Rape Stories

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The Nice Guy

by binder38us The Nice Guy sat in his car waiting for the last person to leave the office where he worked. He knew Tiffany worked late on Monday nights and decided this was the Monday he was going to rape her.

Tiffany was a hottie. 5'4" , size 18, nice big breasts, hippy. He liked big women, always have. The first girl he had ever raped had been a big girl....

Tracy always took rides from him in high school because he was a Nice Guy. One day, the Nice Guy took Tracy to a secluded parking lot, put a knife to her throat, raped and sodomized her, dropped her off at her house and waited for the cops to come. Two uniformed officers arrived and the Nice Guy said they had sex..no he didn't own a knife(he had dumped the one he had used in a local river). Since Tracy had a reputation at school, the Nice Guy was never arrested for the rape. Even after he raped her again in her home(dumb bitch let him into her house when she was alone. He convinced her he was going to apologize to her), he left high school with his Nice Guy moniker intact.

He kept that moniker over college(three rapes) and his job. He had raped several women in the area, but never one at work.

As the last car in the parking lot left, the Nice Guy put on a pair of surgical gloves and moved forward toward Tiffany's office.

Tiffany was working behind her desk and was surprised to see him. She was his immediate supervisor and she had taken a liking to him. He was such a Nice Guy.

The Nice Guy was holding a folder and asked Tiffany to check out it contents. She got up from behind her desk, and was instantly grabbed by the Nice Guy who put a hand over her mouth and a knife to her throat.

"Do everything I say, Tiffany and I won't hurt you. Understand?"

Tiffany nodded and the Nice Guy let his hand off her mouth.

"Please don't hurt me," pleaded Tiffany.

"That is up to you, whore. Strip down to your pantyhose. NOW!"

"You really don't want to do this," said Tiffany. "Just leave..."

She never finished her sentence. The Nice Guy slapped her across the face with the back of his hand. Tiffany fell to the ground. The Nice Guy grabbed her by the hair and put the knife to her throat.

"Why do you bitches insist on saying that. Why else would I be here if not to rape your sad ass? The question is for you Tiffany is: do you want to live through it? Do you, whore?

Tiffany nodded and was rewarded with another slap.

"ANSWER ME"

"Yes..I want ...to live through ..it," stammered Tiffany. Tears were flowing down her face now.

"Good. Now strip down to your pantyhose."

Tiffany stood and obeyed the Nice guy. Soon she was standing in just her nylons and heels.

The Nice Guy ran his knife over Tiffany's breasts. She froze in fear.

"So pretty. What size are your tits Whore Tiffany?

"38...C."

"Sexy." The Nice Guy bit and sucked Tiffany's nipples. He then stood back and slapped her breasts. Tiffany screamed and tried to back away, but the Nice Guy grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the ground.

He lay on top of the struggling Tiffany and put the knife to her throat. Tiffany lay still

"Don't move and spread your legs Whore Tiffany."

Tiffany obeyed, tears flowing down her face. The Nice Guy pulled her arms over her head and moved his tounge down Tiffany's right leg. He pulled off her heel and sucked on her nylon covered toes. He pulled off her left heel and did the same to her left foot.

The Nice Guy took the tip of his knife and slit open the crotch of Tiffany's pantyhose. She was now exposed to him.

"No panties; what a whore."

The Nice Guy buried his face into Tiffany's crotch, sucking and biting her clit. He shoved a finger deep into her vagnia illicting a gasp from Tiffany.

The Nice Guy could feel Tiffany getting wet.

"Yes, cum for me Whore. Cum for your rapist" The Nice Guy pushed his finger deeper into Tiffany's pussy.

Tiffany's breathe quickened. The Nice Guy loved it when they fought their orgasm. Tiffany's back arched and she let out a scream of pleasure, followed by the sound of weeping: weeping at the shame of cumming for the man who was violating her.

As Tiffany wept, the Nice Guy slipped on a condom, mounted Tiffany and drove his hard cock into her wet pussy. He took her hard, reaching up to slap Tiffany's breasts to add to her pain and his pleasure.

" You like this don't you, Whore Tiffany." He slapped her breasts again. "Say you like it, whore. Say you love to be raped."

Tiffany gritted her teeth. The Nice Guy slapped her face.

"SAY IT WHORE!"

"I..love..to be..raped..."

"Good." The Nice Guy pulled out of Tiffany, grabbed her legs, put them over his shoulders, and drove his hard cock into her tight ass.

Tiffany screamed. The Nice Guy rammed her harder, raining slaps all over her body as he sodomized until he couldn't hold back anymore and came.

He pulled out, carefully removed the condom and placed it in a baggie. He stripped Tiffany of her pantyhose and wiped his cock with them.

"Get up and get dressed, Whore Tiffany. MOVE!"

Slowly Tiffany stood, gathered her clothes and dressed. He forced Tiffany to sit in her desk chair and kneeled in front of her, knife on her throat.

"Listen well, Whore Tiffany. No one will believe that I raped you. I wasn't seen coming in. I left no semen in you and no fingerprints." The Nice Guy held up his gloved hands.

"Be a smart Whore and put this behind you. I really don't want to kill you. Understand?"

Tears flowed down Tiffany's face as she nodded. The Nice Guy kissed her on the forehead.

"Good. Now have a good cry and I will see you bright and early tomorrow."

The Nice Guy left a crying Tiffany at her desk.

He added Tiffany's pantyhose and the bag containing the condom he used to rape her to his trophy chest, showered, and slept well that night.

He arrived at work and was shocked to find out that Tiffany had quit suddenly for health reasons.

As he sipped his morning coffee, the Nice Guy wondered out loud what had happened?

As his fellow co-workers debated the question, they never noticed the smile on the Nice Guy's face....

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The Nice Guy and the Librarian

by binder38us Every Nice Guy goes to the Library. The Nice Guy liked the local College Library: he could scope out the co-eds and it had reading rooms.

Reading rooms were nice quiet rooms that students could reserve. They would lock themselves inside to finish group projects. The Nice Guy saw them as an opportunity when it was a late Monday night and the majority were empty. He entered the library late one night wearing his rape jacket and his surgical gloves.

In the back of the library was his target: the Research Librarian Anna. She was a big sexy brown hair woman who always wore a dark skirt and white blouse and kept her hair in a tight bun.

Anna smiled when she saw the Nice Guy approach. He had been making small talk with her for weeks now and she welcomed his humor to her dull days of dealing with idiot students. So, when he asked her to open a reading room so he could finish a work project, she agreed.

As they walked toward the reading room, the Nice Guy put on his surgical gloves and slid his knife out of his pocket.

As Anna unlocked the door and pushed it open, the Nice Guy drove his shoulder into her back. Anna flew through the doorway and slammed off the conference table in the room.

The Nice Guy closed and locked the door. He reached down, grabbed Anna by her hair, and pulled her to her feet. He put his knife to her throat.

"Be good and I won't kill you cunt."

"Don't hurt me."

"That is up to you, cunt. Kick off your shoes."

Anna obeyed, her eyes on the knife on her throat.

"Now the skirt, cunt."

"No, please...."

The Nice Guy slapped her face and pressed the point of his knife at her chin.

"You are pissing me off, cunt. I will sever your head from your shoulders if you don't obey me. Understand.?"

"Y..Yees..."

The Nice Guy kissed her on the cheek." Good. Take off the skirt."

Anna unzipped and slid off her skirt. She had a round ass, and the Nice Guy ran his free hand over it.

"So nice. Pull your pantyhose to your knees, cunt."

Anna pushed her 'hose down. The Nice Guy took the knife from her throat, cut the waist band of her pink panties and yanked them off. He reached between her legs and began to rub her clit.

Anna tried to pull away, but the Nice Guy wrapped a forearm around her throat and pulled her close to him. Her bit her neck as he rubbed her clit.

The Nice Guy could feel the warmth of pleasure spread across Anna's skin. He could see her large breasts heaving as her breathe quickened. He could feel her vagina becoming wet.

Anna cried out as she came. The Nice Guy kissed her neck.

"Good cunt. Now take off your blouse and bra. I want to play with your titties."

Crying in shame for cumming for the man who was raping her, Anna took off her blouse and bra. The Nice Guy groped and pinched her nipples. He ran the point of his knife over her the contour of her breasts. Fear gripped Anna.

"Pull up your pantyhose, cunt."

Anna slid her 'hose over her body again. The Nice Guy pushed her down into a chair and kneeled in front of her.

He ran his hands over her nylon covered legs, then lifted her right foot to his mouth. He sucked her toes. He did the same with the left foot. Tears slid down Anna's face.

The Nice Guy spread Anna's legs, shoved his face into her crotch, and began to suck and bite her clit through her pantyhose. Anna cried out in shame...and pleasure.

It didn't take Anna long to cum for the Nice Guy a second time. The Nice Guy smiled, stood, grabbed Anna's ankles, and pulled her to the floor. She landed with a painful thump.

The Nice Guy took a scarf and tied Anna's right wrist to her right ankle. He did the same to her left side with a second scarf. With the point of his knife, the Nice Guy slit open the crotch of Anna's pantyhose. Anna was spread, helpless and exposed before him.

He stuffed Anna's panties into her mouth, slid a condom on to his stiff cock, mounted Anna, and rammed himself inside her. Anna screamed into her gag as the Nice Guy raped her.

The Nice Guy slowed his strokes and rubbed her clit as he took her. He could see Anna arch her back in pleasure and felt her pussy tighten around his cock as she came for a third time. The Nice Guy smiled. He loved giving worthless cunts pleasure.

He pulled out of Anna and rolled her over onto her face. He made sure the gag was secure in her mouth before he slowly shoved his cock into her tight anus. Anna screamed into her gag as the Nice Guy began her final humiliation of the night: her sodomy.

The Nice Guy did not go slow this time. He took her ass hard and painfully, enjoying the muffled sound of Anna's screams. He came quickly.

He lingered in her ass for a moment, then slowly pulled out. He carefully placed the condom into a plastic baggie. He untied Anna stripped off her pantyhose, and pulled her panties out of her mouth. Anna curled up in a fetal position and cried.

The Nice Guy let Anna cry for two minutes, gathered her clothes--except for her panties and pantyhose--and tossed them beside her. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her feet.

"Get up and get dressed, Anna. MOVE!" He waved the knife in front of her. Anna slowly dressed, stopping for a moment to look for her underwear.

"I have your panties and nylons, cunt. Finish dressing."

Anna slid on her skirt and zipped it up. She put her feet back into her heels. Tears were still falling down her cheeks.

The Nice Guy pushed Anna into a chair, kneeled in front of her, and placed the point of his knife under her chin.

"You will have a good cry and forget all this happened, Anna. I left no fingerprints," the Nice Guy held up his gloved hands. "I left no semen in you. Finish crying and return to work remembering that if you say a word, I will rape you again and then kill you. Understand?"

"I understand..." Anna said lasping into a crying jag.

The Nice Guy kissed her on the forehead, and left Anna in the reading room. He went home, showered and added the baggie and her underwear to his trophy chest....

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The Nice Guy and the Church Girl

by binder38us

Every Nice Guy goes to church. It helps keep up the facade and can be a wonderful hunting ground for new victims. The Nice Guy found one on a Wednesday night after a church potluck.

He was on his way to his car when he noticed that Sharon was standing by her car. Sharon was in her early thirties, tall, long legged and blonde. She told the Nice Guy her car had broken down. He offered to take her to his house to call his auto club. (She didn't have a cell phone and the Nice Guy said he had forgotten his.) Sharon accepted the Nice Guy's offer. After they entered his house, the Nice Guy pulled his knife from the holster on his belt, put his hand over Sharon's mouth and the knife to her throat.

He dragged a petrified Sharon into his bedroom.

"Strip, church girl. Everything off, NOW!"

Sharon shook with fear."Please don't do this.."

The Nice Guy slapped Sharon across the face. Sharon staggered back and fell to the floor. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back.

"Do as you are told and don't say another word you stupid slut. Understand?"

"Yes.." Sharon's answer was rewarded with another slap across her face.

"Not a word. Nod your head."

A tearful Sharon nodded. The Nice Guy pulled her to her feet.

"Now strip."

Sharon pulled off her clothes: her dress, slip, bra, pantyhose and panties. She stood before the Nice Guy naked, hands trying to cover her privates.

The Nice Guy slapped her hands out of the way and roughly grabbed her right breast. He pinched her nipple. Sharon cried out and was immediately slapped.

"Not a sound, stupid slut. You will give me total silence as I rape you."

The Nice Guy pushed Sharon down on his bed. He reached into a cubby in the headboard and took out several pieces of cut nylon rope.

The first he wrapped around Sharon's wrists. He bent both of Sharon's legs to her chest, and with two more pieces of rope, lashed each thigh to each shin so her legs remained in that bent position. Sharon moaned in pain.

The Nice Guy now blindfolded Sharon. He looked down at his helpless victim and smiled. He was going to enjoy raping this nice church girl.

The Nice Guy spread Sharon's tied legs and began to lick and suck her clit. It didn't take long for Sharon's pussy to get wet and her breath quicken with excitement. The Nice Guy increased the speed of his tounge and plunged a finger into Sharon's damp pussy.

" Yes, you nice girl, cum for me. Show me that you are a naughty, nasty whore. Cum for me nasty girl."

Sharon's bound body bucked and then she screamed as her body gave into the pleasure. Her screaming was followed by tears of shame. The Nice Guy smiled, took a condom from his headboard cubby, and slipped it onto his stiff cock.

He positioned himself between Sharon's bound legs and drove himself into her wet pussy. Sharon cried out as the Nice Guy raped her.

"Yes, you are now a naughty girl, Sharon. All naughty girls get raped. You are now my slut, Naughty Girl Sharon." The Nice Guy pounded Sharon's pussy with hard strokes.

After several minutes, the Nice Guy pulled out of Sharon and rolled her over on her face. He spanked Sharon's ass.

"Time to give you what every Naughty Girl deserves."

The Nice Guy spread Sharon's ass cheeks and entered Sharon's anus. She screamed as the Nice Guy sodomized her.

"Yes...your are a nasty whore now, Sharon. A girl who likes it in ass..."

The Nice Guy sodomized Sharon until he came. He slowly pulled out, made his way to the bathroom and disposed of the rubber in the toilet. He returned to a sobbing Sharon and sat on the bed next to her.

"I made you into a Nasty Girl, Sharon. Do you want to be good again."

Sharon continued to sob.

The Nice Guy thumped Sharon on the head with a fist. "Answer me, Slut!"

"I...want to be..good..."

"Then I will purify you."

The Nice Guy took Sharon's panties and stuffed them into her mouth. He took a belt from his pants, folded it in half, and began to whip Sharon's ass and back with short hard strokes.

Sharon's body jerked with every stroke of the belt. She screamed into her gag. Since she couldn't see the Nice Guy, he took his time using fear as well as pain to punish Sharon.

The Nice Guy gave Sharon forty lashes from his belt, climbed back on the bed, put on another condom, and sodomized Sharon a second time.

After he had cum and disposed of the rubber, he untied Sharon. He forced her to take a shower and dress; minus her panties which he put into his trophy trunk.

The Nice Guy sat a shocked Sharon at the dining room table, poured her a stiff drink, forced her to swallow it, and sat next to her.

"You will forget all this, Sharon. I purified you and made you the Nice Church Girl you were. There is no semen for evidence so you can't prove what happen here. So let it go. Don't make me have to kill you later. Understand?

Sharon nodded.

"Good. I'll go call the auto club and help you with your car."

The Nice Guy made the phone call and took Sharon back to her car. He waited with her as the until the Tow Truck arrived.

He didn't want anything to happen to her...

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The Nice Guy and the College Girl

by binder38us

The Nice Guy lived in an apartment complex that catered to college students. He rented an upper story apartment and spent afternoons looking out his window tracking likely victims. Who it was became a matter of timing and this afternoon Anna had won the draw.

At 5' 7' Anna was a nice big girl with a bubble ass and large breasts. The Nice Guy was watching the courtyard when he saw her come home. He knew that at 2pm on a mid-day afternoon no one would see him and that her roommates were four hours off from returning. The Nice Guy slipped on a pair of surgical gloves, made sure all his rape gear was in the inside pockets of his jacket, and walked over to Anna's apartment.

Anna answered the door wearing a robe. The Nice Guy smiled at her and said he had locked his keys in his car and he needed to call a locksmith. Anna responded to his smile and let the Nice Guy in.

The Nice Guy waited until Anna had locked the door then grabbed her, hand over her mouth, knife to her throat.

"Do what I say, fat slut, and everything will be fine." He pressed the knife against her throat." Understand?"

Anna nodded, tears rolling down here cheeks. The Nice Guy lifted his hand off her mouth.

"Please don't hurt me," she pleaded.

The Nice Guy turned Anna to face him, and back handed her across the face. The force of the slap slammed Anna against the front door and she slid to the floor.

The Nice Guy tore open Anna's robe. She was nude beneath. The Nice Guy ran his knife over her breasts.

"Beautiful breasts, fat slut. What size?"

Anna whimpered. The Nice Guy grabbed Anna's right breast and put the edge of his knife to it.

"Answer me or I will cut you," he threatened softly.

"40 ..d..don't hurt me."

"Up to you, fat slut. Roll over on your face. MOVE!"

Anna did as she was told. The Nice Guy pulled off Anna's robe and ran the blade of his knife over her back and butt. Anna whimpered in fear.

"Spread your legs, fat slut."

Anna spread her legs. The Nice Guy rammed a finger into her vagiana. Anna cried out in pain. The Nice Guy probed Anna like a doctor. With his other hand, he rubbed her clit.

The Nice Guy felt wetness building in Anna's pussy. He heard here breath quicken.

"Yes, cum for me you fat slut. Cum for your rapist."

The Nice Guy increased the speed of his fingers. Anna came screaming and crying. The Nice Guy slapped Anna's ass.

"See: you can be trained, fat slut. Now your ass is mine."

The Nice Guy slid a condom onto his stiff cock, grabbed Anna's ass cheeks, spread them, and rammed his hard cock into her tight ass. Anna screamed. The Nice guy put his knife to her throat.

" Not a sound, fat slut. Take my cock in silence."

The Nice Guy smiled at the sight of Anna biting her lip to keep from screaming. He sodomized her for ten minutes, slapping her ass to add to her pain.

The Nice Guy pulled out.

"On your back, fat slut."

Anna slowly rolled over. The Nice Guy yanked Anna's legs apart and rammed his cock into her pussy. He pounded her pussy, slapping her breasts as he took her.

Anna screamed and was rewarded with a hard slap to her face.

"Silence, fat slut. Not a fucking sound."

Anna bit her lip again and endured her rape in silence; even as the Nice Guy continued to slap her breasts.

The Nice Guy now slowed his strokes, taking his time. He called Anna every nasty name that came to his mind, including cunt. He smiled. Women hated to be called that.

As he felt himself building to a climax, he laid his body on top of Anna, wrapped his hands behind her head, and ploughed into her with all his strength. Deep, punishing strokes until he came.

Carefully, the Nice Guy pulled out of Anna and placed his spent condom in a plastic bag. He grabbed Anna by the hair and dragged her into the bathroom.

"Shower, fat slut."

A broken Anna obeyed. The Nice Guy watched, even reaching in to finger her clit once more until she came again. What a whore he thought.

The Nice Guy had Anna dry off and forced into her bedroom. He pushed her on to her bed and put his knife to her throat.

"You will not mention this to anyone. You have no proof. No fingerprints." He held up his gloved hands for Anna to see. "No semen. You were just having a bad day. Have a good cry and forget everything."

The Nice Guy leaned down and kissed Anna's forehead. He pressed the blade of the knife against her throat.

"Don't make me come back here and kill you. Understand, fat slut?"

Anna nodded, curled up in the fetal position on the bed and began to began to sob.

The Nice Guy left her there, collecting her robe to add to his trophy chest.

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