Bound And Raped[V.6]

It Is finally out! Bound And Raped part six! finnaly the highly anticapated story is available on Testriffic, Sit down, Take your time and enjoy,

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It was a night like many others. Early in September the evenings were getting cooler, but definitely not cold. There was almost no breeze, a few wispy clouds, and not a lot of moonlight. Perfect stalker weather. Steve layed back on his couch thinking of the night before, how he ends up always finding the whores in his life, wondering why classy girls never came to him. However, after much thought, he figured he'd just go to them, and he knew just the girl. Her name was Evelyn and she was a fine aristocratic female whom which he has had a crush on since teen hood. She was as cute as a button, with wavy brunnett, shoulder length hair, a perfect handful up top, and an athletic body. Some would even say a perfect example that "Good things come in small packages" as she was only 4 foot 11½ inches tall, over a foot shorter than him. He decided he'd meet her at the bar. He picked up the phone and made arrangments to pick her up at 8:00 pm and then he would go on with his plans of finally having a classy female in bed with him, her liking it or not. Rinnggg! "I guess thats her," Steve muttered. Steve walked over to the door, yanked it open, and found the beautiful brunnett staring at him with star studed eyes. Steve couldnt help but take a double take."You're beautiful," he said.

They found themselves driving to the bar. Steve couldn't help but look at her nice long legs and her short cutoff skirt. He bet himself that if he turned his head to a certain direction he'd see her panties. He couldn't help but let out a groan thinking about it. As they arrived at the club, Steve prepared himself for a night of pleasure, one way or another...

When it was time to leave, Steve asked her what she wanted to do next, and her, being classy, asked to go home. But Steve had other ideas. With her having a pretty good buzz, he thought he'd take his chances and put his hand on her leg. She pushed it away but he persisted and put it back.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice slurring.

"I'm taking you home, Evelyn," said Steve.

"You may take me home but please keep your hands to yourself. I do have a husband, and I'm sure he would not like your hands on me this way."

Steve smiled to himself and started out of the parking lot, taking the right and getting on the high way.

"My house was to the left!"

"I'm taking a short cut," he said, "besides, this way is more breath taking. It'll give us some pleasure in our drive home.

He then took his hand off the steering wheel and put it around her neck kissing her. She tried to take his hands off of her but succeeded only in pissing him off. He then said,

"Look, lady, I ALWAYS get what I want, and let me tell you, I'm wanting you."

"I'm MARRIED!!" she yelled.

He placed his hand back on the steering wheel and smiled at her.

"What?" she asked with an expression of confussion. He hit her roughly across the face. She let out a slight sniffle and began tearing up, holding her cheek in her hand.

Smack!!

"Shut up! This night is going my way. You should have just let me come on to you the easy way."

"What about my husband?"

"He's dead. I smothered him and burned him then dumped his body in the lake."

She began to cry. Tears fell down her face.

"Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!"

He slapped her; and this time blood oozed out of the corner of her mouth as a tooth fell to the floor.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because I like you."

"This is not a way to show your affection."

"You were taken but I had to have a classy girl and you're the best around. Cooperate and it'll be easier on you. Don't make things harder than they already are. Otherwise, that'll be a big problem."

He glanced at his crotch with a smile, "Too late." Steve reached under the seat of his car and brought out his pocket knife, blood and cum still stained the blade from the last girl. Pressing the knife to her neck he exclaimed, "Suck my cock like a good girl."

"No!"

"What bitch?"

"I said no!"

He pushed the knife a little further into her neck, making a slight blood trail seep down her neck. She became terrified and started to bend over to do as he commanded but, at the last minute, she reached over, opened the door, and jumped out. Steve took a second to reconize she was gone and slammed on his breaks. He grabbed a rag off the floor and jumped out running after her. By then, she was already running down the road, right towards the park. "HELPP!......HELLLP!!! she screamed, running down the lane. By the time she reached the opening of the park, Steve had almost cought up to her. He could feel the wind rushing off her body. He tackled her about six feet from the big oak tree.

"Owwww!!"

She screamed as his body hit hers, crushing and stifliling her moans. He stuffed her mouth with the rag and hit her in the back of the head over and over again until she blacked out. Her breathing slowed while he cought his breath. Waiting for her to come around; he went ahead and undressed her, holding her hands behind her back, keeping her face in the dark, cold dirt. She slowly came to, and as she did he put his face next to hers. As she awoke, she recognized his face and started screaming in the rag.

"That wont do much good, Evelyn."

"Mmm.."

She moaned breathlessly with him trying to calm her down with coo's and caa's.

"You ready to participate?"

"Mm."

"If i take that rag out of your mouth, promise not to scream for help?

"Mm," she nodded, barely able to lift her head.

"Okay"

He removed the gag from her mouth and tied her legs together, preventing her from running away. He started again but she intereupted him saying,

"I suppose you really want your cock sucked?"

Steve smiled seeing that she was willing to participate.

"No, your face has been in the dirt. A bit down grading from your class ain't it?"

Steve smiled at this and walked towards her. He removed the hair from her eyes and kissed her on the lips lightly. She pulled away.

"Thought you were going to participate?"

"I am."

"You don't seem to be enjoying it much."

"Forgive me, but you do have me naked, for shame, held against this tree, and to top it off, you killed my husband! How am I suppose to act?"

"Like you want it."

She began laughing histerically. He picked up his knife and jabbed it into her arm, creating a slight drop of blood to drip down her arm. He then slammed into her fore head with the butt of his knife. He said,

"Mark my word, Evelyn, you will enjoy this."

At that, he grabbed her breast, squeezing her nipples until she couldn't help but moan.