Rape Stories

Warning!

Proxy

by Morbidreams

Disclaimer: I do not condone the act of actual rape, mental or physical. This story is complete fiction. Note: Consenting adults acting out fantasies on the other hand, writing stories of imaginary events (like this one), or discussing these topics with others; is quite all right, and entertaining as well.

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The woman, thinking about the next night, was smiling as she got out of her car. He had been gone for a week on a business trip and finally she would have him to herself again, she thought as she opened the back door to her car and bent over to pull some shopping bag out of the floor bored of her Mercedes.

Suddenly she felt an arm encircling her waist as she was tackled into the back seat, the blow so sudden and forceful it knocked the breath out of her before she could even scream. Her head bounced of the opposite door, momentarily stunning her. She sucked in a deep breath and was just about to scream when she heard a click and felt cold circular steel pressed against the back of her neck.

"Do it and I’ll ruin the inside of this car bitch." said a man’s voice behind her as her head was pressed down into the leather seat by the gun.

The man quickly wrapped an ace bandage around her head covering her eyes, preventing her from seeing anything. The gun still pressed against her neck, she had one of her legs in the floorboard, the other on the seat at awkward angle causing her ass to stick up into the air. Both of her arms were trapped underneath her, and the man’s weight on her back meant she had no hope of pulling them out unless he moved.

In the scuffle her light summer skirt had flipped up over her ass revealing a little bitty thong. The man hummed appreciatively as he enjoyed the view, giving her ass a quick rub with his free hand, before grabbing her purse. He dumped the contents on the floor and grabbed her wallet and stuffed it in one of his back pockets. He then began rummaging through her bags pulling out a sheer nighty he tossed it into the front seat and whistled to himself.

"Hmmm, we got a little sexy underclothes, lots of candles, flowers, scented oils, and ooooh.. what’s this?" He inquired holding up a tube of KY Jelly. "I asked you a question, what is this?" "I-i-i don’t know," whimpered the frightened woman. "Let me give you a hint then." Said the man as he pulled her panties to the side and squirted some on her pussy and ass. "Now do you know, bitch?" He demanded. "I-i-it’s KY J-j-jelly." sobbed the woman. "Sooo, it is, good guess. Now what have you got all this stuff for?"

When she didn’t answer, he grabbed her pony tail and pulled her head back arching her body painfully.

"When I ask you a question, you better tell me or you will de-FIN-itely regret it." he growled into her hear emphasizing every word. "My hu-hu-husband is coming back from his t-t-trip tomorrow." She said weakly. "Hmmmm, I don’t see any condoms, are you on the pill?" He said pulling her head back again, sensing that she might not answer. "No," she sobbed "we were hopping I c-c-could get pregnant and have a b-b-baby. P-p-please, oh god p-p-please don’t rape me!" She was openly weeping now. "I guess this just isn’t your night, is it?" Replies the man.

Releasing her pony tail, he reached down and unzipped his pants, freeing his large member. He then shifted his weight and brought one of his legs up and forced her to spread hers even wider. He kept the pistol’s barrel pressed firmly against her neck pinning her, as he slowly began to lean forward forcing his cock into her tight cunt. As tight as she was, he was glad he had squirted some of the KY on her earlier.

The woman moaned as she felt this man’s massive penis entering her, forcing her pussy lips wide. Tears formed in her eyes only to be trapped by the Ace Bandage that covered them. She pressed her head down into the leather seat, wishing like an ostrich she could force her head under the earth and hide. She felt the man, pull nearly out and slam himself back into her, a grunt escaping her lips.

Feeling her embarrassment and humiliation the man smiled, and reached down and picked up some of her lipstick from wear it had fallen out of her purse. He then turned her head to the side, and began coating her lips with it, knowing she would feel like a whore when she looked in the mirror later. Placing the barrel of the pistol on her lips, he started to ram it into her mouth.

"Suck it, pretend it’s your husband’s cock and we’re tag teaming you." Her rapist whispered in her ear. When she didn’t respond, He screamed at her, "Damn it bitch, I said suck it!" and rammed the barrel down her throat causing her to gag.

"Tongue the barrel cunt. Yeah. That’s it." He said as she began to move her head back and forth on the barrel, bobbing her head. The whole time he kept thrusting into her, her grunts barely audible around the barrel. He smiled down at her as he watched her bright red lips turning the barrel of his gun a similar shade.

Gradually he picked up his pace, thrusting harder and harder into her, her head bouncing off the car door. He look down at her bubble ass as he continued to thrust in and out of her cunt, smiling at the slick KY that was there. He pulled the pistol out of her mouth and rammed it with a quick thrust deep into her ass up to the trigger guard. The sound she made was half grunt and half scream.

Gradually he started to thrust the pistol into her as in time with the trusts from his cock. Ramming both her openings at once, defiling her. She grunted louder and louder with the force of his blows. His pace increasing, he finally filled her cunt with his seamen, grunting and jamming the pistol into her as he did.

He held his cock in her for a while, and then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "They tell, me I have real potent sperm. Maybe I’ll come back and visit my kid in nine months."

Pulling out of her, she felt some of his semen trickle out of her open snatch. He left the Pistol in her ass, as she heard him reaching and moving things in the floorboard. Finally she knew when she felt him pushing one of the 8"candles into her abused pussy. Then she felt him push another one in beside the first, and another one.

He was pushing them in with the wicks facing out of her, which would make it really hard to pull them out. He then reached out and grabbed her left hand that had come free while he was fucking her and pulled off her beautiful white gold wedding ring, the moon reflected off it as he did.

"Nooo" she moaned hoarsely as he pulled it off. "Don’t worry bitch, you’ll get it back." He laughed.

He then slid it on the next candle, and then slowly forcefully pushed it into her cunt as well. He could see some of his cum glistening between the seven candles stuffed into now overfilled and gaping cunt. He then grabbed the tube of KY and pulling out his pistol he force the nuzzle up the woman’s ass and squeezed forcing the rest of the lube into her. He could already see some of the KY beginning to squirt out of her ass.

Replacing her panties, he grabbed her by the throat and forced her to sit up. Her own weight forced the candles deeper into her cunt, forcing her to gasp in pain.

"Ok bitch, those candles are like a plunger keeping my babies in you right now. I’m going to walk away now, but I’ll be hiding in the bushes watching you. You had better sit her for 20 minutes after I leave, and I STRESS SIT. I’ll be watching so I’ll know if you get out of this car early. And you better leave the candles in all night. I know where you live, so I MIGHT come check and make sure."

When he stepped out of the car he stood there for a few minutes listening to her whimper and cry softly. After a short time he heard her bowels expel the KY onto the seat and her ass. He smiled to himself as he walked away, knowing the incident much to degrading for her ever to tell the police much less a court of law.

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"Did you enjoy watching threw the back window?" The Rapist asked the man sitting in the passenger seat.

"Yeah." Replied the man as he stroked his cock through his pants, his white gold wedding band shining in the moonlight.

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