A Lesbian Rape by dahkme
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A woman walks into the wrong bar
A Lesbian Rape
Chapter One
I sat in the back of the seedy run down bar. I was scanning for my next victim. The bar was full of rough looking people, dock workers, construction crews, and few biker types. This was my kind of bar, but I was not looking for a rough type tonight. I was looking for someone craving some excitement, someone you would not expect to see in a place like this.
I sat there for a few hours, watching the strippers and sipping a few beers. I was watching the strippers on stage, when I noticed a blur out of the corner of my eye and I glanced in that direction. The first thing I saw was a mane of long blond hair; it was touching the top of her ass. My eyes were suddenly glued to that ass; it looked so tight and firm. My eyes slowly traveled down her long legs and wandered back up to that fine ass. Her legs seemed to go on forever.
She sat at the bar and ordered a drink and crossed her legs. A few people glanced in her direction and a few got close and started talking to her. She rebuffed them all. This chick was all class and just by her being here I knew she was the one. This chick belonged in The Ritz Carlton bar, not some seedy bar full of roughnecks. I had not seen her face as of yet, but that didn’t matter much since it was her ass I was most interested in.
She got up from the bar stool and headed to the bathroom. The bathroom was down a long dark hallway. There was only one bathroom in the joint working as the other one was closed for repairs. I got up and followed her, checking to make sure no one was behind me. She opened the bathroom door and asked if anyone was in here, no one answered so she went in and I followed her in. I took a peek under the stalls and no one was in there. So I waited for her to come out. I crossed my arms and stood against the wall.
When she came out of the stall she looked at me for a second, shot me a look with disdain. I looked at her more closely as she washed up. This chick had the bucks to be sure. Her nails were manicured, her skin flawless, and she wore an expensive diamond bracelet on her wrist, which in this neighborhood was asking for trouble. She finished washing her hands and had to reach past me to reach the paper towels. Just has her hand was raised I grabbed her wrist and held it firmly.
She glared at me, but not fighting. I pulled her close to me and kissed her hard on the mouth, forcing my tongue down her throat. She just sat there as if this was an everyday occurrence. My calloused hand reached under her skirt and grabbed her ass, and squeezed it hard in my huge hands. I felt her relax just for a spit second and then tighten up again. My tongue was gagging her now and finally I felt her fight to get away. I released my hold on her and slapped her hard on the ass and left the restroom.
I went out to my van and looked for her car. It wasn’t hard to find. It was a fire engine red Camero, and looking out of place with the pickup trucks and bikes in the lot. I slashed two of her tires and pulled my van next to her car. I figured the bitch would be out in 5 minutes, but she made me wait a good hour before I saw her high and mighty ass walking to the bar. I almost wish I was walking behind her just to see that ass wiggle, but I was going to see all of her, whether she wanted me too or not. She walked to her driver’s door and pulled her keys out of her purse. I slid the sliding door open carefully (I always made sure that everything was well oiled) and pulled the chloroformed rag out of my pocket and slammed it into her face. I am 6’3” and 250 pounds and her 100 pound was no match for me. She collapsed in my arms in a matter of moments. I lifted her up and placed her in the van. I grabbed my rape kit and filled a hypodermic needle and put in her arm. I got in the van and drove to the warehouse I owned.
It would be hours before she woke up, so I took my time getting everything prepared. I got out my ropes and the blindfold. I checked to make sure that the chains were in place and that the pulleys were functioning. I lifted her up still dressed and put her over my shoulder. I carried her to the middle of this special area and hooked a padded cuff to her left wrist, then did the same to her right wrist and laid her down on the mat. I then attached one pulley to each wrist. I used the remote that was in my pocket and pressed a button and watched as the pulley was activated slowly pulling the unconscious victim to her feet. I stopped just as her toes were about to leave the floor. I took the leather blindfold and placed it over her eyes. Then I went to a control room that I had built and made sure the cameras were working. The warehouse had some of the most expensive surveillance equipment money could buy. I grabbed a quick snack and then took a shower and went to go wake my victim.
Chapter 2
I held the smelling salts under her nose and waved them around a moment, she was coming around slowly. I kept the salts under her nose until I was sure she was going to wake up and then pressed a button filling the room with loud rock music. She was waking up now due to the smelling salts and the noise. I smiled as she struggled to come fully awake, when she awoke she was thrashing around and kicking her legs trying to regain her tiptoes and get the pressure off her arms.
I caressed her cheek and told her to be quiet and calm and take a deep breath because it would help clear her head. I could see her breath deep, her chest rising and straining against her lace blouse. She got her feet under her. I told her if she behaved I would put a box for her to stand upon and that would take the weight off her arms. I asked her if she would behave and she slowly nodded her head yes. I got a stool and placed it under her feet and guided her feet to it.
I went to the kitchen and fixed a glass of water laced with ecstasy and held it to her lips, I told her it was just water and to drink it, she gulped it down greedily. I asked her if she wanted more and she shook her head no. She asked where she was and I told her that she was in my self made prison and that we would have the chance to get to know each other quite well and if she was a good little slut, she would go free, if not well then she would surely die. I gave her the following orders:
1. You will not speak unless asked a direct question.
2. You will do everything I command of you without hesitation.
3. If you fail to do what I command immediately, you will be punished.
4. Your blindfold will remain in place at all times, if it comes off then you will die since then you will be able to identify me.
5. If it remains in place, you will be released, since you will never be able to identify me.
I asked if she understood my instructions and she nodded her head yes. I told her she could scream all she wanted to because no one could possible hear her and that her screaming turned me on. I grabbed my knife off the table nearby and held it to her throat making sure she felt the coldness of the steal. I ran the tip of it across her cheek, and saw her body shiver; I ran the blade down her neck, kissing after each spot left empty by the blade. I took the knife and cut open the buttons on her blouse. She squirmed and tried to wiggle free, but of course she wasn’t going anywhere. I took the knife and cut open her bra, freeing her tits. I grabbed the collar of her shirt and ripped it off her body, it bit into her shoulders causing a few small welts to appear. I cut the straps of her bra and watched it fall to the floor. I ran the knife over her chest, touching everywhere except her tits. Her nipples were perky and pointing straight up. He breast were small and pear shaped but her areolas were large and dark brown. I reached out and flicked each of her nipples with the tip of my tongue until they were as hard as could be. My hand went to my pants and I reached in and rubbed myself.