The Rape of Brittney

Chapter 1


Breaking into her apartment was child’s play. At 18 years old the naive teenager had no sense of security from the danger that lurked out in the world.
She came through the door into the darkened apartment and I kicked the door shut startling her, allowing me to get the jump on her.
Grabbing her from behind I held the knife to her throat, leaning in close to her ear, I whispered, “Make a sound bitch and I’ll slice your throat ear from ear.”
She wimpered and immediately stopped struggling when she felt the touch of the cold steel against her neck.
“That’s better, now open your mouth.” I said and shoved the thick rubber cock into her mouth. She brought her hands up to try and stop me, but I told her she better drop her hands if she didn’t want to get cut. She complied and I pushed the leather panel attached at the base of the cock flush against the lower part of her face. I buckled the gag tightly behind her head before adding the leather padded blindfold over her eyes. The 3″ long rubber cock filled her mouth to the opening of her throat forcing the teen to concentrate on keeping her gag reflexes in check. By now she was standing there shaking and crying but all the noise was just a quiet whimpering behind the panel gag.
I stopped for a moment to take in the beauty of the 18 year old Brittney. She stood five foot ten in her bare feet. Weighed all of a hundred and twelve pounds. Tall and thin with lean long legs.

I reached out grabbing ahold of her dress, violently tore it from her body. She screamed into the gag and tried to stop me but the gag and the blindfold was effective as I slapped her hard across the face ordering her to stand still. Once again the terrified teen compiled and stood there now in nothing but her panties and bra.

I placed the top of the blade against her neck and said harshly, “Move just one muscle bitch. Go ahead, give me an excuse to cut you.”

Her body visually shook as I traced a line with the knife point down to her shoulder just above her breast and slipped it under the shoulder strap. “Remember bitch, stand still if you don’t want to get cut!” I said and turning the blade outward, I pulled the strap away from her body with the knife blade slicing through it easily. I slowly repeated the process on the other side of her body. Then tracing the knife point up between her breasts, I sliced the center of her cotton bra in two, watching as the cups covering her small 34 B-cup breasts fell to the floor.

He hands automatically came up to cover her small orbs and I slapped her hard once, twice, three times as I said, “Drop … Your … Hands!”

I could hear her sobbing into the gag from the sting of the slaps on her face, but she obeyed and lowered her hands to her sides.

I admired her breasts with their quarter sized areolas and long pencil eraser sized nipples which I began to fondle between my thumbs and forefingers. Twisting, pulling and stretching them. They began to stiffen under my touch as she stood there crying into her gag.

Grabbing her by the back of the neck, I forced the teen to walk into her bedroom where I had previously prepared a few items. Stopping at the foot of the bed, I picked up a rope I had readied and tied her wrists together in front of her with it. With that completed, I pushed her face down onto her bed.

Next I retrieved a three foot spreader bar I left on the floor next to the bed and buckled the cuffs attached to each end around her thighs just above her knees. This forced her long beautiful legs far apart. I pulled her feet together and tied her big toes to each other. Next I forced her up onto her knees and pulling her arms down as I tied her wrists to the center of the spreader bar. This forced her body to form a triangle with her bottom sticking up into the air.

Knife in hand I cut away her cotton panties. She had a such a cute, petite ass. Immediately my hands grabbed her ass and began to roam all over them. Feeling their firmness and how nice and round they where. Like a pair of large grapefruits. I moved my hand down between her legs and cupped her mons whilst my fingers roamed between the lips of her libia feeling the semi wetness of her sex. I slipped my thumb into her sex and slowly slid it back and forth.

I could tell she was responding to my touch as she began to lubricate with her love jucies. I’m sure she was beating herself up mentally as her body began to betray her.

I spread her ass cheeks apart and spit on her wrinkly rose bud of her anus before pushing my finger into her poop shoot.