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It was not her day to open the store, thinks Janet as she turns the key in the lock and walks into large woman's boutique she owned. It was part of the local "downtown" re-vitalization, which meant it was corner building with small windows practically hidden from the street. In other words: cheap rent.
In spite of the poor location, Janet's business did well because she catered to BBW ladies like herself. With a pretty face and dark hair Janet stood 5'5" tall and wore a size 16. She worked hard at finding nice clothes for her customers and prided herself in her own appearance wearing a nice knee length skirt, nylons and blouse.
She was dressed like this even though it was not her day to do the morning inventory. That should be Michele's job, the twenty-year-old she had hired a year ago. A good kid, big and pretty (like herself she thought) and dependable. That is why she was here this morning because Michele had called and asked her to cover the first part of the morning (the inventory) promising she'd be there by nine.
Janet, ever the pushover, agreed. She liked Michele and SHE was the owner and a little extra work was expected.
What was not expected was the hand that clamped over her mouth and the knife to her throat. Her attacker pushed her into the store and turned her back toward the door.
"Lock the door, bitch."
With a trembling hand, Janet put the key in the lock and turned it. She was now locked in with the Big Girl Rapist…
The Big Girl Rapist had been tracking blond Michele for the last three weeks. Curvy with large breasts and a bubble ass (those asses always drove him crazy), he had found her on one of his exploring trips through Big Girl clothing stores. They were perfect hunting grounds for victims.
Since the shop she worked in was somewhat secluded, he decided to take her in there. Besides, there was bound to be some sexy clothing he could force her to wear for him.
He knew this was the day she came in earlier. This was the day she became his rape victim.
But the other fatty--the owner Janet-- showed up. Not that she was not bad looking, but he WANTED the blonde one. He started to back off to return next week, but the combination of anticipation and anger of his missing prey made him move forward and grab Janet.
The Big Girl Rapist dragged Janet to the rear of the store. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, knife still pressed against her throat.
"Where is the blonde fatty?" He growled in her ear.
"…I don't know, " said Janet her eyes wide with fear from the knife at her throat and the hardness she felt pressing against her bottom.
" I am the only one…OWWW!" Janet screamed in pain as the Big Girl Rapist yanked her hair.
"You are pissing me off, Fat Janet. " He smiled. "Surprised I know your name? I have been watching you and that blonde Michele. Now, WHERE IS SHE?"
"What are you going to do to her?" Janet was scared, but she was not going to give up Michele…yet.
The Big Girl Rapist pushed his hips forward so Janet could really feel his hardness. Janet cried out in fear.
"That should answer your question. Now, if you don't tell me where Michele is I am going to rape and kill you right now."
The Big Girl Rapist scraped his knife across Janet's neck. She closed her eyes.
"She'll be here in an hour." Tears leaked from her eyes.
The Big Girl Rapist kissed her neck. "Good Fat Janet. Now I am going to make you comfortable and, if you are a good girl, you can watch me rape your employee."
The Big Girl Rapist's idea of "comfortable" was binding Janet's hands behind your back with duct tape, a gag consisting of a pair of panties off one of her shelves secured with duct tape, and being pushed face down on the floor. Tears flowed freely as she prayed Michele would forgive her for betraying her.
Another part of her was glad that this rapist wanted Michele and not her. The idea of being raped was one of her greatest fears. It was the "trooper next to you getting the bullet" principal. That principle was now Janet's reality, as she lay helpless on the floor.
The Big Girl Rapist spent the next five minutes picking out a nice outfit for Michele to wear for him. Counting the ten it took to tie Fat Janet, he still had forty-five minutes to wait.
The Big Girl Rapist walked over to Fat Janet and looked down at her. He admired her nylon-covered legs and the bulge that was her ass under her skirt.
He kneeled at her feet and pulled off her heels. Janet thrashed at his touch. He slapped her hard across her ass.
"Stay still Fat Janet. I have time to kill and you are going to help me."
Janet screamed into her gag as she felt his hands rub her legs and move toward her crotch. She was about to get the bullet, before Michele did.
"God, I love big women," said the Big Girl Rapist as his hands lifted up her dress. He took a sharp intake of breath as he saw her bubble ass.
For Janet, it was her worst nightmare. She felt her legs pulled apart and her hose pulled down. She felt the weight of his body as he mounted her and spread her ass cheeks apart. She screamed, try to fight, but when she felt the stabbing pain as his cock entered her anus, she just lay there and wept.
The Big Girl Rapist sodomized Fat Janet with hard strokes taking out his pent up frustration out on her. Her ass was big, sexy and tight.
"Bet you never had it in the ass, Fat Janet," he said as he raped her. "So good…."
He thrust forward and came inside Fat Janet's ass. He lay on top of his newest rape victim enjoying the muffled sounds of her weeping. He looked at his watch. Fifteen more minutes until Michele arrived, time to get ready…
As the Big Girl Rapist was finishing with Janet, Michele was just leaving her home. Just enough time to make it, but not enough to change into the dress and hose Janet preferred her to wear at work. But she had nice slacks and a blouse that would placate her.
She hated the idea of being late, but they dropped that early test on her at school. Janet was so cool about that stuff.
And Janet made her feel good. She insisted that Michele dress nice. Look good despite her size. Be proud she wore a size 16.
She was smiling as she unlocked the door of the shop. She stopped smiling as she saw Janet in a chair, gagged, with a man standing behind her with a knife at her throat.
"Lock the door, Michele or Fat Janet dies," said the man with the knife.
Michele obeyed.
"Good Fatty. Now, move forward and stand in front of Fat Janet."
"Don't hurt her," said Michele as she slowly moves forward.
The Big Girl Rapist laughed. " I already hurt her. Worry about me slicing her open."
Michele could see Janet's eyes: full of fear and shame. What had that bastard done to her?
She got her answer right away.
"Strip naked, Michele," ordered the Big Girl Rapist.
Michele hesitated. The Big Girl Rapist put the point of the knife under Janet's chin.
"Do it or she dies. That should be simple even for a dumb blonde like you. NOW STRIP!"
Tears flowed down Michele's face as she began to take off her clothes.
"Everything off My Fatty Michele. Let me see the body I have wanted for a month." The Big Girl Rapist licked his lips as Michele took off her clothes.
When her bra came off, and she was totally naked, the Big Girl Rapist tossed Michele a package. It was tan pantyhose.
"Put those on. "
The Big Girl Rapist moaned with pleasure as he felt his cock grow watching Michele wiggle into the pantyhose. With her big hanging tits, belly, and bubble ass, Michele was his image of his dream girl, an image of the perfect rape victim.
One more item to make his Dream Girl complete. He tossed her a short red nightie. With out orders, Michele put it on.
"Let us go, please, Mister. Don't hurt us," begged Michele as she finished putting on the nightie.
The Big Girl Rapist stepped from behind Janet, grabbed the back of Michel's head, and forced her to kiss him. His hands moved over her body, touching, grabbing, and squeezing her body. He pulled her close from behind and ground his crotch against her sexy bubble ass.
"You are mine now, Michele. All mine."
He kneeled in front of Michele and buried his face into her crotch. He put his hands on her ass and pulled her to his lips to her clit. He sucked her clit through the pantyhose.
Michele cried, begged and moaned. Moaned with pleasure. Shame filled her and she looked over at Janet. Janet her friend. Looked to Janet for some kind of solace through this living nightmare.
All Michele saw were eyes filled with hate. Hate of her…
Janet watch with malicious pleasure as the bastard began his rape of Michele. The burning in her ass blunted any sympathy for what Michele was going through. The blood she felt seeping out of her anus and into her panties made her hate Michele. It was her fault she had been raped. Her fault her worst nightmare had come true.
So when Michele came for their rapist Janet was pleased to hear the cry of shame from her. Happy as their rapist pulled her to the floor ripped open her hose and raped her. Michele let out a scream of agony as their rapist rammed into her.
The Big Girl Rapist pounding Michele's pussy hard and fast. It was tight and all that he had hoped for. But it was time for one more thing…
If Janet was happy when their rapist rammed his hard cock into Michele's pussy, she was ESTATIC when he rolled her on her face, pulled down her hose, and slowly pushed his cock into anus. Yes, she thought as Michele howled in pain, feel what that bastard did to me.
Michele's ass was tight and The Big Girl Rapist took his time entering her. He clamped his hand over her mouth and stroked in and out of her ass until her sprayed into her. He enjoyed the moan of pain and humiliation as Michele felt his cum fill her ass.
The Big Girl Rapist pulled off Michele's nightie and 'hose, gathered up the rest of Michele's clothes and put them into a shopping bag. He tied her hands behind her back and gagged her like he did Fat Janet.
The Big Girl Rapist went to Fat Janet and removed her gag. Fat Janet took in a welcome fresh breath of air.
"Did you enjoy the show, Fat Janet?" His hands gripped Janet's breasts.
Janet did not answer. The Big Girl Rapist slapped her.
"ANSWER ME, FAT JANET."
"YES I DID. I AM GLAD YOU HURT HER. IT IS HER FAULT YOU RAPED ME…" Janet screamed. She began to sob.
"I thought so." With that, The Big Girl Rapist pushes Janet to the floor, rips open her dress and pantyhose and rapes her.
Janet screams, but The Big Girl Rapist clamps a hand over her mouth as he enters her.
"Enjoy, this Fat Janet," he whispers as he strokes in and out of her pussy.
Janet goes limp. Whatever sense of mind she had ended when he entered her. She was an empty shell and barely felt the his spray of cum into her abused pussy…
The Big Girl Rapist left his two victims on the floor of the shop. One is sobbing while the other is catatonic. He locks the door with Michele's keys and tosses them down the next sewer drain he sees as he walks away.
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You've got to understand what kind of girl Angie was. She had grown up in
the rural South. She had always been beautiful and was used to being center
of attention growing up. Everyone thought she was lovely and cunning enough
to marry a wealthy man. That was thought of as high praise in her circles.
College did little enlighten her. She learned not to say racist and sexist
things, but the rural patrician lens through which she saw the world had not
changed. She flirted at every opportunity to get free drinks and the like
and could instantly switch back to the self-righteous Christian act.
I met her at the hospital where I was doing research for the university and
a pharmaceutical company. I had moved to the South to take a research job
when I finished medical school at University of California. We were
evaluating the safety of a new family of drugs that could slow down
arteriosclerosis and possibly even reverse it. Unfortunately for me, Angie
had just finished college and had taken a job a the same hospital for the
sole reason of meeting the physicians. I had not known any Southern belles
before, so I suppose I was easy target for her.
After dating for only short time, she began to pressure me to get a more
glamorous and high-paying job. I tried to tell her that if this drug were
ever approved, my job would suddenly be a lot more lucrative and possibly
even glamorous.
One day I overheard her bragging to one of her slutty girlfriends on the
phone about how she had turned on some professor by rubbing up against him
in the pool right in front of his wife. In the same conversation she laughed
about how badly she teased another guy who took her out on a date. After
teasing him the whole time, she went back to his apartment and made out with
him. Eventually she was touching his penis. She asked him if he wanted her,
and then told him he could never have her... all while she was still feeling
him.
I didn't mind her dating other guys, but I hated the way she teased them
just for the fun of it. Unlike the other times, she wasn't getting a grade,
a first-class seat, or even extra butter on her popcorn. She was just mean.
There had to be some way of showing her how badly she treated people. One
day a friend of a friend, Bruce, who I hadn't talked to since middle school
gave me an idea. Bruce worked for a bail bondsman chasing down fugitives. I
would have lost touch with him if it weren’t for the common friend who still
talked to him. This guy was basically a thug and would have probably had a
criminal record by now if it weren't for his connections with law
enforcement. When Bruce brought up the topic of "chicks" who had done us
wrong, I told him about Angie's antics. "I could teach that chick a lesson
she'd never forget," he offered. Then he explained that it wouldn't be a
free lesson. He said he'd raped a girl before for money. He must have read
the disgust on my face; he assured me that he'd never do it to a nice girl.
He offered to give me a quote if I gave him the details. Before I had even
thought about what I was doing, I was telling him where she worked and
offering suggestions about where she could be taken. I said I just wanted
her raped by a stranger.
He said he would do the job for $5,000. That number sounded expensive until
he told me all of the work he was going to have to do... studying the
victim's habits, studying the environment where she would be raped, paying
his partner, and filming it. When he mentioned filming it, suddenly it
sounded like a bargain. I set aside modest chunks of cash out from a few
paychecks to get the cash without leaving any evidence of a single
withdrawal that could potentially be linked to the crime.
I was out of town at a convention the night they did it. I couldn’t sleep
thinking about Angie finally learning her lesson. I was nervous about
getting caught but exited about thinking about the horror and humiliation
that was to be visited on my slutty ex-girlfriend that night.
When I got back into town, Bruce showed me the film and photos of his work.
The first part showed Angie leaving her apartment to go to work, unaware of
what was going to happen to her. They took the pictures from their van. You
could see her fixing her hair, getting ready for another night at her job:
teasing the docs. Then Bruce and his buddy Francesco who goes by Chico moved
the van and went into a building where Angie took a shortcut through on the
way to work. They listened to her approaching down the empty hallway. When
she got close enough Chico jumped out and grabbed her, covering her mouth to
silence her screams. The shuffled her into a freight elevator, closed the
door, and set the elevator to go one floor down the basement which they had
verified was empty.
"You're Angie, right" Bruce asked as the elevator took them to basement..
"Ahh, yes sir" Angie replied.
"We hear you've been teasing guys and basically being slut. We're here to
give you a message from them about what it feels like when you act like a
slut."
Angie backed into the corner of the elevator. The camera was bouncing around
quite a bit on a strap around Chico's neck. Despite the poor photography,
you could see Angie’s eyes desperately searching for an escape.
"You ever been raped before?" Bruce asked. "Wha?" Angie replied in a
partially voiced whisper. Bruce seemed to take that as a "no", "Well there's
always a first time. Get that hospital outfit off."
Angie just stood frozen, hardly even breathing. Chico held her arms while
Bruce took off her hospital top. Her stethoscope fell to the floor. Her
kicking and squirming did nothing to stop Bruce from sliding down her pants.
She was wearing sexy panties.
"Why you wearin’ those?" Bruce asked with a smile, "Probably show ’em to
some doctor or something. Ha, I didn’t even have to go to college."
As he reached to unsnap Angie’s bra, which by the way fastened in the front,
the camera caught the tears swelling up in her eyes. You barely hear her
whisper "Please don’t." before he unfastened her bra. "I bet you drive the
guys crazy with these tits," he said as he felt and gently squeezed them. I
had seen her breasts many times before, but they somehow looked different in
Bruce's hands. I had never seen her crying before either. This was the first
time I had seen her without her belle-of-the-ball act.
Then Bruce ripped her flimsy Victoria Secret panties off and pushed his
finger into her pussy. "Too bad for you you're not havin' your period.
That'd been the only thing that would of kept me from taking your pussy." He
looked up and down her body and laughed, "What are you gonna give the next
guy you brush by in the pool?"
He slapped her across the face and kicked her legs. Chico caught her fall.
You could hear Bruce pushing her down on the elevator floor, but you
couldn’t see anything. The camera was passed to Chico. From then on, I was
treated to good pictures of Angie lying naked on the dirty freight elevator
floor, her hair all sprawled out, her clothes and stethoscope in a heap next
to her. Bruce was on top of her with her legs pushed back to her sides while
Chico held her down. Angie's sobs turned into a brand of scream that I had
never heard from her as he penetrated her. After a few seconds she tightened
her lips and let out no sound while she was being raped. Bruce slapped her a
few times trying to get some noise out of her. He grabbed a gun out of his
jacket. His holster and bounty-hunting license and badge fell on the
elevator floor. "Alright fucktoy, now you're gonna sing 'Mary Had a Little
Lamb' while I bang you." Angie complied and the song came out as mostly
crying, which I think is what Bruce was going for.
I was really enjoying listening to her crying when Bruce suddenly got up. "I
think I'd rather jack off than fuck this stuck up pin cushion. Let's cuff
her hands." Chico held her cuffed hands while Bruce forced her onto her
knees. Bruce had a large pair of pliers which he put around Angie's tit. As
he began to squeeze down, Angie cried out, "No, NooooAAAIIIII". Chico got
good pictures of the metal biting into her soft breast. This was
disconcerting. I had hoped they wouldn't ruin her breasts. Fortunately,
Bruce stopped short of doing permanent damage.
Bruce took off his condom and put it in his bag. "Alright slut-toy. Suck me
off, and if I don't like one thing about what you’re doing, I'll crush your
tit in my pliers, and you'll never tease another boy in your life." With a
portion of her breast between Bruce's pliers, Angie had no choice but to
begin licking and sucking his penis. It seemed like no time before he was
cumming. He pulled his dick out and spilled his cum all over her face. She
tried to recoil, but Chico was holding her body and Bruce held her hair. She
tightened her lips as his cum squirted all over on her face. When his orgasm
stopped she spit out the cum that had gone in her mouth, and it rolled down
her chin. He showed me a nice 35mm picture he took of this. It showed the
cum mixing with the tears on Angie's face and the cum that she spit out
rolling down her chin.
The video showed them forcing her to lie on her belly with her hands still
cuffed behind her back. Chico pushed her cum-soaked face hard against the
dirty floor and began masterbating by her head. He buried his dick in her
hair. You could hear Angie moan in disgust as she felt him squirting his
load into her hair.
"How you like that, gringa bitch?" Chico yelled. Bruce took another 35mm
shot of this sight. You could see the clumps of Chico’s cum in her hair.
Bruce collected his things and got ready to go. "I guess we’re done with
her. We can shoot her." Bruce said.
"Oh no, please..." Angie said through her sobs.
"I don't want to kill you, Angie, if you've learned something. Prove to me
you have." Bruce said as he handed her her ripped panties and a permanent
marker. "Now write a message to the guys you tease. Write 'T-h-a-n-x for
having me raped. Love, Angie'." Angie must have been scared out of her mind
because she took the marker and wrote his thank-you note on her panties. The
message took up most of the seat of her pathetically skimpy panties. Bruce
snapped a few 35mm shots of her writing it.
Bruce made her hold it up on display for one more 35 mm shot. You could see
a thin layer of dirt and cum on one side of face, drying cum on the other,
and her little hands holding up her panties. Unfortunately, the cum in her
hair was not visible in this shot.
"Alright Angie, we're leaving now, but if you leave this elevator before
we’re gone, we'll shoot you. Wait till we're gone." With that they opened
the elevator door and ran back to the van. They drove around the building
looking for her. She emerged on the same side she had entered about ten
minutes later. It looked like she was scampering home. The windows were
tinted so they were able to get one drive-by look at her. She had put her
pants and shirt back on, probably after using one of them to wipe the cum
from her face and hair. It looked like she was hiding her tears and doing
everything she could to not look like a girl who just got raped. Bruce
laughed that she helped them out in that regard. No one could tell she
wasn't wearing panties or that she had her rapists' cum on her.
Bruce offered to sell me the panties and 35mm stills for $5,000 extra.
Amazing. This was just like buying a car. Even though I really wanted the
rape trophies, I turned him down because I was afraid of getting caught. I
knew how to encrypt the digital video and put it on a disk so that it would
be very hard to find in a search, if it ever came to that. I did not know,
however, how to hide physical items linking me to the crime. After a few
weeks, I checked the records at the courthouse. The slut had reported the
crime as a simple robbery! I heard she told her boss the same story. At that
point I called Bruce and bought the rape-trophies for $5,000. I like to
fancy that in the same way a girl's body gives off pheromones when she’s
aroused, her pussy gives off specific chemicals when she realizes she's
about to be forced to have sex. I really thought the panties still had the
smell of her fear.
I ran into her a couple weeks later at the hospital. Having seen her
humiliated did little to make me feel impervious to her flirtations. As
always, I thought to myself that I had to resist her flirtations and just
stay away from her. I even felt a little bad for what I had had done to her.
To my surprise, she was much more reserved and shy. She looked down a lot
more instead of flirtatiously looking me in the eye. She was treating me
like a person, rather than a possibility of "scoring a doctor". At first I
was scared she might be on to me. Then I saw her demeanor had changed around
other people as well. She seemed to be relating to people as a human being
rather than casting herself in the role of a cunning sex object. Evidently
she had learned a powerful lesson on the floor of the elevator that night.
Although it was certainly immoral, that rape was the best thing I could have
given her. It gave her humility and a new respect for men. I wondered if her
newfound demure personality would have the side-effect of making her less
fun on dates. Maybe one day I’ll find out.
