Cathy                           Trapper
I spotted her in traffic. That is, we were side by side
waiting for a light to change. I glanced over and saw a
pretty woman. She looked to be in her late 40's, a brunette
but all I could see were her eyes. She was a woman with a
great need!
Normally when a guy gets caught checking out a potential
fuck, he turns away. I stared right into her eyes. I saw her
eyes widen and she glanced away nervously. She looked right
back and I smiled. Again she looked away, really nervous
this time.
At the next light, I was beside her again. I stared at her
until she looked at me. I arched my eyebrows and smiled. She
quickly turned to look straight ahead and wouldn't obviously
look my way again, but I saw her sneaking glimpses.

  The light turned green. She almost rear-ended the car in
front of her trying to get moving.
I followed at a discreet distance for about five blocks. I
spotted her signal watched her turn into a super market. She
parked right out near the curb and nervously got out. I kept
driving and pretended I didn't see her stare at me as I went
by. "Yes, she is a good looking woman" I said to myself as I
cruised by. It looked to me like she needed a little
attention. That's my specialty.

She would be returning home by the same route if I guessed
right. Parking near her car, I walked by and glanced in.
Good luck was smiling at me. There was her name, it was
Cathy.... Her name and address were on some letters she was
mailing. I quickly memorized the address and headed in that
direction.

More good luck was with me. The house was at the end of a
quiet cul de sac that had a greenbelt or park behind it. I
like secluded houses when pursuing my hobby, my passion.
Parked under some trees around a corner from her house I
wasn't very noticeable. A half hour later I watched her pull
up and park in the driveway. She walked to the trunk and
opened it. It took her three trips to carry the groceries
into the house. Hmmm, she had a family, or at least someone
else living with her. I decided to watch for a while. Sure
enough, about an hour later I saw a guy about her age pull
up and go into the house. An office type, not very large,
but no flyweight either, I knew I could handle him though.



I headed to the flophouse I was staying at to think things
over. As I lay there stroking my cock and thinking about
her, I kept replaying her actions. Finally I had it! It was
her eyes. They were fuck-me eyes. She wanted it, she needed
a fucking, a really good fucking. Not a seduction, she
needed to be held down and fucked really good. I brought her
eyes back to my mind and stared at her. Yes, this lady
needed it and whether she knew it or not, she had got the
guy who could give it to her excited about what lay between
her thighs, about how much she knew about sucking cock,
about whether she had ever taken it up the ass!


I watched the place for over a week. The routine didn't vary
much. She worked part time, the husband kept regular hours.
In about two weeks I was due in Mexico, I had a delivery to
make. My customers wanted young, fourteen to about
seventeen.


I decided on Tuesday. She didn't work on Tuesday or
Thursday. She would go to the grocery store or buy some
fabric then head home. My plan was to sit in the woods and
watch until she left and surprise her when she got home. We
could have some fun for two to four hours. The hubby didn't
bother me, but no need for and enraged male with a deflated
ego barging in while I'm doing his wife doggie or making her
suck my cock!


She left about ten. I figured her trips took her about two
sometimes three hours. If she got home at one 0'clock, I
could do what I wanted until about four. Hubby got home a
little after five. That was the plan. My plans hardly ever
go wrong.but her eyes were my focus and I didn't heed my own
rules.


Finally at three 0'clock she pulled up. I should have been
gone. I spend five hours going through the house, not much
of value that I wanted. Nothing worth getting caught with
caught my attention except her jewelry. That's a hard and
fast rule with me no jewelry or personal item. That will get
you some time.and I had done enough of that.


With no time to waste I moved fast. She came through the
door to the garage and set her purse on a counter. Before
she could blink I grabbed her from behind. She was strong
and the adrenaline really gave her some more strength. She
twisted and ducked, tried to break free. It surprised her
when I shoved her forward across the room. She didn't expect
to break free that fast. She was a lot more surprised when
she quickly turned around and saw the knife! I pushed the
button and let the six inches of polished steel spring out.
It made an oily snick as the mechanism locked the blade.
"No, don't, please don't," she begged. I had her!


It was to late in the day for the games I planned. I pushed
her through the living rooms and down the hall to the master
bedroom. She pleaded and begged the whole way. Each little
plea, each little whimpers made my cock grow harder, bigger,
throb a little harder!


"Don't make me tell you anything more than once. If you do,
I will start cutting you up," I told her. Now, strip, take
off everything but the panties and don't argue, don't
hesitate. I'm going to count to ten to myself and you had
better be done," I warned her. The knife made slow circles
in front of her face; the blade glinted in the sunlight.


Cathy was horrified. The last five minutes of her life were
a nightmare. She had been grabbed in her own home after
returning from a visit with her sister. She was in a hurry
to get dinner started and get ready for a movie. Her husband
and her were going out tonight. A hand had gone over her
mouth from behind and an arm had snaked around her waist
when she walked into the kitchen. Without thinking, she had
gone crazy, twisting, lunging, and trying to run. Suddenly
she had been propelled across the room and smashed into the
counter. When she whirled around to run; a knife had
materialized in front of her face. The sound it made as the
blade popped out, the shiny glint of the polished steel had
frozen her in place.


Standing in her own bedroom she was given an ultimatum,
strip to her panties or get cut up. She believed him. The
knife kept making tiny little circles in front of her face.
Frantically she unzipped her skirt, unbuttoned the blouse
and pulled down her panty hose. She stood there facing him
in panties and bra. He arched his eyebrows at her as she
stood there. Quickly she reached around and unclasped the
bra and shrugged it off. She was in shock. When he arched
his eyebrows, a picture of him flooded her mind. A week or
so ago he had been driving next to her. She had watched him
and daydreamed a little. Well, enough to make her panties
damp. He was a good-looking guy. A little rough looking, the
kind she fantasized about. The kind who would "use" her
however he wanted if he could get her alone. Her knees felt
week, she swayed and almost fell to the floor.





The event came back to her. He had caught her staring and
stared back. She had looked away. When she looked back, he
was staring at her. Determined to put him in his place she
did the typical female thing; she stared right into his
eyes! Only it didn't work, he had arched his eyebrows and
licked his lips. Horrified, she had almost rear-ended the
car in front of her as she tried to get going.


Nice, pretty brunette hair, big tits, a little sag, but a
pair of beauties. The ass was really nice, her ass and her
eyes were like magnets. I couldn't keep my eyes off either
of them. "Turn around Cathy, slowly spin a circle for me," I
ordered. I laughed when she gasped at hearing her name!  She
slowly turned a circle. She wasn't to steady, she was
scared, real scared. Good, she was under control and she was
compliant.


"Stand next to the bed, face it, bend over and put your
palms flat on the bedspread and do not move," I told her.
Quickly, she spun around, bent over and froze. Her ass poked
back at me, it was a nice looking ass, shiny baby blue
panties, the cleft of her ass barely showing through, her
cunt made a nice bulge between her thighs. I checked the
mound out. There was definitely dark hair on her cunt and
her crack was well defined through the thin material. She
had a bushy brown pussy with plump lips. I hadn't had any
like that for a long time. I almost came in my pants.


"Stand up, turn around, look me right in the eyes and listen
very carefully, do you understand?" "Y y yesss," she
stuttered. "Now look me in the eyes as you pull your panties
down to your knees, do it nice and slow and don't try to
run. I will cut you up," I told her.


Cathy thought she would die of fright. She wasn't
embarrassed; she was truly frightened. He fantasy come true
had her so scared she could hardly stand. She wondered if
she was shaking outwardly as much as she was on the inside.
She had had so many fantasy dreams and daydreams about this.
A strong, dangerous man gained control of her and would make
her do nasty things. He would control her, hurt her, fuck
her, make her cum. She often wondered what it would have
been like if she had been grabbed by a guy like this on her
way home from school or from a ball game. Would he really
hurt her, mark her badly or kill her. The dreams were
frightening.erotic, and made her curious. She had those
dreams, those moments of daydreaming of rape and sodomy all
her life. She never spoke to anyone about it.


Once or twice she was tempted to ask her husband to tie her
up, to rape her and force her to do whatever he wanted. He
was a nice guy, not into kinky, just a nice stable
breadwinner and he loved her. But, he had no imagination.
Their lovemaking had become years of her laying there or on
her knees while he drove himself into her and then very
shortly went to sleep. She kept a lubricant in the drawer
next to her so she would not burn when he plunged into her
for a couple minutes then did the usual rollover and
goodnight.


His eyes burned into her as she pulled her panties down. She
stared at him. Suddenly, horrifyingly, she felt her pussy
start to respond. This whole bizarre situation was getting
to her. He controlled her, would do what he wanted to, there
was nothing she could do. She was getting what she had
dreamed of for all these years. But, would he hurt her
badly, would he cut her up, would he kill her?


I watched as the panties slid down her thighs to her knees,
she slowly stood up, eyes locked on mine. I could see a
slight tremble all over her body. "Good girl, very good," I
told her. "Now turn around, face the bed and bend over
again." She did what she was told. Her pussy was poking
right out at me. I was surprised at how she had shaved and
trimmed it. It was covered lightly in dark curls but it was
neatly trimmed. Best of all, her crack was slightly parted,
delicate coral inner lips were beginning to show.


"You slut, you want this, don't you?" "No, no, I don't,
please take what you want and leave me alone," she answered.
"Reach down and run a fingertip up through our cunt, DO IT
NOW!"


Cathy jumped when he yelled at her. Quickly she reached down
and back and put her index finger into her groove. She was
slightly damp, slightly open. Horrified, she realized what
he could see. Her body was responding to this situation. Her
mind didn't want anything to do with him, but her body was
responding.


"Turn around, put your finger up to my nose, NOW," he
ordered. She jumped up, spun around and did as he told. He
stared into her eyes as he held her hand up to his face.
Slowly, deeply, he inhaled her female muskiness then slowly,
forcefully he pulled her finger to his lips and tasted her!


"Nice, very nice, lose the panties," she heard him say. She
shook her legs and the slick material slid down to a blue
puddle at her feet. "Kneel, unzip me and you know what do to
from there. Make it good, don't use your teeth, don't even
think of biting. Make this the best you have EVER done and I
won't hurt you," he ordered her.


Cathy sunk quickly to her knees and unzipped his pants. He
didn't wear underwear! She reached in and pulled his cock
out slowly, carefully. It had been many years since she had
been on her knees in front of a man with his manhood in her
hands. Never had she done it unwillingly before!


The slick, shiny knob passed over her lips and into her
mouth. She was prepared for him to ram it into her throat,
to begin a violent plunging into her mouth. She was
surprised. "Nice and slow, go deep, lick, suck, make this a
very good blow job Cathy, show me how good you can be," he
told her softly. He held still, hard and throbbing in her
mouth, waiting for her to obey.


She began to lick and softly suck on him. Experimentally she
pushed her throat up onto the head of his cock. She gagged a
little and pulled back. "Now he is going to start ramming it
into me," She thought to herself. He held still, confused,
she slid the big knob to her throat and tried again. Again
she gagged, pulled back and licked him. She felt his hand on
the back of her head, she felt him petting her hair, heard
him tell her softly, "that's it Cathy, suck me, try to take
it deep, use your tongue, use your lips. You're a good
little cock sucker, you like this, don't you?" She was
horrified, she couldn't stop and pull back to answer, she
just kept bobbing her head, sucking licking, trying to get
him deeper.


She tried for several minutes and finally got him into her
throat. It was apparent he liked it, she felt him push
forward slightly as the shiny knob popped past her gag
reflex. He pulled back as she did. Her lips encircled the
knob and sucked as she worked her tongue around the tip and
edge of the crown. Again she pushed forward and felt him
push to get deeper. They set a rhythm, him pushing slightly
while she concentrated on not gagging. For a couple minutes
she bobbed harder, sucked and licked while she listened to
the noises she was creating. His hand continuously petted
her hair while he crooned praises to her. "Good little cock
sucker, nice little slut, what a hot, wet little mouth you
have, get it deeper, suck harder, lick behind the crown."
"Get ready Cathy, I'm going to cum, hold it deep and swallow
and you won't have to taste so much," he told her.


She felt his cock swell and pulse. A gob of cum shot into
her mount. Instinctively she tried to pull back. His hand
held her head, his cock pushed forward. The knob popped into
her throat as she fought her gag reflex back. Pump, pump,
pump, she felt the pulses squirt his semen into her aching
throat. He pulled back a little and let the last couple
spurts jet into her mouth. "Hold it right there, don't move,
don't pull back," he ordered. She stayed on her knees, his
slowly deflating cock laying on her tongue, a puddle of his
semen pooling in her cheeks.


"Good job Cathy, now very gently suck on it some more, lick
it and very, very gently suck my hard again," she heard him
say. Slowly, she swallowed the rest of his cum and begin to
suck him again.


"Stand up Cathy, turn around, get up on the bed on your
hands and knees," she heard him order. His cock slid out
over her lips and she stood. He stared into her eyes,
smiling at her. She wanted to scream, to run, to get far
away. Looking down, she saw his hard cock standing at
attention.and the knife!


Kneeling on the bed she felt more exposed than she ever had.
He made comments about her pussy, how wet it was, how it
looked like a rose blooming, how she was a nasty, swallowing
cock sucker who loved to kneel and pay homage to his cock.
She sobbed silently. Part of what he said was the truth. She
could feel the cool air on her hot vagina. She was wet, hot,
wanting; but not because she wanted to be that way, he was
forcing her!


"Oh," she gasped. He knelt behind her and started licking
her ass cheeks. One of his fingers was gently stroking her
wet labia. He spread her cheeks and gently nipped at them.
She started to crawl forward. "Stop, crawl up on the bed,
turn to face the pillows, put your head on the bed, reach
around and spread your cunt open, spread your knees," he
roughly told her. She did as she was told. He roughly bumped
and shoved her as he crawled up on the bed with her and
wriggled under her widespread knees.


"Ahhh, nooo, please, don't, nooooooo, stop, please,ahhhhhhh,
nooooooo, ohhhhhh, n n nooo, she begged and pleaded as her
ass wriggled and bobbed. He lay under her wet cunt, licking
her opening, putting the tip of his tongue to her clit,
probing her entrance with his tongue. He lapped and licked
at her for five minutes. She could feel the juice pouring
out of her copiously. She was drenching wet with her juices
and his saliva. While he was eating her, he had a hand up to
her breasts. He squeezed and caressed them. Alternately, he
hurt her tits and made them feel good. When he licked at her
clit, he would tweak at her nipples. She felt her pussy get
even wetter.


"Turn over, scoot over here," her ordered. She was on the
edge of the bed, her marital bed, with her legs wide spread
and held up by her rapist. He quickly knelt and began to
lick her wet vagina again. This time he fingered her, he
curled his finger up into her vagina and began to gently
probe. "AHHHHHHHH," she heard herself wail. He had found her
"G" spot and began to slowly rub it in a circle. She could
not help herself. Cathy began to hump his tongue and lips,
to wiggle her ass to help him keep on the spot. In less than
a minute, she came. She didn't just come, she climaxed like
she never had in her life. Suddenly she realized she had his
head in a tight grip with her thighs, she was squeezing his
head as she fucked his tongue and ground her clit into his
face.


Shame swept over Cathy. She lay looking up at her attacker
as he stood and pulled down his pants. His cock was larger
than her husbands, quite a bit larger. She knew she was
going to find out how different it might feel any second
now.


He surprised her again when he quickly knelt and shoved her
legs up and even wider. Slowly he forced her knees back to
her tits as her ass rotated up. Staring into her eyes, he
lowered his head and spread her ass cheeks. His tongue made
long sweeping strokes between her anus and vagina. "NOOOO,
DON'T DO THAT" she shouted at him. He ignored her and kept
licking. He was probing her anus with his tongue. He lapped
and licked her ass for a couple minutes while she writhed on
the bed.


Suddenly he stood up and shoved her knees up again. "Reach
up and guide me into your cunt, Cathy," he ordered. "Please,
let me suck you, please, let me do that, please don't do it
to me," she begged. "Do it," he asked, "what is IT?" he
asked. "F fu fu fuck me, don't fuck me," she stammered. "Put
it in NOW, CUNT," he shouted.


In a panic, Cathy reached beneath her elevated thighs and
found his cock. She quickly pointed the head into her wet
vulva and rubbed it up and down. "Run it over your clit," he
ordered. She lay, moaning, trying not to respond as she
rubbed the head of his cock up and down the dripping wet
channel. Each time it touched her clit, she jumped and
writhed.


"Time to fuck Cathy, put it into your cunt," he ordered. She
felt it snag her opening as she guided the throbbing head to
her vaginal entrance. "What am I going to do to you Cathy?"
he asked her. "You're going to make me have sex with you,"
she answered. "No, Cathy, that's not the answer, what are we
going to do?" He asked. Were going to, to, were going to
have s,s,se,sex, to fuck," she stammered. \


Slowly, very slowly, the head of his cock forced her vaginal
opening to accommodate him. She felt the large knob
spreading her open, knew that in just a feel seconds she
would feel the large head and the thick, veined shaft follow
it up into her womanhood. He pulled back a little and she
felt her stretched opening start to close back down. Again
he pushed slowly forward, again he withdrew part way. Over
and over he started into her only to pull back. After five
minutes of this torture, Cathy became conscious of a
whimper. Horrified, she realized it was her. Her pelvis was
humping up, trying to capture the rapists cock. She wanted
it. Her eyes flew open; he was staring into her eyes as he
slowly, forcefully slowly began a deep penetration into her
hot steamy pussy. "Beg for it Cathy, beg for my cock," he
told her. "Please, please don't do it, please pull it out,
go away, leave me alone," she begged. He pulled back into
her entrance and part way out. She felt her lips closing
with his cock almost pulled out. Without thinking she shoved
her hips up, capturing the head of his cock again. Again she
lunged up and got him part way into her.


"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, NOOOOOOOOOO, NOOOOOOOO, AHHHHHHHHHHH, ah,
ah, ah, ah," she heard her voice ringing into her ears. He
had suddenly dropped onto her. His cock had speared into her
waiting vagina. The head slammed into her cervical opening
and then rapidly pulled all the way out of her. He speared
through her opening and plunged all the way into her
again.and again.and again.and again.and she had climaxed
like she had never done in her life. She felt her knees come
up, her ankles cross over his legs, her pussy hump up at him
frantically as she helped him ram deep into her. She wanted
that hot spurt, she wanted it now as wave after wave of
climax rolled over her.and she got it. He began to jam
deeper, harder into her. The climax became more intense as
he held the head to her cervix and began to pump his hot
sticky cum into her womb.


"AHHH, OHHH, YESSSSS, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, HARDER, DEEPER," she
shouted as he held deep into her and filled her womb with
his hot liquid load.


He lay looking down at her tear stained face. She lay
looking up at him. He made her keep her legs wrapped around
him, his soft cock still in her throbbing pussy. Slowly his
lips lowered to hers. She started to turn her head. "Don't,
don't fight me, I WILL hurt you," he told her. Tearfully,
she felt his lips touch hers, felt her lips forced open by
his tongue, felt the heat as he penetrated her mouth, tasted
herself.


He kept kissing her and fondling her breasts. He sucked her
nipples and nipped at her breasts. She felt herself
responding, felt him growing hard inside her.


"On your knees," he ordered as he patted her ass, rollover.
She complied. He took her from behind, doggie style, slowly,
deeply, he fucked into her. She knelt with her head on the
bed while he grasped her hips and had his way with her
again. He kept going into her slow and deep for five minutes
and then started picking up the pace. He began to fuck her
deep and fast, then fast and shallow, then he would pull out
and slowly force his way back into her only to cram his cock
up to her cervix. Finally he began to fuck her in rapid
machine gun like strokes while he lightly touched and
prodded her anus. She came three times before he slid a
finger into her ass and pushed his cock into her as deep as
he could. She came again when she felt the throbbing cock
begin to squirt hot fluid into her womb.


She was so sore, her pussy was hot, burning, she tasted her
own juices on her lips, could smell the sex all around them.
"Please, please, leave me alone, please, just leave me," she
begged. He looked up at the clock, damn, it was four-thirty.
He should split.but he wasn't done. Hubby wasn't due for
another hour. This was not like him to take a chance, but he
knew he was going to.


She was mortified. He had taken a camera out of a black bag
on the floor and taken pictures of her. They were digital
photos. She saw her own vagina, gaping, dribbling a stream
of white sticky goo. He shot the image from her widespread
knees as she lay on the bed. You could clearly see her face
looking down between her legs at the camera.  He took photos
of her sucking her own juices from his cock, he came in her
mouth again and made her open her mouth so he could take
shots of that too.


She looked at the clock, it was 5 0'clock. They both heard
the rumble of the garage door opener! "What the fuck, who's
that?" "My husband, we were planning on a night out, he's
home early," she answered. "Fuck, I don't need this," he
growled. Quickly he tied her arms behind her back with her
belt and stuffed her panties into her mouth. They could hear
the kitchen door open.


Her husband walked into the bedroom looking for her. She
could see the puzzled look on his face as he looked at her
tied up on the bed with the panties showing in her mouth.
The puzzled look changed instantly to shock as he started to
turn and look around. Too late, he saw a shadow in the edge
of his vision, saw something both black and shiny, saw a
bright light and blue arc as the stun gun hit him on his
bare arm.


Cathy watched in shock as her burly husband dropped like a
rock. She was horrified as the stun gun was applied to his
back and his other arm. She stared as he writhed on the
floor, helpless, not even able to speak.


There were lots of neckties and pantyhose in the closet. In
only a couple minutes, he was tied with his hands behind his
back, ankles to wrists and then jerked to his knees. He was
tied kneeling, facing the bed with a pair of pantyhose
around his neck. The rapist went to the hamper and fished
around. He came back with the panties she had worn
yesterday, they were forced into his mouth.


He started too come around, was stunned to see a man
hovering over his wife, untying her bindings. His wife
glanced at him as she was turned over and forced to her
knees. He could straight at her crotch. It was puffy and
red, cum was slowly dripping off her distended lips. She had
been RAPED. He started struggling, trying to get the
bindings loose. They were tight, no slack, his muscles were
not responding right, he felt weak. It was then he realized
the stun gun had made him unable to react, made him unable
to help his wife.


Looking straight at his wife's ass and the man standing
beside her, he watched helplessly as her cheeks were spread.
The assailant stuck a finger into her pussy and it came out
with a gob of sticky goo. He watched, enraged, as the rapist
spread it on her anus and  began to force a finger up her
ass.


"No, NOOOOOO, PLEASE, NOT THAT, NOT THERE, I'VE NEVER DONE
IT THERE, PLEASE NO, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She screamed
as he placed the tip of his cock up against her cum covered
opening. "Shut the fuck up or the gag goes back in and I
take the stun gun to your hubbies nuts," he ordered.
Defeated, she lowered her head to the bed.


"OUCH, OWWWW, OWWWW OHHHHHHHHHH, UGH, please, no, not this,
please, I'll do anything else," she begged. His cock was
starting to stretch her sphincter open. The pain blazed
through her ass and clear up to her guts. She just could not
take this.


"On your knees, you know how I like it," ordered. Glancing
at her husband, she complied. She had been untied and then
warned about how helpless her husband was. "Start sucking
baby," her ordered. She reluctantly reached for his hard
cock as she leaned forward and opened her mouth, conscious
of her husband not six feet away.


"Yes, come on, deeper, lick, suck, good girl Cathy, you are
the best little cock sucker I have ever had," he moaned.
Suddenly he quivered and lunged into her throat, then pulled
back into her mouth. "Hold it in your mouth Cathy, don't
swallow," he ordered. He had fucked her so many times that
afternoon his balls only delivered a small amount into her
mouth. She did as she was told.


"Don't you swallow," the knife emphasized his order. She was
dragged over to her kneeling husband and made to face him.
The gag was pulled out of his mouth and the knife quickly
put up against his right eye. "Move and I sink the blade. If
I have to do that, I will have to kill you and the wife.
Don't fight me and do exactly as I say. I will cut you both
up."


Cathy thought knew she would never get over this act of
extreme cruelty. She was made to lean forward and kiss her
husband. Open mouthed, he had to accept the rapists sperm
from his wife's mouth. Their assailant quickly put her
soiled panties back into her husbands mouth.


The next half hour went by like a dream.more like a
nightmare. Cathy had to kneel and take him dog style again.
He lunged and jammed into her for a couple minutes, then
forced her onto her back. He quickly entered her and began
to violently fuck her sore pussy. He further humiliated her
by making her kneel and clean his cock with her tongue. She
had to stick her tongue out and lick him clean, then suck on
his balls. The whole time, she sneaked glances at her
helpless husband. He was frantic, trying to get loose,
trying to come to her aid. He was too well tied.


"NNMMMPHH, NAAAAAW," she could hear herself through the gag.
He had bound her hands behind her back, put the gag back in
and forced her down on her back. Her legs were straight up
in the air and spread painfully apart. Then he raped her
ass, right there in front of her husband!


Pain like she never though existed in the world coursed up
her ass and into her guts. She felt her nether ring give way
as the shiny cock head popped through. He had grinned down
at her and said, "Nice, cherry and tight, to bad hubby never
tried this." Looking over his shoulder at the horrified
husband he said, "Don't worry, she has plenty of ass for
both of us. I'm surprised you haven't been here before. This
is really one great looking butt!" At that, he began to sink
the purple head and rough veined shaft slowly up her ass.


She thought she had passed out. His cock was plunging in and
out of her anus when she came back around. It hurt so bad.
Reality came rushing back as he watched her eyes flutter
open. When he knew she was aware again, he sank in to his
balls. She screamed behind the gag, her legs kicked wildly
and ineffectively in the air. She humped and jerked trying
to dislodge him. He locked his eyes onto her and orderd,
"Look at my eyes cunt, don't take your eyes off mine. Now,
try to push me out with your ass, just lie going to the
bathroom. DO IT!"


Cathy strained like she was trying to void her bowels. The
big shaft slid into her easier than it had when he first
rammed up her ass. "That's is, keep it up," the rapist
ordered. Soon he had a rhythm going, stroking deep into her
agonized ass. He shoved back on her legs and began to plunge
into her until his balls slapped up against her upturned
cheeks.


She hurt so bad, cramps flashed through her bowels, her ass
was raw and felt like it was bleeding. "Please, cum and get
it over with, please," she begged. Turning her head
slightly, she could see her husband, staring watching
another man ravish her ass, an ass she would never let him
near.


"UH, UH, UH" she heard him huff. He was having a hard time
cumming. After fucking her all afternoon, his balls were
about empty. Suddenly she felt him ram deeper and then hold.
"OOOOOOOUCH," came out muffled behind her gag. The salty
fluid stung her ravaged and bleeding ass. "AHHHHH," she
heard as he pulled quickly and roughly out of her. She heard
a distinctive popping sound as the head of his cock jerked
free of her tightly clasping anal ring.


"I will fucking kill him if you don't, now get busy," he
ordered. Cathy, pussy and ass leaking his cum, knelt in
front of him and began to clean the cock that had just raped
her virgin ass. She gagged and choked as she took him deep
into her mouth. Her husband hung defeated in the binding
that were attached to the door.


"You son of a bitch, I'll get you you," "Shut the fuck up
you whinny fuck," he ordered. Cathy was horrified. Her
husband was still tied, but was now laying on the floor on
his back. Her soiled panties had been pulled out of his
mouth and lay beside his head. The rapist shook the stun gun
at both of them. "Move, bitch," he barked at her.


Cathy was slowly forced to squat over her husbands face and
lower her slime coated pussy and ass to his mouth. She had
been forced to pull her husbands cock out of his pants and
suck him hard while the rapist took her ass again. Now all
his slimy deposit was leaking into her horrified husbands
face. The rapist was filming the whole thing.


When she had been licked clean by her husband, she had been
made to lower her ass to his still hard cock. Cathy was
amazed that his cock had remained like a ramrod the whole
time she writhed around smearing the rapists sperm into his
face.


"Get down on it, get down, farther," she heard him bark at
her. Slowly, she lowered her painful throbbing anus onto her
husbands rigid cock. Once she sat there fully impaled, her
legs were pulled straight out in front of her. She was
painfully stuffed up the ass with the hard cock and had no
leverage to stand up. She couldn't lean forward and get any
relief either.


He took more photos of her husband in her ass and left them
tied together.


It took her several hours of wriggling and writhing to get
her bindings loose so she could get free. The constant
struggle was too much for her husband. He erupted a huge
stream of cum up her ass during their struggles.


They decided not to call the police. They did not want the
shame and embarrassment that would come with having to tell
their story. Cathy had wanted to let the authorities know,
but her husband was adamant about keeping silent.


Their home is now a fortress; alarms and cameras are
everywhere.


The rape and having to stay silent turned Cathy's head



inside out. Her husband now comes home to find her dressed



like a slut, kneeling on the bed with a tube of lube laying



on the bed beside her. Her tiny crinkled opening and the



pink dildo both glisten in the light like the blade of her



rapist's knife.