Bound And Raped [V.8]

Steve stepped out of the bloody water, dripping blood and water off of his tattered body. "Damn she messed up my perfectly good shirt, the little shit." he mumbled as he stepped out of the fountain, and started to trot off into the cold.. as he walked steve rembered all the girls he has fucked, killed and he was suprised he has gotten away with it so far. he chuckled to himself. the wind picked up and his hair hit his face whipping him. steve got in his car, and drove off slowly, passing a park trooper, as he left, waving and smiling he realized it, was Alyson. a young perky blonde. He rembered her all right. "she'll be working the night shift." he smiled to himself.

Steve stepped out of his car, and trudged inside, waiving hello to his next door neighbor, whom, he forgot was blind. stepping into the warm shower it sent tingles, through his body. as the warmth of the shower hit is drained body, feelings began to stir, and made his cock hard and throbbing. as he reached down and slowly touched it, the head jumped into his hand. reaching up and playing with his nipples, he started to think about the girls he killed and raped as he thought his mind kept returning to one person. Deputy Alyson.Stroking harder and harder, he thought of cumming deep inside of her throbbing pussy, and as he thought this, he tweaked his nipple hard, and came into the shower hard, imagining getting that Pig pregnant. "well whats your plan for tonight Steve?" he thought to himself.
Riiinnnnnng!!! the phone started ringing off the hook.
"Hello."
"Hi. is Mr. Steve Sabarro there?"
"Yes, Mam, I'm Speaking."
"You are under private investigation, you have been spotted in the North View park vicinity on the night of Mrs. Evelyn Spalding's death. Would you mind coming down town To anwser some Questions?"
"Sure."

-click- the phone hung up. "well I guess thats my plans for today." Steve muttered to himself. thinking to himself it wouldn't be a good idea to take his car to the police station, seeing how it was bloody and wet, decided, to take the trolley instead. the trolley rode through the city showing all its sights it could offer for Early day. "Police Head Quarters Next stop." the trolley man spoke into the loud speaker with a loud, bored, raspy voice. as Steve arrived to his stop he stepped off and was automatically approached by a officer.
"Are you Steve Sabarro?"
"yes?" Steve sorta stamered..
"You have a nine o'clock. Follow me."

Steve folded his hands behind his back, and followed the police offer reluctantly. As he got more towards the building the police officer turned around and patted him down, to check for weapons and drugs. and took him inside to the Interrogation room. through questions and questions and hours and hours, the only things the police discovered was that he was there picking apples.after the interrogation the police ask for dna samples, and he reluctantly gives them.
"We'll be in touch with you Mr. Sabarro."
"Okay looking forward to hearing from you detective."
"Well my life is pretty much over, i think we will just have to say hi to Miss Alyson." he thought to himself.


Steve hailed a taxi to the north view park, and as the taxi arrived, he Stepped out into a puddle of Blood, that was yet to be noticed by police.Paying the taxi driver his money, he simply walked on through the park looking for the sheriff. waiting in the shadows beside the stone bridge, Steve spotted his next target, Alyson, He measured her to be 5’4”, blond, firm bodied, but slightly large for her size in the chest. She wore police issued boots, pants and a light police issued T-shirt, She had a Flack jacket on to ward off the morning chill. Steve was getting visibly aroused as she moved closer and closer. His hand went to his pants pocket, his fingers curling around the cold handle of his switchblade... Pulling back into the shadows, he waited until she passed by, stepped out, sprung the blade and grabbed her around the face, cutting off any scream. Do as your told and you wont get hurt! Try to scream and You will die, before you know the truth he whispered, brandishing the long, sharp blade that glinted in the sunrise. Dragging her into the bushes, he cut off her Service belt, and cut up the Dispatch walkie talkie so she would have no communications, with the world out side the bushes.He threw her onto the blood spent earth, She tried to scramble away, but he smashed a foot into the back of her head, making her pass out cold.

Steven let himself down next her sticking the tip of the blade to her throat. Feisty little bitch, aren’t we! he said as he rolled her onto her back.As she started to come to she watched in horror as he slid the blade down, cleanly cutting away the fabric of her police shirt. Not ready to give in yet, she tried turning and crawling away but only succeeded in losing her pants, which he used to trip up her second attempt at escape, by tying them around her ankles tight enough to put bruises on them. I like a woman who fights back! he said flipping her over again with relative ease. But it isn’t going to do you any good! It just makes me cum harder! he threatened as he slid the blade under her silky bra, freeing her ample bosom from its confines.“Please don’t do this! she begged as he grasped her left breast in his long slender fingers, paying particular attention to her dollar sized nipples, stiffened with the morning chill.
"Look, you guys have been looking for me for quite awhile, i killed all those girls, i burned one, i sliced and diced another, i drowned one and her man, and guess what bitch its your turn."
"No! no! please don't!!! Leave me alone!! I'll let you go! you don't have to do this!!
“What? Don’t you cop chicks like sex? he asked, not expecting an answer. Maybe we need some practice! Or, maybe your boyfriend doesn’t know how to use one of these. Pulling his boxers aside he exposed his 7 inch long sharply curved, rock hard cock, waving it in her face.
Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the dark pink head, already dripping pre-cum. Again she tried scurrying away, and again he foiled her attempt, pinning her to the ground with his knees and smearing the clear liquid onto her nose and cheek.

“Tell you what, bitch! I’ll give you a choice! What hole you want me to cum in? Your mouth? Your ass? Or that cute little cunt of yours!”
“Oh god! Please don’t do this! she begged. Why me? Why did you pick me!”
"I already told you, that, i killed a bunch of sluts and i am ready to turn myself in! I'm just not going to jail until i fuck you! and your gonna like it or you will die! Now what’ll it be? Choose! Now!"
“I…I’ll suck you off! She said, defeated, But then you’ll let me go, right?”
“I’ll do whatever I want, bitch you think because your the law your above me! Now lay down and get ready for the throat fucking of a lifetime!”

Confused at the order, but still afraid of the knife, she did as he wished, wondering how she would fit his curved cock into her mouth.

Scurrying around he presented her with his stiff member, his balls hanging over her forehead. Tentatively, she opened her mouth, recoiling slightly as he pushed forward, the heat of his prick seemingly scorching her lips. Suck it, bitch! he snapped pushing the crown past her parted lips. And don’t get any ideas about doing a bobbit! I still have my knife.”

Slowly she swallowed more and more of his length, craning her neck to make entry more comfortable, until his hairy nut sac tickled her cheeks. He rocked back and forth, nearly taking his cock all the way out before pushing it back in, moaning each time his balls brushed her cheeks. She gagged with each thrust, the saliva dripping from her mouth, unable to swallow it. The more she coughed the harder he thrust.

He leaned over her naked torso, breathing in the scent of her aroused pussy, before pushing his face into her neatly trimmed blond cunt.

“Mmfff! she moaned, her face full of his manhood, as she felt his tongue invade her gash.

He licked from her clit to her ass, then shoved his tongue between the moist lips of her pussy. You taste good, bitch, especially after working up a sweat! he said before spreading her lips and shoving his tongue deeper still.

Her body’s needs were betraying her. Here she was, being orally raped and her vaginal passage violated and she was enjoying it. How disgusting I am, she thought, but still sucked voraciously at this strange cock as it tried to force its way down her throat.

“You’re liking this aren’t you, girl? he asked, as if he could read her mind.

“Mmm Hmm! was all she could muster as an answer.

He returned to her engorged clit and sucked it and the surrounding tissue into his mouth, rasping the tip with his tongue.

She began bucking her hips up toward his face in time with his thrusts into her mouth. “Mmmm! MMMM! AAAnnnggghh! she screamed into his cock as she orgasmed, leaking her juices onto his face and into his mouth.

Now it was his turn. I’m cumming, bitch! Swallow it! he grunted as his cock spasmed and shot his hot salty syrup down his captives throat. That’s it! Drink my cum!”

"Did you like it bitch?'

George Macneil