#include <std_disclaimer> - contains adult material. The Professional [m/f rape] by Sunrain 1997 (first posted in 1998) Warning: this story is not in my usual style. I just tried something out here, and found out that violence just isn't my cup of tea. I don't like this story. The Professional I'm working for some people who have rather good contacts with the top people of society, although for their own protection I don't know who they are. Most probably quite few people even know that I exist, for their own protection as well. I'm not an assassin, and I despise them. I get paid for raping people, but I don't like the word; I'd much rather call myself simply a professional, and that's what I am. I try not to hurt people. It's been a week since my last assignment, a 30-year old lady who probably said few harsh words about wrong people to the press. Not that I care about the motivations of my superiors. I have a simple contract; I don't have to care about those things, and I get to choose my assignments. They only offer me those that I have defined. If I refuse, they will probably assign someone else who isn't so.. selective. Still, my services are often preferred. I get up and dress. It's about 9 am, and there seems to be some mail. I shave and pour myself some juice, then I check the mail. There's a light blue envelope with 'General Manufacturers INC' insignia on the corner, and my name and address are on it. Seems like I'm on a case. I tear the envelope open, and a key, some photos and a letter fall out. The key seems quite standard. The photos show a pretty typical condo and a girl of about 18 years, pretty blonde with a cute smile and a striking figure. The letter says she's the 17-year old daughter of a crime-syndicate leader, studying abroad, and nothing much else. I call to the airport and request a afternoon flight. On my way to the airport, I pick up some supplies - some soft rope, duct tape, binoculars with light enhancement, some drawing paper and pens. After landing I take a taxi to my destination. There I go to the opposite side of the road and enter the house with the key. Guessing from the pile of mail, the owners haven't been home for a week or so; probably on a vacation. I make a mental note not to leave any sign of my visit, I climb upstairs and find a room with a window showing to the street. I spend a day or so following her movements and making notes; it's pretty boring. She's living alone, is out from 8 to 5 or so, goes out at 8 pm and returns before 10 pm. I assume this is her steady routine, and wait until tomorrow. At 10 am I'm breaking into the house, which isn't too hard when you have access to some lock-companies' master keys. Her apartment has 3 rooms and a kitchen. I choose the bedroom. It has a spacy bed and some posters, a window to the street, and a handy closet where I can easily hide behind her clothes without being detected. I wire some fiberoptics to the room so I can see where she's moving without needing to peek through the closet doors. At 4:30 I'm hiding in the closet, patient as ever. I hear her coming from the door, entering bedroom, tossing her bag to the bed. She's wearing a tight school uniform with miniskirt and a buttoned blouse. Something fell out of her bag and she bends over to pick it up, conveniently for me to see her white cotton panties. This makes me decide not to wait until she's sleeping. I was considering that as well, but what if she brings her possible boyfriend? I wait until she's close enough but still facing in the opposite direction, and then I leap out of the closet and grab her. I quickly tie her hands with the rope I pre-knotted, and fall her on the bed. Then I use the duct-tape to silence her. She is, not surprisingly, frightened. I hold her down with my body and slowly open the buttons of her blouse, then open it. I pull her bra down her breasts and start to caress them. Despite herself she gets aroused. Still fondling with one hand I start to lick one breast, and seek the zip of her miniskirt with my other hand. I just love it how she's squirming under me. I unzip her skirt and lift myself enough to pull them off. I fondle her pussy through her panties, still sucking her now stiff tits. I rip her panties off and force her legs open. Then I push two fingers in her now-soaked pussy, also returning to play with her breasts. After a while she tremors with an orgasm, and I pull my pants down, revealing my hard-on. While she's still in post-orgasmic state, I force myself inside her. She tries to escape from under me, but I hold her tight and start to fuck her. I don't last too long after this stimulation and I explode inside her. Then I leave her there, pulling my pants back on, and get out of the house, out of the country, and back home. I'd estimate she will be free of her bonds in about 15 minutes, and the police will take her call as a prank call and ignore her.. as usual.