Subject: THE VIOLATION OF STEPHANIE Prologue (MMMMMF, nc, viol, rape)
From: noone@aol.com (Rhinoceros)
Date: 20 Jul 1995 10:01:03 GMT
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories


Warning: The following story features non-consensual sex and the repeated
rape of a beautiful young woman. If this is not your cup of tea, stop
here. If it is, dig in. Don't say you weren't warned. Comments to a.s.s.d
_only_, please.
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THE VIOLATION OF STEPHANIE
Prologue

Stephanie Connors thought to herself, "Those jerks!", and angrily floored
the gas pedal of her Miata.

Speeding west on Interstate 10, she couldn't take her mind off the
patronizing way all her male co-workers treated her. She had spent years
trying to work her way up through the ranks at the investment firm, but it
seemed she'd never crack the "good ole boy" network, break through the
"glass ceiling" to upper management. By their leering expressions and
hushed comments, it was clear they all saw her as a piece of ass, nothing
more. In fact, just last week, she had overheard Dan Strickland, the young
VP of finance whom she had actually thought was a pretty nice guy, make a
crack about the upcoming office party to one of his buddies: "Yeah, we
oughta have Stephanie pop out of the cake and shake that sexy ass for us!"
Fleeing the raucous laughter, she had spent a full five minutes in the
ladies' room weeping.

It's true she was strikingly beautiful. She was 26, with perfectly
straight reddish-blonde hair that fell to the middle of her back. Enormous
blue eyes higlighted her face under fine, arched eyebrows, while high
cheekbones complimented her thin, straight nose. Her lips were thin as
well, but sensuously curved, and she always wore just the right amount of
lipstick to highten the effect of their color against that of her hair and
skin tone, which tanned very easily. 

Her body was also slim, with small but firm breasts that stood up and out,
capped by nipples like little pencil erasers, ringed by dark tan aureoles.
Her stomach was absolutely flat, her waist a mere 22 inches, and her ass
cheeks smooth and curved like a proverbial Georgia peach. Her long, silken
legs had aroused much commentary in the office, causing her face to burn
red with embarrassment while her taunters chuckled and gave her the
it's-all-in-good-fun routine. Yes, she was a classically beautiful,
desirable young woman, but she sure as hell didn't see why men shouldn't
appreciate her mind too. "Fat chance in this world," she thought. And
drove on through the desert.

She had needed this vacation. Her head already felt clearer than it had
that morning. By taking her vacation time now, she could get away from it
all, maybe contemplate a job change. Her pretty pink lips formed a smile
and she began to sing along to the song on the stereo, in her soft alto
voice. "Yes," she thought, "my life is going to change!"

She had no idea how much...and how soon.

-- 
Rhinoceros
1995