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Title: The Demon Rapist: A Horror Fantasy
Author: Imma Scared
(This is my first attempt to try and write a ³rape story² from
rapists viewpoint so to speak. I hope any men out there who find any
³technical problems² will help clear them up!²)
The Demon Rapist had a long, long history of mental illness. He was
also had the ³devils luck².
When he was a young teen, he had brutally raped his mother, but out of
a misplaced sense of ³family loyality² she had refused to press charge
against him.
His father, also a lucky, sick bastard, praised the boy for his act
of ³manhood², encouraged him to commit such acts on a regular basis,
and advised him on how to be careful so that he wouldnıt be caught.
³The best pussy is a raped pussy², the father often told him.
The Demon Rapist was never in trouble for his a single one of his
brutal rapes in which he took such pleasure and joy. He so terrified
his victims that none of them was capable of giving a coherent account
of what happened to them, let alone a reasonable description.
What often got him in trouble was his sudden unreasonable rages,
during which, if he was in public, caused a considerable amount of
property damage, and often no little bodily injury to any and all in
his vicinity.
Yet the Demon Rapist spent little time in jail. He had been diagnosed
as ³mentally deficent², and so he was usually sent to a mental
institution for a period of three weeks. There he would be medicated,
and then released once the doctors determined he was not a danger to
himself, or to others. (Few of these doctors who made the
determination ever even spoke to the Demon Rapist!).
When the Demon Rapist began hearing voices mumbling in his head, he
was at first concerned. He was really afraid he perhaps he was
starting to develop a conscience, something which he had heard of, but
didnıt want any part of, since it would only interfere with his
pleasure.
He loved raping women, almost more than life itself. He loved ramming
his cock as hard as he could into their fear tightened pussies. The
tighter the better too. It wasn't so much the sex, or even the way his
cock felt, pulsing like it was going to explode deep into their fear
tightened asses and cunts as wonderful as it was; it was the power,
the domination, the forcing of himself into their body, the violation
of something so intimate to them, of filling them with fear, and
misery and torment as well as burning seed.
But as the voices in his head became clearer over time, he was
overjoyed that the voices were ³friendly², guiding him to more victims
to rape and torment, helping him become stronger and more powerful.
He found he could increase the frquency of his attacks on women, as
his lust knew almost no bounds. He was constanly horny, almost
constantly erect, and he did not seem to tire as ordinary men did.
Now he stoof in front of the mirror, admiring himself. He was 6ı8 300
pounds, with a 56 inch chest, arms and legs like corded logs of wood.
But what made him proudest, happiest, was the size of his pole-like
prick.
Up until a month ago, it was, to him, a modest 8 inches. But the
voices in his head had promised him if he would allow them to use him,
they could and would increase the size and power of his manhood. All
he had to do was to shave his head slippery smooth, and keep it that
way.
Well the Demon Rapist had readily agreed, and he was thrilled with how
the ³voices² had rewarded him. Now his manhood was 11 inches of
hefty, vein-twisted cock. It was so thick that even he could not get
his fingers around it. It looked as big around as a childıs fist and
as long as a childıs forearm, but thething that pleased him the most
was that it was gnarly like the limb of an oak tree. The towering
post felt veryhot in his huge hands and seemedto throb with a life of
its own.
He had, with the aid of the ³voices² managed to rape an average of 9
women a day, and would have raped more gad the voices permitted it.
Nine seemed to be a special number with them. One young woman he had
dragged to his lair he had assualted 9 times in each hole, and the
³voices²had made him fall asleep before he could damage her further.
The screams of the woman he had raped in the last hour still rang
sweetly in his ears......and thanks to the powers that the ³voices²
had granted, he had raped her in broad daylight on a busy streetin
pussy and ass for a full 20 minutes, and no one heard or saw a thing
till he was long gone. He had hurt the woman horribly with his inhuman
dick, tearing her up good under the power of his lustful demon-powered
thrusting but he hoped she wouldnıt die. He wanted her to live with
what he had done to her for a long, long time. And perhaps, someday he
might find her again.....
He thought about a woman he had seen leaving a church as he walked
away from his last victim. His eye had been drawn to her because: she
looked child-like, small breasted, slim waisted. His ³voices² wouldnıt
let him have a child. They had hurt him almost beyond endurance when
he tired to snatch one. But this female was a woman. He could pretend,
when he found her.
He stood grinning as he looked at himself, fisting his humongous cock.
It looked bigger thanbefore, the huge, hairy nuts swaying underneath
the long thick shaft. Had it grown? Yes he was sure of it, as his
hand pumped faster and faster, at least another inch, perhaps more.
The ³voices² in his head began speaking to him again, instructing him
when and how he could have this girl-like woman. He pumped faster and
faster, as they spoke, in a frenzy of lust.....
**********
Dawn had wanted to become a nun. This was not so much because of any
great depth of faith, though she was pious enough but because she
wanted to serve her fellow humans. Unfortunately, for that particular
dream, door after door had been closed to Dawn, because they were just
some things about the Faith of the Children of Light that Dawn just
didnıt believe.
So Dawn, at 18, had discovered, and then joined a small lay religious
order of men and women that served the ³working poor². And while it
did require it, Dawn had chosen celibacy as well as a vow poverty as
part of her signs of commitment to the small community which welcomed
her in.
To her surprise, in just 3 short years, Dawn was looked upon as a
leader by her fellows and had been sent out by the order to see if
they could ³plant² another community in a new city.
She had gone, on impulse, to the heart of the city, to look at the
Cathedral, and the apparently vacant chapter house attached to it. To
her surprise, she ran into the Bishop of the city, who recognized the
³habit² of her lay-order.
It turned out that the Bishop was more than willing to by-pass all the
red-tape she had feared, and invited her to come back the next day to
meet with him about the detailsmembers of her order taking over moving
into the chapterhouse.
³There is a great evil in this city,² the Bishop said., ³and not
ebough of those dedicating to doing unselfish good. If your order
chooses to come here, I will welcome them and aid them in every way I
can.²
As Dawn left the Cathedral, almost skipping down the steps, she was
totally unaware that she had caught the eye of a very, very evil man.
A Demon Rapist.
Dawn bought a city newspaper, and went to a cafe to sit and have a
cup of Klave, and relax, before she explored the city any further, and
as she read she understood why the Bishop had said that the city of 4
millions souls was ³full of evil².
According to the newspaper, there has been 4 murders, 2 acts of arson,
and 12 acts of brutal rape just in the last 24 hour period. 9 of the
brutal rapes were being attributed to one they called the ³Demon
Rapists², because all 9 had been left in a coma-like state. The other
3 were ³copycat² rapes, and at least 1 rapist had been caught in the
very act!
Shuddered as she read more about the ³Demon Rapist² who for the past
30 days had destoryed for all intents and purposes, close to 300
women. The City Guard had no clue to his idenity,
did not understand how he was able to commit so many horrible acts in
so many locations, in so many short a period of time.
There was true evil in the city indeed, Dawn saw. And what she wanted
to do was flee. Forget all thoughts of being a part of a comunity
here. But she had made commitments. To her order, to herself, and to
fellow humans.
As she sat in in the cafe, debating what to do, to go with her fear,
or mett her commitments, an dignified elderly man came and sat down by
her table.
³Forgive me my daughter,² the man said, ³but I can see by your
clothing you are a stranger to the city.² Dawn smiled warmly at him,
as he continued, ³And I can see too you are a worker of good, a
servant of our Father of Light.²
The oldman looked at the paper laying in front of Dawn. ³And I see
youıve been reading about our city. There is a great, great evil at
work here my daughter. But you can stop it if you will.²
Startled, Dawn ³Me? Stop it? what do you mean? How can I stop it?²
³Have you read what what the Father once told the children? It is an
easy act of to give oneıs life for friends my children, but the
greatest act of love to die for those who do not know you, and who
will never know of your sacrifice²², the old man said, looking at Dawn
intently.
Dawn suddenly felt cold fear washing over her.
³Would you give yourself so that others would not suffer? Would you
allow a fiend to use you for its pleasure to save the sanity of
hundreds of women? Would you die for others?²
³No!², Dawn said, leapig to her feet. ³ I donıt want to! I canıt! Iım
not that strong² she fled in terror from the old man, and so she
didnıt hear him laughing, didnıt see the gleam of evil glee in his
eyes.
Dawn found that her feet were carrying, as if by instinct, back to
rhe Inn, and to what she hoped would be safety.
*********
Sometime later that same night, Dawn awoke to the sounds of a man
howling, crying out in deep despair and profiund horror!
³Oh Light! No! My wife! My Wife!²
Dawn flung on her habit, and not even pausing long enough to put on
her sandals and ran out her room, to join the others on her floor who
were hurrying down the hall to see what could be happening to cause a
man to scream like that.
Finally, Dawn was able to see the man who was howling. He knelt beside
a woman who lay flat on her bag, at the enof the long hallway. As she
got closer, Dawn was able to see that the woman, whwas not much older
than Dawn herself was totally naked.
Finally Dawn found herself standing beside the howling man, staring
down at the poor woman, who was staring sightlessly upward.The almost
life-less body was covered with huge hand shaped bruises, bite marks,
and sweat.
³It would seem that the Demon Rapist has struck again², Dawn heard
someone say, and turned to see, without much surprise, the the old
man she had spoken to in the cafe. ³It is not yet Midnight, and so
unless the Father of Light, or a servant of Light intervenes, there
may yet be more victims such as this......²
The people around Dawn began turning away, but the old man remained
standing next to Dawn. He placed a hand on hers and began to lead her
back to her room. Dawn tried to pull free from the old manıs
surprisingly strong grip.²
³Let me go, I must help that woman!² she insisited.
³ Her own husband can wash her and see she is carried back to her bed.
Other than that, she is beyond any aid you can give.² The old man
turned Dawn, so that she was forced to look him in the eye. ³If you
truly wish to help, you perhaps stop this from happening to someone
else.
³You took an oath to serve your fellow humans, to heal them, and to
give your life if it would save others. You can repudiate that oath,
and frankly, I wouldnıt place any blame on that decision. ² He smiled
gently as he saw thw panic in Dawnıs face.
He continued, ³Or my scared young child, you, and only you can pay a
terrible price, and the Demon Rapistıs reign of terror will be over.²
Terrified, Dawn whispered ³What price?²
³You are the one person who can satisfy the evil lust that empowers
the Demon Rapist. You must go to the Cathedral and wait for him to
come to you. Your assent to be a Sacrifice will draw him like a moth
to a flame.²
He didnıt speak further, but simply gazed intently into Dawnıs eyes.
She wanted to cry out, ³Why me?² ³²ow do I know you speak the truth²,
but she didnıt. She knew there would be no answer, because there were
no rational anwers.
She did know, that the old man was telling the truth. She also knew
she would not be able to live with in peace herself unless she did
what this man had told her to do.
Her voice shaking. she said, ³I will go,. May the Light be with me, I
will asent.²
The old man smiled, ³Then hurry my child. Annoint yourself like a
bride eager for her groom, and hurry to the Cathedreal. You must be
there before midnight! At the stoke of Midnight, you must be naked,
lying on the altar, like an animal ready for slaughter. If you do
this, you will be his last victim!²
Dawn turned from the old man, and so again, did not see the old man
shaking with silent, manical laughter.
**********
A few minutes before Midnight, Dawn entered the dimly lit Cathedral
and walked down the long central aisle to kneel at the altar.
No sooner had she knelt, than a huge hulking form stepped out ot the
shadows, and Dawn found herself looking up at the Demon Rapist. He
was totally naked and hishuge 13 inch stalk stood up and out
threateningly from his dark thatch of pubic hair. His massive cock
was twisted with veins and the huge plum-like head bulged a deep
crimson. He watched her assess her situation as being helpless and
took silent enjoyment out of it.
³My friends tell me I am gonna fuck you, gonna fuck you till the sun
comes up,² The Demon Rapist hissed at Dawn.
³They tell me that you wonıt be able to escape me e either thru Death,
or madness.theyıre gonnamake your body be "healed" in seconds soon
as Iım done raping your ass your pussy! You will remember each second
of pain,every single thrust of my big beautiful dick! Then I get to
tear it open again! And again!²
Dawn, said nothing in reply, simply stood up, took off her habit, and
lay down on her back upon the Catherdralıs bare stone altar.
The Demon Rapist grined down at her,and then leaning forward, and he
forced his mouth on hers, kissing her hard. She could feel the crown
of his enormous penis pushing against her pussy's entrance, and it
felt as if somebody was forcing a clenched fist up between her legs.
"Please, it's too big," she wept. "Please, you're going to kill me."
The Demon Rapist simply laughed. He got closer and slowly ran the head
of his massive cock up and down her slit as if to tease her. He
began to shove the huge plum-like head of his cock into her slit.
It was rough going for him. but he didnıt mind, knowing it was even
rougher for her.....
Suddenly, Dawn felt pain so intense that she thought that her pelvis
had broken apart. Her head jerked upward and the sensation of the
swollen head of it's thick shaft plunging down her virgin pussy made
her spine arch involuntarily.
She seemed to truly impaled by the giant penis up inside her small
body as The Demon Rapistıs remoreselessly shoved his massive cock
inside her. eyes opened wide, pupils dilated and her mouth open wide.
She was hurt too badly to do anything but shudder and gasp. There was
nothing she could do to save herself, she was powerless. All she
could do was hold on tight to the very creature that was hurting her
so much, and keep her legs stretched as wide apart as she possibly
could, and pray.
He grabbed her around her small waist and pulled her back at the same
time he threw his full weightof 300 pounds forward. She screamed in
sheeragony as the massive intruder tore through the protective veil of
hermaidenhead.
The lips of her assaulted pussy splayed grossly under the tearing,
ripping, plunges of the demon-powered cock. Her face distored into a
mask of pure horror, as she screamed in agony as more and more more
of that gigantic prick was forcing its waydeeper and deeper into her.
The Demon Rapist looked down, surprised to see to see his prick that
despite his powerful thrusts, his cock was onlyslowly vanishing ,
little by little, into his victimsı battered pussy. Surely this was
the tightest pussy he had ever been lucky enough to sink his cock
into!
Dawn clenched her fists in pain and her mouth was a gape in sheer
torture as the merciless cock tore onwards into her. The Demon
Rapistıs huge cock continued itıs relentless punishing impalement, as
it bore in andshe cried out, pleading for him to stop the onslaught.
The Demon Rapist was filled with joy as he felt howtightly her pussy
gripped his cock, he was practically having to tear intoher, giving
him more pleasure than he had ever imagined possible. This was indeed
the tightest pussy heıd ever fucked his cock into!
He paused for a moment, not out of any considersation for his victim.
He wanted to savor, however breiefly, the wonderful senastions Dawnıs
pussy was transmitting thru his penis, into his very soul. As Dawnıs
pussy spasmed in agony, the walls of her pussy clutched and clutched
the thick, hard dick. as if massaging it, giving the monster wave
after wave of delight.
Almost reluctantly, the Demon Rapist withdrew his cock from his
victims pussy. till only the huge blood engorfed head remained just
inside. Then, clutching her hips hard, he again thrust savagely
forward.
She finally felt the large plum-like head bump the very limit of her
vaginal cavity. They was a great cramping as it seated itself up
againsther cervix. She screamed in terror as the cock cap stained her
cervical hole tothe limit.
The Demon Rapist looked down to see only one half of his huge of
cockin her and he was pressing against the back wall of her cunt. It
seemed as if his cock was gaining in length and thickness even as he
raped this wonderful peice of female flesh!
He pulled back and felt the lips of her pulling and dragging at his
cock. Looking down, he saw herpussy lips distended, as if trying to
pull his cockin. It looked as though he was pulling her pussy innards
out as theyclung his to his ever expandin cock.
Dawnıs blood and vaginal liquids coated and lubricated coated his
shaft as he pulled out. To Dawn it felt as though all of her insides
were trailing out after the bigthick invaderThis time he plowed back
in and the entire length were hiltedfirmly in her puss ,causing it to
bash against her wombıs door.
He licked his lips and began a slow, steady, forceful in and out
motion his cock burning her like a red-hot steel bar driven in and
out of her virginal pussy. He knew and rejoiced in the fact that
the pain was terrible fo rDawn as her screams attested.
She could feel every bump and vein on his huge penis as it slammed
powerfully into herpussy, and then he began to pick up the pace
fucking her with a furious pace that seemed to get more brutal with
each stroke. He grabbed her around the shoulders so that he could fuck
her harder, pounding into her pussy. She felt her cunt walls burn as
the pain began to increase past the point of human endurance.
She groaned as she felt the cervical opening begin to dilate as the
cockhead smashed against it, that ravaged,muscular hole was giving in
to the abuse, her pussy gates fluttering as if giving up and
surrendering to themassive battering-ram plowing into its depths.
The Demon Rapist was gasping for breath while he felt the rumbling of
his massive nuts begin to tug at the root of his prick. More than
anything, hewanted to blast his load into the depths of his vicitm,
with her child-like body. He stabbed in one last time, driving in his
almost the entire entire lengthinto her, just as semen rushed up his
dick shaft.
Dawnıs eyes bulged as the first shot of hot dick spray pelted thewalls
of her bleeding cunt. He lunged and buried another inch into her,
causing the spray of man cream to shoot directly into the deep her
womb. White-hot demon seed pumped out of theejaculating cock to drown
her pussy tunnel, burning, scalding, increasingthe pain and agony. The
flood began to slow down and finally he pulled back, outof the
tender, torn vagina.
³What a good fuck you are!² the Demon Rapist crowed.
Dawn opened her eyes and saw to her horror that the Demon Rapistıs
massive penis was still fully erect!
The Deacon reached out for Dawn and she rolled over onto her stomach,
trying to wriggle forward on her elbows across thestone altar. But
the Demon Rapist just laughed and seized her thighs in his massive
hands and dragged her back toward him..
Forcefully, he parted the cheeks of her ass with his calloused
fingers, and placed the head of his monsterous manhood at her asshole.
He wrestled with her, bucking and jabbing at her with his penis. Twice
the thick rod missed her ass and struck her thigh leaving wet smears,
and twice she managed to twist herself away. Then he clambered on top
of her small terror filled body.
Filled with despair, she felt the creature mount her from behind, felt
his breath on her neck, felt the demon powered penis push between her
asscheek . Steadying himself by grabbing her hips, he pushed the head
of his cock into her ass with one bold thrust. Dawn
screamed as thehuge cock tore into her tiny opening.
TheDemon Rapist smiled as she screamed. He looked down and saw that
only the head of his cock was inside her ass. She would really be
screaming, he knew, as soon as he could slam more of himself into her!
He continued to shove his cock forcefully into Dawnıs tight ass.
She felt his cock enter her bowels, sending pain and a kind of cramps
through her intestines into her belly. It seemed as if he were forcing
his fist up her rather than his cock. Dawn struggled wildly, grunting
and twisting her torso as she tried to escape the penis invading her
asshole.
But the Madman simply tightened his grip on her hips as he slammed
hard into Dawnıs ass again and again until buried the full length of
his shaft deep inside her as she screamed over and over with
with pain. He began fucking her ass with long steady in and out
thrusts. To Dawn, it felt as if the Monster was fucking her
with a red-hot iron poker. In and out the thick cock went slamming
itself deeper into her bowels, causing hot tearing pain at each
stroke.
She felt the power of Demon Rapistıs massive erection plunging all the
way up her ass with unstoppable force. The inhuman lust hardened cock
was was inside her, deep and urgent and swollen and white hot with
lust.
She screamed at the pain, screamed until she tasted bile and her
throat was raw and tears streamed from her eyes and ran into her nose
and mouth. The Demon Rapist laughed as leaned forward over her hunched
form and thrust into her again and again, it's calloused hands
slipping around her body to grasp her small breasts.
Her thighs were stretched as wide apart as she could to lessen the
pain as the Demon Rapist withdrew his cock only to slam it in to the
hilt again and again, thrusting savagely into her, gripping the soft
flesh of her hips now, until it could push no deeper. He would pull
out until only his cockhead was still inside her then thrust into her
again with the force of a piledriver.
Faster and faster, it's penis swollen to an impossible size penetrated
her. Her head throbbed from the pain. With a final thrust the Deacon
erupted a lava-like flood in her...she could feel the hot fluid
spurting, the shaft of his enormous cock pulsing in her canal,
burniing her a red-hot bar of steel. like a ball of fire. The pain in
her lower regions became so intense that she almost became
unconscious. The Demon Rapist withdrew his penis that, while
momentarily satified, still fully erect.
The Deacon waited for a moment, waiting for the "healing" to restore
Dawn, and again lined his cock against her pussy......
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Why shouldn't a woman like to read and write rape fantasies/stories? I
am a woman, but I'll admit that I love rape fantasies. I love to
imagine that I have been taken my force......Why should I be ashamed
of that?
And I rather find myself turned by men who fantasize about rape.....
Fantasies harm no one.
"here I wonder, if my fantasy were to become a reality: If a Totally
bald man were to take me against my will, to punish my poor pussy
with his powerful pistonlike prick, would I not find freedon and joy?"
To access my stories:
ftp://asstr.ml.org/pub/Authors/Imma_Scared
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