Lindsey Borden, Rapist (F/b*g*, inc, oral, anal, ped, rape, sad)
by Liam An Scribhneoir


Lindsey Borden seemed a calm, rational, considerate women to her circle 
of friends and the fellow members of the parish. Her taste in fashion was 
good but subdued, and contributed to her goal of displaying nothing unique 
or remarkable. She was a clerk with a modest salary at a modest company. 
At thirty-five, she had never married and seemed no longer interested in 
dating anyone whether male or female.

She ate lunch at noon of every working day in the park which was across 
the street from her employer. She'd trained herself to never let on if 
she was tracking someone. At the end of the day, she walked through the 
park on her way home, and she had a lot of company doing this. So no one 
connected her with anyone else of any age walking in the park.

She first saw the blue-eyed tow-headed pair of them in the park: a boy 
of 7 and a girl of 6. When she offered them candy, they took it without 
hesitation. When she spoke to them, they responded. His name was Tyler 
and hers was Grace. She told them her name was Mary. She asked them if 
they liked Barry Rotter, to which both chattered that they did and that 
they were wizards studying in House Opendoor at Pigwardrs. Lindsey 
feigned excited surprise, and in a whisper asked if they could help her. 
She said that she had seen evil Gregory in an abandoned house near her 
own, and she was sure that he was up to no good for Evila's son Trago. 
She would have investigated, but she was no wizard. She asked if they 
could wait for her and accompany her home to ward her home against evil. 
They eagerly agreed, and said they'd meet her at the far end of the park 
after 5p.m.

Indeed, there they waited when she left work. Lindsey asked if they'd 
gone home after noon. Both said they hadn't but had just hung in the 
park until it wasd time to meet. As they walked down the street, Lindsey 
thought back on the many times she'd done this. She'd started at 22, 
so that was 17 years. She didn't often get a brother and sister pair, 
and she only did it at most 6 times a year, so she estimated that she'd 
taught about 75 children the facts of life and the hideous terror that 
all men were. 

Eventually, they came to the house in question. It was, in fact, one of 
several houses that were scheduled for demolition as part of an renewal 
project. Lindsey pointed at a window and told them they she had just 
seen Hermia in the window screaming for help. She urged the kids to 
accompany her as she made way to the unlocked front door. Once inside, 
she suggested that Tyler stay by the front door to keep watch while she 
and Grace searched upstairs.

The woman made her way with Grace to the very backmost room. There was 
an old bed with a dirty musty mattress on an old bedframe. Once inside, 
she stuffed a rag in the girl's mouth, overpowered her, and securely 
tied her suppine on the left side of the bed. Wiping the satisfied grin 
from her face, she ran back downstairs and told Tyler that Goyle had 
grabbed Grace. She asked if he was brave enough to help save her. He 
rushed upstairs, Lindsey close behind him. When they entered the room, 
she did with him as she had his sister, except that she tied his gagged 
struggling body prone over the right side of the bed's foot. Lindsey 
took a knife from her bag, and used it to cut away all of the girl's 
clothes and then all of the boy's. She put the knife and the shredded 
fabric in her huge hand bag. Looking left, each sibling could see the 
other. 
              
Lindsey chuckled nastily as she stripped herself naked. Moving to where 
both kids could watch her, the woman bent her knees, spread her legs, 
and began to openly masturbate. She thought of how her stepfather had 
raped her vaginally when she was 5, and then fucked her at every 
opportunity there after, usually in her own bed in her own room. She 
thought of how he had raped her anally when he was 8, and from then on 
fucked either of her holes as he willed, sometimes switching back and 
forth between them. He'd stopping fucking her cunt when she had her 
first period, but continued fucking her anally until she left for 
university and moved away from home at 18. He never wrote her, phoned 
her, or sought her out even once in the past 17 years. He was like all 
men: a rutting sex-mad beast that just used her to get off, and Lindsey 
loved him more than she could any other man.          

When she was seriously aroused, she removed a strap-on from her handbag. 
In addition to a shockingly-thick flesh-toned dildoe jutting forward, it 
had a normally sized one sticking backward. Lubing the smaller one, she 
worked it in into her own cunt until the base of the other cupped her 
cunt. After years of experimentation, she'd found this set up carried 
all motion from the phallus into her cunt, and made her feel that it was 
physically part of her body. She tightened the straps until the strap-on 
was seated firmly on her pelvis and moved with her hips. As she walked 
back to the bed, both kids' eyes grew wide and their faces turned into 
masks of terror. Seeing this delighted and aroused the woman. She 
enjoyed striking terror into kids.  

Lindsey decided to rape Grace first. She spread a small dollop of KY on 
the tip of the head of the strap-on, climbed onto the bed, and positioned 
herself so that the centre of the head of the phallus lined up perfectly 
with the slit in the girl's tiny hairles cunt. "Now I'm gonna teach you 
what it's like to be fucked by a man" she snarled gutturally. She trust 
forward with all her weight, forcing the huge phallus into to the tiny 
cunt so brutally that, in one thrust, she ripped the labia in addition 
to destroying every trace of the hymen. The girl screamed and struggled 
violently, but Lindsey kept her impaled on the strap-on. She loved the 
raw sexual power that she felt when, like a man, she destroyed a kid's 
virginity. She ground her hips, causing the dildoe to twist in the girl's 
cunt which traveled up to the dildoe in her own cunt. She settling into 
savagely fucking her as she tried to tear up the girl's vagina.    

By the time she drew back and pulled the phallus from the girl's cunt, 
blood coated it and oozed from her destroyed cunt onto the filthy mattress. 
The sight of the ruined cunt made her feel even more aroused. Tyler looked 
on in horror at the ruined mass that had been Grace's pussy. This caught 
Lindsey's eye, and she smiled and said "You're next, Tyler. Your butthole 
will look just like her cunt when I finish with it."   

The woman slid off the foot of the bed to move over behind the boy. He was 
already quivering in fear. When she touched his bum, he flenched and tried 
to pull away. "Afraid, Tyler? You should be." The guttural snarl crept back 
into her voice. "I'm gonna teach you what it's like to be fucked up the 
arse by a man." She smeared another dollop of KY on the tip of the strap-on. 
She spread his buttocks and pressed the head of the bloody phallus to the 
centre of his tiny pink arsehole. Grasping the boys hips, she trust forward 
as she had with Grace, putting all of her weight on the head of the phallus. 
When he felt the dildoe's head pressing ever harder against him, Tyler 
clenched his hole super tight, hoping to keep her out. Time seemed to pause 
for the boy, but the muscles of his hole quickly fatigued and relaxed. He 
felt the huge head tear into his hole and push deep inside him. He screamed 
and screamed as his raped rectum tried desperately to force the phallus out. 
Then Lindsay began to fuck him, and he continued to scream. Her thrusts were 
brutal as she tried to tear up his rectum. As with the girl, everything she 
did with the strap-on traveled into the dildoe in her own cunt. 

When Lindsey finally withdrew the strap-on, it had been coated anew with 
blood and blood ran from Tyler's hole to drip on the floor. Lindsey spread 
his buttocks again, and felt a hot rush when she saw that she had ripped his 
sphincter as well as some of the surrounding flesh. The woman fell to the 
floor, writhing and shaking as her orgasm rippled through her body. 
Eventually she stilled, stood up, and removed the strap-on which she wrapped 
in plastic and packed back in her huge handbag. She put her dress and shoes 
back on. 

Pulling a digital camera from a side pouch of her handbag, she took close 
up pictures of the girl's ruined cunt and the boy's ruined arsehole. Then 
she dropped the camera back in its pouch, turned and walked out of the 
abandoned house while thinking how proud her father would be of her.    


END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many years as a convict in their local prison.
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