Rapeman Rests Up, Part 1 of 2
by The Misogynist (aka Jake Baker)

RRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Rapeman screamed as he shot a load of boiling cum into the 14 year-old
pinned on his cock beneath him. She bucked and squirmed, and not just
because he was ramming into her tight asshole at two strokes per
second. That alone was enough to send the poor brunette Catholic
school girl screaming in agony, but she couldn't scream -- not with
Rapeman's meaty hands smothering her. He grabbed her face from behind,
hooking his thumbs behind her head and pressing all ten of his fingers
painfully into her delicate face, breaking her nose and smashing
teeth; causing blood to leak from the sides of her eyes. Rapeman was
practically howling in pleasure -- it had been a great idea to grab
the fourteen year old!

Rapeman pressed his cock all the way in her shit-hole, feeling his
balls slap against her swollen, tortured pussy lips, and expended the
last of his built up cum in her ass as she died.

He had never known her name.

It hadn't been important. She suffered and died for her big tits and
pretty face.

But now it was clean-up time. He pulled his cock out of her tight
shitter; it came out with a slurping pop, dripping shit and blood and
cum. He walked around her and used her brown hair to clean off his
cock; her face was now permanently twisted in a mask of torture and
pain. How lovely, Rapeman thought. Another deserving bitch sacrificed
on the altar of my cock.

Humming to himself, he gathers her hair up into a pony tail and slices
it close to the root so he has a mane of her hair; he cleans it off in
the sink and shelves it. He also cuts off her nipples and bruised
clitoris, popping them in a spare bottle of formaldehyde. He shut off
the VCR, and put the last tape (tape number eight -- this one had
lasted quite a long time) on the shelf, labeling it for easy reference
later.

Once done with the minutia of the task, he gathers up her school
uniform from the floor where he had forced her under threat to
undress, and redressed her corpse in it. He put her body in a large
burlap bag lined with plastic, carried it out to his Saturn coupe, put
it in the trunk, and drove to the nearby incinerator, where he had
procured work. Not a great job for the hunting, but perfect for
disposing of the bodies!

Walking out (it was nearing dusk), he glanced across the street. Even
though he had just spent the past 16 hours brutally raping and
torturing a sexy teenager, his cock throbbed when he saw the bitch
walking on the sidewalk! Long blond hair, tits strained against her
pink sweater, a gorgeous face.

Rapeman frowned, then smiled and laughed. "You Only live once!" he
quipped to himself. He followed her secretly for a while, then walked
up right behind her and grabbed her head, dragging her to the ground.
She squealed in surprise. Caught without his usual paraphernalia, he
was reduced to just striking her on the back of her head. The bitch
immediately went limp. Laughing wildly (what was he doing, someone
might see him!), he scooped up the titty bitch and carried her like a
groom carrying a bride across the threshold to his car. A four hour
drive to the mountains, and into the cabin. Just as he tossed her onto
the bed, she began regaining consciousness. 5'7", 115 lbs. of fresh
blond girl-meat at his mercy.

Rapeman breezed through ripping her clothes off, making a game of
it... rip at her clothes, swat her hands, rip, swat, rip, swat, slap,
etc... the pretty girl was calling him all sort of nasty names.
Whatever.

He snapped a collar about her neck and roped her hands up, behind her
back, and to the collar; he tied her hair to the bed-frame and ran
rope from her ankles to the opposite bedposts, stretching her out
until her legs were at right angles to her body and her cunt was
widely spread.

JUST WHAT I LIKE!! Rapeman chuckled: A NATURAL BLOND!!

She was cussing up a storm now, but when Rapeman slammed his cock
without preamble into her cunt, she began howling and screaming.
That's the sound Rapeman wanted to hear. After the tight fourteen year
old asshole, this bitches cunt was easy in comparison. Different, but
different is good.

His throbbing monster cock rammed away at this slut, and he howled his
lust. He started slapping her large, balloon-like tits. SLAP SLAP,
watching them jiggle. The bitch was crying, real nice boo-hoos for
Rapeman to fuck by.

After only a short time (it was, after all, only a few hours since
balling the screaming brat, and he hadn't built up a lot of
constitution yet), he felt a surging tide rise up from his balls, and
he jammed all eight inches of burning cock up into the bitch's fuck-
shute; she mewled in pain and terror as he shot hot goo inside her.

THAT WAS SOME NICE FOREPLAY, WASNT IT WHORE? Rapeman shouted as he
pulled his still-hard cock out of her. TIME FOR SOME REAL MEAT NOW!

Rapeman untied her spread legs, and flipped her over onto her stomach
(which had the side effect of twisting the bitch's hair, which was
still attached to the bed's railing; her eyes went wide and large
tears dripped onto the bed, much to Rapeman's amusement.) He pulled
her legs up and under her, spreading them wide, forcing her face down
into the stained bed-sheets (this bed was only ever used for raping --
Rapeman never slept here himself. It was filthy.), because he hand't
untied her hands from behind her neck.

WHAT A NICE ASS YOU HAVE BITCH, TIME FOR ME TO SHOVE MY MEAT INSIDE!
OPEN WIDE, HERE I CUUMMM!!!

The moron cunt started whining, things like "oh please no!" and "don't
fuck me in the ass!" Rapeman chose to interpret her please not to be
violated in the asshole as a welcome mat to raping her shitter. He
roughly grabbed her ass from the top, spread her cheeks wide, placed
his throbbing cock against her puckered hole, guiding it to its target
with his thumbs, and rammed home. The punishing spear-head of his dick
split the bitch in two, burying him all the way in her ass. It was too
much for the wretched rape-bitch; she began to blubber and scream and
whine like a wounded animal. Ha! Rapeman thought, and I'm not even
fucking her yet!

OK, THUMPER! LETS GET GOING! I WANT TO FEEL YOU TREMBLE AND BLEED!

Rapeman grabbed her narrow waist with his hands and drove her further
down on his cock; he pulled out, then thrust in again... back and
forth... in and out... with each thrust, the bitch's screams were
refreshed, and her blubbering, sobbing cries increased in intensity.
GONNA SPLIT YOU OPEN BY YOUR SHIT-HOLE, SLUT BITCH PIGGIE!!! The
slut's tits bounced like Jell-O beneath her with the brutality of his
rape; Rapeman howled in unspeakable pleasure and slapped her
asscheeks, leaving bright red marks. Repeated beating left ugly purple
blotches on her perfect ass-cheeks.

Rapeman ass-fucked her until she stopped screaming and moaning, only
grunting with each stroke; this removed almost all the fun of it, and
he removed his cock from her violated shit-hole after twenty minutes
of hard and fast raping.

Again, he flipped her over onto her back, and sprang forward,
straddling her head; with on hand, he pushed his blood and shit
covered cock at her face, with the other, grabbing her hair and
twisting her blond head so she was face-to-face with his cock. SUCK
YOUR SHIT-CRUD OFFA ME BITCH OR I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU! AND IF I EVEN
THINK I FEEL TEETH, I'LL BEAT YOU TO A FUCKING PULP!! The bitch opened
her lips to say something; Rapeman forced her jaw the rest of the way
open and rammed his cock straight it. It bruised the back of her
throat and he kept pushing. He humped her face like he had her ass;
the bitch had a hard time breathing, with a huge log of smelly shit-
covered cock in her face, and his pubic hair pressing against her
nose. Rapeman forced her violently and carelessly to deep-throat him.
The bitch gagged and heaved, adding to Rapeman's pleasure.

He raped her face like it was a pussy for a long time, cursing and
threatening her with each malevolent thrust. YOU CALL THIS HEAD,
STUPID BITCH? THIS ISN'T HEAD! USE YOUR FUCKING TONGUE, CUNT! WHORE!
PIG! YOU SLAB OF BIG-TITTED PORK! Laughing, he jammed his log all the
way down, pressing her nose against his pubic hair, choking her, her
gagging bringing him to the edge, and he came once again into his toy,
cumming deep into her throat, roaring his superiority at her SWALLOW
MY FILTHY CUM, YOU STINKING CUNT-TOY!

His cum burned on the way out, pressing her face harder into his
crotch, towering over her, like a giant, like a conquering hero. His
raw, sadistic pleasure totally eclipsed the bitch's sobbing, terrible
misery.

As the last drops of his disgusting seed pumped itself into her
choking, retching throat, Rapeman's dick finally began to de-tingle.
RAPE he reflected IS GOOD FOR THE MIND BODY AND SOUL... WELL, MMYY
MIND BODY AND SOUL ANYWAYS!!! HAHAHA

Rapeman dropped the bitch's head, and it collapsed to the bed, jarring
her skull. Rapeman climbed off the bed as the girl gasped for air, her
choking sobs interrupting her struggle for air. Based on the way she
was gagging, Rapeman guessed that he'd bruised her throat and caused
it to swell up. He considered momentarily getting her medical
attention, or at least explaining to her why she was having such a
hard time breathing, but then he snorted derisively at himself for a
moment of weakness -- why should he go out of his way to help some
tittie whore? JUST A LUMP OF USED MEAT! Rapeman reassured himself, and
began to get dressed. He was exhausted from all the day's good raping.
He was just gonna dump her, he thought. He had exhausted his violent
tendencies on that fourteen year-old cunt, and now he had no desire
(well, little desire) to go through the effort of killing her.

Just then, there was a knock on the cabin door. *knock-knock* pause
*knock* pause *knock-knock-knock* The violated hole on the bed looked
up, barely able to see past the tears streaming down her face.
Perhaps, Rapeman speculated, she thought the knock on the door might
be a rescuer of some kind.

Tough luck, snotty whore!

CMON IN, BUDDY! GOT A PRESENT FOR YOU!

The cabin door unlocked itself, and a second man, black, huge, bulking
and as horrible the first, walked in, grinning. He was Buddy,
Rapeman's only (and hence best) friend. The only man who shared his
"taste" in women, who was sane enough to understand rape, torture and
murder of pretty young cunts wasn't anything wrong.

The two men eagerly greeted each other, slapping each other on the
back. It had been a while.

"Avoiding jail, Buddy?" asked Rapeman.

"Ain't hard," breathed Buddy, "You know my solution, R-man: just kill
the dumb twats after you finish with 'em."

"Yeah, I've been doing a little of that..." (thinking of the brunette
schoolgirl now smoke in the incinerator), "... but your still more
brutal to 'em than I am."

"Hahaha! You got that right, you're way too gentle with 'em..."

The men sat down, talking. It was an old conversation, one they never
tired of. Raped on the dirty bed, the bound blond looked at them in
disbelief. Their words entered her ears and danced around her foggy
head, but made no sense. She still couldn't conceive, even after being
brutally violated, that any man could want to harm a woman.

"The problem with bitches," Buddy was saying, "is that they don't
understand that they exist only for our pleasure..."

The conversation continued for a while; then Buddy starting removing
his pants... "Oh, you don't mind, do you? You looked like you were
finished with her; but if you're still abusing her, go ahead..."

Rapeman, who has always been one of the kindest individuals, said "Oh,
no, please help yourself; I was just gonna dump her body.."

Buddy's pants came down, revealing a semi-erect cock, gorged with
blood and already 6" long, he grinned at Rapeman, "You weren't even
gonna kill her, were you?"

Rapeman looked chagrined, "No, I, uh, already killed one today..."

Buddy looked at him sideways, "Haha! Keeping secrets, are you? You'll
have to tell me about it later..."

Seeing the cum that had oozed past her lips, brought up from her lungs
by her choking, Buddy surmised she had already been taught how to suck
cock; he shoved his penis, still half-erect, at her face. He grabbed
her hair at the back of her head, jammed it against his cock and
yelled at her SUCK ME GOOD BITCH AND USE YOUR TONGUE OR YOU FUCKING
DIE!!!

Rapeman sniggered, but the bitch opened her mouth gamely and sucked
off on the second rapists cock. Soon, buddy was yelling at the lousy
bitch, NO BITCH, USE YOUR FUCKING TONGUE! CIRCLE THE HEAD, DONT BE
SHY... FASTER WHORE, YOU WANNA DIE THAT BAD? I SWEAR I'LL CUT OFF
THOSE HUGE TITTIES OF YERS AND LET YOU BLEED TO DEATH IF YOU DONT...
BETTER, WHORE, BUT NOT BY MUCH. Buddy passed inch after throbbing,
blood-engorged inch of cock past the raped bitch's lips. She sucked as
well as she could, given the circumstances, but that wasn't much.
After about 5 inches had disappeared past her sweet lips, his dick-
head hit an obstruction. Hey! What's this? He pulled out, grabbed her
head and lifted her by the ears up to him; pinning her against the
wall behind the bed, he opened her jaw, easily stretching open her
mouth although she tried with all her might to bite down on him,
panicking, he easily forced it to more open than she could ever had
made it go, naturally. He poked three fingers inside, pushing her
tongue out of the way to see.

Yo! Rapeman! You did a job with this bitch's throat; she won't be deep
throating again for a long time.

He stared into the blond's horrified eyes YOUR LUCKY HE LEFT YOU
SOMETHING TO BREATH WITH, BITCH! OH WELL, GUESS THAT HOLE'S A LOSS,
BUT YOU STILL GOT TWO MORE!!!

The stupid slut whined and cried as he manipulated her like a puppet
into the doggy-position, head on the bed, ass high in the air. "Hey!
R-man, you got a rubber band or something..."

Rapeman tossed him a bright red rubber band from the floor, "Yeah, but
it's too small to go around her titties..."

Buddy looked at him, "Well, its just for her hair..."

Kneeling behind her, Buddy gathered up her long blond hair, held it
tight, and put the rubber band on, creating a pony tail. He took a
second band and used it to cinch the end of the pony tail together,
and a third kept the middle from bulging out. Now, she had a good foot
long pony tail. If the bitch was wondering why he has doing that, she
didn't have long to find out.

Buddy grabbed the pony tail and yanked back hard, pulling her head and
upper body painfully off the bed and driving his fully-erect, 8" cock
half-way into her shit-hole. She screamed, sobbed and hollered. He
thrust again and again, burying his thick black fuck tool inside her
tight asshole. He moved his hips in slow circles, tearing his cock
around inside her intestines. His hands slid up and down her sides,
feeling the harsh pumping of her chest.

He began to fuck his cock up and down inside her, his hands fisting
her fat, hanging jugs, squeezing and mashing them. His fingers dug
into the soft meat, pinching it. He mashed them flat against her ribs,
then let them drop and encircled them, squeezing from the sides,
mashing them into hard balls of distended meat. Rapeman looked on,
chuckling and sipping a beer, amused.

The black rapist loomed over her, bending forward, his hips slowly
grinding into her buttocks as he brought his chest down against her
back. His hands pressed flat against the bed, crushing her breasts; he
slowly lowered his 225 pounds of muscle down onto her 115 pounds of
sexy sinew, never stopping fucking her ass. STROKE! he yelled, and
rammed into her; STROKE he called again, less than a second later. The
blond white bitch heaved and sobbed under him. He continued plugging
her feces-shute with his manhood, his stallion-like cock throbbing to
bigger and bigger thicknesses and length. Rapeman traces the view of
Buddy's cock inside of the violated rape-fuck-bitch, "Hoh boy, Buddy,
but you're big! I swear, bigger than the last time I've seen you in
action [1]? Have you been gaining weight down there? You must be 9
inches by now!"

Buddy, lifts up from the bitch (she heaves for breath, and barely
manages to get any air in her lungs past the swelling bruise in her
throat and the horrible blistering pain in her ass), and watches his
cock ram in and out of her anus for a few moments. "Yeah, guess I
have! Just goes to show what clean, healthy living can do for a
brother!"

Rapeman grins, leans next to their toy's ear and screams, YOU HEAR
THAT BITCH! BUDDY'S GOT NINE INCHES OF MEAT UP YOU FUCKING SHIT-HOLE!
I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED IF IT CAME OUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, PIG! I BET
YOU LIKE THE ROCK HARD NIGGER COCK UP YOUR ASS, BITCH! DONTCHA? I BET
ITS A DREAM COME TRUE TO HAVE TWO HUGE COCKS UP YOUR TIGHT ANUS IN THE
SPACE OF AN HOUR? ISN'T IT BITCH?

The blond squeals and moans "noooo..." The boys, however, aren't
paying the slightest attention to what she's saying, being to busy
engaged with violating her body.

Buddy's really taking his time, showing a lot of endurance. After
fifteen minutes of old fashioned asshole raping, Rapeman gets bored
and walks outside. A short constitutional around the area (once he
found two coed hikers on a walk like this; he had had many hours of
fun forcing them to have lesbian sex with each other before fucking
them both; he buried them, alive, after he'd shoved their arms into
their friends' asses and bound them together. Now, he takes a piss on
their shallow grave. Therefore, he takes more such constitutionals
now.), and he returned to the cabin.

He opened the door to find Buddy out of her asshole, his cock huge and
pulsing and slimy with the girl's shit and blood. He obviously hadn't
cum. He was fisting himself with one hand, with the other he was
holding a large serrated hunting knife, and was dragging its edge
along her asscheeks; occasionally, the bitch jerked a little, and only
then did the blade leave shallow, bleeding cuts.

He was getting in touch with his sensitive side I KNOW YOU FEEL THIS
KNIFE BITCH! YEAH, IT'S A FOOT LONG AND SHARP ENOUGH TO CUT BONE...
I'M GONNA SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASSHOLE, AND SLICE YOU A NEW HOLE. WOULD
YOU LIKE THAT? OH, HOW I LOVE TO SEE YOU SQUIRM LIKE THAT, BITCH!
WHERE YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO GO? YORE NOT GOING ANYWHERE BITCH; NO
ONE'S GOING TO SAVE YOU; YOUR NOTHING ANY MORE BUT MEAT! MY MEAT!

"Ahem!" Rapeman coughed, "excuse me, she's MY meat!" Buddy jerked up,
wielding the knife, then looked down foolishly and put the blade away.
"Yeah, of course dude, sorry to butt in... but you weren't gonna kill
her or torture her or nothin! I was just going to have some fun! Then,
after she's dead, I can cook her up! You know how much you like my
bitch-b-queue!"

Rapeman considered this; it was true, he had savored his friend's
bitch-b-queue when last he'd had it; nothing like the taste of fresh
girl-meat to wet the appetite. But no, this was his bitch, they were
gonna do her his way.

'No way, man, this bitch belongs to me!"

The blond had rolled over onto her side by this time, and was curled
up. She heard their words, and it hurt her. There was a pause in the
two rapists conversation, so her whispers (all she could manage after
the brutal throat-rape) were heard.

"nio\\o..." she sputtered, both men turned to look at her, hate and
anger firing deeply in their eyes; she didn't look at them.

"no" the amazing word escaped her lips again, cracked and stained with
dried blood and cum, "i i dont belong to you... i dont... im ... katie
price... secretary... boyfriend...."

The blond bitch shut up as both men roared with laughter!
HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA BAWHAHAHHAHA BWAWAAWAHAHHAHA!!! Rapeman was doubled
over, holding his wash board stomach as he laughed. Hahaha, Buddy
commented.

Rapeman stood up, easing his laughter. He saw the bitches eyes shut
tightly. She was sobbing again! HAHAHA, little blond twat thinks she's
a person! Haha, god that's funny. Anyway, Buddy... he continued,
grabbing her pony tail and forcing her head back.... this BITCH is
MINE! Got that?

Buddy was still getting a last few chuckles out over the rapee-rapee's
feeble attempt at persuasion, but he straightened and said, "Yeah,
sure, gotcha!"

Rapeman and Buddy, he could never be angry with each other for long,
sat down and drank a few beers, reminiscing about old times, all the
good rapes they've shared, and their collected rape stories from the
past eight months. It was well after dark when they noticed that the
sack of pussy/tittie meat ``katie price'' was silent. Rapeman walked
over to her, saw her breathing was regular; she was curled up in a
tight little ball, hands still tied behind her neck. Her finger tips
were going white, so Rapeman cut the tied, letting her hands free; he
also undid the collar, leaving her totally naked. He rolled her over
on her back and stretched her out; he lightly slapped a tittie,
watched it giggle. The bitch rape-pig moaned and rolled her head, but
didn't wake up.

"Fucking whore's unconscious!" Rapeman spat, "I hate these fucking
pigs who can't take a little hard shit-hole raping without going
catatonic. Let's see if I can wake her up."

He grabbed her pony-tail and jerked her head up, she moaned and then
**SLAAPP** Rapeman backhanded her face; her head would have rolled
with the blow except for his firm grip on her hair, right by her
scalp.

CMON WHORE! TIME TO GET UP YET! YOUR TORTURE ISNT OVER! NIGHTMARE'S
NOT IN THERE -- NIGHTMARE RIGHT HERE!!! His hand lashed out and
slapped her titties repeatedly, causing them to sway and jiggle.
Buddy, who never tired of jiggling tits, smiled and laughed with
amusement as the suffering bitch woke to find herself still a captive
of the two rapists. oh god... she moaned, but Rapeman was still
happily whacking her tits; she tried to tell him to stop, but he
ignored her and kept her titties jiggling. Maybe it was just then that
the blond bimbo realized that her hands were free; she lashed out at
Rapeman, scratching him with her long painted nails. Rapeman
sniggered, "IF THAT'S THE BEST YOU GOT, WHORE, YOU'RE IN FOR SOME DEEP
SHIT NOW!!"

The blond squealed and bucked, but it was no use; Rapeman grabbed the
arm that had dared to strike him and cranked it up and behind her
neck; she screamed and howled as he twisted her arm painfully, almost
breaking it; she buckled her body over, trying to escape the pain, but
of course it was no use. Rapeman hated bitches; what he hated more was
bitches who couldn't take a healthy rape and beating session (which
was most); he absolutely hated whores who hurt him during their rape
'lessons' with him.

CMON BITCH, I GO OUT OF MY WAY TO TREAT MY COCK TO YOUR JUICY TENDER
BITS AND YOU HAVE THE FUCKING NERVE TO STRIKE ME? WHAT EXACTLY GIVES
YOU THAT RIGHT? IS THERE SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT YOU? YOUR FUCKING
PRETTY, BUT SO WHAT... SO HAVE BEEN ALL 50 OF THE BITCHES I'VE RAPED.
NOW APOLOGIZE TO ME...

The exhausted, horrified girl could only clench her teeth at the new
torture of her slowly snapping arm; SAY IT OR I FUCKING BREAK YOUR
ARM.

The bitch stammered out a few words, "i ... i... a-am... s-s-
sorrryyyy!!!!" the bitch howled in pain as he twisted her arm tighter;
there was a definite pop in her shoulder joint. The whore started
crying "oh god oh god" over and over; Rapeman, noticing that this
small diversion might just be an attempt on her feeble part not to be
poked by his manhood again, shouted at her NOW KISS MY CROTCH BITCH
AND BEG ME TO FUCK YOU, OR I LET BUDDY MAKE UP A NEW GAME WITH HIS
KNIFE AND YOUR BOUNCY TITTIES!!!

The bitch, tears streaming down her face, her lips trembling, pressed
her face against the crotch of his jeans (not that she had much choice
-- it was either that or have her arm entirely broken). She mumbled
"oh god please oh no fuck me oh god please stop oh no i mean YES yes
fuck me please stop my arm..."

GLAD TO SEE YOU HAVE SOME SENSE LEFT BITCH! NOTHING I HATE MORE THAN
POUNDING MY COCK INTO A CATATONIC BITCH!

Rapeman let go of her arm and shoved her back on the bed;
instantaneously, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them up and over her
head. "ooohhh... please...." the bitch groaned, but Rapeman laughed
YOU CAN STOP BEGGING NOW SLUT-PIG! He secured her wrists to the
headboard, about 2 feet apart. Then her grabbed her left ankle (her
leg was very smooth and soft -- clean and white, so perfect for
torturing) and tugged it up and to the side of her body. Once it was
bent back as far as it would go, Rapeman gave it a couple extra nudges
just to be sure, and then tied a cord tightly about her ankle, and
keeping her leg pressed down, tied the other end of the cord to the
bedpost by her left wrists. The blond whore was moaning again. To
Rapeman it was music to work by.

Rapeman then secured her other ankle by her right wrists, and looked
down at her sobbing, tear-stained, horror-stricken face peering up at
him from between her ankles. He slid his hand down the backside of her
leg, feeling the tightness in her quivering muscles, until his hand
came to a stop over her cunt. "Oh my!" he gasped in mock surprise,
covering his mouth with one hand, "young ladies shouldn't have their
cunnies open so wide; who knows what kind of monster would shove his
prick in there!" While he continued degrading her, he shoved two
fingers into her raw & sore cunt and started humping her with them.
"Why, only slutty whores would have their legs open this wide; are you
a slutty whore?" The bitch moaned something like "no...", but he
wasn't sure if it was in answer to his question. Anyway... "Well, if
you don't close your legs like a good girl, I'm gonna have to call my
good friend Buddy over here to help you close them..."

The girl became frantic, uselessly begging and pleading while Rapeman
and Buddy laughed, struggling against her bonds which made her tits
sway back and forth and her cute ass wiggle seductively.

"It would appear", said buddy, sipping his drink, "that this white
whore is afraid of me..."

"I can't say why," replied Rapeman, "when you've been nothing but nice
and pleasant to her. Why, it's not like you raped her or anything."

Rapeman looked down at her jiggling bottom, where his hand still
humped her cunt; her pubic hair was trimmed, short and blond. "Hey
Buddy, you like fucking whores with cunt hair?"

"Can't say that I do, Rape-guy. I like mine smooth like a
prepubescent."

GET READY TO BE PLUCKED WHORE!!!

>From the bedstand, where all of his sex-toys were kept, Rapeman took a
pair of needle nose pliers.

'hmm...' He commented, "There must be some better way of getting that
unsightly hair off her ... ... but, I can't think of any! Here we
go... vroom vroom!"

Rapeman made airplane noises as he guided the pliers towards her cunt
like a mother feeding a baby; the terrified blond looked down her body
between her impossibly stretched legs, screaming for him to stop.
Rapeman was just as ready to stop as he was to put a bullet in his
brain. He hummed happily while beginning work.

He gripped a few of her blond snatch hairs with the pliers, and slowly
pulled them away from her body. Her pubic skin stretched out as he
pulled the hairs further and further away from her body... he held
them right on the verge of being torn out for several moments,
extending her horror and his pleasure, and then yanked them out with a
viscous twist. Rapeman was sure he heard each hair plucked from its
root.