50 First Rapes

Cassy was disgusted with herself now. What he was doing began to feel good. Her pussy was responding almost as if it wanted to bear hug his cock. She found her hips were beginning to respond as well. Possibly all of this was due to the fact that he would not stop until she enjoyed his actions. Cassy knew that she should just go ahead and find the pleasure in it. Then, maybe it would be over.

A gasp escaped her lips and even a moan. His large manhood knew what it was doing. It filled her her and took her as it's prize. Her body was falling under the spell of his fucking....
 
Marcus

As Marcus felt and heard Cassy begin to finally respond to his action, he decided he wanted to be a bit more wicked, "Oh ho, I get it now, all that defiance and hatred was just a show huh? Looks like I landed myself a little wanna be slut virgin, pretending to hate it while you wanted me even more than I wanted you, well then I'll definately deliver." He said maliciously, his thrusting going deeper and longer than before his fingers danceing over her breasts and sensitive clit.
 
Cassy just ignored his words. She stayed there with her body helpless to his onslaught. A smuch as she hated him, she could not deny that this was feeling good. When he finally went as deep as he could Cassy moaned out with each thrust. The power of his cock was un-deniable....
 
Marcus

Realizing that his words were just being ignored Marcus decided that he would just focus on making her body believe it wanted him. And as she started to moan from his actions he knew she was starting to finally get close, good thing too as he was quickly getting close to the point of no return again himself. His thrusts began to increase in urgency, while begining to rotate his hips with each thrust as well finding a way of touching every inch of her inner walls with his motions. His hands now both clutching a breast in each hand for leverage in his thrusts.
 
Cassy's body was loving his cock now. As a result of this, she felt humiliated. As he grabbed her breasts and thrusted for all he was worth she moaned out, "Oh my God...mmmmm" She could feel an odd feeling wash over her. She felt flush and her mind seemed to drift. And then, there was a rush from her body. Her back arched and her pussy pulsated. She cried out, "Ahhh!!! MMMMM!!!!" and she orgasmed. She could feel her own fliuds rush from her abused and well fucked pussy. Her breahting was hard and her head thrashed left to right. He was a true rapist. He able to force her to cum. She hated him and what he did. But, her body refused to deny him.
 
Marcus

He continued to pound her defenseless sex throughout her orgasm, but her quivering walls were too much for him to resist any longer, so as her orgasm was ending his began, but this time gripped her hips and flipped her over onto her back and pulling himself from her depths, her rapists cum shooting out over her and dirtying her body as it landed on her stomach, breasts some even reaching her face. "There, now I've made you mine inside and out, hehehe. Now what do you say we go wash off, you don't want to go home to your family with blood and cum-stained thighs and a jizz facial, do you?"
 
Cassy just rolled over to her side as cum dripped from her. She sobbed and was in shock over all that had happened. He raped her, her body liked it and now the bastard wanted to bathe with her like what they did was perfectly normal. He had gottten what he wanted and now she just wished he would go away. He took her virginity, humiliated her and raped her multiple times. What more could he want? She thought to herself, "At least he kept his word about not fucking my ass." Through all that had happened, that was the only good thing she could think of any of it.

Between sobs she said, "You got what you wanted. I am humiliated and you are sexually satisfied. Can't you just go away now? What more do you want?"
 
Marcus

"Oh don't worry I'm quite satisfied....for today anyway, but if I were to take you home as you are your family would ask bothersome questions." He then grabbed her about the waist and lifted her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry, walking over to some bushes where he left his clothes, reaching into a pocket and removeing a small container with some pills inside, taking out two he walked towards the water her still over his shoulder.

Once about waist deep in he lowered her down into the water, "Now come on wash yourself off, or do you want to feel my hands again by letting me do it. Oh and don't bother trying to run, I bet your pretty sore so I could run you down in a second."
 
Cassy was defeated and helpless. Before he even said it, she knew there was no since in trying to run. With a bent head reflecting her shame and mental pain, she ran her hands over her body to rinse herself off. She thought to herself, "He talks about me going home. So, he is going to let me live and he is going to let me go home. I am going to call the police as soon as I get home. I want to see this bastard hang!"

She could feel her perversed eyes on her but she refused to meet his gaze. She would not give him the satisfaction of seeing the shame and pain on her face....
 
Marcus

He too began to wash off the evidence of the activities of the day, all the while however keeping one hand out of the water, the one with the pills, fortunately with her eyes not meeting his her chances of noticing were slim. All of a sudden out of the blue, Marcus's hand shot out and painfully slapped her sensitive breasts, his other hand shooting out quickly afterward shoving his hand against her mouth as it opened to cry out, simultainously forcing the pills into her mouth. He kept his hand over her mouth and then pulled her to him and put his other hand over her nose, "Swallow, or I don't let you breath until you pass out."
 
Cassy had no choice but to swallow the metallic tasting pills. She was soon losing conciousness and went limp in his arms. She was very afraid because she would not know what he was doing while she was knocked out. Would he rape her more? Cassy thought this was probably not true because it was clear he did not have to drug her to fuck her. Was he going to kill her? She thought he could have done that with his bare hands if he wanted to. Perhaps he was going to drop her off on her doorsteps this way so that she wold be unable to tell anyone about him. This was the reasoning she decided that was the most likely. She shuddered because she know this meant she would not remember him. She would be unable to write in her journal about it all which would let him get away with all that he had done. Then, there was darkness. She had passed out.....
 
Marcus

The sleeping pills had worked even better than expected, as he collected Cassy up in his arms and headed off the beach,her personal stuff from her jeep, getting them both dressed, and taking her back to his car. By the time he got her home, it was getting late the sun had set, he parked about a block away and making sure noone saw him made his way to her house her gently carried in his arms so not to wake her prematurely, despite the fact he knew the pills were very strong and her body and mind were undoubtedly exausted from the 'activities' of the day.

After quietly making his way up the fire escape to her always unlocked window, something he had discovered while hunting her, and climbed into her room. Once inside he stripped her to her underwear and tossing her clothes on the floor, placed her gently in bed and pulled up the covers. Then looked over to her desk and saw her journal, picked it up and looked for the last entry....'Yes!' He thought to himself, his friend had been here already and had entered the information about today he had told him to, then he flipped back a few pages to compare the handwriting, 'Damn, he's good there's not even the slightest difference, he even stuck to her style of writing sentence structure, slang everything.' Shaking his head and smileing he made his way back down the fire-escape and back to his car heading home looking forward to tommorrow.

Journal Entry, June 17, 2004:

After the usual talk about her condition, was the what had happened that day. It was all pretty usual until she reached the part about the beach.

I have something important for me to remember, I met someone today, he's really nice and hot, um cute. We hung out at the beach all afternoon, and even well into the night just talking and having fun. We had so much fun actually, I didn't realize just how late it was until the sun was down. Once I realized I had to go I climbed in the Jeep, but it wouldn't start, so Marcus, that's the guy's name gave me a ride home, he even said he'll fix it if he can tonight and drive me to pick it up tommorrow. I said sure, it was a great excuse to see him again anyway, so he'll be here to pick me up at 10 o'clock in the morning. Oh yea, by the way he doesn't know about our....problem yet, I just don't want to scare him off, he's nice and I like him and I think he likes me too, but if he runs away from me because he know's I won't remember him day after day I'll never find out. So try to keep him from finding out as long as you can.
 
Cassy awoke in the morning feeling very sore between her legs. She went to the bathroom and a faint trace of blood was on the tissue. She thought, "Hmmm... Maybe I am just spotting. But, what is this soreness about?" She then went to her journal to see if anything happened the day before to explain her soreness. She saw nothing but read about Marcus. She smiled, "He seems nice. I can't wait to see what he looks like."

She dressed herself in a hot pink bikini set and pulled on a matching sleeveles shirt and white shorts. On her feet she slid on white sandals with pink flowers on them. The toes were cut out. She then brushed her hair and pulled it back into a pony tail with a white scrunchie. After brishing her teeth she hurried down stairs and hugged her Dad and Brother while they sat watching TV and said, "I had car toruble yesterday according to my journal. Someone named Marcus helped me. He is suposed to bring my car by today." Her Dad looked suspicious, "That must be why I didn't see you when you came in."

Cassy shrugged, "I guess so. Anyway, according to waht I wrote he seems like a nice guy." She then settled down on the loveseat by herself. Her brother said, "He better be nice or I'll teach him a lesson." Cassy laughed at her brother, "James, you couldn't beat me up. I doubt you can beat this guy up." Her Dad laughed at her comment as her brother looked annoyed.

Cassy then said, "I am going to wait out on the porch in the swing." Her Dad asked, "Don't you want breakfast?" She sighed, "Yeah, I guess so. I will probably miss breakfast at the Aloha Diner. I'll go and gather up left overs." Her Dad smiled, "Good idea. There is some toast, scrambled eggs and turkey sausages." Cassy smiled and rubbed her tummy, "Mmmm.. sounds yummy." She then went in the kitchen and piled the left overs on to her plate. She was unusually veyr hungry this morning. She thought to herself, "Why am I so hungry?" She then poured herself a glass of orange juice and sat down at the table to eat. After eating she decided to be nice and wash up all the dishes. After that, she went back into the living room, "The food was great Dad. I'll be out on the porch." Her Dad smiled and nodded as she went through the front door.

She sat down in the swing and still felt sore between her legs. But, not as bad as when she first woke up. She swung softly in the swing and looked out the horizon and sighed as she admired the beauty of the ocean. She also thought of Marcus, "I hope this guy comes soon."
 
Marcus

Marcus had rose from a very restful sleep, fully charged, and after a large breakfast felt he had the energy to face the day. Climbing into his car he took off with all speed for Cassy's house, arriving just a few minutes before ten o'clock. As he climbed out of the car he saw Cassy waiting for him, 'Time for me to put on the show.' He thought to himself as he gave a friendly wave as he walked towards the house.

"Hey Cassy, good news your starter was just on the fritz, I got it working in just a few minutes." He said walking up to her, he was wearing a nice white button up shirt, without the buttons done up a pair black shorts/swimtrunks, and a pair of running shoes. He stopped a few paces away a looked at her intently before smileing a bit shyly, "Um wow, you look really nice today."
 
Cassy smiled as the attractive man walked up to her. She thought to herself, "A black man.... I have never dated a black guy before. But, man is he cuuuute!" She walked down the stairs and said, "Oh, that is good news about my car, Marcus. Thanks a lot! I guess we can go pick it up now." She then turned and rushed up the steps. She said over her shoulder, "Hang on. I want you to meet my Dad and Brother." She then pushed the door open. She said, "Hey, the guy I told you about is here. He fixed my car. Come meet him." She then went back down the stairs as her Dad and brother came out.

Her stocky, serious looking Dad came out and then her brother. Her brother was slightly muscular but friendly looking. Her Dad said with a suspicious tone, "So, I hear you helped my daughter with her car. Very good." Her brother then chimed in, "Yeah. Very good."
 
Marcus

"It was my pleasure sir, I mean no decent guy would leave a girl stranded at the beach to walk home after dark." He said his smile casual and charming. Meanwhile he thought to himself, 'Me decent, god I can't believe I'm keeping a straight face.'

"But I think we should get going now I left your Jeep where it was parked, it was still there when I drove by on my way here but we wanna get to it before they give you a ticket, or worse tow it." He said, "Gentlemen, it was a pleasure to meet you and I promise to get her back to her car in one piece, hope to see you around." At that he looked back at Cassy, "Ready to go?"

(OOC: Sorry about this if I had known for sure at an earlier date I would have informed you then, but tomorrow I leave for a military exercise and I won't be able to post as frequently as I have been, quite possibly only on weekends. I hope you can forgive me and won't mind the thread slowing down for the next month, I'm hoping to keep it alive as long as you are. Again sorry about this.)
 
OOC: Oh, that is alright. I appreciate you telling me. I will just be even more excited when I see your posts. *giggle* By the way, I was in the military too. US Navy.

IC: Cassy's dad still looked suspicious of Marcus but seemed to brush it off. Her brother seemed oblivious that something could be wrong with this guy. Her Dad said, "Ok. Thanks. Nice to meet you too." Her brother just waved goodbye to them as they hurried off. Cassy was totally oblivious was a creep this guy was as she hoped in his car. She smiled at the handsome fellow, "Thanks again, Marcus. You are the best." She then leaned over and gave a friendly peck on his cheek.
 
Marcus

Marcus let out a small chuckle at her kissing him, "Thanks, but as I said to your father, anybody with any decency would help out someone in need....Especially if their as pretty as you." He said with a shy smile. Then he started up the car and drove off, heading towards the beach, he then looked at her and asked, "You want to just pick up the car and then head home, or were you still interested in going swimming again today, cause if you are we may want to drop your Jeep off home anyway, no sense wasting gas in two cars right?"
 
Cassy smiled sweetly, "Sure. That sounds like a plan. And it sounds like you'd like to hang out today. That sounds fun. I'd love ot go back to the beach with you." Cassy had no idea that she was encouraging her very own personal rapist. She even felt "turned on" by his presence like she did when she first met him the day before. But, today she was slightly even more attracted to him.

As he drove she glanced down to his shorts and could see the outline of his penis. She thought to herself, "Even through his pants he looks huge. I wonder what fucking a black guy would be like?"
 
Marcus

(I figure there's no point in RPing picking up the car and then heading out again so.)

As they were leaving her yard again this time a little after noon because , Marcus looked over at Cassy, "Hey what do you say I treat you to lunch before we head out to the beach again?" He had to keep up appearances that he was a decent guy and if perhaps they should run into anyone she knows he might be able to put on a show.
 
After the car business was taken care of, she went with him in his vehicle. She smiled over to him, "Yes, let's go to the beach. I can't wait. I really want to get into that water today." Cassy couldn't help but think to herself, "I wonder what he looks liek under those clothes? I bet he is very sexy." Though she had these thoughts she felt a second meeting would be too early to let on the attraction to him. Little did she know, he had already claimed her and defiled her. She had no idea that she was attracted to a rapist.
 
Marcus

Marcus smiled about how anxious she was to get to the beach, but he had other plans today, "Alright we'll go to the beach, but I need something from my house first." He said speeding up a private road.

When he stopped it was in front of an extremely large house, pristinely white, three stories high and quite wide. "Do you want to come in? I might be awhile, since we're not going out for lunch I figured I might make something." He said getting out of the car and walking towards the front door.
 
Cassy's eyes opened wide as she admired the house. She agreed to go inside and eat lunch with him. As they walked she said, "This house is beautiful. DO you live by yourself in this big house or do you have family here? Or maybe roomates?"

The house seemed very still an quiet. She couldn't help but wonder if he lived here alone. If he did, wasn't this too much house for one person?
 
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