions as long as it did
not get out of hand. She was often able to get him to do her work, or
answer the really difficult questions. She had made it through her first
2 weeks without a major screw up. Then it happened.

 "Susan can I see you in my office" her boss asked. " I need you to run
an RMDS 3rd/4th quarter comparison. Then import it to Excel and include
a 3D graph of success and failures in our NY, Boston and Los Angeles
markets. Please have it on my desk by 9AM Monday," he instructed.

 "Shit, oh shit, oh shitty shit shit!" Susan screamed to herself. She
was never going to be able to fake her way through that. She was going
to be fired. Unless...

"Hey John what are you doing this weekend, I was hoping maybe we could
get together," she asked.

 "Sure thing Susan I would really like that," he replied. Susan figured
a little flirtation, a harmless date, and perhaps a quick kiss
goodnight. What could it hurt? She would wrap him around her little
finger and get him to run the stupid report for her. "Yeah what could it
hurt?"

John was in love. He could not believe that a woman as sexy and funny as
Susan would be attracted to him but she was. She asked HIM out. He made
reservations at the most expensive, romantic restaurant in town. He did
not even get mad when Susan ordered steak AND lobster. They went to see
River Dance. He did not care for it but sometimes you do things for the
woman you love that you ordinarily would not do. When he took her home
Susan invited him in for coffee.

"How do you take it?" she asked.

"Sweet creamy, and hot, just like you." he boldly replied.

 When she put the coffee down and sat next to him John decided it was
time to make his move. He put one arm around her and began softly
kissing her. His hands began a slow gentle massage of her breasts,
paying special attention to her nipples.

 "Uh John...John what are you doing?" she asked.

 This was getting out of hand. What the fuck did he think he was doing
putting his sweaty man hands on her breasts? If she had to kiss him a
little to get his help she could tolerate that but he was not going to
do this. John began undoing the buttons on her pants.

"I love you Susan and now I am ready to make love with you," he told
her.

"Oh Puhleasee. John that is enough I am not interested in you at all. I
just needed some help at work and I thought a date might get you to
help. It was all a misunderstanding. It is really kind of funny, you see
I am a lesbian," she laughed.

The absurdity of it got to Susan and she had a giggle fit. "You luh, luh
love me, hah hah ha ha," she sobbed.

John wasn't laughing. He could not believe it. She had played him for a
fool. Stole over $100 of his money on a fake date, and now was laughing
in his face. That little fucking bitch was NOT going to laugh at him.
John grabbed her hair and pulled her over for a kiss to shut her up. He
pushed her back on he couch and pinned her.

"Wh what are you doing... get off me you prick. I told you I'm a
lesbian. How stupid are you?!" she demanded.

 But John was too far gone for that. He pulled her shirt off and began
unfastening her bra before Susan knew what was happening. His face was
now buried in her breasts and he was suckling her left tit. Susan
started to panic. This had to be a nightmare, she could not be getting
raped. But she was. Susan began to struggle as John pulled her pants
off.

 "I'll scream" she warned.

"Susan listen to me. This is going to happen. You started it and now
there is nothing you can do to stop me. I am going to rape your lying
ass, suck your milky tits, and fuck your lesbian pussy. If you want me
to beat the shit out of you for screaming just try me," John said. He
then stood up and pulled her up onto his shoulder, and carried her back
to the bedroom. Susan began thrashing about trying to grab the wall, the
door frame, anything to slow him down. All she had on was her panties
and she knew that if he got her into her bedroom it would be over.

 He got her in the bedroom.

 John dumped her on the bed. He liked the way her little titties bounced
around as she lay sprawled on the bed. "Take your panties off and spread
your legs for me," he ordered. Susan began crying, "I can't I am sorry
please don't make me do this. I am a lesbian!! Don't you understand I
cannot do this. Please John I am begging you just leave and I will
forget this ever happened," she begged. Susan was not just a lesbian.
She had known she was different since she was 13 years old when she fell
in love with her older sister's best friend. She was never attracted to
boys. Susan was a lesbian virgin. She was proud of that. John was about
to take that away from her.

 " Susan the one thing I can promise you is that you will never forget
this happened. I never thought that I would rape a woman, but you made
me do it. I never thought that I would beat a woman but if you do not
get those fucking panties off right fucking now and spread your legs for
me I am going to hurt you. Once I start hitting you I don't know if I
will be able to stop. Please Susan help me not to hurt you," he said.

Susan 's hands were trembling, and she was softly crying as she did it,
but she took her panties off. John decided to be nice about it.
"Where do you want me to begin. Would you like me to fuck you, suck you
or butt you?" John asked.

"I guess suck me", Susan said in a small voice.

John took his clothes off and crawled on top of her.

 "Stick out your tongue and say AH." He began by sucking her pointy pink
tongue. As his saliva began running into her mouth and he bean making
animal sucking noises Susan fought not to show her utter disgust.

"Has he been chewing on shit or what?" Susan thought, as John's chronic
halitosis permeated her nose and mouth. She was afraid to piss him off
though and had decided to do whatever it took to survive the rape. Maybe
if she cooperated it would be over quickly.

 This is terrific John thought, as he was softly licking and sucking
Susan's neck. As he moved down to her nipples he nibbled on them until
they became erect.

"I knew you would start to enjoy yourself, maybe you aren't really gay
and have just needed a man to love you and take control," John
theorized. John licked the stub of Susan's outie belly button and
savored the slightly stinky aroma. Finally he reached her cunt. He began
taking long doggie licks, in Susan's pussy. She was bone dry.

 "I am going to get Susie nice and juicy before I fuck her pussy" he
rhymed. As Susan felt his long, hot tongue sliding in and out of her she
began to feel a familiar sensation.
"No way, no fucking way, I will not have an orgasm while getting raped
by a man," Susan vowed.

John peeled her apart and found her clit bump. He then began a
concentrated oral massage. He could see that it was having an affect as
Susan began sweating and panting, and her vagina began to leak fuck
fluid.

"Okay Susan it is time for your next decision. I am going to fuck you
now. Should I fuck your ass or your pretty little cunt?" John asked in
an excited tone. Susan did not know which to choose, but finally decided
that at least her vagina was wet. She knew that straight women let men
do this to them all of the time so maybe it would not be too bad,
especially if she could get him off quick.

"Fuck my pussy John, fuck me now!" she demanded. John was happy to
oblige. Hr slipped his fat cock into her pussy about 3 inches whenhe hit
her hymen. John bent down and kssed her deeply as he ripped through it.
The feeling of her soft, wet mouth and the moans and pained panting was
very special to him. As he slid 8 inches of man meat down her pussy
throat, he began stabbing her wildly with his cock. John was loving the
sensation of her tight warm pussy pulling on his cock. Her moans of
pleasure were driving him on to an orgasm.

" God she is really getting into it," John thought. She kept saying,
"Don't stop. Don't stop" over and over. "Don't worry baby I won't stop
until you come" he promised. Susan could not believe the pain he was
inflicting on her. She was no longer in danger of having an orgasm. His
savage fucking was impeding her ability to speak. In fact all she could
do was beg him to stop. Don't do this to her please "Don't...stop".

Now he was saying that he would not stop until he made her cum. Well
that was never going to happen. Would he be stupid enough to believe it
if she faked it?

 "Ooh baby I am coming, you feel so good I love it, you are the best I
have ever had, yesyesyesuhhhh" she lied as she grabbed his ass and
ground her pussy into him. John started spurting inside her, pulled out
and shot a load on her pointy tits, and finally straddled her face and
cleaned his dick on her nose and lips. As he rested his balls and penis
on Susan's face, he thought how lucky he was to have found a woman that
he could love. His instincts had been right about her. Yes she was a
lesbian but he would not hold that against her. Yes she had lied and
used him, but deep down he knew they could make a life together. John
was happy as he held Susan in his arms and drifted off to sleep.

Epilogue
 

John was awakened by the police kicking in the door to Susan's bedroom.
He looked at Susan in shock and disbelief. "That bitch, that bitch, that
little, fucking bitch!! She had done it to him again. She must have
called the police while I was sleeping,while she laid in my arms and
held me. How could she betray me like that." John thought to himself.

 "Sir stand up move away from the lady and put your hands on top of your
head," the officer ordered. As John was led away he looked Susan in he
eye and said" this is not over, we are at war I will never forgive you
this time."

John was convicted on Jan 26th and spent two years in jail for rape. He
was a model prisoner, went to rape counseling and received an early
parole. He had plenty of time to think in prison and he decided that he
could either try to put his life back together or allow this one
incident to affect him forever. John realized that he could never go
back to the life he used to have. He had to accept who and what he was.
He was a Lesbian Rapist and damn it, he was proud to be one! He had
never been so happy as when he raped Susan's unwilling virgin pussy. He
knew that he would be raping Susan/bitch soon. Real soon. John planned
to ruin her, to rape her over and over again, he was a part of her life
now. He would destroy this woman, allow her to rebuild, to recover; and
then rape her sweet lesbian pussy again. Once a year should do it.

 It was hardly his fault, Susan had earned this. She had triggered
something inside of John that he never even knew was there, but it must
have been. An evil that had lain dormant, lurking just below the
surface, waiting for a chance to be released to usurp control of John's
white bread existence. But now that he had acquired a taste for virgin
lesbians where could he find them? After giving it some thought it came
to him.

"Gay bars are full of lesbian bitches just like Susan ripe for the
raping," John thought as he walked up to Susan's apartment. He rang the
bell and Beth, Susan's pretty new lover, answered the door. "Is Susan
here?" he asked," tell her it is an old friend, she is expecting me."

 As Susan came out of the kitchen and saw him she began to scream.

Author's Note

I am not your mom, dad, or best friend so you do not have to listen to
me. But if you are teetering on the edge and my little tale has pushed
you over please try this handy little tip. Pull your pants down and run
into a gay bar and say

" I am a naughty little boy who needs a stern daddy to fuck him up the
ass. Won't somebody help me?"

 Let me know how it turns out for you. Oh yeah just say no to drugs, eat
your spinach, and for god's sake clean your filthy room! There now I can
rest easy.

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