GYM RAPE

BY STU

[ part 1 ]

It took weeks of observation and planning to make sure his efforts would pay off. He sat in his car parked in the shopping center where the gym was located. The back door to the gym was always open and he could see the young girls working out on the equipment through the door. He watched for the first few days to figure out the pattern and then chose a Thursday for his plan. On Thursday the gym teacher went home and left one or two girls to practice alone until their parents came about an hour later. One girl was there more often than the other. He would watch her come out of the back door when her Mom or Dad pulled up. She looked about 12 or 13, short black hair, very pretty. He decided that she would be his target.

After a week or two more observation he was ready to move. He prepared his duffle bag with every possible item he would need and some things he didn't know whether he would use. He had plenty of rope, his whip, many sizes of dildoes, and so on. Most important was his hunting knife, sharp as he could make it. Finally Thursday arrived.

Just after the gym teacher pulled out of the lot, he got out of his car. Carrying his duffle bag, he went up to the back door of the gym. Inside, the young girl was practicing on the unparallel bars. Before entering the door he took a look inside to be sure she was alone.

He quickly moved inside the door and closed it. The young girl had not noticed him enter until he slammed the door and locked it. It didn't take long before she dismounted and saw her situation. He had to assert his control immediately before she began to panic. He pulled his hunting knife out of it's holster and approached her while telling her that if she did not do exactly as he said she would get hurt.

She was shaking with terror and it took quite a bit of reassurance that he would not hurt her unless she disobeyed him before she calmed down a bit. He ordered her to stand on the mat in front of him. She slowly approached him. The first order of business was a careful inspection of his prize.

He told her to stand still and he moved closer. She was about four and a half feet tall which brought her to about his chest. She was probably about 12 but looked even younger because her body seemed to be just maturing. He figured that all of the gymnastics exercise had retarded her growth a bit. She was very thin and he could see her ribs heaving up and down though her leotard because of her nervious panting. Her eyes were looking at the mat so he told her to look directly at him. She had very short, jet black hair which was absolutely straight. Her skin was a light tan. Her eyes were light blue. Her eyebrows were sparse and thin but jet black like her hair. She had a tiny round nose. Her lips were pale and full, and her face was a nice round shape. She really had the face of a boy. Looking over her figure he came to the conclusion that if it were not for the small mounds in her chest and lack of bulge in her crotch, she would easily be mistaken for a boy. At this age a girl's ass is still tiny and her thighs are thin, just like a boy's. Added to this was her slightly muscular build due to her gymnastics and she looked even more like a boy. He felt a bit sorry for her. She probably was called a boy more than she was called a girl.

These was a small bead of sweat on her upper lip. He really wanted to plant a big kiss on her soft lips, but that would come later. She was sweating as the result of her recent workout or her nervousness, but probably both. That was fine with him. He found the smell of sweat to be intoxicating and allowed himself to breath her in deeply as his face was just inches away from her body. He could smell the young girl's faint body odor. In a few years the odor would be stronger and she would need a deoderant, but for now it was obvious her immature body did not give off a strong enough odor to offend anyone.

She was dressed in a white leotard with long sleeves. The outfit clung tightly to her body and he could see every curve and bump. As he moved his eyes down to her torso he could make out a bra underneath her outfit. The straps were very thin since she had so little to hold up. The front of the leotard was soaked in sweat. He continued over her flat, muscular tummy and down to her crotch. With his face just inches from her sex, he inhaled again deeply. Here the odor was slightly different with a mix of sweat and probably a dash of pussy juice. Not that she was sexually excited, but all that exercise of spreading her legs must have squeezed a few drops of her natural lubrication out. He could see from her panty lines that she was wearing underwear. He was a bit disappointed that he could not see her nipples or the lips of her cunt through her outfit, but he had the power to change that.

His first gauge of her sexual maturity would come with an inspection of her legs for hair growth. He closely inspected her thin, muscular thighs, whose circumfrence was only slightly larger than the rest of her leg. He loved the thin legs of a young girl. He moved down to her calves and saw only a sparse covering of fine black hairs. He guessed that her hair was so fine that she never had needed to shave her legs. The skin on her legs was the same light tan as her face. Since it was Summer, he guessed that her skin tanned easily and he could not make out a tan line with her leotard on.

He moved behind her but instructed her to remain still. She obviously did not trust him and not being able to see what he was doing made her more nervous. Her outfit was creeping into her ass crack and under normal conditions she would have rembered to pull it out, as girls are constantly doing with leotards and bathing suits. He could see the edges of her firm, tiny ass peeking out the edge of her outfit. The skin was a few shades lighter that the rest of her and the skin appeared to be smooth and firm. In fact, from what he had seen, the girl's entire complection was absolutely flawless. He continued up her back noticing the bumps of her tiny spine. Like the front of the leotard, the back was soaked with sweat in the middle. He moved back to the front of her. It was question and answer time.