Hatefuck [Mf, rape, vio]

[this story is a work of adult fiction. This story does not depict real
events nor endorse the activities engaged in in this story. If you are
offended by portrayals of forced sex, often involving minors and 
violence against women or girls; do not read any further. Also do 
not read any further if it is illegal for you to read such material 
where you live.]

I can't believe I did it. I'm looking back, and thinking about it, and I still cannot 
believe it happened. I just went out to get a pack of smokes, that's all. But that's not
all that happened.

I was bored and couldn't sleep. It was around 9, I guess. The night was warm so I decided 
to go out and walk around. While I was walking around the nearly empty streets, ignored by
the people driving past I realized that I ran out of smokes. I stopped at the gas station 
on the corner and bought a pack, then walked back out into the night. I walked maybe half 
a block, almost to the alley and stopped to open my cigarettes, and that's when I saw her.

She must have been around 15, 17 tops. She had straight black hair that went down to her
shoulders and small, pouty lips. She was dressed in a black tee shirt, one of those half shirts.
She was wearing a pair of  dark, low cut jeans. Very low. So low that I could almost see a
hint of the mound of her cunt. She saw me look her over, and nothing registered. She wasn't
annoyed, disgusted or even happy for the attention. It was as though I wasn't there.

Something, I don't know what, about that look turned something inside of me. In the second 
that our eyes briefly met I went from thinking "she's cute" to thinking "I'm going to fuck her".
She was almost by me so I had to think quick. I was in the back parking lot of the gas station,
everyone usually went to the front, and the only person who was going to see me would be
the attendant if she came out. Given the neighborhood, and remembering past banter her and I
had; I knew she wouldn't come out this late at night unless she was going home. 

She came closer to me and I struck. I curled my right hand into a fist and gave her a roundhouse
across the face, and then as she reeled back from that an uppercut to her firm, flat stomach. 
She curled up, grabbing her stomach and turning away from me. I reached down and grabbed 
her arm, just under the shoulder, and quickly rushed her off of the street, between the dumpster
in the alley. 

Safely away from any witnesses, I pushed her against the cement wall. Her black hair fell back
from her face and tears ran freely down her face, blood trickling from her split lip. "Please, 
mister" she said "don't do this, I have money..." I threw my hand to her throat, gripped the
bottom of her chin and pushed her head back against the hard wall. I shuddered and moaned,
the sight of this cute little girl crying and bloody had me ready to cum in my pants right there.

I sighed heavily, regaining composure and looked into her pleading, teary eyes and drew 
my other hand back. Still holding her head in place, I gave her another hard uppercut to her 
stomach. I let go of her jaw and she curled over, coughing and gasping. I reached my hand down
and laid my palm flat on her sternum and pushed her up against the wall again. sliding my hand
over, I started to squeeze her firm through the fabric of her baby tee, my other hand reaching
down for her jeans, undoing them. She sobbed and muttered "no, please don't do this" over and
over again as I pushed her jeans down from her slender hips. I roughly grabbed her shoulders 
and turned her around to face the wall, her jeans falling to her ankles and I pulled up her
baby tee. Unsurprisingly she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. 

Keeping her pressed against the building with one hand, I reached down and undid my pants,
pulling my hard cock out to the night air. I reached over and tugged her thong panties down
and slid the head of my cock between her ass-cheeks. "Oh god, oh god oh god" she sobbed 
over and over again, feeling the thick head of my cock slide up against her tiny asshole. 

I moaned and savored this, never having been with a woman who allowed me to take her
back there, and never having forced a woman - much less a young girl- into sex before. I 
leaned my head down and stroked my face along her soft, apple scented hair as I slowly
pressed my cock up into her. She gasped and started shrieking "get it out! get it out" as 
my cock slowly, painfully went inside of her. I clamped my hand over her mouth and kept
pushing my cock further into her.

Finally all of the way inside of her, I started slamming her hips against the hard, gritty
wall with my thrusts as I slid in and out of her bloody, torn asshole. Her shrieks muffled
by the palm of my hand as I pressed her bare breasts against the hard wall, bruising her
hips with my thrusts going faster and faster. 

It wasn't long before I was literally pounding her small young body to a pulp with my 
thrusts as fast as I could, nearing my frenzied climax. My fingers across her mouth
squeezing her cheeks I growled and then shot my cum deep inside of her battered little
body. 

I let my cock rest in her for the briefest of moments before ripping it out of her asshole.
As I let go of her, she crumpled to the ground, curling up into a ball and sobbing. kneeling
down behind her, I rubbed my cock against her bare skin, cleaning it off. I quickly stood 
back up and pulled my pants back and walked away; taking one glance back as I walked 
to the sidewalk, seeing her slowly, shakily trying to put her clothes back on.

I avoided the store for a couple weeks, while keeping my ears tuned to the local crimes 
section of the newspaper. Hearing nothing I went down one evening and bought another pack
of cigarettes from the same gas station. All was quiet according to the cashier.

That night clerk is pretty cute herself, I wonder when the best time to catch her alone 
would be....