Annie

I felt him pull out, my body relaxed a little glad he was out of me. I lay shaking as he spurted his cum over my belly and breast I moved my head up into my back letting out a loud moan as his hot cum smeared over my body streaming down over my breasts running down my belly, some fillling in my button, other moving down to get lost in the my dark curly hairs.
 
His knee slipped and he collapsed wetly onto her body, the slick smell of sex and semen filling the car. Panting, he pushed himself up and looked at her laying under him, both bodies now sticky from his thick ropes of cum. He raised off of her and sat sideways back in the front seat, his cock still semi-erect and laying glistening on his thigh. He stared at Annie with a mixture of wonder and fear.

OOC: It took a little sleuthing thru the threads to figure out what was behind Adrian's insert up there. IC said the blind man. Congrats by the way, Destiny, on your Guru status!

[Edited by captainb on 05-18-2001 at 11:18 PM]
 
She opened her eyes, then felt himself move off of her and was surprised, she turned her face to see him, he looked scared and confused, him of all people, he'd just raped her and he was the one frightened... what would he do, she knew who he was... was he going to kill her, with that thought a new horror shone in her eyes. She struggeled against the ropes.


OOC: *Chuckles* Sorry bout that! I never remember to log out, neither does he. Thanks!!! *All smiles*
 
He stared as she began to struggle again against the handcuffs. Part of him still looked at her lewdly, her bared breasts shaking with her movements, her skirt high over her naked pussy and matted hair, all of her streaked and shiny with his mark of conquest. But another part was baffled by his response. Why did I pull out? he thought. That never bothered me before. I didn't want to...he frowned as the thought suddenly surfaced. Make her pregnant? Where the fuck had that come from?

He looked at her face again, at the terror that was rising in her. Shit, now what? She knows my face, my name...oh crap, my cum, DNA...oh buddy boy you fucked up now. He twisted and looked down the alleys around the car. No one was anywhere near. He realized incredibly that it had only been a few minutes. At his movement he felt the wetness of his shirt, and looked down. Christ, what a mess! His eyes met hers again as she stared back, and he felt the first wave of panic begin to rise.
 
She had tears streaming down her face... "Let me go... please sir! Let me go!" She bit her lip and looked at him a new hope arising in her as she rolled to face him better, "Sir I won't tell.. I won't tell anyone... just let me go." Her breasts moved up and down in deep heaves as he looked over her form, she could tell he was scared and begining to panic, that was good, maybe he'd let her go.. he had no other choice, that and kill her... She shuddered and flinched then looked up again, "Please..."
 
He stared back at her, drawing in great gulps of air as he tried to calm down. Alright, think, think! God, he had lost control so fast. Why in the car?? He had to keep moving, sitting still would do no good. And he couldn't do anything with her visibly half-nude and handcuffed like that. He tucked himself back into his pants, he grabbed the blanket and threw it over her. Leaning forward, he took a manacled wrist in his hand. "Okay listen," he said in a strained voice, his face close to hers, "I'm going to unlock you, but don't try to get out! The doors are still locked, and I've got the override switch." That wasn't totally true, but he desperately didn't want her to get out of the car, not yet. He unlocked the cuffs and sat back, quickly picking up the nightstick. "Don't try anything stupid."
 
She yelled as he threw the blanket over her.She felt his hand on her wrist and paused for a momeent, "What will you do with me?" She pleaded as he let her go, "Please let me go..." I looked over him desperately as he unlocked my cuffs. "No sir..."
 
He was staring at her a little unfocused, thinking as fast as he could. He had several options, but few that seemed realistic.

OOC: Destiny, I'll be away til Tuesday night. Where would you like this to go? Are you ready to wrap up the story, or do you want to explore Annie getting revenge of some sort? I'm thinking that Neely can try to get her somewhere to clean up, believing that then there won't be any evidence. Let me know what you're thinking.
 
I watched, I could tell he was panicking his mind racing over options. Why couldn't he just let me go... for gods sake just let me go.

OOC: Ok, that's fine :) I'll miss ya! *G* Revenge? Hmm... interesting thought, maybe like a year later or something she comes back a more experienced woman, and planning to let her rapist know how it feels to be out of control, out of power.
 
Neely chuckled as a wave of relief washed through him. It was so obvious, he thought. God, I was just too freaked out before. He laughed again and rubbed his eyes. Rape? he thought. Who the hell would believe her? He knew how to twist the story, and his buddies wouldn't question things, not too hard. It was just the inside-the-cop-car thing that he hadn't planned on, but that would be a quick clean-up. He straightened and looked at Annie.

"You breathe one word of this, ever, and I'll be back to finish this," he said meaningfully. "I'll paint you as the kinky little slut I picked up who got pissed off and cried rape." He suddenly reached forward and grabbed the shreds of her panties. "Wipe yourself off with that blanket, then button your bra."

ooc: Apologies to any real policemen out there! Just one bad apple's view of the world.
 
I slapped him hard as you ripped away the little bit of her panties. "Bastard. Fine." My mind raced, damn, he was a cop of course he could do that, She wiped herself off with your blanket and then nodded shortly. She'd find a way to get back at him, abuising her trust like that.
 
Neely was stung for a moment by her slap, then nearly snapped. He lunged for her and raised his nightstick for a strike, only to push her away at the last moment. "Get out," he said darkly. "And remember, I can find out where you live. Don't give me any reason to come after you."
 
She hissed something under her breath before shoving the door open and hurrying out, she'd get him for this.
Betraying her trust like that, damn him. Her dark eyes narrowed, "He'll get what's coming to him."
 
The look in her eyes was unexpected. Where was the frightened girl he had just fucked? Now she was getting out and muttering something angrily, almost sounding like...a threat? He watched her for a moment as she started up the alley, holding her torn shirt closed in front of her. No panties under that skirt, he thought. The car started and he roared down the alley in the other direction. Relief coursed through him as her image dwindled in his mirror. Enough of that, time to get cleaned up. I'm glad I'll never see her again.
 
She smiled darkly as she saw him at the precinct, talking and laughing with his buddies, nothing had happened, he'd never taken a girl for comfort then ended up raping her in the back of his car. No not good old Neely, nothing happened last year he'd need to hide, they continued their laughing until they all exited. Neely nodded and headed an opposite direction, she smirked as she watched.

"Inexperienced I'm not anymore Officer... you'll see how it feels... know how it feels to be humiliated, fucked up, and vulnerable... miserable... I'll be sure of it. It'll be worse for you though, a good old officer, you could never tell your friends you were fuckin' raped my a woman could you..."

I chuckled at the thought, raped by a man... now that would have been interesting. But for now, this would do... she followed him, dark black tight pants hugged her hips and every curve tightly as did the black long sleeved shirt she wore. Annie also had pulled down over her long black hair a winter hat, to hide her from view as she followed.

"Oh you'll see..."


OOC: How do you do the pictures, what code? Where? I'm lost
 
Neely pulled his coat tight against the cold as he headed towards his car. One good thing about cold nights, he thought, not many perps wandering the streets. Yeah, I'll get a cup of coffee and a sandwich at Stop'nGo, then find a nice corner to park and take it easy. Gotta look over that new Juggies magazine anyway. The memory of Annie flicked through his mind briefly, as it often did. The weirdness of that encounter had faded, and now he just remembered her tied up under him and cumming as he fucked her. Yeah, he thought, those were a great pair of tits.

The rest of the shift had already cleared out by the time he reached the patrol car. He fumbled for the keys in his pocket. Wish they'd put some more lights in this lot, he grumbled.

OOC: You'll need to add the code from the profile link on the Story Index page. Look at my profile for the code, and just change it to your own picture's URL.
 
OOC: DANG!!! I HATE WHEN IT CUTS OUT JUST AFTER I POST SOMETHING AND DELETE THE POST! Anyways... *breath* Relax :) Allright, I'm back.


IC:
She watched as he walked on towards one of the corner shops, Stop'nGo.

"Figures, asshole has to get his Nude fix, damn porno magazine."

She watched as he headed for his patrol car, perfect, a darkened alley, this would do. He fumbled for his keys and she took this opportunity to approach.

"Don't move you bastard, just open the backdoor and get in... and don't turn around. Just get in."

She hissed so he wouldn't recognize her voice, her hand pressed the tip of her knife into the small of his back. He fumbled for his keys, Just trying to give himself time to think, she shoved it further into his skin almost puncturing it.

"Don't fuck with me Officer! Get that door open."

He opened the door and got in slowly. She had slipped the gun off his side when she'd first approached. She waited as he got in then lifted the weapon and hit him hard on the back of his head with the hilt. He dropped easily and she grinned as she locked the door and took a seat in the front taking him down to an empty building on the edge of town.

"Welcome to my humble abode."

I chuckled, a few 'friends' I'd asked to help me carried Neely inside and layed him on a large table. They'd gotten their rewards... and had no problem with the idea of getting more. I did know how to pay a guy. I chuckled and promptly removed his clothes and braced him down to the table.

"I'll teach you a lesson you won't soon forget."

I left the room to let him wake up, alone, cold and naked vulnerable in the other room. Then later she'd come in and teach him a few things.
 
Neely's eyes cracked open to fuzzy dim light. He started to look to the left but grimaced as pain shot through his head. Then he remembered. He'd been hit! Took my gun...Where...? He suddenly realized he was nude and stretched out flat. What the hell is this? he wondered with rising panic. He ran through what had happened. That hissing voice, and the knife...being pushed into the car...he'd been reaching for the shotgun under the seat when he was hit. His eyes cleared and he looked around the room, again seeing his nakedness. This wasn't right. This was very bad. He pulled at the bindings, but he was lashed down tight. A surge of anger coursed through him, and he strained against the ropes and hollered an echoing, "Hey!!!"
 
She chuckled as she heard his cries for help from the other room. She pushed herself off the chair grinning to herself. She nodded to her men and then turned walking down the hall towards the room.

The lights in the hall were very bright, so when she appeared in the doorframe, all he could see was her sillouhette. She stood for a moment then chuckled deeply looking at him she spoke with the same hissing voice,

"Feeling scared Officer Neely? Feeling a little vulnerable? Do you like it officer? Laying there, for anyone to see... to use... laying there... exposed and vulnerable?"
 
Terror washed over him at the sound of his name. "Who are you?" he croaked. "You're crazy! I'm a cop!"
 
"I ain't crazy, I know exactly who you are Officer."

The last word was spat with utter contempt,

"You think being a cop makes you ammune to punishment, allowed to do whatever you fuckin' think you want? Take advantage of anything... well you're about to find out different, What are you gonna do tell your friends you were raped? I'd love to see how well that goes over with your buddies."

I chuckled maliciously as I step closer careful to stay in the darkness, my grin growing as his terror deepened, my eyes watching as he pulled at his wrist and ankle braces.
 
Raped?!? His mind went numb as the word echoed. Oh jesus, he thought, and strained hard against the braces. But he was bound tight to the cold table, helpless and nakedly exposed. He felt his balls tighten and pull up tight, and he tried to hold off the rising panic. He knew the dark figure was a woman, trying to hide her voice. But he couldn't see her face. Was this revenge? God, for what? He licked his lips and tried to sound reasonable.

"Listen, I know you've been hurt. If I was responsible, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you. I've got money, I...I'll do whatever needs done to make it right. You don't need to do this. You've scared the hell out of me, no one could ever have made their point better. What do you want me to do? Just name it and it's yours."
 
"Yeah you hurt me, and don't worry you'll help me a lot. I'm going to ruin you, when you look in the mirror, all you'll see is filth. That's what I want, I want you to know how it is to wake up every morning thinking about it, to go to sleep every night thinking about it, how terrible it was... how fuckin' terrible it was."

I stepped forward removing my hat and letting myself into the light.

"I'll let you know how I feel."
 
A void seemed to open under Neely as Annie stepped into the light. He remembered her. Her hair was longer and she was dressed in black, but the body was tight and round and her face with the pouty lips was the same. But it wasn't; her eyes were cold and her lips were drawn back in a snarl as she spoke with a voice he barely recognized, one that dripped with hate. His mouth went dry as his mind furiously raced.

"I've thought about it a lot," he said quietly. "I know it wasn't right, what...what I did." She snorted with contempt, but he continued. "I mean it, I...you'd asked me for help and I got carried away and..." He paused, breathing heavily. "I can't imagine how you feel, but...I know it can't mean much...god, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He tried to meet her eyes, a pleading expression on his face. God, he thought, please let her believe me.
 
I watched as recognition begin to cloud over his face. I sneereed, his face began to wash white as he raced for things to say, something to make me let him go. All I had to do to resist that was to think of what he did to me... He'd destroyed me, crushed my spirit and soul.

"I'll bet you have, and you're right it wasn't right. Don't worry you won't have to imagine how I feel... I'll show you."

I chuckled a little stepping forward,

"I know people like you, MEN like you. You're not sorry, you're sorry I knew who you were, you're sorry I cought you, and you're sorry I brought you here. You will be sorry that I did that to you and you weren't able to get out of it. But you don't regret doing it, you loved it, you got off on my terror. You lusted after my fear, and now I want yours... and I like what I'm seeing so far."

My hand strayed to his stomache,

"I won't be gentle either Officer Neely."
 
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