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I Was a Serial Rapist - 3
by JSR (storytellerxxx5@gmail.com)

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A reporter interviews a convicted serial rapist. (mf-
teens, nc, rp, 1st, oral, anal, mc)

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PART THREE

This is Janet Kux with the third part of the story of 
Luke Trail, Luke is continuing the story of how he raped 
Jenifer.

I left and drove my car to Cloverdale, and made sure 
that it was seen. I stayed until 7am making sure that 
the police saw me. Then I returned to the house'

I fucked her twice that morning, then rolled over and 
went to sleep. When I awoke, Jenifer was up and had put 
on the coffee and had breakfast cooking. I guessed that 
she had decided to go with the flow, seeing as she had 
no choice.

Since the windows were painted on the outside, she could 
not see anything outside, and I had implanted the idea 
that the door would not open for her for any reason, 
that it took my hand to open it.

I went to the kitchen/living room and said, "Good 
morning, Jenifer, I hope you slept well, I know I did 
after that lovely time in your pussy last night." 

She replied with a frown, "You told me it wouldn't hurt. 
But it did!" 

"I told you that if you cooperated it wouldn't hurt. But 
you made me rape you and that can hurt. Every time we 
fuck, you'll have the choice of rape or the easy way. 
Once you have made the choice you can't change your mind 
until the next fuck. Now, is the coffee ready yet, I 
could use some."

I sat in a chair at the table, and turned it sideways to 
the table, when Jenifer brought the coffee over (2 cups) 
I told her to sit the cups on the table and to sit on my 
lap facing me. I also said, "Impale yourself on my cock 
as you set down, we will sit here like that and drink 
our coffee." 

She gave me a strange look, and then did as I had said, 
It felt nice to have her pussy on my cock and as she 
drank her coffee she slowly started moving her hips up 
and down on me. Before I had finished my coffee, I had 
cum inside of her. She looked at me and asked, "Is that 
what you wanted?" 

I said, "Set your cup down." When she had, I pulled her 
to me and kissed her and held her tight. She just sat 
there with my cock up inside of her, but made no move to 
kiss me back. I pushed her back a little and then took 
one of her nipples in my mouth and started sucking on 
it. She seemed to relax a little, I guess because she 
liked having her tit played with, according to the boy 
friend.

Once my cock had come out of her, she got up and put 
breakfast on the table, (bacon and eggs and toast). 
After we ate, she did the dishes and then asked, "What 
are we going to do now?" 

I replied, "I am going to fuck you again, then I have 
some errands to run. This time is it to be another rape? 
Or do you want me to make love to you?" 

"How about no to either choice," she asked with a smerk. 

"That is not an option," I said, "and I could say that 
you want rape with an answer like that, but I will give 
you another chance to answer."

She said, "If I say make love to me, does that mean that 
I must also kiss and play with you?" 

"Making love is a two person thing, so yes you will have 
to willingly participate, if that is your choice." 

"I don't think I can do that," she said. 

She had not even finished the sentence, when I grabbed 
her arm and forced her to the floor. I spread her legs 
and again shoved my cock into her full depth in one 
stroke. Then I grabbed a nipple in each hand and began 
squeezing them very hard, while I was pile driving my 
cock in and out of her pussy. 

She was crying, and saying that it was hurting her, but 
I paid no attention to it. I came twice in her and both 
times I was at the entrance to her womb. Once I had cum 
in her, I took a nipple in my mouth and started lightly 
chewing on it. I could see her getting a smile on her 
face again, so I stopped and picked her legs up and put 
them on my shoulders. 

Then I stood up with my cock still in her and her head 
was on the floor. I pulled her up and down on my cock 
for a short time, until it came out of her. When I let 
her go, she tried to slap me, but I just used my hand to 
deflect it.

I then told her to take a shower and that I would be 
back in two or three hours. I went outside and took my 
clothing out of the back of the truck and put them on. I 
waited until it seemed like I had walked the mine field 
path, then got in the truck and drove down the road a 
short ways. I then walked back to where I could see if 
she tried to get out. 

I stood there for about half an hour and she had not 
tried, so I walked back to the truck and drove to an 
almost invisible cut off. There I left the truck and 
walked half a mile to where my car was parked. I then 
drove to town and went to see some friends. I did this 
just to have an alibi in some one was looking for me. 

I saw Jenifer's boyfriend and asked if he had seen her. 
He said, "No, I guess she is keeping her promise to her 
folks. By the way did you hear about what happened at 
the cemetery last night?" 

"No," I said, "What happened?" 

"No one's is quite sure, but they found a girl's 
clothing spread all over the cemetery. 

It appeared to be the clothing from just one girl. They 
found a skirt, panties, bra, blouse, and a pair of shoes 
and socks." 

"Sounds very strange to me, maybe someone is playing a 
joke, but on whom?" 

"Good question, but there appears to be no identifying 
marks on the clothing, so they can't even know if they 
belong to someone, or whether they came from a used 
clothing store."

I then told him, "I will be out of town for a couple of 
days, if anything turns up on that mystery, let me know 
when I get back." 

I left and drove to where I parked my car, walked the 
half mile to the truck, took off my clothing and drove 
back to the house. I parked the truck and got out and 
slammed the door shut. Then I took about 10 minutes 
before I went to the door. I opened the door and Jenifer 
was sitting asleep in a chair.

I walked over to her and stuck my cock into her mouth 
and pushed it back to her throat. That woke her up. She 
immediately started sucking and licking my cock. I kept 
her at it until I had a large discharge in her mouth and 
forced her to swallow it all. I then kept my cock in her 
mouth until I got tired of standing. Then I pulled out 
of her mouth and said, "Welcome back sleepy head, or 
should I say sucking head?"

She glared at me, and said, "You were gone a long time. 
I had begun to think that you were just going to leave 
me here." 

"That's not likely to happen," I said. "First, you would 
eventually starve to death, and I don't want that. 
Second, I like fucking you even if I do have to rape 
you, so nope you will not be left alone more than a few 
hours, and that is basically so I have time to recharge 
my batteries. You can plan on being fucked at least 
three times a day and as many as 6 to 10 times depending 
on how I feel." 

"And what about how I feel?" she asked. 

"Not relevant," I said. "Unless you're physically ill. 
Then we'll take care of that if it happens.

"By the way, the authorities found your clothing in the 
cemetery, this morning. However they have not been able 
to identify who they belong to. It is all over town, but 
due to your being "locked up" at home, no one even knows 
that you are missing, and probably will not until your 
parents get home." 

"Well, when I don't phone in an order to the market, 
someone will start looking for me." 

"What good will that do?" I responded, "No one saw you 
leave the house, no one saw you at the graveyard, and no 
one saw me pick you up. Do you really think that they 
will find you?

"Now I am getting horny, so what is it going to be, 
another rape? Or am I going to make love to you this 
time?" 

The only problem with this power I have, is that I 
cannot tell what someone is thinking, but I can tell 
them what I want them to do. I want to make love to 
Jenifer, but I want her to ask for it, if I have to 
force it, then I might as well rape her.

Jenifer sat for a long time thinking, before she 
answered. She said, "I think I would like to have you 
make love to me, and I promise that I will try to 
respond correctly."

I took her in my arms, and kissed her gently, all over 
her face, then her lips with my tongue reaching deep 
within her mouth, she slowly responded with her tongue. 
I held this kiss for a few minutes and I could feel her 
body responding. 

I broke the kiss and asked, "Now wasn't that nicer than 
me just shoving my cock into your pussy?" 

"It felt very good," she said, "I never thought of you 
as a lover. I must have let my preconceived notions 
about you take away my good sense. That kiss was the 
best I have had with anyone."

I then picked her up and carried her to the bed, where I 
laid her down. I got beside her and again kissed her 
face and then again another french-kiss. This time I was 
also playing with her nipples, while kissing her. Her 
body started responding to my kiss and touch, and she 
started breathing hard. I then started kissing my way 
down to her pussy, and when my tongue touched her clit, 
she jumped like she had had an electrical shock.

I opened her pussy lips with my fingers, and stuck my 
tongue inside of her and licked from her clit, to her 
hole, back and forth. Her legs closed on my head and was 
trying to push me further inside of her. I could hear 
her gasping for breath and cooing at the same time. 

It did not take very long before she was pleading for me 
to fuck her. I kept licking her and her body was 
demanding a cock inside of her. I waited until she had 
cum twice before I entered her with my cock. 

Once my cock thrust into her, she had another orgasm. 
Her canal was coated good with her juices, and I slipped 
into her very easily, and her pussy muscles were 
clamping and unclasping on my cock as I slide in and out 
of her. I kept a slow rhythm for a short while, and 
slowly speed up, until I was ramming into her with all 
my force. 

When I was ready to cum, I told her I would be cumming, 
and forced my cock as far into her as I could get it. I 
dumped two loads into her uterus this time. I then laid 
down on her and let my cock come out on it own.

I noticed that her eyes had rolled back up into her 
head, and she could not see anything, as she had passed 
out. A few minutes later, she came to, and when she 
could speak, she said, "That was like going to heaven, 
why did I ever force you to rape me? Never again, do 
this to me anytime you like."

From then on, she begged me to fuck her, and I did at 
least 3 times a day. I also took time to go to town and 
make an appearance so that no one would connect me with 
her disappearance. 

Two weeks had passed, and I went to town. I saw her (ex) 
boyfriend, and he asked me, "Have you heard about 
Jenifer?" I said, "No, what is she up to now?" "No one 
knows, when she did not answer the door for the delivery 
from the market, the police went to investigate, and 
they found that she was gone. Also, based on the labels 
in her closet, the clothing that was found in the 
cemetery, was probably hers." 

"So, no one knows where she is? Or what happened to 
her?" I asked.

"That's right and they are interviewing everyone who 
knows her, even you are on the list. But everyone knows 
that she hated you, so I don't think you have anything 
to worry about."

I said, "I guess I should go talk to the police then, so 
they can drop me as a suspect." "Good idea," he said. I 
left him and went to the police station. There, I talked 
to Detective Thorn. He asked me several questions, and I 
answered them, then he asked me, "There is a rumor going 
around that Jenifer and you did not get along, care to 
comment on that?" 

"She never liked me," I said, "but we were assigned to 
work on a project together. I was on my way to her 
house, when I had my accident. I was in a coma for 2 
years, and the next time I saw her, she accused me of 
having the accident so that she would have to do the 
project by herself. You can check, several people heard 
her say that, and I have only spoken to her since when 
things at school required it."

Detective Thorn, said, "I had to check your version, and 
it matches with what everyone else has told me, so it 
really puts you on the prime suspect list. However, you 
are on the bottom of a long list and you are free to 
go."

I left and went to the malt shop. I saw some of my 
friends and they all asked if I had heard about Jenifer. 
I said, "Yes, I just left from talking to Detective 
Thorn. He told me I am on the bottom of a big list of 
prime suspects. I guess that is why I saw someone 
following me when I left the police station." Several of 
the guys said, "Yes, I have a tail also."

While we were talking, Detective Thorn came in and said 
to me, "We just got a report from Cloverdale that you 
spent the night there, sleeping in your vehicle. They 
confirmed your license number, so you are no longer a 
suspect." 

I stood up and shook his hand and said, "Thanks for 
clearing that up so promptly." 

After he left, I said, "I'll bet that I still have a 
tail for a while."

When I left the malt shop, the tail was still there, so 
I went to the little league ball field, and watched a 
game. When I left there, the tail was gone. I still 
drove around for an hour before I headed back to the 
hide out. 

I was outside of town, when I noticed that my tail was 
back, so I took the back road to Cloverdale, and went to 
the local teen hang out. I stayed for an hour, and when 
I left the tail was gone again. This time I took a 
roundabout way to get to the hide out, and my tail was 
never seen again.

At the hide out, Jenifer asked why I was gone so long, 
so I told her, "They finally figured out yesterday that 
you are missing. The police interviewed me and released 
me. It took quite a while to lose the tail they put on 
me, but I am in the clear. No one believes I had 
anything to do with your disappearance."

I said, "Now after all that, what will it be, rape or 
love?" 

She answered, "I told you last time, that from now on it 
will be love." 

"Yes," I replied, "but I told you that I would ask you 
each time. Because that makes it consequential sex and 
not really a rape if you choose that." "Oh," she said, 
"Then make love to me, please, I seem to need it now 
like I need to breathe."

I said, "Good, it sounds like you are going to be a 
great slut, when I finish with you." Then I took her to 
bed. She responded exceptionally well this time, and was 
getting to be an excellent fuck. I was beginning to 
enjoy it almost too much.

I continued to show up in town, every day, at different 
times, but not much had changed. The investigation into 
Jenifer's disappearance had hit a dead end.

After a couple more weeks, one morning Jenifer said, "I 
am really bored, isn't there some way I can get someone 
to talk to while you are gone?" 

I looked at her with a funny expression on my face, and 
asked, "Just what did you have in mind?" 

She said, "Could you bring out one of my girl friends so 
I could have company while you are gone?"

I answered, "It would be possible, but you must be 
responsible for the results, if I do." 

"What do you mean?" she ask. 

"It would be this way," I responded, "First, the 
girlfriend must be a virgin. Second she would have to 
stay here until you are released. Third, she would be 
given the same choices that you have. And fourth, 
neither of you could leave until both of you are at 
least 3 months pregnant. 

"A fifth point could be made, by saying that YOU then 
would be responsible for her rape. It is your choice, I 
will bring out one of your girlfriends, if you really 
want me to, but remember, you are the one responsible 
for their rape, and baby."

This is Janet Kux again, we will break here, and return 
to this story in segment 4 of my report on Luke Trail.

To be continued...

Questions and suggestions are always welcome: 
storytellerxx5@gmail.com

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any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of 
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider 
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