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

The blond bitch yelped as her pubic hair was ripped out. Rapeman was
taking more than adequate hairs to cause her real pain, but not enough
to make the horrible procedure too short. Rapeman sniggered again as
he yanked out another knot of pussy hair, then another. He put the
hairs down carefully on a white napkin on the table; he'd bag them
later and label them. (Actually, it was kind of convenient that she
gave them her name; now he could label his collection from her 'katie
price' rather than just the usual 'blond, early twenties, 115lbs,
etc...')

After 5 minutes of denuding her slit, he was done. Very few hairs,
only very short hairs, remained. The rest of her pubic area was bright
red. The miserable girl sobbed , her head turned to the side, unable
to close her legs, unable to gain any protection, unable to escape
Rapeman's torture. Rapeman had seen dozens and dozens of women like
this; to him, this was just a small diversion.

"Ok, pal, she's ready for you again."

Buddy whooped and hopped out of his chair. He tore of his clothes
again, and slammed himself down on the bitch, punishing her strained
legs. Her tear-streaked face staring at him with bubbling horror from
between her ankles turned him on; he thrust into her opened cunt with
no warning and no problem. The whore screamed and sobbed as Buddy
thrust his 9" of dick up into her cunt hole, ripping her open,
brutally raping her, his cock a weapon of pain, jamming into her,
tearing at her velvety inner linings.

The rape-pig started to plead, "Oh, stop please stop it hurts so much
your go-going to kill me!!"

HA HAH HA , ILIKE THE THOUGHT OF THAT PIG; KILLING YOU WITH MY COCK!!!

Buddy slapped her face hard, then again as the squealing whore under
him trembled violently; he kept up smacking her face, and the sight of
such a pretty girl being abused and raped was making Rapeman's cock
very hard again.

He stripped out of his clothes and climbed onto the bed. She was still
on her back, ankles and wrists secured to the bedpost. He ordered
buddy to lift her up so her could slid under her. He did so just by
kneeling up, raising her like a lever on his iron cock. Rapeman
squeezed his huge body under the sobbing whore. His face was enveloped
in her hair, and he bit down on her ear. She shrieked in pain but then
he did something even more painful -- he thrust 8 inches of throbbing,
aching man-meat into her shit hole. The whore started crying fiercely;
Rapeman felt her tears pelt his face and neck. He reached around and
started mashing and twisting her large tits. As he began pounding in
rhythm with his friend, the stupid slut began shivering and screaming
and shaking back and forth, as if they were electrocuting her. Two
huge men, 500 pounds of muscle and raping ferocity, sandwiched the 115
lb. miserable girl; she was almost completely invisible between their
rutting bodies.

Let's see here. Rapeman has an 8" cock; Buddy's is 9". Their stroking
speed was similar, let's say 50 full strokes per minute; which means
100 in or out each minute. That's 1700" inches of hard, throbbing man-
meat ripping the little sobbing blond apart each minute. Simply put,
that's as if the whore was taking a whole football field per minute.
Imagine her misery, imagine her pain, imagine her fear and
humiliation... and then imagine how much fun it is! How much Rapeman
and his buddy are enjoying the whores body.

Rapeman continued mauling her tits in his hand, pinching and squeezing
and stretching. He also bit her neck, hard enough to leave black and
blue marks, occasionally sinking his teeth all the way into the tender
girl-meat. Buddy alternately slapped her face, tits and body, enjoying
her absolutely helpless, squirming body under him.

Rapeman, who was still quite rational even though the stupid bitch
sandwiched between him and his buddy wasn't, said to Buddy; "Hey, how
'bout we marathon this bitch?"

Buddy was thoughtful (as he rammed his prick again and again and again
into the swollen, bleeding cunt), and then said, "Sure, let's give it
a go!"

Although her world had long ago vanished into a dense fog of quite
non-sexual pain, the bitch must have been aware of Rapeman pushing up
with his legs and Buddy grabbing the back of her head and pulling her
to him, crushing her tiny white body against his gleaming, black,
muscled skin. All of a sudden, both men roared and fucked into her as
hard as the could. Two men, who could easily bench over 250 pounds
each, tore into the miserable slut with all their pent-up might. Their
pace went from 50 rpms, to 60 fucks per minute, then to 70, then to
80, and then slowing its acceleration at 95 full-cocked thrusts per
minute. The bitch named Katie screamed like a car engine with the
needle buried in red; blood exploded from her asshole and pussy. Her
whole body shook, back and forth, forward and backward, like she was
going to explode. Her screams of misery where even louder than her two
rapists' howls of pleasure and grunts of passion. What the bitch
didn't know, what she could never have imagined in her tiny little
brain in her pretty head, was that this rapid torture-fucking would
continue until one of them men ran out of strength. That was going to
be a very long time for athletes like them...

----

Buddy screamed and fell exhausted out of the near-dead bitch. Rapeman
smiled and hummed to himself while he fucked her a few more minutes,
then withdrew himself. He pushed the disgusting still-barely-breathing
carcass of Katie Price off of him; it tumbled to the floor, and fell
unconscious, its legs splayed, the blood still trickling from its
gaping cunt and asshole. Its face was a mess of bruises, and its
titties were huge purple swollen masses. It was in need of severe
medical attention, and soon. Or it would die.

Rapeman and Buddy looked at each other, coated in sweat, smiled and
laughed weakly, each exhausted. The marathon rape had lasted 2 and a
half hours, maintaining the same break-bitch pace. The moron cow had
taken over 7 miles of cock!

Buddy clutched his side, "Damn," he muttered, "I must have sprained
something." Rapeman laughed, "I didn't hurt myself! Well, no serious
harm to you anyway. Haha!"

The men got up, got dressed. Buddy asked Rapeman out for a drink;
Rapeman declined, saying it had been a long day, but he told Buddy to
take the used up whore and dump her in the woods. Buddy slung the sack
of used meat over his shoulder, and dumped her twitching body in the
woods about 10 miles away.

Her hazy eyes saw her brutal rapist walking away, laughing merrily.
The birds sang sweetly in the trees, but she couldn't hear them
through the pounding in her head. Her whole body was one agonizing
bruise.

Buddy spit on her as he left the naked, battered blond twitching on
the path of a lesser used trail. He laughed -- he wouldn't kill her.
It would be luck -- if someone passed by here within the next, say,
hour, she would live, but have a nightmare haunted horrible life;
otherwise, she would die, alone lost and helpless in the forest...






[1]: This was eight months ago, when Rapeman and Buddy teamed up to
kidnap and rape a 12-year old red-head. She was too tight and small
for their cocks to make it all the way in. Buddy wanted to slice her
open some so they could fit, but Rapeman just stuck with determination
and rammed his whole rod down her ass, tearing her chute. When he
withdrew, packed blood spewed from her asshole like a fountain; she
died with Rapeman cleaning himself in her mouth and Buddy raping her
tight, dry cunt.