======== Path: news.primenet.com!nntp.primenet.com!winternet.com!n1ott.istar!ott.istar!istar.net!newsjunkie.ans.net!newsfeeds.ans.net!newstf01.news.aol.com!newsbf02.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: russkere@aol.com (RusskerE) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: The Ass Bandit (mf, rape) Date: 30 May 1996 14:24:30 -0400 Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) Lines: 189 Sender: root@newsbf02.news.aol.com Message-ID: <4okp4u$13j@newsbf02.news.aol.com> Reply-To: russkere@aol.com (RusskerE) NNTP-Posting-Host: newsbf02.mail.aol.com Xref: news.primenet.com alt.sex.stories:157196 Here's another one As before, If you are under 21 stay away! This is a work of pure fiction! Brenda Worthy crossed her shapely legs as she took another sip of the tea That Bill Cooper offered her,barely hiding her distaste of the man. Though he was one of the firms best customers and a leading light in Denver she had never liked the man, and had not kept that fact a secret. So when he had called her over to his office to talk, she was wondering why. She was just about to leave the office when she got his message. . Since she was the only one there, she did not bother to telling anybody where she was going, which was out of the ordinary, since she was one of the firm's top lawyers, and as such was constantly being sought after. Besides, the sooner she listened to what the little toad had to say, the sooner she could go home. "Thank you for coming Brenda. I realize your time is very valuable." Cooper said. "You're welcome Bill." what do you want from me?" "Word has gotten back to me that before you would do anything for me, I would have to kiss your ass at high noon and get there a couple of hours early trenda?" "I may have said something to that effect, but hardly in those words." That bastard, Brenda thought, how did he find out I said that? Brenda blinked her eyes. And on top of this, I'm coming down with something. Just great. "Well, if that's what it takes, said Cooper, then I'm willing to do it." "What?"started Brenda. "You've got a good ass Brenda. I've wanted to stick my dick in it ever since I saw you." "You called me here so you can tell me this?" "Yes I did Brenda. You can either do it voluntarily, or I'll take it. The choice is yours. Brenda instantly sprang to her feet. "If you think I'm going to stand here and have you talk to me like-" "Oh you wont be standing here very long. You see, I took the liberty of putting a very powerful drug in your tea. In about thirty seconds You'll probably be on the floor." Kym's vision started going black. She rushed for the door, and found it locked. Staggering a couple of feet she collapsed on the floor. Cooper walked to the bar, and fixed himself a drink. As he drank, watched Kym's prone body on the floor. Reaching for a phone, Cooper dialed a special number. The phone rang twice, then someone answered. "This is the Gryphon" Cooper said, "I have another job for your special talents." Swiftly Cooper gave him the instructions, then hung up the phone. Well bitch, you and are going to have some fun tonight. Brenda awoke to blackness. When she tried to move, however, she found that she was stuck tight. No wait a minute, she thought. She could feel a draft on her behind and thighs. She could breathe but could not move. What in hell has happened to me? Cooper came into the special, soundproofed room in the warehouse he owned to see the result of his instructions. Brenda was in a tub filled with cement. The way she was situated had her laying on her stomach with her buttocks and upper legs the only parts of her showing, encased in a black leotard. Air was being supplied through a breathing tube in the cement. As Cooper watched the cement block with Brenda in it, he almost felt sorry for the snooty bitch. Almost. Oh well, pleasure before business. As he walked toward the block, Cooper could feel his penis harden as he watched Kym's behind squirm and strain as she attempted to get free. Grabbing her buttocks from behind, Cooper placed a long, languorous kiss on her ass. having done that, Cooper spread her ass cheeks apart and mounted Brenda. Cooper could hear a muffled scream come from the tube, and could feel the bucking under him, as Brenda tried her best to get away from the throbbing, white-hot pain. ohgodoh godithurtsithurtsohpleasegodmakeitstophurtingohplease. Cooper was going to town on Brenda, thrusting hard on the helpless woman's behind. Finally with a single shudder, Cooper came. Cooper got up and left the room. Brenda had seen his face; she would have to be taken care of. His man would take care ofthe details. One week later, Cooper found himself in Baltimore for a business trip. Having completed his business, Cooper was waiting in the lobby of the Camden Sheraton Inn when he noticed clapping in one of the ballrooms. Coming to the door, Cooper saw a large man acknowledging the applause. On one side of him were two other men, one young, one older. On the other side of the man, Cooper saw a woman dressed in a blue suit. Cooper looked at her; damn she has a nice big ass! Seeing a man next to him, Cooper asked who the man was. "That's Bill Emerson, he's running for councilman." " Who's that next to him?" "that's his brother and his wife, Alexis." Cooper started thinking about the possibilities. if he could get her alone for a couple of minutes, he could have some fun. He wished he could have more time to plan it, but what the hell, the spur of the moment ones were ususally the most fun. Emerson was taking about crime. Well, Cooper thought, If you don't have any motivation now Mr. Emerson, I'm about to dig you up some. He made a mental note of the materials in his briefcase. They would do the trick. Now if she were going somewhere by herself in the next few minutes . . . When the photo session was over, Alexis said "Bill, you go on ahead, I've got to go to the ladies room. I'll meet you in the restaurant by the street." "you sure about that baby? I can wait." "No,you go ahead. I'll just be a couple of minutes." "Uhh, okay." The bathroom was on the first floor. Alexis went to the elevator, and got in with an older businessman. halfway down. the elevators lights went out, and it stopped. "What's going on? !" Alexis asked, clearly frightened. "Must have been a power outage." the man said. "Can you see anything?" "Not a thing." "see if you get to the panel. It should have some kind of emergency button on it. I've got a cellular phone. Ill see if I can call some one." "Okay." Alexis groped around until she found the buttons, and was just about to push one when the man slammed her against the wall, stunning her. As she was trying to get her self together, she felt a needle go into her behind. Almost instantly a warm wall of sleep took her. When Alexis woke up she found that she had been bound and gagged, and was in a darkened room. there was a man behind her but she could not see him. "Just take it easy. I wish I could tell you this won't hurt, but I couldn't lie." The man picked Alexis up and using a knife, slashed a hole in the back of her dress, cutting through her slip, pantyhose, and panties. He then sat down and slowly sat her in his lap on top of his hard penis. Alexis let out a shriek of pain Cooper's penis entered her behind, tearing her anus. The pain made her bob up and down on top of Cooper's dick, which served to arouse Cooper more. He held her around her stomach, fondling her. He slipped his hands in her dress and felt her breasts, her nipples hardening because of the pain. He felt her butt muscles ripple and tense up as to get off his penis, tried to arch her back to pull herself off, but to no avail. She was impaled. Finally, the pain was too much for her, and she lost consciousness. Laying her on the ground. Cooper bent over and kissed her on the ass. Special Agent Rook of the FBI was tired. He had been over and over the specifics of this case for days, and the Baltimore Police weren't helping things any. "Okay, let's go through this again. We are dealing with a serial killer/rapist we have named for lack of a better name, the Ass Bandit." There were a couple of guarded smiles but no outright laughs. "The reason our subject has such a colorful name is his M.O. He targets women, ages between their early twenties and late forties. the women are almost always in either business suits or nice dresses. he gets these women alone by themselves, drugs them somehow, cuts a hole in their skirts of dresses, and sodomizes them. The other exceptions are women in aerobic suits and tight, form-fitting pants which emphacizes women's behinds. Some women have been found dead, some have not. We beilive that they they either because they saw him, or that they knew him somehow." "The attackes have been all around the country, denoting that this guy has a lot of time on his hands. We need to catch him and soon."