Revenge of the Pred

   Issue 2 - The Park Rider

   Two weeks later...

   The chief sat behind his desk in his secret office in the seedier part
of town listening to one of his most-trusted patrolmen giving a report on
the activities in the city.  While the report did have some regular,
run-of-the-mill crime involved, the report was mainly about the activities
of the city's vigilantes.  The chief smirked, knowing that there was now
one less heroine on the streets, after the Pred raped and killed the
19-year-old Wasp.  Still, he thought to himself, the city's still over-run
by those costumed bitches.

   "And, finally, there's this supposed Park Rider character," the
patrolman said, interupting the chief's thoughts.  "No one has seen him,
but he seems to be trying to clean up Center Park of all the petty crime.
Leaves them tied up with a note.  No one has ever gotten a clear look at
him, only saying that he rides off after each bust."

   The chief shook his head.  "Well, let's take care of our heroine problem
first." He leaned back in his chair.  "Probably just one of the other
heroines trying to make the city look even more protected since the Wasp
disappeared off the scene." He closed the file in front of him. 
"Regardless, if it comes to it, our friend can take care of him, too." He
chuckled.  "Though, I doubt he would have as much fun with a male
opponent."

   The patrolman laughed as well.  "Speaking of him, where is he at." He
looked around the office.  "He's usually around here somewhere when I come
by." He sat down in the chair across the desk from the chief.

   The chief shook his head.  "He said something about being bored and
needing some air." He laughed.  "So, I told him to take a walk."

   Concern spread over the patrolman's face.  "Hope he doesn't get into any
trouble out there." He shook his head.  "After all, he does have a very
nasty form of entertaining himself."

   The chief nodded.  "True." He laughed, standing and walking to the door.
"But, it's not like anyone outside of a select few know he is around among
the living." Both men laughed as the chief opened the door for his
patrolman.  "Keep your eyes open out there.  The more intel we can get on
this bitches, the quicker the Pred can take them off the board."

   Meanwhile in Center Park...

   "Stop that man," a woman's voice screamed into the night.  "He grabbed
my purse."

   The silence was broken as a young man around the age of 20, raced
through the park with the purse in his hand.  Little did he know, he raced
by the Pred as he sprinted to get away from anyone who might be pursuing.
Suddenly, the sound of a galloping horse filled the night.

   The Pred, who had been out to get some air and mentally vent about not
having an assignment for a couple weeks, quickly moved behind a tree when
he saw the horse coming.  He watched as the rider twirled their lasso
overhead and snagged the purse-snatcher by the feet.  A quick jerk pulled
the criminal from his feet and he hit the ground hard.  The Rider jumped
off the horse and stuck a stun gun to his neck, knocking him unconscious.
The rider, dressed in a cowboy hat, a red button-up shirt and tight, black
jeans, quickly bound the criminal and knelt down, leaving a note on the
purse-snatcher's shirt.  The rider spun around, revealing a masked face and
returned to the horse, never knowing there had been someone - someone very
dangerous - watching the entire time.

   The Pred smiled and walked out from behind tree and turned to head back
into the city.  "Interesting," he said to himself.  "This 'Park Rider'
guy...is not a guy..." A plan started to form in his head, one he would
keep to himself.

   Two nights later...

   Benny knew the voice on the phone when he answered it, but could not
believe.  Still he owed the guy a favor, so he was going to keep it.  But,
being bait for a vigilante - even one that most of the city thought was a
myth - seemed dangerous.

   Still all he had to do was wait for a good mark, then rush them, rob
them and flee.  He didn't have to wait too long as an elderly woman walked
by carrying a purse.  "This should be good enough," he told himself.  He
let the old woman walk by and get a few steps ahead then raced after her,
grabbing her handbag as she strolled through the streetlight-lit park. 
"Thank you kindly." His voice was full of sarcasm and laughter as he ran
down the path.  He got a few steps further before he heard hoofbeats coming
from behind him.  "Oh shit!  The Rider's real?!" He took off down the path,
looking over his shoulder to see a horse and rider closing in on him. 
Luckily for him, the voice on the phone had this planned out perfectly as,
before the Rider could throw the lasso, Benny made a quick cut left into a
wooded area of the park.

   After he got about 20 yards into the woods, Benny turned and watched as
the Rider lept from the horse and started to pursue him on foot. 
"Determined muther fucker, huh." He started to run faster through the
woods, but the Rider was keeping up step for step and gaining.  Benny's
heart almost stopped as he ran into an alcove with no escape.  However, his
faith in his friend told him that this was planned for.  He got as far from
the treeline as he could against the stoned wall of the alcove in the
secluded part of the park.  He watched as the Rider emerged from the trees
with her lasso.  "Stay back." He commanded, knowing this Rider probably
would not listen.

   The Rider chuckled, moving closer.  "Oh, I doubt I need to listen to a
coward like you." The feminine voice chuckled.  The Rider dropped her
lasso, the smirk visible on her face.  "Think I could use a workout
tonight."

   Benny readied himself to fight for a moment, then stopped, seeing
something come out of the trees behind the Rider.  He lowered his fists. 
"Well, I hope you get one, bitch." He looked over her shoulder and smiled.

   The Rider's face looked puzzled as she turned around to see the Pred
standing there only a couple feet from her.  She knew them that she'd been
lead into a trap.  Her heart skipped a beat as the Pred moved closer.  She
was faily tall herself, but this guy was much bigger than she was.  She
tried not to panic, as she was prepared for something like this...she
thought.  "Don't even try it." Her voice faked confidence but broke as she
reached down to her holster and found it empty.  "Oh no..." She muttered to
herself as Benny grabbed her from behind, pulling her arms behind her and
causing her chest to stick out towards the Pred.

   The Pred smiled and laughed at the Rider.  "Looking for this?" He
smirked and held up the Rider's taser.  He looked down at her and knocked
her hat from her head, exposing her long raven hair and masked face.  "So,
the Rider's a female, huh." He laughed, looking into her eyes, her lips
trembling.  "I don't think you'll be using this tonight either." He looked
at the taser and smiled evily, turning it on.  "Me, however..." He grabbed
a handful of her black hair and jerked her head back, then stuck the taser
to her long neck.

   The Park Rider had only the chance to squeak in pain as the electricity
from the stun gun hit her neck.  Her body jerked for a moment before she
went limp in Benny's arms, her head dropping forward quickly.  "Not such a
tough little bitch now, are ya." Benny scowled as he pushed the unconcious
woman into the Pred's arms.  Benny looked down, staring for a moment at the
Rider's denim-covered ass.  The material was spread tight against her hips
and shapely ass, as well as her thighs.  Benny could feel his lust growing.
He watched as the Pred laid her facedown on the ground.  "We should have
some fun with this one, Danny old buddy."

   The Pred laughed to himself as he took a cable tie from her back pocket
and bound her hands behind her.  "Oh, I plan to Benny, old friend." He
rolled her over onto her back as she remained helpless and unconscious. 
"But, the guys paying me for this service aren't paying me to share." The
villain brushed the hair out of the Rider's face, running his hand along
the material of her mask.  "But, let's do see how she looks without the
mask." The Pred smirked as he pulled the mask from the Rider's head,
exposing her closed eyes and freckled cheeks.  He chuckled, as her red lips
parted, showing her braced teeth.  "Well, not only is this Park Rider
character a female..." He ran his hand along her stilled cheek.  "She's
just a kid as well." He licked his lips, looking down at her red, button-up
shirt, the top button undone and showing a slight amount of tanned skin. 
"Glad I have somewhere close where I can have some alone time with her."

   Benny laughed to himself.  "Even if the ones she busted did see her,
they wouldn't want people knowing a teenage girl got the better of them, I
bet." He walked over and stood behind The Pred as the villain admired the
fallen, unmasked Park Rider.  "Wait till I tell our friends that you're not
dead." He chuckled to himself and turned to get the Rider's lasso.

   The Pred sighed to himself, shook his head and pulled the pocket knife
out of Rider's right hip pocket.  "Really wish you hadn't said that, Benny,
old friend." He stood and opened the blade of the knife.  Benny turned
around just in time for the Pred to stab him in the throat with the knife.
The Pred kept his face stilled as Benny pulled the knife from his throat
and dropped it, a shocked look spreading across his face as he dropped to
his knees.  "My employers want NO witnesses.  And, its The Pred now.  Danny
died." He watched as Benny fell to his side, dead.

   The Pred shook his head and turned back, knelt down, removed her boots
and lifted the unconscious Park Rider from the ground.  As he carried her
away across his arms, her head hung down on his left side, her hair only a
few inches from the ground while her legs and feet dangled opposite of
them.

   A few hours later...

   The Park Rider slowly began to stir and she immediately knew she was in
trouble.  She felt the cold concrete of the floor on her cheek as her eyes
struggled to focus after being unconscious.  She could tell only her boots
were gone, but could tell her weapons had been lifted from her, as well. 
She quickly tried to move her arms, only to find her hands were bound
behind her.  "What?  Where am I?" Though her confusion only lasted a
moment, she really wished she had imagined being knocked out by her own
stun gun by the man who now approached her.  "Who the hell are you?" She
was able to get to a seated position and scoot back against the wall.

   The Pred smiled as he stood over her.  "Me?  Oh, I am not a legend like
you, Park Rider." He laughed and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her to
her feet.  He looked into her brown eyes, then smirked.  "Course, you
weren't that tough without the element of surprise." He ran his hand along
her cheek.

   The Park Rider jerked her head away from his touch.  "Brave words." She
cut him a daggered look, sliding slightly to his side.  "Especially with my
hands tied behind my back." A look of confidence returned to her face. 
"Bet you couldn't beat me in a fair fight."

   The Pred laughed, pulling her back in front of him.  "Is that so?" He
smiled and spun her around, pressing her against the cold wall of the dimly
lit room.  "How about we put that theory to the test?" He laughed and
reached down, breaking the cable tie that held her wrist together.  "Here's
a little incentive." He drew back and smacked her denim-clad ass.

   The Park Rider was furious as she spun around, putting her fists up in a
defensive position.  "Pervert." She swung at the Pred, but missed.  "Just
for that, I am going to make this very painful." She kicked him in the leg
and he staggered back.  The Rider threw a punch into the Pred's throat and
he staggered back further.  "See, not so bad now without my stun gun are
you." Seeing him stagger, she decided to go for broke, throwing a right
hook.

   The Pred laughed as he saw the punch coming, catching her wrist right as
the punch should have connected.  "In a moment, you'll wish I had that stun
gun." He spun his younger opponent around and smacked her in the back of
the head, hard enough to dim her vision for a moment.  She staggered
forward but the Pred grabbed her by the hair and turned her back to him. 
He grabbed her by the cheeks as her eyes tried to focus on him.  "Don't
worry, I won't mess up this pretty face." He drew back and punched her hard
in the stomach.  The sound of the Rider's breath escaping her echoed
through the room.  He threw another punch, directly in the stomach followed
by another, the force of each blow lifted her feet from the floor.  He
landed two more blows before he released her long black hair.

   The Rider sobbed in pain as she hit her knees in front of the Pred.  The
pain in her ribs was excruciating.  "Oh...gawd..." She found it hard to
breath as she felt him grab her by the hair.  "Please...no more..." Tears
flowed from her eyes as she watched him step behind her.

   The Pred laughed as he drew back again.  "Oh, my young friend, the fun
is just beginning." The villain smacked the young heroine in the back of
the head, dazing her.  With a handful of her hair still in his grasp, he
pulled the dazed Rider back into him.  He grabbed her arms and pulled her
to the center of the room, where a pair of chains laid on the ground.

   As she started to stir, the Rider felt him cuff her wrists, one on each
side of her head.  "N-no..." She moaned with her ribs still in pain and
watched as the Pred walked over to the far wall and started to turn a
valve. As he turned it, she felt her arms being pulled up.  Within a few
seconds, she was pulled to a seated position.  "Please...just let me go..."
She began to cry again, no longer being able to hold her sore ribs.  As she
was pulled to her knees, the tears became that of fear.  Her arms started
to create a thin V above her head as she was pulled up to her bare feet. 
"You...you made your...point..." She lowered her head and began to tremble
as the Pred stopped turning the valve and approached her.

   The Pred smiled as he stepped closer to the chained up Rider.  "Oh, I
think I need to drive my point home." He stepped into her and punched her
one more time in the stomach.  He laughed as her body bounced up then
laughed as she jerked in pain, the chains the only thing keeping from
hitting the ground.  He grabbed her by the cheeks and forced her weakened
face to look at him.  "It's going to be a long night for you, Rider." He
smirked, looking down her body and noticing her red shirt had come untucked
from her jeans from the force of his blows.  The villain released the
Rider's cheeks and his hands found the buttoned sides of her shirt.  "I
believe you called me a pervert a minute ago." He chuckled as he ripped the
Rider's shirt open, exposing her bra-clad breasts and stomach.

   The Rider's head shot up to look at the Pred with terror in her eyes. 
"Please...no..." She started to cry, as he walked behind her, running his
hand along her stomach.  "Just let me go..." She lowered her head and cried
harder as she felt him grab the back of her shirt.  "I'm just 17..." She
raised her head, trying to look over her shoulder as she heard the fabric
of her shirt tearing.  "Please..." She shook with sobs as she felt the
shirt being torn from her body.  "Please...don't rape me..." As the last
remaining pieces of her shirt were torn from her body, she lowered her head
and cried, as she was bound there in just her white-lace bra and jeans.

   The Pred laughed as he walked around the young heroine.  "Oh, I am going
to rape you, kid." He pushed her head up, her tear-streamed face staring at
him.  He chuckled to himself.  "Hard to believe the reports that you were a
male rider." As he spoke, his hand trailed down onto her heaving c-cup
breasts.  The Rider's lips trembled as the villain grabbed the center of
the bra and jerked down, tearing it open.  Her young breasts bounced
slightly then sagged a little, their size freed from the constrictive bra.
"I mean, these are kinda hard to hide." He smiled as he pushed the cups of
the bra off the Rider's breasts.  The stepped back for a moment from the
chained teen, looking at her now topless form as the bra hung loose on her
shoulders.  As the cold air from the room hit her body, her pink nipples
hardened atop her tanned mounds.  She cried again as the Pred's rough hands
touched her bare breasts.

   The young topless heroine began to panic as the Pred leaned in and
kissed her slender neck.  "Please...don't do this to me..." She looked at
him, her eyes pleading for him to stop.  His hands wandered to her stomach,
trailing the top of her jeans along her lower back.  "I just...wanted to
help people...make the park safer..." She felt his hands stay on her body
as she closed her eyes and could sense him move behind her.  "Just wanted
to help." Tears ran from her closed eyes as his hands slid back up her body
and onto her breasts before her pulled the torn bra from her shoulders and
discarded it.

   The Pred laughed and ran his hands back down to her waist.  "Well, the
fact that you're strung up here like this says you failed, kid." He smirked
and walked back around, grabbing her hair again and forcing her to look at
him.  His eyes ran up and down her slender form.  "And, you are going to
wish you'd never even had that idea, as well." He chuckled and smacked her
denim-clad ass again.  "Especially after I tag that sweet looking ass of
yours." He walked over to a table.  "But first, I think you might be good
for some information."

   The Rider looked up in time to see the Pred walking towards her,
carrying the stun gun.  "Wha-What are you going to do?" Her mind flashed
back to being knocked out by her own weapon and terror filled her body. 
"What do you mean by information?" All she could do was watch helplessly as
he walked behind her.

   The Pred smiled as he ran the stun gun down the Rider's bare back. 
"See, I know there are several girls your age out there trying to, as you
put it 'help'." He jerked her head back and pressed the weapon into her
back.  "So, you're going to tell me who they are."

   The Rider shook with fear as she felt the weapon press against her. 
"P-p-please..." She began to shake as was now faced with a decision.  If
she knew who any of the other girls were, would she doom them to this?  She
watched as he walked in front of her, holding the weapon only a couple
inches from her skin.  Her eyes drifted to the right.  "I...I don't know
them..."

   The Pred smirked and ran his hand along the Rider's shivering cheek. 
"That's too bad..." He shook his head.  "Cause, I don't believe you..." He
turned the stun gun on and pressed it to her stomach.

   The Rider's eyes widened as she saw the gun move towards her stomach. 
She remembered the quick shot of pain her first experience with the stun
gun caused and began to panic.  "N-n-n-n-n-o.  Pleasepleasepleaseuhahh..."
She screamed as the stun gun touched her right below her navel and shot
electricty into her stomach.  As the sounds of the gun echoed through the
room, her body racked with pain.  Her back arched forward and her breasts
began to shake.  Her stuttering groans caused the Pred to smile.  He held
the gun to her for a few more seconds then pulled it back and laughed.  The
Rider slumped in her chains, her head hung forward as she sobbed between
her words.  "Please...I don't...know...anything..." She hung limp, her feet
dragging the floor.

   The Pred shook his head and walked around behind her.  "You mean with
all the girls your age doing this, you don't know any of them?" He grabbed
her by the hair and jerked her head back.  She cried out as he did so. 
"It's going to be a very long night for you if you keep lying to me." He
leaned into her ear.  "Maybe I should give you an easy one.  Who are you?"
He let go of her hair, but decided to let his hand trail down along her
trembling back.

   The Rider shook as she steeled herself.  "My...my name is Kaley..." She
slowly raised her head, looking back of her shoulder to look at him. 
"Kaley Scales." She felt his hand drag along the waistband of her jeans. 
"Please...whoever you are...let me go..." She sobbed, fearing another jolt
from the stun gun.  "I won't say anything to anyone." She lowered her head
again.  "I won't say anything at all..."

   The Pred laughed.  "You're right, you won't say anything about this." He
pressed the stun gun between her shoulder blades and she screamed.  Her
upper body lurched forwards, her breasts quaking hard as she was shocked
again.  Her c-cup tits seemed to jump up and down as her stuttering moans
filled the room and mixed with the sounds of the taser shooting into her
bare upper back.  "Because tonight marks the end of the Park Rider." He
laughed as he pulled the stun gun away from her body.  She jerked for a
moment more before collapsing, the chains the only thing keeping her from
hitting the floor.  He smirked as he walked around and grabbed her by the
hair.  Her eyes were barely open and her mouth hung agape as she panted. 
"But, Kaley, you will tell me all you know about the rest of this city's
heroines." He released her hair and her head dropped forward as she tried
to catch her breath.

   Tears ran down Kaley's cheeks as she slowly stood and raised her head.
She was still weak from the stun gun being stuck to her back as she spoke.
"I-I-I told you..." Her eyes showed that the Rider was broken and had been
replaced by a scared teen.  "I don't know...anything..." Her breath had
finally returned to her and she gave the Pred a pleading look.  "Please...I
won't be the Rider anymore...I'm begging you to..." Her words cut off as
the Pred stuck the stun gun to her sternum.

   The Pred laughed as Kaley's head jerked back, her young breasts quaked
harder than before as the stun gun tortured her again.  "You're not a very
good liar, Kaley." The villain smirked as his young victim clenched her
eyes tightly shut, gritting her braced teeth, her stuttered moans music to
his ears.  After a few moments, he pulled the gun back and watched as she
slumped into her chains again.  He grabbed her long black hair and jerked
her head back again.  Her eyes remained closed, but her mouth trembled,
quietly muttering her pleas for mercy.  "Looks like I am going to have to
get a little more extreme with you, kid." He released her hair and her head
dropped forward, her hair covering her young, sobbing face.  The Pred
smiled as he put the stun gun in his back pocket, watching her teenaged
breasts heeve as her breath was ragged.  He ran his hands along her
stomach, then grabbed her belt, pulling her lower body forward.

   As the Pred unfastened her belt, Kaley's head raised, a new terror
gripping her young mind.  The broken-willed heroine was too weak to even
stand, she knew she was too weak to stop what she was scared was coming. 
"Please...oh my gawd..." She started crying harder as her captor unbuttoned
her pants, exposing the white, silk front of her panties.  "Please...I'm a
virgin...please...don't rape me..." She lowered her head and cried as he
unzipped her pants.  Her body shook with sobs as he jerked her jeans down
off her hips and to her knees, exposing her bikini cut, panties.  Her voice
lowered as she admitted to herself that it was going to happen.  "I'm a
virgin..."

   The Pred laughed as he walked around the defeated teen, taking in her
newly-exposed lower body.  He ran his hand along Kaley's lower back, just
above her panties, which had wedgied into her asscrack.  "Is that so?" He
smiled, looking down as her asscheeks jutted out from each side of her
bikini-cut panties.  He ran his hand along her left asscheek, enjoying the
feeling of her tanned skin as she started to shake.  "I must say, with an
ass like this one, I figured a lot of guys would trade places with your
horse." He laughed and smacked her on the ass, leaving a hand print on her
skin.  He walked back around to in front of the trembling, weak teen as she
raised her head, her eyes meeting his.  "Course, your time as a virgin is
running out, Kaley." He ran his hand along her cheek, then gazed down.  The
white silk undergarment was see-thru and he could clearly see her bald
pubic mound and her young pussy lips through the garment.  "But, first, as
I said, you will tell me everything you know."

   Kaley pulled her head away from him, then lowered her gaze to the floor.
"I told you, I don't know anything." She looked up at him for a moment,
then looked away.  "Raping me will not make me tell you something I don't
know." She shivered as he ran his hand along the front of her panties, then
watched as he pulled the stun gun from his back pocket.  She started to
panic again, remembering how much the weapon had drained her, the last
exposure nearly blacking her out.  "Wha-wha-what are you doing?" Her eyes
flashed with fear.

   The Pred smiled as he grabbed Kaley's thighs and pulled her legs out
from underneath her, her heels touching the ground in front of her.  "Since
what I did earlier didn't loosen your tounge..." He used his foot to
separate her thighs slightly.  "Let's see if somewhere a little more
sensitive will get you to talk..."

   Kaley's eyes showed she realized what he was about to do and she began
to panic.  "Nononononono...pleaseplease...not there...not...AH!" The young
teen screamed out as the Pred stuck the stun gun to the front of her
panties, one of the prongs touching the top of her slit.  The chained
teen's legs shot out stiff from her waist, spreading instinctively as
though to give the villain even better access.  Kaley's thighs shook as her
nether regions were coursed with electricity from the stun gun. 
"G-g-g-g-g-awd...uh...ah...." Her hips rolled up, almost grinding into the
weapon as the Pred laughed.  "P-p-p-p-lease...st-st-st-stop..." She threw
her head back and moaned out, mixed pain and pleasure. 
"It...oh...g-g-g-gawd..."

   The Pred laughed and pulled the stun gun away from Kaley's crotch.  He
watched as she slumped back down, her hips jerked back and forth as her
legs went limp.  The fight now totally gone from her, he pulled her jeans
the rest of the way from her body, leaving her in just her wedgied panties.
"Maybe you should have told me what I wanted to know first." He pulled her
head back, her eyes slightly open as she panted for air.  "But, seeing that
was so hot." He smirked and lowered the gun towards her panties again.  "I
think I will do that one more time." He smiled, the young girl's face
almost blank at the point of passing out, the pressed the stun gun to her
panties again, this time lower, both prongs touching her tender region.

   Kaley's stuttered, inaudible moans started to fill the room almost
immediately.  Her head lolled in the Pred's grasp as her eyes tried to
focus on her attacker.  Suddenly, her eyes rolled into the back of her head
as she let out a whimpered moan, her legs kicking out frantically.  Kaley's
breath was ragged as her breasts, her hard nipples pointed up at the
ceiling.  Her head laying back, her hair falling below her, the young
teen's chin shivered as the Pred pulled the stun gun away from her.

   The Pred smiled again as he watched her body jerk for a few seconds
before her tanned legs went still, her body hanging by her arms as her feet
laid out in front of her.  His laughter filled the room as he looked at the
front of her panties.  "Well, what have we here?" He watched as a wet stain
spread across the front of her panties.  As Kaley's eyes slowly opened
again, the Pred traced the front of her panties with his fingers.  The
helpless teen cringed, her pussy sore from the stun gun, and watched as the
villain smelled his finger.  "Looks like someone was more aroused than she
wanted to admit."

   Kaley closed her eyes and turned her head from the Pred's lustful laugh.
Her breath was slowly coming back, but she was still helpless.  Tears still
ran from her eyes.  "Please.  No more.  I'll talk...." She turned and
looked at him, her weak eyes pleading with him for mercy.  "I promise on my
life...all I know is that one of the other girls...Goldie...was good
friends with an older female police officer." She closed her eyes.  "I only
talked to her once before she quit being Goldie because..." Kaley stopped
speaking, fearing she might say too much, and lowered her head, ashamed
that he had broken her to this point

   The Pred laughed and walked behind her, holding the stun gun in his
hand. He grabbed her hair from behind and jerked her head back.  Her cry
was weak and pathetic as she looked up into his eyes.  "Why did she quit,
Kaley?" He smirked, looking down at the young girl's body.  He put the stun
gun to her cheek, luckily for Kaley it was off.  "You know, if I pressed
this to your temple, it'll probably kill you...painfully." He pushed her
head forward and she cried out again.  He smirked, running the weapon down
her spine.  "Course, there is another hole back here that I could use this
on." The Pred stopped the stun gun on the back of her panties, which were
still crammed into her asscrack.  "Since you enjoyed what I did to that
sweet little pussy of yours..."

   Kaley raised her head and paniced, the thought of the stun gun shocking
her in her asshole was too much for the broken former Park Rider. 
"No...please..." She sobbed as the Pred jerked her panties down to her
knees, exposing her bare ass.  Her panic intensified at the thought of what
the stun gun would do if it were pressed directly to her virgin asshole. 
"She quit because she got pregnant." She lowered her head and sobbed,
fearing what this creep would do with that information.  "She's
pregnant..."

   The Pred smiled and ran his hand along Kaley's bare back.  "See, you
could have said that first and saved yourself, well, that cute little
orgasm you had." He walked in front of her and placed the stun gun on the
table across the room, then returned to her.  He leaned down and pulled her
panties the rest of the way down her legs and smiled, forcing her to stand.
"Since you had your orgasm, I bet you can guess what I am about to do,
huh." He walked behind her, making sure the bulge in his pants touched her
lower back as he pulled her close.

   Kaley felt her legs buckle underneath her as she knew what he was going
to to do her.  "Y-yes..." She hung her head and sobbed again, the feeling
of helplessness flowing over her like a wave.  "Please...please don't rape
me, mister." She raised her head and turned to look at him, seeing that he
already had pulled out his large cock.  She was terrified at how it would
feel inside her.  "It..still hurts down there..." She sobbed as she felt
the tip of his hard cock touch the top of her asscrack.  "Please...I don't
wanna lose my virginity like this..."

   The Pred laughed and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back far enough
to make her cry out again weakly.  "You're going to get fucked, Kaley. 
Nothing can change that." He laughed as he pushed her head forward and
watched as she sobbed.  He laughed, looking at her round, tanned asscheeks
in front of him.  "But, I already had some fun with your pussy." He pulled
her hips back, throwing her weakened body off balance.  He slowly spread
her asscheeks apart, exposing her light brown anus.  He lined the head of
his cock against her asshole, pressing it against the tender skin.

   Kaley was too weak to fight back, all she could do was plead uselessly.
"Please...not there..." She had realised earlier when he stripped her that
he was going to rape her, but the thought of this was too much for her. 
"Not in my ass...not in my..." Her voice went silent as the villain pushed
the head of his cock into her tight asshole.  She hung her head, sobbing in
pain, too weak and broken to even scream.

   The Pred moaned in pleasure as he pushed more of his nine inches into
her, her anal walls clutching the invading cock.  He grabbed her hair and
pulled her head back.  "I am going to fuck your ass raw, bitch."

   The Pred slowly withdrew before thrusting back in as Kaley's anal rape
began.  With each thrust, a weak grunt moaned from the young heroine's
lips, her breasts bouncing under her slanted form with each thrust.  By
this point, Kaley was too weak to even beg him to stop.  All she could do
was try to block the pain from her mind, thoughts racing fragmented through
her mind.  "Some hero I turned out to be...captured, stripped, raped..."
She thought to herself, then realised that she had likely doomed more girls
to the same fate.

   The Pred moaned into Kaley's ear as he pressed all the way into her and
held it.  "Tight ass you got here, Rider." He laughed and lifted her off
the floor, her own weight pushing down on her impaled ass.  "Definately the
best I have had in a while." He tensed up, feeling ready to explode as the
young teen whined in pain from the intensified impalement.  He held her on
his cock, feeling her anus grip his member as he began to cum inside her
teenaged ass, all nine inches of himself inside her.  He pulled out and the
last shot of his seed hit her in the lower back, her crying reduced again
to pitiful whimpering.

   The Pred released Kaley's hips and her body swung forward slightly, the
teen limp in her chains.  She only cringed slightly as her feet hit the
floor and dragged forward a little.  Her head hung low, shame and defeat
filling her mind.  What had started as her mission to help people had ended
with this shattering defeat.  She was led into a trap, beaten a second
time, chained up, stripped, tortured and, finally, painfully, raped.  She
hung by her chains, her long hair covering her face.  Her breathing was
shallow as her young, large breasts barely moved as they hung under her. 
Her bare back showed only a slight red mark where the stun gun had touched
her earlier.  Her once-virgin ass, however, gaped from its intrusion,
leaking the villain's cum as well as some of Kaley's own blood. 
"Please..." Her body shook as she spoke in her weakened state.  "Let me
go...I told you about the police officer and Goldie...I just want to go
home..." She sobbed as she heard the Pred move back in front of her, but
didn't even raise her head.  "I just want to go home..."

   The Pred laughed as he walked around in front of Kaley, who's head
remained pointed at the floor.  He reached out and grabbed her by the hair,
forcing her to look up.  "And I intend to use that information, I assure
you." He smiled, watching her face turn to shame as she could tell he had
similiar plans for the officer and the pregnant heroine.  "But, I can't
have you warning them of my plans, now can I?" He smirked as he grabbed
both sides of her head, gripping her skull tight.  "But, I will make this
quick, considering, thanks to you, I know a couple gals who I am going to
have a lot of fun with." He watched as she closed her eyes, knowing she
could not stop him.  "Especially that little pregnant bitch." He leaned in
for a moment.  "Goodbye, Kaley."

   Though she remained silent, thoughts raced through Kaley's mind in her
final moments.  Beaten, chained, tortured, raped and now her young life was
about to end.  Guilt filled her mind as she told herself that he was going
to rape and kill the officer.  He was even going to track down and rape and
kill Goldie, even though she was only 16 and pregnant.  It was all going to
be her fault.  The last thing she felt was the Pred's breath on her
forehead as he chuckled, twisting her head violently.

   The resulting snap echoed through the room like a branch breaking off a
tree.  Kaley's head dropped forward and hung there limp.  Her young body
jerked for a moment, her large teenage breasts bounced for a moment before
becoming still.  Her body slumped under her and hung from the chains.  The
Pred smirked as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, looking at
Kaley's lifeless face.  "Pity having to off a fine piece like you." Kaley's
eyes stared forward, vacant.  Her freckled cheeks began to lose their
color, her mouth hanging open, showing off her braces.  He released her
hair and her head dropped forward.

   The following morning...

   The chief looked over the crime scene and shook his head.  Kaley's
lifeless body had been found an hour earlier, hanging from a tree in the
park.  The teen's hands were bound together over her head, her own lasso
used to tie hang her bound hands from the tree.  Her head still slumped
forward, the purple bruise on her neck showing how she died.  Her body was
still nude, her clothes strewn around beneath her, only her panties
missing. Adding insult to her death, her stun gun had been shoved into her
pussy.

   Rainbow Woman turned away from the site of the girl's lifeless body,
making Pink Angel do the same.  "Whoever did this is really fucked up,
Chief." She tried to lead her younger partner away, tears forming in her
teenage sidekick's eyes.

   The Chief just shook his head again.  "I agree." He turned to look at
the Rider's body again.  "Killing her is one thing, raping her is worse."
He watched as Rainbow Woman turned, her green eyes flashing.  "Someone is
trying to send you gals a message."

   Rainbow Woman looked the chief in his eyes.  "Well, we'll have to send
one back." She turned and walked away, leading Pink Angel by the hand. 
"Ours won't be as sick, I assure you."

   The chief smirked as he watched the two heroines walk away, his eyes
focused for a moment on the older heroine's spandex-covered ass.  He then
cut his eyes over to Pink Angel's slimer, younger backside, as just a hint
of her asscheeks stuck out.  "I am sure of that." He also listened to their
conversation through an earpiece that amplified their sound.

   "But, Dawn, I knew Kaley," Pink Angel said, her voice filled with
sadness.  "She went to my school and was only a year older than me.  And
some monster did this to her because she was trying to help people."

   But, the chief wasn't the only one watching the heroines as the
dark-clad, masked petite figure from two weeks earlier watched on as well
from a short distance away.

   Later that night...

   The Chief looked at the Pred, who tossed Kaley's cumstained panties onto
his desk.  "Guessing these belong to the former Park Rider." He shook his
head.  "While I don't mind what you did, we have to keep Rainbow Woman off
our scent a while longer, ok?"

   The Pred laughed.  "Well, I just happened to cross that little Rider's
path." He smirked, sitting down on the other side of the chief's desk.  "I
was watching one younger than her right before I saw her." The Pred then
told him about Kaley's final hours - her defeat, torture, rape and the
information she gave him before he killed her.

   The Chief took in the information, thought for a second, then smiled. 
"I have had my suspicions about Officer Bailey for a while." He laughed. 
"Guess you might have to see what you can learn from her." He looked at the
Pred.  "One thing, though.  Do you have any problems going after this
Goldie even in her state?"

   The Pred laughed.  "None whatsoever."

   The Chief shook his head.  "I must say, you do like them young, don't
you?"

   The Pred got up to leave.  "You have no idea..."
   NEXT: Flashback - The Pred's first