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Subject: "Casey's Rape Pt.1"  (n/c, inc(?), anal)
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**DISCLAIMER* *  This is a fictional story, intended for adults over
the age of 18. If you're younger than that, or live in a state where
eroticism is illegal (are there states like that? :) ) Do NOT read.  

This writer (me) does not condone rape, and/or forceful sex.  This is
a work of fiction.

If you like this, or want to read more, email "forcemee@aol.com".

Part 2 will be coming soon. :)

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Casey Appleton was a normal, average-looking 27-year-old.   She was
not the stuff that fantasies were built on, and she knew it.  So why
on earth was she being stalked?  She heard the heavy footsteps as they
tracked her around the corner and into the parking garage that housed
her beat-up Pontiac.  They stayed with her, albeit a distance away, as
she practically flew down the stairs to sublevel 4 of said garage.
They echoed through the maze of shiny cars and pickups that she
traipsed around to get to her car.  

She could feel them growing closer, increasing their speed as she
broke into a run a few feet from her car.  And she felt the hands as
they clamped around her shoulders and yanked her back off her feet,
against a very hard, very sturdy male body.  "No!" She screamed as
they told her to in self-defense class, struggling against the
iron-clad grip on her shoulders.  "If you don't stop fucking
screaming, I'm gonna kill you, bitch."  His voice was low, hissed out
from between his teeth in a voice so mean, so deadly, that she caught
her breath and did as he told her to.  "That's a good little slut."
He murmured, leaning close to tug hard on her earlobe with his teeth.
"You like it when I call you a slut, don't you?  You're probably all
fucking wet in those panties."  She shook her head emphatically, eyes
wide with a mixture of fear and rage. 

"No.. no just let me go.  I promise, I haven't seen your face, I... I
don't know who you are... but please don't do this to me."  He let out
a low chuckle, and spun her towards him before she had a chance to
react.  Closing her eyes tightly, she turned her head away from him,
not wanting to see her would-be-attackers face.  "Open your eyes, you
stupid cunt."  With her eyes remaining closed, she shook her head
again.  

He shook her then, hard enough to make her drop the briefcase she was
carrying and lose her footing on the cold concrete.  Opening her eyes,
she stared at the black-clad chest in front of her, somewhat surprised
to see the heavily muscled chest, tapering down to a pair of lean
hips, encased in black fitted suit pants.   "Look at my face.  Look up
at me. I want you to see who is gonna rape you." She did as he told
her once more, her eyes traveling up the length of his body until they
rested on a face so familiar, that she had to fight the urge to vomit.
"Oh my god... Rick.. why  are you doing this?"  She exclaimed in a
near shout, her eyes as round as saucers on her pale face.  

"You owe me, you stupid fucking cunt.  You owe me for all the nights
you didn't let me fuck you. All the nights you flirted with me,
showing only a hint of those big titties.  You owe me."  She shook her
head vehemently, starting to struggle against her ex-boyfriend with a
vengeance.  "Let me GO!  Goddammit, I mean it!"  He just laughed
again, in that odd pitch that sent shivers running up her spine, and
shoved her down on the hood of the car.

"I've had this planned for weeks, you honestly think I'm gonna let you
go now?  You're even stupider than you look, you cunt."  Pushing up
against him as hard as her smallish frame would allow, she let a loud
scream tear from her throat, hoping against hope that someone would
come down to help her.  "Scream all you fucking want.  I don't care.
No one is around."   But there was someone 'around.'  Someone who, at
first, Casey was delighted to see.  Her boss, at the law firm she
worked for, Matt.  "Matt!  Matt!"  She screamed as he drew closer,
oddly enough, not very fast considering her position on the car, and
the black-clothed man holding her there.  "Help me! please! he's gonna
rape me!" 

She pushed against Rick again, figuring it was only a matter of
minutes before he ran away from a potential arrest.  "Help you?" Matt
asked in a calm voice.  "No, darling.  I'm not going to help you.  I'm
going to help my brother rape you."  Reality didn't hit Casey until a
few moments after he spoke, her head shaking slowly in denial.  "NO!
Matt, please! You're a lawyer for christsakes, you can't go around
raping women." Matt chuckled, flicking a wry glance to his brother.
"Hear that?  I can't go around raping women."   

Rick just laughed and grabbed a handful of Casey's tit in his hand,
squeezing the tender flesh roughly with his gloved fingers.  "How..
how can you be brothers? I didn't know you were brothers, you don't
have the same last name."  Casey was frantic now, squirming on the car
and thinking of any possible way to escape the torture she knew these
two sick individuals would inflict upon her.  "That's right, slut."
Rick hissed as he leaned down to run his tongue under her chin,
licking all the way down to the budding cleavage that was visible
above her low-cut shirt.  "We don't have the same father, you moron."
Matt intoned in his lazy drawl, making his way over to them, his hands
working to unbutton his shirt.  "Our mother was a slut.  Just like you
are."  Casey shook her head again, letting out a fiery scream as Matt
got on top of her car, his large hands encircling her slender wrists,
holding them well above her head.   

"Did you get the rope?"  He asked his brother who had managed to bite
off all of Casey's buttons on her shirt, and was currently licking a
path between her two breasts.  "Yep.  It's in the bag." 

Matt nodded and plucked up a black duffel bag from the floor, pulling
out a length of solid twine.  "Good job, bro."  He muttered happily as
he began to tie Casey's wrists together, and then around to the door
handle of her car, pulling her at an awkward angle, as Ricks weight on
top of her was unyeilding.  "This fucking hurts" She screamed, looking
back to him.  "Funny joke, but enough is enough."  Matt just shook his
head, hopping lithely off the car to wind around to the fender,
quickly tying her ankles to either end of the car.  "Not a joke, you
slut."  Rick said as he took a pink nipple between his teeth, tugging
roughly on the tender bud. "ow! No!"  She screamed and arched her
back, the pain spiraling through her body.  "please.. please stop."  

Matt leaned down over her as Rick kept biting and twisting her nipple
with his teeth, occasionally moving to the other one, to inflict the
same damage.  "I'm gonna have to gag you, Casey."  He said pleasantly,
as if telling her the weather was 70 degrees.   

With that, he pulled his tie off and shoved it in her mouth, as far
down as possible without choking her to death.  Rick picked his head
up a bit, a swollen beet-red nipple pursed between his teeth and moved
over, allowing his brother access to the girl strapped to her own car.
Matt pulled off the rest of his clothes, and then made quick work of
divesting Casey of hers, Rick having already taken care of his as he
was exploring Casey's rather plump appendages.  Both men looked up to
Casey's face, grinning a similar grin as they saw the tears rolling
down her cheeks from beneath closed eyes.  They knew she wouldn't put
up much more of a fight, as her ankles and wrists were tied too
securely to the car.  Matt moved his hand down to her dry pussy, he
parted her lips and delved two fingers into her tight little hole,
tearing the fragile skin in his haste to get inside.  

Casey made a muffled sound behind her makeshift gag and squirmed a
bit, the muscles tensing in her thighs as she tried to close them.
"Oh yeah.. little slut is real dry, but she won't be."  Casey knew her
humiliation would include getting her wet enough so that they could
both fuck her, and gloat about her 'hornyness' as they raped her.
"Yo, Matt.. bro, this ain't gonna work.  I wanna get in that ass too,
and with it pressed against the hood, it's gonna be impossible."  Matt
frowned a bit at Ricks words, his fingers pumping in and out of
Casey's moistening cunt, fast and hard enough to rock her against the
car.  "Shit, you're right." He muttered.  "Okay, we'll just tie her
another way, so both her ass and pussy will be reachable.  

Rick seemed to like this because he stood, grinning down at Casey's
chest, his bite marks standing out obscenely against her pale flesh.
They quickly tied her so that her legs were parallel with the rest of
her body, her ankles being fastened to the same door handles that her
wrists were, causing her to bend double, making it almost impossible
for her to breathe.  She fought and struggled, but to no avail.  The
brothers' combined strength far overpowered her. 

"There... That's better"  Rick said as his finger pushed roughly
against Casey's clit, nudging it to the side a bit, and pinching it
between his thumb and forefinger, hard enough for her to cry out
against her gag.  Matt grinned down at her, leaning forward to run his
tongue down the side of her tear-stained cheek and into her mouth, his
teeth tugging at her upper lip from over the gag.  "You stupid slut,
you stupid fucking slut.  did you think you could show it off and not
expet us to take it?"  Casey shook her head, but it didn't matter, as
any denial she would have tried to make was cut off as Rick shoved his
index finger into her ass, popping it through the tight ring of her
asshole.  

She bucked up against the car, her eyes closing tightly.  "The cunt
likes it ,look at her."  Rick said gleefully as he pumped his finger
in and out, eventually adding a second one to further stretch her
virgin anus.  Matt looked back and smirked, rising from on top of her
and strode over to his brother.  "Nah, look.  You gotta do it harder
than that."  He said as he pushed his own finger into her ass, along
with Ricks' index and middle ones, grinding it into her ass, up and
down, in and out, so hard that she thought she would pass out from the
pain.  

Rick, following the dictates of his older brother, began to do the
same with his two fingers, ramming them hard into her ass while his
free hand began to roam her pussy again, pinching and rolling her clit
between his fingers, causing her cunt to become wet with unwanted
arousal.  Matt, with one hand ramming against her ass, and the other
stroking his enormous cock, moved to the side to stand directly in
front of her, the head of his dick pressing against her hole.  "Brace
yourself, bitch."  he said as he rammed his entire length into her,
tearing the fragile skin and pushing her back against the car.  

She screamed into her gag and shook her head wildly as he pumped in
and out of her, his balls slapping loudly against her ass, and Rick's
hand as it continued to ram into her asshole.  

Matt, never ceasing in his endless thrusting into her sore cunt,
leaned as far forward as he could, bracing himself against the
underside of her raised legs, made room for Rick to press against him,
and shove his thick cock into her ass, stretching it to the point that
she feared it would split her in half.  

They alternately thrust into her, Matt's long, thick cock, and Rick's
equally impressive one.  They didn't seem to mind coming this close to
one another, in fact through her slitted eyes, Casey saw Ricks tongue
come out to run over Matt's neck.  Horrified, and in a haze of pain,
she closed her eyes quickly, trying to concentrate on anything but the
rape of her ass and pussy.  They continued on for what seemed like
hours, but was, in fact, only about 20 minutes, until Matt pulled out,
jacking his cock until it spewed stringy white cum over her face,
managing to get on her eyelids and hair, as well as her mouth and
nose.  

Rick didn't last much longer, and he too pulled out, choosing to spew
his load onto his own brothers back, rather than on her face as Matt
did.  Matt only laughed at this and turned around to look at his
brother. "Lick it off, bro." 
 

Rick chuckled and bent down, lapping up his own cum from his brothers
back.   They both got dressed quickly and looked down to Casey, who
was still sobbing as hard as she could into the gag that was Matt's
tie.  "Well bitch, I hope you got what you wanted."  Matt said as he
tweaked her abused nipple painfully.  "And we aren't even finished
with you yet."  

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