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From: redrover3@juno.com (Red R Rover)
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Subject: Hot Tub (Rape, NC, MF)
Date: 4 Jul 1997 02:00:04 -0700
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Hot Tub - (MF, nc, rape)
must be 18 to read. fiction. just for fun
email: redrover3@juno.com
by Red Rover
Ginger eased into the hot tub. She was glad to finally be able
to relax, to soak in the warm soothing waters in her backyard. It was
dark out, and she had just got home from a long day at on her feet at the
department store where she worked. Ginger had on her green bikini.
With a splash, she dropped her arm from the side of the tub where it was
resting, into the water and began massaging her aching leg muscles. She
was really tired. She gave a little yawn and let her eyes sag closed.
Suddenly there was a loud ::SPLASH::. Someone was in the tub
with her! Ginger's eyes opened huge. There was a man next to her,
wearing only shorts. He was shorter than her, probably about 5'6" or so,
but powerfully built, compared to her own thin frame. He had short dark
hair and Ginger could see the evil gleam in his eyes illuminated by the
weak lighting she had set up around the hot tub.
Before she could scream, the man lunged forward and covered her
mouth. "MMMm!" Ginger cried, grasping at his hand, trying to pull away.
"Don't make any noise," the man told her, releasing his hand,
"Listen to me."
"Ok, ok," breathed Ginger. It wouldn't do her any good anyway.
Why had she wanted to live out in the middle of nowhere anyways? "Please
don't hurt me."
"We are going to fuck," the man continued, "If you scream, I'm
going to hurt you really bad. Understand?"
"Please no!!" squealed Ginger. "No."
The man grabbed Ginger's throat with one hand. He felt her give
a little gulp. He cupped her butt with the other hand and pulled her
body close to his, feeling her trying to squirm away.
Ginger was struggling. Her assailant kissed her on her lips.
Ginger, consumed with fear, shook uncontrollably. He could feel that she
was holding her breath while he kissed her. The man dropped his hand
down to squeeze her breasts. They were a small C, nice, round and firm.
He groped them through the bikini.
"Please don't rip it off," Ginger begged.
The man ignored her and grabbed her bikini bottom and started
pulling down on it, his tongue snaking into her mouth. She was fighting.
He squeezed her butt hard and slid his fingers into her ass crack.
"Ouch!" yelped Ginger. Her attacker had her bottom down to her
knees and his arm wrapped around her waist.
"Please don't," she said.
He stopped kissing her.
"Will you blow me?"
"Just don't hurt me," she said
"I'll let you go afterwards."
"Ok," said Ginger, eager to get it over with.
"Just start giving me head underwater," he said.
"Can I come up for air?"
"Not until I cum," he told her, pushing down on her shoulder.
Now she was really struggling.
He grabbed her hair and forced her underwater. The rapist let
Ginger up after about 5 seconds. She gasped for air.
"You better start sucking or you're not coming up again."
"Ok, ok," sobbed Ginger.
He pulled her down again, using his free hands to take off her
shorts. Ginger sucked very carefully, trying not to make him angry.
He pushed her head into his crotch and held her there. He could
feel her trembling. He let her stay under a good 60 seconds longer, then
let her up. She gave a huge gasp, and panted for a few seconds before
she could find the air to speak.
"Pp-please. No more!"
"Well, I didn't cum, so it looks like you're going to be fucked."
"You, you said you'd let me go."
"You didn't make me cum."
"No, no," she wept, wondering when the torment would end.
"I'll tell you what," he said, "You are such a good cocksucker;
I'll give you a choice."
"What?"
"I can do it here, or in your house, or at my place."
"Just do it here," Ginger's shoulders slumped, resigned. She
just wanted to get this over with and there was no way she wanted to go
to his house.
"Ok," he said, and turned her around. His hands slid up under
her bikini top and fondled her tits. He ripped the top off.
Ginger stood still, horrified as he shoved her into the wall.
"Loosen up."
He pulled her waist back so that she was bent over. "You might
want to hold on to something." Ginger quietly grabbed hold of the edge
of the tub. She felt his fingers start rubbing her crotch, spreading her
legs apart wider. The man slid two fingers into her from behind and
started pumping them in and out of her.
She could feel his cock poking into her backside and she gasped.
He spread her open with his hand and pushed into her. Hard.
Ginger took a deep breath. "Oh God! NO, please!"
He reached around to grab her tits and squeezed and mauled them,
as he began banging her, punching into her from behind, pinching her
nipples at the same time.
He laughed as she started to cry. Ginger was whimpering like a
baby. He laughed and started fucking harder, grunting as he pounded her.
He rubbed his finger against her clit roughly.
"Please stop," she begged. He continued humping her hard and
reached up and grabbed her hair.
She grunted as he pulled it back like reigns while he rode her,
digging deep inside of her.
"Oh God, no, stop, Please!!"
He yanked Ginger's hair hard.
"You're hurting me," she said. He thrust extra deep, "Please
no..."
Ginger felt a warm wetness spurting into her belly.
"Oh no," she sniffled.
The rapist held her there as he pumped his seed into her. She
was crying again, loud sobs, like a child. He put his hands on her
thighs again, holding her there, until every last drop was inside her.
She remained motionless.
He began to get limp and pulled out, then turned her back around
to face him.
"Please no more." she pleaded, fear and loathing in her eyes.
"I just fucked you like a dog," he said, "You're pretty good."
He paused to think. She remained silent as he looked her up and down.
"I think that I am going to take you home with me."
"No!!" she screamed.
"Shhh..." he said, "You don't want to get hurt, honey."
TO BE CONTINUED
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Females we can cyber and come up with more ideas like this one.