A Lesbian Rape

A Lesbian Rape

Chapter One

I sat in the back of the seedy run down bar. I was scanning for my next victim. The bar was full of rough looking people, dock workers, construction crews, and few biker types. This was my kind of bar, but I was not looking for a rough type tonight. I was looking for someone craving some excitement, someone you would not expect to see in a place like this.

I sat there for a few hours, watching the strippers and sipping a few beers. I was watching the strippers on stage, when I noticed a blur out of the corner of my eye and I glanced in that direction. The first thing I saw was a mane of long blond hair; it was touching the top of her ass. My eyes were suddenly glued to that ass; it looked so tight and firm. My eyes slowly traveled down her long legs and wandered back up to that fine ass. Her legs seemed to go on forever.

She sat at the bar and ordered a drink and crossed her legs. A few people glanced in her direction and a few got close and started talking to her. She rebuffed them all. This chick was all class and just by her being here I knew she was the one. This chick belonged in The Ritz Carlton bar, not some seedy bar full of roughnecks. I had not seen her face as of yet, but that didn’t matter much since it was her ass I was most interested in.

She got up from the bar stool and headed to the bathroom. The bathroom was down a long dark hallway. There was only one bathroom in the joint working as the other one was closed for repairs. I got up and followed her, checking to make sure no one was behind me. She opened the bathroom door and asked if anyone was in here, no one answered so she went in and I followed her in. I took a peek under the stalls and no one was in there. So I waited for her to come out. I crossed my arms and stood against the wall.

When she came out of the stall she looked at me for a second, shot me a look with disdain. I looked at her more closely as she washed up. This chick had the bucks to be sure. Her nails were manicured, her skin flawless, and she wore an expensive diamond bracelet on her wrist, which in this neighborhood was asking for trouble. She finished washing her hands and had to reach past me to reach the paper towels. Just has her hand was raised I grabbed her wrist and held it firmly.

She glared at me, but not fighting. I pulled her close to me and kissed her hard on the mouth, forcing my tongue down her throat. She just sat there as if this was an everyday occurrence. My calloused hand reached under her skirt and grabbed her ass, and squeezed it hard in my huge hands. I felt her relax just for a spit second and then tighten up again. My tongue was gagging her now and finally I felt her fight to get away. I released my hold on her and slapped her hard on the ass and left the restroom.

I went out to my van and looked for her car. It wasn’t hard to find. It was a fire engine red Camero, and looking out of place with the pickup trucks and bikes in the lot. I slashed two of her tires and pulled my van next to her car. I figured the bitch would be out in 5 minutes, but she made me wait a good hour before I saw her high and mighty ass walking to the bar. I almost wish I was walking behind her just to see that ass wiggle, but I was going to see all of her, whether she wanted me too or not. She walked to her driver’s door and pulled her keys out of her purse. I slid the sliding door open carefully (I always made sure that everything was well oiled) and pulled the chloroformed rag out of my pocket and slammed it into her face. I am 6’3” and 250 pounds and her 100 pound was no match for me. She collapsed in my arms in a matter of moments. I lifted her up and placed her in the van. I grabbed my rape kit and filled a hypodermic needle and put in her arm. I got in the van and drove to the warehouse I owned.

It would be hours before she woke up, so I took my time getting everything prepared. I got out my ropes and the blindfold. I checked to make sure that the chains were in place and that the pulleys were functioning. I lifted her up still dressed and put her over my shoulder. I carried her to the middle of this special area and hooked a padded cuff to her left wrist, then did the same to her right wrist and laid her down on the mat.