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From: Word Plaze <wordplaze@gmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Rapin' Red (M/F, NC, Light Bondage)
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Date: Mon, 12 Sep 2005 03:10:01 -0400
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 For the benefit of all you law enforcement types out there, obviously I do 
not condone rape, bondage, or forcible sex with any human or animal, and 
anything I write about is a work of pure fiction. For all of you out there 
where reading this might be illegal or who are underage, well, stop fucking 
reading it.

 Anyway, a few years back I was in line at the Post Office and I overheard 
two girls talking about a Halloween costume party that was going to happen 
on Saturday night. Both were very fuckalicious, and later that night, while 
I was remembering them with my cock in my fist, I realized that this could 
be a perfect set up to score some sweet-assed honey against her will.

 I popped over to the costume shop and picked me up a Zorro suit, which was 
perfect for what I had in mind. I cut six pieces of cord and put them in my 
pocket, along with my handy ball-gag (something no professional should be 
without) and a bandana as a blindfold. That was all I should need. 

 It was important that I wasn't invited to the costume party, so I would 
never be a suspect. The costume allowed me entry to the event without 
raising suspicion. I didn't plan to hang out with the crowd anyway. It was 
vital to select a target, and then move quickly and forcefully (what we 
called in the Army "Shock and Awe")

 I dressed up as Zorro, and showed up at the place about a half-hour after 
it had begun. I waited until four or five others were going in, and I walked 
in with them. I worked hard at being unmemorable. Bonus! There was another 
guy there as Zorro, so I had yet another layer of protection. 

 The place was packed, and there were several women who looked like real 
good prospects. There was one in a genie get-up who really did look like 
Barbara Eden (yum ...). There was a cowgirl dressed as Daisy Dukes. There 
were a couple of cheerleaders and ballerinas, and some angels and
devils. Another
as Princess Leia. Damn. Decisions, decisions.

 Then I saw her. And there was no doubt who it was gonna be. Now I just had 
to make it happen. It was Little Red Riding Hood. In a very short red
skirt. With
very long tanned legs. With one awesome ass in back and two lovely tits in 
front.

 Now I don't think there is a man out there who hasn't fantasized about 
fucking Red Riding Hood. That entire fairy tale is about rape. And I think 
my Red knew that. She was eating up the fact that she was on every man's 
short list of "who I want to fuck hard". She fit my profile ... she didn't 
really want to be raped, but she wanted every man to want to rape her. A 
real cock-teaser. Who would shortly become a cock-pleaser. Whether she 
wanted to or not.

 I went on a scouting mission upstairs, and found a nice, unused bedroom 
with a lock on the door. And you had to pass it to get to the can. I must 
have been a very good boy in a previous life to build up all this good 
karma.

 I hung around at the bottom of the steps, hoping Red would need to pee or 
powder her nose soon. It only took about fifteen minutes and I saw her kiss 
the jerk she was with on the cheek and head my way. As she walked past me, 
she gave me the sweetest smile I'd seen in years. As if my cock needed any 
more hardening ...

 Anyway, I followed her up ... and damn ... my first bit of bad luck. There was 
a couple waiting for the can. They were obviously big Star Wars fans, 
dressed as Princess Leia and Chewbacca. I wondered if the Leia girl had a 
bestiality fantasy. They were pretty much licking each other all over, so I 
figured they were gonna go in the can and screw. And then good old Red, 
obviously reading their intent as did I, asked if she could cut in front of 
them and they agreed.

 I opened up the door to the room I had scouted and waited on the opposite 
side of the hallway from the doorway. Red came out. Leia and Chewie went in. I 
looked around quickly. It all seemed to be clear. As she swayed on by, she 
looked at me kind of puzzled, as if wondering where she had seen me before, 
and why I was standing there ..........

 Too late, Babe.

 I had my arms around her and half-pushed, half-carried her through the 
doorway. I got my hand on her mouth just as she started to scream, and 
kicked the door closed. The party music was loud, and I was pretty sure no 
one had heard anything. I pushed her face down onto the floor and sat on her 
back straddling her with my knees with her arms pinned under me. I grabbed 
the ball gag, removed my hand from her mouth, and shoved the ball in her 
mouth as soon as she tried to scream. I slipped the strap around the back of 
her head and then tightened the strap.

 Then I turned my attention to her arms, and forced her hands together 
behind her back. I quickly used a cord for a temporary restraint. She was 
kicking me by bending her knees and kicking her heels backwards. She 
couldn't get the leverage to make it painful, but it was really getting 
annoying. I turned around and grabbed her pretty blonde hair and pulled her 
head back roughly. I put my lips next to her ear and whispered 

 "Listen cunt. No one knows where you are. I can slit your fucking throat 
and no one will know or find your fucking body for hours. I don't want to 
hurt you, but I'll do whatever I have to to get what I want. And what I want 
is to fuck you. If I fucking have to, whore, I'll kill you first and fuck 
your body while it's still warm." Then I softened my voice. "But there's no 
reason for you to get hurt at all. You just do what I tell you to do, and 
everything will be fine. It'll all be over and you'll be just fine. Do you 
understand me, Angel?"

 She made no indication that she was willing to comply, so I gave her hair 
another sharp tug "Do you want me to use my knife, cunt? Maybe I'll cut a 
new hole in you to fuck." I hoped she wouldn't continue to hold out, since I 
didn't have a knife. I felt her body go limp, and I knew I had her
cowed. "Yeah,
that's right, Baby. A quick, nice fuck and I'll be out of your life."

 She was shaking and crying, and it just turned me on. I was hoping I 
wouldn't come in my pants. I stood up and pulled her to her feet. Her knees 
must have been weak, because she couldn't stand, so I hauled her over to the 
bed. 

 I put her face up on the bed, and then got my best look at her. She was 
stunning. About five-four. Short blonde hair in a page-boy cut. Beautiful 
green eyes (although they looked kinda fearful at the moment). Nice round 
tits. No bra. Her lipstick matched her costume. Yum.

 I pushed her little hoodie thing down from her shoulders, and pushed the 
little t-shirt she was wearing up over her sweet young tits. The nipples 
were erect, and her tits were kind of quivering. They looked delicious. I 
tasted one, and then the other, being very gentle with her. Once I had her 
settled down and resigned to her fate, I didn't want her to start resisting 
again. God, they were good. Firm and warm. I nuzzled on them for a few 
seconds. As I did, I moved my hands down to her short skirt and pushed it up 
to her waist.

 She didn't resist as I slid her red lacy panties down her long legs and 
over her feet. I slipped them into my pocket, since I had always taken the 
panties during rapes. Just a kind of trophy. Her pubes were light brown and 
neatly trimmed. I pushed her legs apart and looked at her sweet cunt. It 
looked delicious.

 There is a lot of incentive for guys like me to rape women. We have the 
instinct to screw every babe we see, and many of those (practically all of 
them in my case) refuse our request to use them as a sperm receptacle. Natural 
selection has made us larger and stronger than the female of the species, so 
genetically we are well-equipped to screw who the fuck we want. 

 However, not all people see it that way, feeling we have somehow become 
civilized to the point that we can ignore our base instincts. This meant 
that guys like me had to take pains not to get caught dipping our dicks in 
another man's honey pot. Back in the good old days, we could just bang the 
bitch over the head with a club and drag her by the hair back to our cave. Now 
we have to respect them. Well, I do respect them for how good they can make 
my cock feel.

 I also believe that women understand men better than we understand women. They 
accept that every man enjoys the first time he fucks a woman the best. Each 
subsequent time he fucks the same hole, it becomes more anticlimactic (pun 
intended).

 One of my sergeants in the Army once told me "Show me the hottest 
woman in the world ... she of the perfect body, beautiful face, smooth 
skin ... and I will show you a man who is tired of fucking her." 

 Anyway, my point is ... I really needed to pump this cunt quick, and then 
exit the premises, but I was torn because I also wanted to cherish and savor 
this blessed event.

 So I compromised. I got up and locked the door, and returned to her and 
immediately buried my face between her thighs. I was wearin' her like a 
hockey mask. God, she tasted wonderful. I love the texture and taste of cunt 
on my tongue. I ate her hard, holding her squirming body tightly. She lubed 
up quickly, and her squirming somehow became more rhythmic ... heh heh heh ... 
the slut was starting to feel it. But ... time was short.

 I pulled my face back reluctantly, and wiped her juices off my face with 
the back of my hand. I moved back up to her face, stopping long enough to 
suck each nipple hard. I laid on top of her and looked down into her eyes, 
which were still wide and fearful. I dug the blindfold out and wrapped it 
tightly around her head.

Once she was blinded, I took off my Zorro mask.

 I put my lips next to her ear again and whispered "I'm going to fuck you 
now. I don't want to hurt you at all. I want to kiss you while we fuck, so 
I'm going to take the gag off. If you start to make a fucking sound, I'm 
going to choke the fuck out of you. Do you understand me, whore?" She turned 
her head away, so I grabbed her by the chin and forced her face back toward 
me roughly "Listen, bitch, I am in control here. You do what I want, when I 
want, or I'll cut up that pretty face. Now, I'll ask you just once more. Do 
you understand me, cunt?"

 She sobbed and nodded yes. I kissed her earlobe and whispered "Good
girl. Everything
will be OK. Just relax." I reached behind her head, and loosened the strap 
on the ball gag. I removed it a bit from her mouth, and she didn't scream, 
so I pulled it off her head and placed it next to her. She took some deep 
breaths now that the gag was gone. Her lips were trembling, but she was 
behaving.

 Now I'm very average in appearance, but I work out and my body is OK. Better 
than average. My cock is also somewhat larger than average, I think, 
although I've never actually compared it. I'm no porn star, but I can post 
some nice wood.

 I knelt between her thighs, and unzipped. Loudly. I wanted her to hear the 
opening. I pushed my pants down to my knees, and laid on top of her again.

 Now she could feel my cock. Stiff and throbbing. Hot, slick, and hard. I 
pushed the head against her wet box, and whispered to her "I'm going to fuck 
you so hard, Angel. I'm going to fuck you nice. I'm going to stuff my cock 
in you all the way to the balls. I'll be nice to you, Baby."

 With that I plunged forward hard. She started to cry out, but I quickly put 
my mouth over hers before any sound escaped. She was already wet, but it 
still took a couple of pumps before she lubed deeply enough that my cock was 
buried all the way. I began to rock and thrust into her hard, while my 
tongue was working with her tongue. Almost immediately, her body and mouth 
began to involuntarily respond to my thrusts. Her cunt was the warmest, 
wettest, finest thing I'd ever felt around my bone. Soft and juicy. Is there 
anything in the world that feels better than warm pussy? She had the body of 
a real fuck-toy, and pounding my cock into her was absolutely wonderful. 

 She began to make small "ohh" sounds with each plunge, and I knew she was 
starting to get into it. Her knees slowly began to rise, allowing me to fuck 
her more and more deeply. I could reach down now and stroke her thighs and 
hips as I fucked her. I would alternate that with squeezing a tit. 

 Sometimes I worry that I'm some kind of sicko, but when I think about it, I 
realize that I am the normal one. Pillage, conquest, and rape brought about 
the civilization we know today. The Romans, the Mongols, the Huns, the 
Ottomans all recruited men for their armies, and their recruitment incentive 
was the opportunity to pillage and rape in conquered territories. These 
armies never lacked volunteers. The same holds true for the Christian 
crusaders in the Middle East and the U.S. cavalry as they overwhelmed the 
Native Americans and overran the American West.

 Nothing can demoralize a defeated foe more than forcing him to watch as his 
wives, daughters, and mothers are used as cumbuckets and whore-slaves by 
victor after victor. Further, nothing can make a victor feel more victorious 
and invincible than the taking of the same.

 But there is additionally a true bond that exists between a man and the 
cunt he is pumping his sperm into. During all of my "conquests", no man has 
ever loved a woman more than I do at the moment I ejaculate into her (or 
onto her, as the case may be).

 As far as I know, no one has ever reported me to the authorities or to 
family members. I would like to think this is because the lady has also 
enjoyed our little fuck-tryst (tryst-fuck?), but I suspect fear has a lot to 
do with it. I plan my rapes extensively, so as little as possible has to be 
thought up on the fly.

 I keep a souvenir of all my conquests, normally the panties. I like 
panties, and I really like the thought of my come running down the lady's 
leg for the rest of the day. I also keep a journal with my notes and 
thoughts. I spend a lot of time with my journal with my cock in my
fist. Sometimes
I take pictures, too. I keep my journal and pictures on one of those 
external hard drive things so it can be disposed of quickly, if necessary.

 Anyway, back to Red. 

 About five minutes had passed since I'd grabbed her, and I really needed to 
get done with her before too much time went by. I knew sooner or later the 
dickhead she was with would wonder what happened to his gash. I gave her one 
last deep kiss and then I pulled my cock out. "Turn over and stick your ass 
up, Babe. You have a great ass, and I wanna look at it while we fuck. And 
you better stay quiet". She sobbed a little, but rolled over quickly, and 
went to her knees with her head on the pillow.

 God, her ass was beautiful. Round and firm, with sweet lovely tan lines. I 
would have loved fucking her up the asshole, but I was really short on time. I 
pushed her knees apart with my knees, and shoved my cock in that wet hole. I 
loved the feel of her warm ass pressed against me as I fucked her deep. I 
moved side to side a bit to feel that sweet ass and to enjoy my cock
in her. Sometimes
I grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard. Sometimes I grabbed her hands, 
still bound behind her back, and held her back against me tightly for a few 
seconds. Finally, I fucked her faster and faster, needing to get off in a 
hurry.

 I could feel my balls slapping her with each thrust. She felt it too and 
was still making the little "oh" sounds, and began moving with me. What a 
fine babe. Her hubby or boyfriend or whatever she had should be treating her 
right. By treating her right, I meant taking her out once in a while, and 
just fucking her hard. Every woman needs to get used like a ten-dollar 
whore, so she knows she is desirable. Most women are insecure, and need this 
type of reinforcement.

 When I came, I came hard. I came a lot. I shot hot semen deep into my 
lover. Yep, right then, no one had ever loved her more than I did. I didn't 
have to thrust anymore. My cock was thrusting on its own with each gush. She 
made a small cry, and kept her ass tight against me. I knew at that moment 
she loved me too.

 After I finished jizzing, I kept my cock in her while I reached over and 
grabbed her little clutch purse. I found her drivers license, and memorized 
the name and address. I had a pretty good memory, and I would record it in 
the journal later.

 I slowly and reluctantly withdrew my cock from her and rolled her over to 
her side. I placed my cock against her lips. "Suck me clean, Angel. Taste 
your cunt on me." She opened her mouth and sucked me. I think she actually 
enjoyed the taste of our mixed loving. I kissed the corner of her mouth, and 
whispered to her "That was fine, Mary. Mary of 3577 35th Street. I can find 
you before anyone will ever find or identify me, so we'll keep this our 
little secret, OK?" 

 Then she turned her face. "Yes", she said in a little girl voice. God, she 
was wonderful. "I'm going to loosen the ties, so you can get free in a 
moment. You leave that blindfold on until I'm gone. Do you understand?" She 
said yes again.

 I loosened her bonds enough that she would be able to work them free in a 
few moments, and pulled up my pants. I looked around to make sure I left 
nothing but sperm behind. I leaned over and licked her sweet ass one last 
time. "Bye, Beautiful. Live well."

 Just before I reached the door, I swear I heard her whisper ...

 "Call me, ... please".
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