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Lovely Rita
by Ashtree (tree_ash@hotmail.com)

***

Jenny, the lesbian rapist, gets a parking ticket. (FF, 
nc, rp, bd)

***

Hi, it’s Jenny here again with another tale from my 
life as a lesbian rapist. This one is one of my 
favourites because I was able to work out a load of 
other frustrations while satisfying my sexual desires.

I mean who wouldn’t want to take out their frustrations 
on the traffic warden who’d given them a ticket.

It all started about 2 weeks before I finally got my 
revenge on the little bitch. It was a lovely sunny day 
and I’d dawdled round town enjoying the sunshine as 
well as the sight of all the girls in their summer 
clothes, my mind was racing with ideas and scenarios, 
none of which had the slightest chance of coming true. 
It was because of all this that I forgot about my car. 

I’m not one of these people who claim they were only 
parked for a couple of minutes etc, I’d been there 
nearly an hour and as I approached my car I saw a 
traffic warden slipping a ticket under the wiper. She 
carried on walking towards me down the line of cars, 
totally oblivious to both me and the fact that she’d 
just ticketed me.

As we approached each other her total absorption in her 
job meant I was able to get a good look at her. She was 
in her 30’s; slim, dark hair and a fairly pretty face. 
The hot weather meant she was only wearing he skirt and 
white blouse, which was see through just enough to 
reveal the outline of her bra, I also noticed she had 
no rings on, that’s the sort of thing you notice being 
a lesbian. 

All in all, she was my type of victim, definitely no 
match for me physically, and sexually a turn on. Still, 
no chance of doing anything about it I thought, just 
another daydream on a day that seemed to be filled with 
them.

Now I’m not one of these people who complains about 
getting parking tickets, I’d been parked there for over 
an hour, it was a fair cop, and I don’t just ignore 
them either, so I moved the car to a proper car park, 
did some more shopping then drove to the court-house to 
pay the ticket. 

The court-house was attached to the police station for 
obvious reasons, and while I was leaving the court car 
park I noticed a car come out of the Police station car 
–park and it was driven by my traffic warden, clearly 
heading home at the end of a long, hot day. Heading 
home I suddenly thought and almost without thinking 
pulled out behind her. 

It was easy to tail her without being noticed, which 
was just as well as my mind was racing ahead of me, 
planning and scheming as I went. I had enough sense to 
know I couldn’t do anything that day, I had no idea of 
her home life, who else would be there etc, but I could 
at least find out where she lived and the see what 
could be done.

She only lived about 10 minutes drive from the Police 
station, and as she pulled into her driveway I 
continued down the road, that was all I was going to do 
for that day, but now I knew where she lived and that 
was a start.

Over the next few days I staked out her place in the 
evenings and it didn’t take long to work out her 
pattern, she got home about 6ish and that was about it, 
there was no sign of any partner and she didn’t have 
any visitors that I saw.  She only went out a couple of 
times in the week or so I was there, always alone and 
she came back alone about an hour later, then around 
10ish she’d go to bed. She was almost too perfect to be 
true.

The more I watched her the more obsessed I became with 
her and my lust began to grow uncontrollably, I knew I 
had to rape her and rape her soon. Finally I could 
stand the waiting no more, it was nearly 2 weeks since 
I’d first seen her and I was so horny now I just had to 
get things going.

The day I chose I left work early, hurried home, 
showered and got my stuff together. It was almost 
second nature now, some handcuffs, gags, knife, strap-
ons, lubricant (let’s face it, it wouldn’t be 
voluntary) and a couple of vibrators. Then I dashed 
over to her place to await her arrival.

She wasn’t late and for a brief moment I toyed with the 
idea of attacking her as she opened her door, but 
decided against it. Let her settle in I thought, get 
relaxed. After all we had all night. So I sat and 
waited for about 45 minutes, which was no mean feat 
considering the state of my pussy. Then I got out of 
the car and walked up to her door and rang the bell.

For a couple of minutes there was no reply and I began 
to wonder if she’d slipped out without me seeing her. 
Then I heard the reassuring sound of someone 
approaching down the hallway. As she opened the door I 
could see that waiting had been an inspired piece of 
luck. The delay was because she’d been in the bath and 
was now wearing only a bathrobe, from which I could see 
more than a hint of her lovely legs.

"I’m sorry to bother you" I began to lie "but I popped 
a cosmetics catalogue through your letter box last week 
and had just come to collect it."

The fact she’d been dragged out of the bath for this 
didn’t seem to bother as much as the fact she couldn’t 
remember seeing a catalogue "I’m sorry, I don’t have 
it." She replied with a puzzled look.

"Oh, you couldn’t just have one last look round, could 
you? They are quite expensive to produce." I smiled as 
sweetly as I could at this, and as she turned to look 
at the hallway table I seized my chance and pushed 
through the door, producing my knife from my pocket as 
I did so.

"What do you thi..." was all she was able to get out by 
way of protest before I grabbed a handful of her hair, 
yanked her hair back and pushed the cold blade against 
her throat.

"Do exactly as I say and you won’t get hurt." I 
whispered in her ear as I kicked the front door shut 
behind me. "Get down on your knees, and out your arms 
at your side."

She did as I told her and I felt the familiar tingle in 
my pussy as yet another woman became one of my victims. 
As she knelt I kept the knife at her throat while I 
worked the bathrobe off her shoulders and then let it 
fall, I pulled her arms out of the sleeves, then I 
reached into my bag for the handcuffs and clipped her 
wrists together in my favourite position – behind her 
back. Now immobilized she’d be easier to handle so I 
was able to drop the knife, but only so I could get the 
gag from the bag quicker. Rapidly I fitted it in her 
mouth, hey presto she was now my plaything.

I hauled her to her feet by her hair and her bathrobe 
slipped off her onto the floor, she had a gorgeous body 
and I had all night to play with it, I put a hand on 
her bum and pinched it, the jump it produced gave me an 
idea of how to get revenge for the ticket she’d given 
me. I pulled her hair back hard and told her what her 
fate was.

"You’re mine now, I’m going to do whatever I like to 
you. If you make it easy and don’t resist or try 
anything silly you’ll be all right. Try anything and 
I’ll kill you. Nod if you understand."

I let go of her hair enough for her to nod her 
agreement. Right, I thought, on we go. Any plans I have 
at this point always seem to go out of the window as I 
get overtaken by sheer animal lust and this time was no 
exception. I saw the lounge through an open door and 
pushed my captive in, I made her stand in the center of 
the room near the sofa while I hurriedly undressed, the 
fear and shock in her eyes almost made me come on the 
spot. When I was undressed I spoke to her.

"OK, lets get the party started, I love to hurt girls, 
especially girls who are tied up and can’t stop me, and 
especially girl who’ve been bad, like yourself, so get 
over my lap and I’ll punish you." I sat down as I was 
saying this and pulled her over my lap by her hair, 
causing the usual amount of bleating from behind her 
gag. 

She had a lovely bum and for a few minutes I just 
stroked her cheeks and thighs, then I let my hand slip 
between her legs and I forced a finger into her pussy, 
she wriggled in a stupid attempt to avoid me and this 
accentuated the delicious feeling of her naked flesh on 
mine.

"Bad girl" I murmured and began to spank her behind, 
softly at first, then as my lust grew, harder and 
harder until the slaps were almost drowned out by her 
muffled shrieks.

There was no rhythm in my assault, just the glorious 
feeling of inflicting pain n a helpless girls beautiful 
bum, when I finally stopped it was only so I could 
force my hand between her legs and into her pussy, as I 
pushed two of my fingers between her lips I also pushed 
my thumb into her bottom hole, you can imagine her 
reaction – and mine. I came.

Pulling her up onto her feet I also stood but only so I 
could force her face down onto the sofa, I positioned 
myself with my thighs clamped round her neck so I could 
lick, kiss and bite her lovely legs and bum. All that 
walking around must have done wonders for keeping them 
in trim, as there wasn’t an ounce of fat on them. Her 
cheeks were still red from my spanking as I pressed my 
face against them, then licked and nibbled the soft 
fold of flesh where they met her thighs and then I 
pushed my face between them and flicked my tongue at 
her pussy. Heaven.

Almost reluctantly I hauled myself of her but only to 
turn her onto her back so I could concentrate on her 
breast. Within seconds I was biting hard on their soft 
flesh and nipping her nipples between my teeth. As she 
bucked and squirmed under the pain I slipped two 
fingers inside her again and frigged her violently. As 
my pussy oozed once more I clambered up her body and 
pressed it against the gag in her mouth. Coating it in 
its stickiness.

"Don’t worry, honey," I cooed, "I’ll take your gag off 
soon, and I’ll need your tongue for something soon."

An idea occurred to me. Hurriedly I left the room to 
retrieve my bag from the hall, re-entering I produced a 
strap-on from it and very slowly began to put it on, 
then as her eyes pleaded for a mercy I had no intention 
of showing I picked up my knife and walked over to her. 
I let it play across her throat.

"Ok, this is what we’re going to do. I’m going to ungag 
you; you aren’t going to scream as I’ve got this knife. 
Then you’ll suck this cock and I’ll lick you pussy. 
Remember the sooner you come the sooner I’ll let you 
go, nod if you understand."

What option did she have? She nodded and I unclasped 
the gag still slimy from my juices.

"What’s your name honey?" I asked as she gasped for 
breath.

"Lesley" she eventually volunteered.

I laughed, "Lesley the lezzy, that has a nice ring to 
it."

"I’m not a lezzy." She practically shouted at me, so I 
grasped her round the throat in a chokehold, I squeezed 
hard and she began to choke.

"Maybe not, but you’re about to get licked out by one, 
and if you don’t come for me you might even get fucked 
up the arse by one, understand?"

The purple shade of her face showed me she did, so I 
released my hold and, as she gasped for breath, I 
clambered onto the sofa with my thighs astride her 
face. I lowered my strap-on cock into her mouth.

"Take it all in, there’s a good Lezzy. Now remember to 
come for me."

As the gurgling noises showed the efforts she was 
making to take the rubber phallus all in I leant down 
her body, pushed her thighs apart and buried my face 
between her lips. My tongue searched out her clit and I 
nipped it between my lips causing a ripple through her 
body, but she was doing as she was told and getting 
turned on. I raised my head and bit the inside of her 
thigh.

"Come on bitch, come for me."

Then I re-buried my face and continued licking, she 
came like a good slut. Excellent, I thought, she’ll 
have lubricated my phallus nicely as well, so I pulled 
out of her and re-positioned myself for a conventional 
fuck, I pushed my strap-on phallus in to her moist 
pussy and covered her mouth with my hand to stifle her 
shrieks. 

I rammed it home several times as she twisted and 
contorted beneath me, God, what a turn on and on my 
sixth or seventh stroke I came and slumped down onto 
her shoulder, which I couldn’t resist biting, causing 
another muffled moan.

"God, that was intense, wasn’t it Lezzy? You’re a 
natural. I’m half inclined to kidnap you and have you 
as my personal lezzy whore, would you like that?" I 
teased, having absolutely no intention of doing this. 
She shook her head, eyes wide with fear. That produced 
another warm tingle between my legs.

"No. I’ll tell you what I’ll do instead. Because you’re 
such a natural, and enjoy it so much I’ll fuck you in 
every room on your house, How’s that?"

"No, please let me go, I did as you said."

"Shut it, Lezzy, I don’t want to hear you." With that I 
grabbed the gag and re-positioned it in her mouth, I 
didn’t want a debate about this.

Then I got off her and pulled her to her feet and 
pushed her out of the lounge in search of the next 
playroom. It didn’t take long to find, just down the 
hallway was her bathroom and the bathwater was still 
warm.

"Get in and lie down." I ordered and as she did so and 
lay very nervously and immobile in the bath I got a 
pair of cuffs and, lifting her ankles out from the 
water, bound them together. Her face briefly went under 
while I did this and I used this panic to reinforce my 
dominance.

"See what I can do to you if I want, Lezzy?" Then I 
rolled her onto her side for a minute and stepped into 
the bath with her, it took a few minutes of maneuvering 
but I finally had her lying on her back on top of me, I 
guided the strap-on inside her pussy and just lay back 
and enjoyed the sensation of fucking her while the 
water lapped around us.

Her weight on me meant I couldn’t thrust into her too 
much but I could pull her hips down onto mine, and I 
could pinch and tease her nipples, and scratch and maul 
her breasts which produced lovely little shudders in 
her which transmitted themselves to me through the 
strap-on on which she was impaled.

In the end though I had to admit to myself that I 
couldn’t really enjoy this position because it didn’t 
allow me enough movement, so I roughly rolled her onto 
her side again and climbed out.

"Don’t attempt to move while I’m gone, you might drown 
yourself."  With this piece of advice ringing in her 
ears I went off in search of a more suitable location. 
I found the kitchen just down the hallway, it was small 
but there was a pine table that would be ideal for what 
I had in mind. I cleared the few plates and bits and 
bobs and then went back to the bathroom. 

I got another pair of cuffs from my bag and lifted her 
ankles out of the water again. I undid her ankle cuffs 
and the slipped the new pair on the bare ankle. I 
pulled her upright and out by her hair and pushed her 
quickly in the direction of the kitchen, she almost 
slipped on the trail of water I’d left seconds earlier 
but I steadied her.

In the kitchen I positioned her at the short side of 
the table and knelt behind her, I grabbed one of her 
legs and pulled it outwards so I could cuff it to the 
table leg, then I did the same to her other one. 

Next I uncuffed her wrists and pushed her face down on 
the table top, I moved round to where her head was 
lying and pulled her arms up over her head and attached 
each wrist to a table leg.  So now, there she was 
stretched out over the table slightly on tiptoes, and 
completely vulnerable.

I pulled her head up by her hair.

"OK, Lezzy, I’m going to fuck you in here now, but 
first I’m going to give you another spanking."

Her eyes were filled with tears and I guessed the 
noises coming from behind her gag were a protest, but I 
didn’t care. I move round behind her and sank to my 
knees. Her legs and bottom looked so inviting I began 
to kiss and lick them, pressing my face against her 
buttocks, I pushed my tongue into her pussy, then 
licked up and ran my tongue over her bottom-hole. Then 
just to show what a bitch I was I bit her buttocks 
hard. Although she tried to twist away from my teeth I 
realized she was almost totally immobile, this made my 
pussy tingle under my strap-on like never before. Never 
had I had any of my victims in quite such a helpless 
state.

I delved into my bag to get y tube of lubricant and 
squeezed a liberal amount onto my fingers, then I 
greased the crown and shaft of my phallus, next I began 
to grease her little bottom hole, spreading the lube 
round and then inside, as I pushed my thumb in her 
spread buttocks clenched in protest, I just laughed.

"Oh, Lezzy, when will you learn, you’re not going 
anywhere until I’ve fucked you good and proper all over 
this house, and now I’m going to fuck you up the arse. 
Have you ever had a big dick up there?"

A strange muffled scream from behind her gag told me 
that she probably hadn’t. Tough, I thought.

I stood up and placed the tip of my plastic cock 
against her anus, which seemed to wink at its approach. 
I stretched my hands up to her neck and then raked my 
nails all the way down her back, digging in as much as 
I could. When they reached her buttocks I spread her 
cheeks even wider and began to penetrate her. Of course 
she tried to resist but what could she really do? I 
pushed and pushed and slowly began to ease inside her. 

It never fails to arouse me, the sight of my strap-on 
vanishing into a girls behind, but there was something 
about the way this one was stretched out and accessible 
that made the pleasure greater. I pushed faster and the 
greased shaft slid deeper. I could gauge the pain I was 
inflicting by the strangulated sobs she was coming out 
with, but as ever these just spurred me on.

I slid one hand under her body to grab at her breasts 
and gave one of them a harsh pinch, then I was all the 
way in, my hips rubbed against her bum and I slipped 
two fingers inside her pussy and began to frig her 
violently. Her whole body was racked with sobs as I 
rammed myself against her then shuddered as an almighty 
orgasm swept over me, and I arched backwards in 
delight.

My whole body was trembling as I leant forward and ran 
my hands over her delicious body, I grabbed her hair 
and pulled her head up and back as far as it would go.

"Enjoy that did we, Lezzy?" I sneered in her ear her 
tears were still coursing down her cheeks and her 
breath was just a series of sobs. I’d always found that 
the anal violation was the act that broke my victims, 
before it they still had a bit of fire, afterwards they 
were totally compliant. 

I decided to gamble on this one. Moving rapidly I 
unclipped her ankles and the moved round and unclipped 
her wrists. I swiftly moved her so that she was lying 
on her back on the table with her knees up, She was 
still gagged in case her cries got too loud but apart 
from that she was free. I quickly greased my hand again 
and spread her thighs, her pussy lips were already 
swollen as I began to slide my greasy hand in, her 
feeble attempts at struggling were quickly overcome by 
my hand on her stomach, and then she just lay there as 
I began to slide the whole of my hand into her pussy.

"That’s it’ Lezzy, relax and let me fist you like the 
lezzy slut you are." I cooed as my hand slid in up to 
the wrist. I leant down and kissed her nipples as I 
flexed my fingers inside her causing her to writhe 
about and cry vainly into her gag. Then I withdrew my 
hand and wiped it all over her face.

"See how much you enjoy it Lezzy, I’d love to make you 
lick it off, but I think you’d cry for help and that 
would never do. I know let’s go upstairs and carry on 
up there."

I didn’t know how much more sexual energy I had left in 
me so I hurriedly pushed her along the hallway and up 
the stairs, her bedroom wasn’t hard to find and I 
followed her in. On a clothes-hangar on the wardrobe 
was her Traffic-Wardens uniform.

"My God, you’re a Traffic Warden." I cried out with 
mock astonishment. "Oh, God I love fucking a woman in 
uniform, put it on."

At first she just shook her head, and stared sullenly 
at the ground, but a few swift slaps across her face 
persuaded her to comply, and so reluctantly she took 
her uniform from it’s hangar and began to dress for me. 
She slid into her skirt, and then, with shaking hands 
buttoned up her thin blouse. She turned to face me, 
fearing the worst. She was right to.

The sight of her in her crisp uniform, breasts clearly 
outlined under her white blouse, the black of the skirt 
contrasting with her bare legs beneath, all set off by 
her gagged mouth did the usual stuff to my pussy. I 
walked behind her and cupped her breasts in my hands, I 
buried my face in her hair as I fumbled with a button, 
then gave up and just ripped the blouse open and mauled 
at her tits, I dropped my hands to her skirt and began 
to inch it up her legs, I managed to squeeze her thighs 
as I did so, and then her skirt was up around her 
waist. 

I pushed her suddenly onto the bed and fell with her, 
embracing her from behind as I did so. I pushed my 
fingers into her pussy as I sucked at her neck, then I 
rolled round so I was on top of her. I hooked my arms 
under her legs at the knees and forced them up towards 
her face. This was my favourite position as it allowed 
me access to anything while pinning down my victim.

I fucked her savagely, totally overtaken with lust. At 
the moment of my climax I leant down and bit hard on 
her breasts, leaving teeth marks in them in my fury.

I was spent now, I lay on top of her, listening to her 
muffled sobs, not caring about her at all, I’d come and 
come again and that was all I wanted. Time to go I 
thought. I ungagged her and left her curled up I a 
fetal position on the bed, as I made my way downstairs, 
dressed hurriedly, retrieved my scattered toys and 
fled.

Naturally she said nothing to anyone, but I did make 
sure I always parked legally in town for a while. See 
you all later.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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