Rape

I pressed the button to open the sunroof as the leader of our kidnapping squad pulled his silenced automatic from a shoulder holster and snapped back the slide, chambering a round. It was time for a bit of improvisation. Head and shoulders through the opening in the ceiling, I called out the first thing that came to mind.

“Hey, buddy! How do you get to the Lincoln Tunnel from here?”

He looked at me over his shoulder and shook his head with a nasty pursed-lipped expression. You have to live in New York to understand these bastards. They walk around in their weird getups with this look of permanent disapproval on their faces, as if all the rest of us were lepers about to contaminate them. But truth be told they are the nastiest, stinkiest bunch of cheap-shoe wearing bath-needing motherfuckers you ever laid eyes upon. Where they get off with this attitude is utterly beyond me, but this night it suited my aims to perfection. (more…)

Mistress Emma draped a large overcoat around my shoulders and began to button it. Beneath the coat I was completely naked; my arms immobilized behind my back with leather cuffs secured to lock my wrists and upper arms together.

“Are you excited about the surprise I have for you, Ingrid?” Mistress Emma asked.

“Yes,” I whispered, slightly breathless as she slipped her under the coat to finger my pussy.

“Spread your legs for me,” she said.

My feet inched apart and Emma’s fingers pressed deeply into my moist pussy.

“Good,” Emma smiled. “Do you have any idea what the surprise might be?”

“No,” I replied. A rush of nervous excitement combined with the sensations of Emma’s fingers touching my clit made me shiver.

“Good,” Emma repeated.

She pinched and toyed with my clit for a moment and then finished buttoning my coat. Its satin lining felt cool and sensuous against my nude body; a stark contrast of sensations to that caused by the six inches of thick latex imitation cock butt plug Emma had earlier inserted snugly in my ass.

“There; done,” Emma said. She looked me up and down and, after making a small adjustment the position of my steel slave collar, announced we were ready to go. (more…)

Sandra Ann Baxter was awake at 6:30, and smiling. Today was her 19th birthday and she was looking forward to what surprises her family and friends had planned for her. Getting out of bed and into her bathroom, she turned on her shower and slipped out of her nightie. Holding her hand under the water to check the temperature, she felt it was just right and stepped under the cascading water. She loved her morning shower. It made her feel so good and ready for the day. She lathered up her long brown hair and washed it until it was squeaky-clean. After rinsing it out, she conditioned her hair and put a cleanser on her face. She wanted to look as beautiful as she could today because she was going to give herself, at last, to her boyfriend Keith. They had been dating since she was fifteen and he was sixteen, and he had wanted to be her first lover since that day. She had held out until she was sure she had met the right guy and he respected her. Keith promised her he would always treat her right and never cheat on her.

Rinsing out her hair again and then her face, she started to carefully wash her lithe young body. Her skin felt silky smooth in her hands as she lathered it up and covered herself in luxurious perfumed soap she had got as a Christmas present from Keith. Her body felt mature and ready to her hands, she was hoping it felt the same way to Keith’s. Her fingers cupped her firm tits and she caressed the lather over them, feeling her pert, young nipples swelling under her touch. The sensations made her shiver and hoped she would be feeling that and more tonight. Her smooth taut stomach came next and then her tight ass was smoothed over and lavished with care. (more…)

While living in Africa with my wife Ania she had some experiences that she talks about to this day. She normally talks about them when we are fucking. Ania is a beautiful 26 year old and my name is Robert and I am a lucky 51 year old. Ania is not too tall with nice 34C tits with a lovely arse, which is just right for smacking when fucking her. The day started like any other with me going off to work and Ania staying at home, she couldn’t get a work permit. In the block of flat where we lived we had a swimming pool and bar-b-que area. As the day got hot Ania decided to go for a swim to cool of and to get some exercise. In the flat she changed into her swimming suit, grabbed a towel and went down to the pool. The place was deserted with the gardeners working behind the buildings.

Ania swam a few lengths got out and laid on the grass to dry off. The sun was too hot to be out in too long so after a few minutes she got up and went back indoors. The day was like any other, Ania sat down with a drink and started to read. What she had not realised was, as we are on the second floor we don’t always pull the curtains when we get changes as no one can look in but this day a gardener was trimming the tree. He obviously had a good view into the rooms and he was watching Ania get changed, and dry off after her shower.
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It had been a long day, starting at 6:30 a.m. Sending her husband and son off to school, then cleaning house all day, only to have to go to work that night.

Awww yes, work. Nothing seemed to go right that night. She usually enjoyed working outside at night. However, tonight was awful. It seemed like every time she went outside, it rained. No, rained was not the correct word. Poured!! That’s it, it poured. Of course, she left her raincoat at home too. By the time her night was over, she was wet clean through. Now she knows what a drowned cat feels like.

She wearily dragged herself into the house. She strips down to her underwear and drops her clothes in the laundry room. As she heads to her bedroom, she stops to check on her son. Kissing him lightly, and tucking him in she walks through the house to her bedroom. On the way through to the master bath, she glances at the bed. Her husband is sound asleep, curled on his side away from her.

As quietly as possible, she strips off her soggy underthings and steps into a hot shower. Trying to chase the chill off, she turns the water as hot as she can stand, just letting it stream down her body.

Sighing, she takes her silk like sponge and starts gently rubbing in her favorite body wash. Her nipples have been wet and cold most of the night and are now very sensitive. “Mmmmmmmm, this feels wonderful,” she thinks as she slowly runs the sponge down her body. “I’m so tired, but this is so relaxing.”

She softly runs the sponge between her legs. Lightly scraping against her clit as she massages the soap into her pussy lips. Feeling the excess hair, she gently and quickly shaves herself smooth. Though her husband never touches her there with anything other than his cock, he likes her shaved. Yawning, she rinses off and steps out of the shower to wrap herself in a big soft fluffy towel. (more…)

I was 18 years old and loved to stay with my best friend Todd, the main reason was to get a look at his mom Betty! Betty was 39 years old and very attractive. She was not over weight at all but plump in the right spots. I had always fantasized about her and had jacked off many a time with her image in my heard.

One night I was staying at Todd’s house and to my disappointment his mother was not there. He said she was out on a date with her new boyfriend. Hearing this made me extremely jealous. I did not like know that the women of my dreams was out with another man. I started thinking about what she was doing with this guy, were they fucking! I started getting hard thinking about it.

It was about 1am and me and Todd were in his room. Todd was fast asleep in his bed and I was lying on the floor in my sleeping back playing with my cock while I thought about Todd’s mom. I suddenly heard the door in the living room close and decided to take a peep out. Betty was being helped through the door by her new boyfriend, it was very obvious to see that Betty was extremely drunk. I could not believe my eyes, I did not even know she drank. (more…)

It is the summer of 1999 and Wes is setting in his small apartment watching porno, he is slowly jerking his thick 8inch cock. He stares intently at the screen as he watches 2 woman going at it, as his phone rings breaking his trance.

“Hello?” asked Wes as he turned loose of his cock and grasped the phone. He stands up to zip his pants as the voice on the other end of the phone starts talking to him.

“Hey baby, we need to talk about something.” Spoke the person on the other end of the phone. Wes sighed deeply realizing that it was his fiancée Carolyn on the phone, and she did not sound happy at all.

Carolyn and Wes had been together for more then 2 years and were engaged to be married in only a few months. She sat in the small office at the restaurant where she worked, spinning back and forth in the office chair twirling her auburn hair in her fingers as her and Wes talked.

“Sure what do you want to talk about? You want me to come up there and see you on your break like normal? Or what?”

“No Wes, I would rather do this and just get it over with…Wes we have to break up. I think I like someone else.” (more…)

I was alone that night….a rare occasion. My husband and daughter had left earlier that day…they were going out of town for an in-law get-together that I got out of by pleading my job. Well, I DID have to work a few hours that morning, but the rest of my weekend would be FREE!! I was going to have the house all to myself!! I couldn’t believe my incredible luck.

After taking a long hot shower and smoking a fine phat one, I’d settled in to watch one of my favorite movies….The Blair Witch Project. Just to add to the effect and creep myself out a little further, I turned off all the lights (except my red lava lamp) and lit a few candles. I was really into it….that’s a helluva creepy kewl movie to watch while high…all that raw fear…it always gave me a thrill I could never pinpoint or understand. That night, however, it seemed to be causing a paranoia it never caused before….I seemed to hear things outside the window, and even from the kitchen, but when I’d get up to look I would see nothing. I decided that it was totally normal for me to feel a little paranoid. It was the first night I’d spent totally alone in 6 years at least! Add to that the fact that I was high…and watching a movie in which paranoia very nearly had a starring role! Eventually I ignored the noises. (more…)

Darrel Zanook’s trip down to the Bahamas in his private Gulfstream V had been uneventful. The medium sized business jet of his never ran into problems with customs, as it was well known that he was an honorary member of the President’s private war on drugs in America. An entrepreneur now for the last ten years he’d made a killing in computer hardware, and having invested wisely found that he wouldn’t have to worry about money for the rest of his life. Of course having nothing to do would probably have killed him, and so he bought himself a hobby, and with it came a whole group of film studios, and other hobbies. Like the women he garnered to star in his, shall we say, slightly distasteful movie kingdom. Beautiful to be sure, like Trish there in the forward lounge area sleeping fitfully on the forward couch.

The former Patricia Holecroft of upper class Bostonian Society. A former debutant daughter of a wealthy local politician who’d married a local brain surgeon, Trish was Darrel’s latest trophy-married-white-slut turned porno queen. Not that she’d wanted to take up a career other than the one she had as wife, spouse, and future mother of a dying dynasty, but she’d been given no choice in the matter once Darrel had spied her sitting with her husband at an off Broadway play. He’d just made her an offer that she couldn’t hardly afford to refuse. By first kidnapping the natural honey blond from the suite they were staying in, and taking her to his studio where he, and seven other black men brought her to one screaming orgasm after another on film. Trish had willingly made 50 different porn films for Darrel since that day. Her latest fuck filled film also staring a rather mangy looking large Heinz 57 stray dog by the incredibly simple name, Rover. Making Trish the lowest of the low as far as her status in the world was concerned if anyone of importance to her ever found out. (more…)

Katie couldn’t believe her cute little ears.

“So, you’re breaking up with me?” she said. She knew it was the wrong thing to say, but she couldn’t think of any other way to say it.

“No,” Josh said. “We’re not breaking up with you because you’re not dating us. That’s the problem.”

Katie blinked her big brown eyes. “But we’re neighbors,” she said.

“I know, but Matt likes you and I really like you, too. We both think you’re really sexy… really sexy. Even if you were sleeping with Matt, I’m not sure I could take it. And if you were with me, I know I’d never hear the end of it from him.”

“Well, what do you want me to do?” Katie said.

Josh shrugged.

She had been living in the building for only six weeks after finally moving out of her aunt’s garage in the suburbs. Now that she was in the big city, Katie was sure she’d find success. She just needed a few close friends. Matt and Josh were so far the only two she’d met and that was mostly out of proximity. They lived next door.

“So, what? I have to fuck both of you guys or you’ll stop being my friend?” Katie said, frowning.

“It’s not exactly like that,” Josh said. “But Matt and I, we’re both guys in our mid-twenties. We’re not looking for friends. We’re looking for fuck buddies.”

“That’s all you want? A fuck buddy?”

“That’s all Matt wants. Me, I’m not sure. Depends…” Josh said, staring deeply into Katie’s eyes. He shook his head, getting back on point. “You’re taking all of our attention, but we’re not getting the attention we want from you, and we’re spread too thin to get it somewhere else.”

“You want me to stop coming over if I’m not going to have sex with either or both of you? And I guess you don’t want to go out for drinks with me anymore either?”

“I know it would be easier for me… for all of us, if we spent less time together,” Josh said.

“But I really like you guys.” Tears welled up in Katie’s eyes for a split second before she regained her composure. “Okay, listen. Let’s all go out tonight. I’ll show you a girl can be a good friend. I’ll help you get some action. And if you don’t score, I’ll make it up to you.” (more…)

It was 2 am and I was knackered. I’d been on since10 am the previous day and all I could think of was getting home to bed when the radio crackled into life. “Two four, do you read, over.”

“Yeah Dave, I read you, log me off will you, I’m calling it a night.” Two four, could you call in at Carnaby’s on your way home and pick up a Mrs. Reynolds, she’s heading in your direction.”

“Roger that Dave, last one though, OK.”

“Roger two four.”

Carnaby’s was the local nightclub and not the place to be at 2 am in the morning. I pulled up at the curb and shouted the name Mrs. Reynolds to my old friend John, the bouncer. “Hang on Mike, I’ll see if I can find her.” A few minutes later a tall well stacked blond bird in her thirties staggered out the door and headed towards the cab. Now I’ve always found that good manners produce bigger tips, so, I leapt out the car and opened the back door for her. She totally ignored me and just slumped in the back seat. She was wearing a lacy see through top with a sexy little black bra underneath covering her ample tits; this bird was well stacked. As she sat back, her little red mini rode up over her stockings showing a good amount of thigh. She followed my gaze to her lovely long legs but made no attempt to cover up. All the way home I kept glancing in my rear view mirror at this lovely creature asleep on my back seat and eventually angled the mirror so I could see her legs and panty covered pussy. (more…)

The air in the small library was becoming close. Kevin, and his wife Sharon, both teachers in the small private school sat grading papers. They could have done it just as easily had they went home. But Sharon always enjoyed looking out the window at the view of the river as she worked. Kevin looked across the table at his lovely wife. She was a petite woman when compared to his hulking football frame. They had been very lucky to both have landed jobs within the same school.

It was well pass 5pm and they had been at it for about an hour. But working late at the school was one of the things that had endeared them with the administration. They were seen as two very highly educated, devoted teachers. That they were the only ones left in the building was not new. They often worked late then locked the front door on their way out. The night janitor would be in by nine to clean up. The fading sunlight, as it shown on his wife, made Kevin smile. He loved looking at her. Even in the practical school clothes she was forced to wear, he could see all the sexiness trying to burst out.

Sharon was petite, when compared to her husband, but against anyone else, she held her own. Standing 5′6″ and weighing 140, she was by no means a tiny woman. Kevin stood 6′ and weighed 185. And her tough, no nonsense attitude with her students was legendary. Sharon looked up from her papers and saw the smile on her husband’s face. “I bet I know what you’re thinking?” Kevin smiled at her. “I think about that whenever I look at you. In fact, I’m thinking about taking you right here on this desk.” Sharon laughed. It wouldn’t be the first time her husband had fucked her in the school library. (more…)

God it was hot. The night was quiet, still and sticky. The sweat rolled off his brow into his blue eyes. Eyes so blue, that women often stop just to talk to him about his “Beautiful eyes”. God he hated that. Or was it just women? Hell he didn’t know and didn’t know how to cope with the feelings he was having at the time. Feelings that seemed to come from an era long past. Primal feelings that aroused the inner self more than anything he had ever experienced before. He wanted to control someone, make’em scared while he had his way with them. He wanted to tie them up and make them beg him to stop. Stop hurting them. Stop making them ashamed of the things he was doing to them. God knows he knew what that was like.

He had been watching her for some time. About a week or so, to and from school, work and even church. He had set by her several times in Sunday school. Watching her talk and listening to her sweet voice, but most of all watching her tight ass and full breasts as she walked. God she was hot. As hot as this damn night. But he had to wait for her to return from the store. He knew that was where she was going, because he watched her make a shopping list through the kitchen window.

He heard a car coming down the street. It was most likely her, because this neighbor hood was quiet after 9 PM. To many older people, hell most of them were in bed before 8.

It was she, he watched her pull in and start unloading the car. She went inside and came back out, but by then he was in the garage and hiding around the corner by her dryer. As she went by he got up and went into the house, down the hall and into the back bedroom. Not hers though, he didn’t want to be in the room when she came in. (more…)

Chapter One - One Evening In Tokyo

Yasuhiro Kato, the Japanese billionaire, was seated in the Yamazato restaurant on the fifth floor of the Okura Hotel in Akasaka eating his dinner when he first saw her. She was blonde, about twenty-five years of age and about five feet four inches tall, wearing denim pants and vest with a white knit t-shirt. She was very pretty.

“Yukio,” he asked his waiter, “who is that blonde girl over there - she’s quite pretty. I’ve been watching her for several minutes now.”

“Ah-so desu-ka,” said Yukio, “her name is Rachel Cook, an American writer of cookbooks and hostess of a television program there. I was told that she is travelling to various places around the world to try various foods and to develop a special program based on her culinary experiences.”

“Ah-so,” he said, “is she staying in the hotel?”

“Yes, I believe so,” he said, “would you like to meet her?”

“Perhaps I’ll meet her later, in a somewhat different setting, Yukio,” he said, taking a medical capsule from a special container in his pocket, “I’ll make it worth your while if you arrange for this special capsule to dissolve in one of her drinks. It will make her a little more pliable when I do get to meet her. I want to tickle the piss out of her tonight, if I can get the chance to do it.” (more…)

The young woman looking in the mirror was slender, her complexion of roses and cream, russet hair tousled. She ran her hands slowly down her form, smoothing the floral patterned sundress, with a mischievous expression. She looked all of twelve if one disregarded the knowledge in her eyes and the curvaceous form beneath the clothing. Time to find a new protector she mused, sliding her hands beneath the hem, baring the tops of her thighs. White lace garters embroidered with roses held up her silk stockings, and just above matching silk panties could be visible. She laughed softly and grasping the waistband tugged them slowly down her legs, and off, tossing them on her rumpled bed where many outfits were discarded in a tumble of frothy material. Smoothing the dress once more she grinned into the mirror and winked, and slid from the room leaving the faint scent of vanilla in her wake.

She walked slowly down the path of the local park, lifting her face to the sun to bask in the beauty of spring. Her hips swayed lightly as she walked, the dress swishing lightly around her legs. Her nipples pushed lightly at the front of the sundress as she became further aroused. Not wearing panties held its own appeal, she thought, lips twitching with mirth as air slid up her dress to caress her thighs. Glancing across the path between the oak trees sat a worn metal bench, the white paint long ago chipped away by countless summers. (more…)

She woke up slowly, dreamily, in her favorite position. Belly down, face snuggled into the pillow, she could feel the warmth of the sunlight streaming through the window caressing her bare skin. The wetness between her thighs reminded her of the incredible dream she’d had… of Him, as always. As she became more alert, she started to stretch… which is when she began to realize that this wasn’t an ordinary morning. Feeling the resistance in her arms and legs, her eyes flew open, only to meet an unnatural darkness.

As panic began to set in, she heard a deep, low chuckle from beyond the foot of the bed. “So, my little one, you are finally awake. Good, because I have many things planned for you this morning,” said the well-known voice. A shiver wracked her body, bringing goosebumps to her exposed flesh. Over the course of their relationship they had discussed many things, including some of her darkest desires, but she had never believed that he would follow through on them. She was about to find out just how badly she had misjudged him! (more…)

The truck approaches the stalled car. One more tow and he can go home to bed. It has been a slow night with the rain and all, a constant steady rain, soaking, but warm. This lonely highway is awful dark and he switches on the powerful spotlights. The beams cut through the mist illuminating the mustang in his mirror, and her owner.

What was the customer’s name? Ah here’s the call sheet, Angel. She sure the hell is . He notices as she crawls out of the car that she is quite a treat. Her silk blouse quickly conforms to her very nice breasts; her jeans hug a terrific ass. Her blond hair stringy from the rain clings to her cheek like spaghetti not quite done, but her face is beautiful. She runs up to the truck, her breast doing wonderful things in her haste. She stands looking in the window. He rolls it down. She says, “Thank you for coming, everyone else was closed.” “You almost missed me darlin, five more minutes and I’d have been gone,” hkissse says.

Opening the door, he says “Get on up in the truck outta the rain. I will hook ya up.” He slides out and helps her in, noticing how tight the jeans are as she climbs up. He goes back and starts to hook up the mustang, a real beaut, 68 coup. He crawls under hooking the safety chains.

Angel watches intently through the back glass. She shivers slightly, not sure if it’s from the a/c on the wet skin or the sight of this strong man working. His chest is well chiseled she notices, as his T-shirt also gets soaked. His jeans reveal a nice butt in a rugged sort of way and his blue eyes cut right through her. (more…)

The moonlight filtered through the tree branches and leaves creating a maze of shadows on the forest floor. To the untrained, it would have seemed impossible to travel in the gloom. Yet, the young brave moved silently and more swiftly than most could have done when the sun was at its highest. He flowed within the sounds and through the forest growth as only his mother’s people could.

He had never known his father, as he was the offspring of a lovely squaw named Turtle Dove who had been caught and used by a white man passing through. Her distraught husband had found her two days later, bloody and barely alive. The only description she could provide was that he had been huge with white hair before he had knocked her senseless and raped her brutally.

She had been beaten so badly, none thought she would live to see the next moon. However, her will to live was strong enough to provide the haven for the child it soon became apparent she was carrying. Her final act in life was to give birth to the child she carried. It was to be her final gift for the husband who had cared for her so tenderly.

“Call him Little Bear and take care of him for me,” she had gasped with her last breath as soon as she heard it was a boy.

“I will,” he replied.

Her husband, Standing Bear, loved her dearly and kept his promise to raise the child to the best of his ability. Even though he knew the child wasn’t his own, his love for his wife would let him do nothing else. The mane of pure white hair had removed all doubt as to who the real father was. (more…)

The train was crowded as usual. I hate staying late at work, but sometimes there is just no way around it. It’s even worse on a Monday night. Everyone must feel guilty about having two days away from the race, and decide to give that company that they really don’t like a little bit more of their time. This combined with the fact that the transit company runs fewer cars after rush hour usually makes for a cramped ride.

Today was the same as every Monday. The train was packed, but the conductors’ area is always open. I slipped into the conductors’ area and played my normal trick. I sat my bag down on the floor in front of me. This keeps anyone else from standing in the same area. There really is only room for one, but you would be surprised how many people will still try and wedge inside. I pulled a book from my bag and leaned back against the wall to read.

Two stops out and the damn light flickers. It flickers again, and then goes out. So much for reading my book. Oh well, I can at least relax in peace. I bent down to stuff my book bag into my bag, and almost get knocked over. I can’t believe that someone is going to try and squeeze in hear anyway. I grunted with displeasure and stood up. My soon to be traveling partner must have took this as a sign of admittance. I felt the body push past me, then wedge inside the compartment. (more…)

“Crowded” didn’t begin to describe the subway at this time of day.

Like little salty fish in a can, people were pressed tightly together within the metallic walls of the train car as it rushed from station to station. Flickering on and off, the sickly light cast by the florescent bulbs above did little to cure the claustrophobic feeling that hung thick in what little air there was. The people were a mix, as they stood clasping the handles over their heads, or sitting upon the barely cushioned seats.

Buried within this sea of bodies, she stood near the doors. Her back to the rest of the humanity in the car, she looked out at the rapidly passing walls of the tunnel. Refocusing her eyes, she looked upon the reflection that stared back at her in the glass of the sliding doors. A simple blouse and skirt covered her, along with a jacket for the chill that had settled as of late. The sparkle of her eyes had dulled just a bit from fatigue; their light blue-grey color, however, still shone brightly even within the image cast by the tinted glass. The long dark hair that fell to her waist had been gathered into a slightly off center braid. The sudden memory that came to her then, as she pulled the thick length of hair over her shoulder, made her lips bow into a smile. (more…)

Cheryl sat in the back of the diner, the smell of stale grease and strong coffee permeating the air. Sipping the black java, she hoped it would keep her awake for the rest of the shift. She worked the graveyard shift and activity in the diner lived up to the name. Checking the clock on the wall, she realized her break was over, so she stood, leaving the coffee cup on the scarred table.

“Your admirer is here again,” Patty, the other waitress, said as she entered the break room.

“Of course he is. It’s Thursday night isn’t it?” He came in every Monday and Thursday night… had for several months now. He always sat in Cheryl’s section, usually in the same booth. The man was a mystery. All Cheryl knew was he was a trucker. She didn’t even know his name.

Wearily, she walked out of the break room and entered the main area of the diner, crossing over to the coffee pots and pouring a steaming cup. She placed it in front of the man and asked, “The usual?”

He simply nodded, and she walked behind the counter to place the order. As she did every night he came in, Cheryl studied the man, as if she could learn about him if she looked hard enough. In all the months he had come into the diner, the only words he ever spoke were to place his order. Cheryl often caught him staring at her. He never looked away or acted as if he were embarrassed at being caught.
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“The way I see it, Andrew,” and here I paused for effect, “you only have two choices. Either you do what I’ve asked, or you go to jail.” Andrew was pissed and if my gun hadn’t been in plain sight on my desk, I might have been concerned. But he hadn’t just stormed out, which meant that he understood that I had him. For the past two years Andrew and I had been embezzling funds from the company. Well, he wasn’t aware of the theft at the time, but it was his signature on each of the forms. The money was already in an off-shore account that was not traceable to me. When Andrew finally clued in and confronted me, I spelled it out clearly for him. If he said anything I would testify against him, and he would go to jail for at least ten years. The reality of this situation took a few days to sink in; but when he found all of his carefully guarded documentation missing from his desk he suddenly became more agreeable. Now, he stood in my office, looking at a rather large pile of shredded documents, and trying to decide what he should do. You see, his holier-than-thou attitude had kind of pissed me off, and I decided to show him just how much power I had over him. I had just presented him with a demand that he have his wife come to my office and give me a blowjob. How he convinced her to do it, I didn’t care, but if she didn’t have her lips around my cock by lunch time tomorrow I was going to make a call to the authorities and his wife and kid would spend the next ten years trying to make ends meet without a breadwinner. Glancing at the gun, Andrew didn’t say a word and just left the office. I wondered what would happen. (more…)

Karen Mathews was 32 years old and found herself sitting alone in her apartment feeling lonely and depressed. Her boyfriend of 2 years had just informed her he was dating someone else. Karen sat and replayed their last conversation over in her head.

“I’m sorry Karen. You are a very nice person but you are just not exciting. I need someone like Cynthia. She makes me feel like a man,” Karen heard her ex-boyfriend say.

“But I thought we had been so happy,” Karen pleaded.

“It has been okay but it is just not enough for me. I’m sorry but I have to go,” Tom said and picked up the last of his things. She sat and cried as he walked out the door to never return.

Karen was not ugly, in fact she was quite pretty, and she was told she had a good personality. However, this was the fourth time she had broken up with a man after thinking the relationship would lead to marriage. Now here she was again alone.

Karen looked at herself in the mirror. Her body was okay, her 36 c chest looked good and her breasts did not sag. Her hips were nice and her butt firm. She had a pretty face and usually her brown shoulder length hair was nicely styled.

“What’s wrong with me?” Karen signed. As she stood there she began to get angry. Karen had always attempted to do what was right. She always tried to be a good person and was always nice to everyone. (more…)

Beth Jorgans was walking back from the ice cream
store. She carried her latest conquest: a double-
chocolate cone and was eating it with joy. A car
slowed and pulled up beside her as she walked.

“Hey, girl! Why don’t you share some of that ice
cream with me!”

Beth looked around and saw Jimmy hanging out
of his brother’s car, waving at her. Jimmy
Thompson was only 2 years older than her at 13.
He always rode around with his brother during
the summers. They had always been good friends,
and played together alot. Until lately. Something
had changed between them. Last year, in school,
Jimmy started teasing her about growing “boobs”.
She hadn’t begun to wear a bra yet because her
mom wouldn’t allow it. So, it was common for
her sizable breasts to bounce and sway as she
played in gym. That’s where Jimmy and most of
the guys made fun of her. It hurt her feelings
when he did that because she had always thought
that he was her friend. But, her mom said that
boys change when they reach his age.

The car stopped, and Jimmy opened the door.

“Hey, big whoppers! Why don’t you spread some
of that ice cream on your tits and let me and my
brother lick them off!!!” The two boys began
laughing at their crude joke. Beth turned to walk
away. Jimmy grabbed her arm and looked her in
the eye. Beth saw something strange in his eyes.
It made her feel week and scared her.
Unconsciously, she glanced at his crotch and saw
a huge bulge. She had been getting in the bad
habit of looking at guy’s crotches to see if they
were hard. Jimmy was definitely hard. Hard for
me? she wondered. Ever since her older brother
had made her watch that dirty movie, she found
herself staring at guy’s crotches, trying to guess
how big they were.

The ice cream began to melt on her shirt. She
tried to stop it from dripping, but a huge glob got
on her shirt, right over her right breast. Jimmy
reached over, scooped up the ice cream, and while
doing so, rubbed her nipple which was beginning
to get hard. As he did so, she began to feel
weaker.

“My brother and I can really make you feel good,
Beth. We won’t tell nobody.”

She suddenly realized that he wasn’t joking this
time. He had a very serious look on his face.
Her hands began to shake.

“We’ve been driving around, drinking beer and
thinking of your body. When we saw you walking,
we couldn’t stand it any more. We need you,
Beth. I’ll be your boyfriend, if that’s what you
want. Or, we will never do it again after this one
time, it’s up to you.”

She looked around. There was no one else in
sight. She was trapped between the two boys.
Jimmy, 13 and Tom, 16. Both had massive bulges
in their pants.

Tom spoke up, finally. “Listen, little bitch. You
either come with us willingly and enjoy it, or we
take you and rape you. It’s up to you.” He had a
vicious look in his eyes. Jimmy winced at his
brother’s talk. Jimmy’s eyes pleaded with her to
cooperate. She could tell that he didn’t want to
hurt her, but she wasn’t sure about his older
brother. The ice cream was now melting down
her blouse, running down her legs. She made the
mistake of allowing her panic to show in her eyes.

Tom grabbed her and dragged her to the car.
Jimmy protested to his brother, but did not move
to stop the older boy from kidnapping the young
girl.

“God damn it, Jimmy! Help me gag the bitch and
put her in the trunk!”

Jimmy got the tape from the back seat. Beth was
screaming at the top of her lungs, but no one was
around to hear her. The boys gagged her with the
tape and taped her arms and legs. They placed
her in the trunk, got in the car and drove away.

*************************************

“How much do you think we can get for her after
we’re done with her?”

Jimmy glanced at his older brother, Tom before
answering.

“I don’t know. You’re supposed to be the money
man. I thought you’ve done this before!”

Tom looked embarrassed. “Well, actually, not
really. Sure, I’ve raped a few girls, but I never
sold them like we talked about.”

“Well, that’s great! What are we gonna do with
her, just let her go?”

“We might have to kill her, Jimmy.”

The boy got a stricken look on his face. “No,
Tom. We can’t do that. I won’t let you.”

“But, she knows us, and she’ll tell the cops!”

“We have to think of something else.” He thought
for a few minutes. “Maybe we can sell her to
Toby in exchange for some stuff.”

“Maybe. Probably won’t give us alot for her if we
fuck her first. Toby likes virgins. They sell for
more money.”

“Well, I really want to fuck her, Tom. I’ve been
after her for a year. And, you told me that I
could have her cherry. You promised!”

“Sure, kid. You get to make her bleed. But, I get
to cum in her little mouth!”

Tom reached down and rubbed his crotch as he
drove into the woods. He picked up his car
phone and dialed.

“Toby? It’s Tom. What? I thought I paid you.
200 bucks? You sure? Yes. I can get it. How
about making a trade? I got this girl. Yeah.
She’s about 11 or 12, real pretty.”

Jimmy sat patiently as they drove.

“Oh, yeah. She’s a real babe. Dark brown hair
down to her ass, big tits, pretty face and a hell of
a figure for such a young one. She’ll grow out
real nice in the next year or so. What? No, she
won’t be a virgin, Toby. We’re gonna fuck her
first. But, she’ll be fresh from her first fuck. She
won’t be a slut or anything, if that’s what you’re
worried about. Real innocent little bitch. Great!
Meet us in Wilford Hallow. ” He hung up the
phone and smiled.

****************************************

Beth laid still in the trunk of the boy’s car and
tried not to cry. She knew that they were going
to rape her. But, when she heard Tom talking
about killing her, she began to tremble violently.
Then, the boys talked about someone by the name
of Toby, and she didn’t think she’d like him very
much. Then, Jimmy talked about his lust for her.
She had suspected that he wanted to have sex
with her, especially after all the rude comments
during the past year, but she never thought that
he’d rape her like this. She didn’t know Tom very
well. She never liked him. He always looked at
her funny. Lately, he just looked like he wanted
to kill her with his bare hands, which scared her
even more. Something wasn’t right about the
older boy. He was almost….demented or
something.

The car stopped and the engine cut off. A few
moments later, the trunk opened. It was dark
outside now, but she could see shadows by
moonlight. The boys stood over her and glared at
her bound form. Tom chuckled evily.

“How old is this little tart, Jimmy?” Asked the
older boy.

“I think she’s 11. She’s 2 years younger than me.”

“Pretty big tits for an 11 year old, don’t you
think?” Tom grinned lustily at the young girl who
was bound by duck tape and could hardly move.
Jimmy only nodded.

“How long have you been jacking off over these
tits, little brother?” Jimmy blushed.

“I never jack off!” His face was red.

“Come on, you little shit, I saw you coming all
over that girlie magazine behind the shed! You
were shooting several good streams and yelling
this bitch’s name as you did! Were you
pretending that your hand was this bitch’s mouth?
Huh?” Tom had a vicious tone in his voice.
Jimmy began to get scared himself.

“Come on, help me get this bitch on the ground
so we can have some fun.” Tom picked the little
girl up and threw her body to the ground. Jimmy
began taking the tape off her body.

Tom drew his pocket knife. “It’s easier if you use
this. Here, let me show you.” He stepped over to
the crying girl and began cutting the tape off her
body. As he did so, he cut into her clothing and
peeled it off her body as well. Her shirt was cut
into shreds, which he removed quickly, exposing
her bare tits. He nicked a nipple with the blade
playfully and watched as she shuddered. He
moved the knife down her belly to her womb, and
began slicing the cloth of her jeans. He kept the
material of her panties untouched, but peeled the
demin off her body with his knife. Then, he
turned the knife to the only remaining piece of
cloth on her body: her panties. He removed
them in three slices and exposed her bare hairless
cunt. Beth sobbed loudly as the boys gawked at
her nude form.

Tom took the initiative and forced her legs apart.

“See, little brother, this is a cunt. You fuck it.
You lick it when it’s clean. Yup! We might even
lick it for you, little cunt!” Turning back to his
brother. “This cunt will be tight, and it’ll squeeze
your dick real nice. You’ll probably shoot when
your get the first inch in. But, that’s okay, I plan
to spend alot of time with this little bitch. She’s
the youngest I’ve ever grabbed.”

Jimmy stared at the naked girl and licked his lips.
His cock was so hard that it hurt. Tom removed
the gag from her mouth, and she cried out.

“No sense in screaming out here, little bitch.
Ain’t no one around for miles to hear you. Save
your breath for my 8 inch cock!” Tom spoke
lewdly as he pulled his jeans down exposing his
erection to the little girl’s view. Tom began
stroking his massive hard-on as he stared at the
nude, trembling 11-year-old girl.

“Oh, Jimmy! She’s going to be a nice little fuck!
Even after we bust her cherry and have some
more fun with her, she’ll get a good price. We
will be rich men, Jimmy!”

Jimmy had now removed his clothes, and was
stroking himself as well. He was speechless. He
had never seen a naked girl in real life. He had
fantasized about this very girl for a long time.
Even when they were little kids, age 8 or 9 and
played together, he dreamed of being her
boyfriend and kissing her. He also dreamed of
playing with her pussy (which he called a ‘hole’
back then). He had accidentily walked in on her
in her family’s bathroom one time and saw her
naked ass as she pulled her panties down. This
was when she was 9. She screamed very loud
when she saw him from between her legs. He had
run out of the bathroom, and they never spoke of
the incident. Now, he was going to rape the girl,
force his manhood inside of her body. Make her
bleed with his meat, and unload his sperm into
her young body. His dick twitched as he thought
about the night to come.

“Damn! If you don’t hurry up and bust her
lollipop, I’m gonna do it for you! Now, get to it!
I’ll hold her down while you do it.” Tom laid
down next to the girl, and forced her to submit to
his younger brother. Tom sucked her tits as his
brother got into position to mount his first fuck.
Jimmy took his manhood in his hands and pointed
it at her small, hairless opening.

“Jimmy!” The little girl sobbed. “Please don’t do
this!”

“Shut up, bitch!” Tom reached over and hit her in
the mouth with his fist. She cried out in pain.
Jimmy winced. “Stupid little bitch! The only
thing your mouth’s good for is sucking cock!”
Tom held her down, stradled her chest and forced
his 8 inch manhood into her mouth. “You bite it
and I’ll kill you, bitch!”

The trembling child held the older boy’s cock in
her mouth.

“Suck and Lick it, Bitch!” Tom growled.

Jimmy stared at Beth as she begun to comply and
suck lightly on Tom’s cock. Tears were still
flowing down her cheek and she begged Jimmy
with her swollen eyes. Jimmy looked at her bare
slit. It was so small, and his dick was so big! He
wanted desperately to feel his dick inside of her
tight pussy, but what if he hurt the young girl?

“Tom! I don’t think it’ll fit!”

Tom snickered at his virgin brother as he watched
the young child suck and lick his massive member.
“You little shit! You MAKE it fit!”

“But, I’ll hurt her!”

“Who gives a fuck? The more she hurts, the more
exciting it’ll be for you! Anyway, she’ll adjust to
your dick, and the pain will go away. Now, do it
before I decide to do it for you!”

Jimmy reached down and rubbed her small
opening with his thumb. Beth squimed and
moaned around the cock in her mouth. He
noticed that his thumb came away from her being
wet. He had heard that girls got wet down there,
but only when they were turned on. How could
she be turned on? She was being forced to do
this and she was scared. How could this turn her
on?

He slowly ran his thumb over her bare pussy
again, this time applying some pressure. The little
11-year-old girl lifted her hips, her eyes went wide
as they locked onto his, and she moaned again.
This time, Jimmy saw something other than fear
and pleading in her eyes. He wasn’t sure what,
though.

“You’re turning the bitch on, little brother. Keep
it up. Her mouth feels good when she’s turned
on, and when she moans!” Tom sneered at the
child as he pushed his hard cock against the back
of her throat, causing her to choke slightly.

Jimmy noticed that Beth wasn’t crying as hard
anymore. He began teasing her pussy with his
thumb again and was rewarded with her thick
juices lubricating his thumb. He slid part of his
thumb into her virgin womb. Her eyes grew wild
as she looked at him. He definitely saw passion
in her eyes now. He began moving his thumb in
and out of her pussy as if it were his dick. She
met his thrusts with her hips. She was breathing
very heavy around Tom’s cock now.

Jimmy looked into her green eyes. “I love you,
Beth! I have always loved you.”

“Cut out the smoochy shit! You’re gonna FUCK
her, not marry her, then you’ll never see the little
slut again!” Tom scorned. “She’s just a FUCK,
kid! Don’t make it more than it is! Anyway,
you’re too young to know what love is. Hell, *I*
don’t even know what love is yet.”

The younger teenage brother looked down at the
ground in shame. Then, he looked back into
Beth’s eyes and saw passion and something he
couldn’t recognize. He got down on the ground
next to her, moved his face to her hairless mound
and kissed her pouty pussy lips. She moaned
loudly. Tom did too.

Jimmy stuck his tongue out and lightly licked the
little girl’s opening. She went crazy, thrashing
about on the ground, moaning with cock in her
mouth. As Jimmy placed his tongue on her pussy
hole and inserted it, the girl began coming. So
did Tom.

“Aaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Yoooouuuu fffuuuuccckkkiingggg bbbiiiiitchhhhh!”
Tom roared as he blasted hot jets of semen down
the little girl’s throat. The girl began gagging and
joking on the thick cream. Her eyes bulged as
she fought for breath due to the flood which was
blocking her passage way. Beth’s small body
shook with her own orgasm. Tom forced his
spurting cock deeper into her throat as he
continued to empty his balls.
HAPTER ONE CONTINUED

Jimmy couldn’t take his eyes off the scene in front
of him. He continued to lap up the young girl’s
gushing cream with his tongue and mouth. He
found the taste and aroma very pleasant. He had
heard about guys “going down” on a girl, but this
was better than he thought. He was concerned
about Beth, though. She was choking alot and
seemed not to be able to breathe. But, she also
was thrashing her body like she felt good. Her
eyes were glazed over, even though they were
bulging due to lack of air in her body. Tom was
making grunting sounds as he finished with the
girl’s mouth. He finally released his softening
cock from her mouth. Beth released a huge
breath and began inhaling violently. Her color
began to turn back to normal, although, she still
seemed to be thrashing around and rubbing her
bare pussy into Jimmy’s mouth. She moaned
softly as another orgasm took her.

Tom finally came to his senses and looked at the
couple on the ground with amusement.

“You really got the slut going, little brother!
Where did you learn to eat pussy like that? I’ve
NEVER been able to make a girl cum like that.
Hell, I can’t even get them to moan when I eat
them. They just lay there and look stupid!” He
began to regain his anger as he thought of all the
bitches that had made fun of his sexual technique.
He looked at the 11-year-old girl, lying nude on
the ground with his brother’s face buried between
her legs. “You fuckin’ little whore! You’ll cum
like a damn waterfall for my little brother, but I
bet you’d be stiff as a board for me!” He shook
himself and walked toward the car.

Tom pulled out a plastic bag and opened it.
Inside was a small straw. He put it to his nose,
dipped the straw in the bag’s white powdery
sibstance and began inhaling the powder into his
nose. His head went up as a rush hit him. He
smiled, and looked at the two kids on the ground.
Beth was moaning loudly now. _I knew I should
have just grabbed the bitch and left my fuckin’
brother at home. I should have known that he’d
get all lovey-dovy over the bitch. Look at them!
My god, two little lovebirds during their first fuck
together! She’s cum like there ain’t no tomorrow
and he ain’t even stuck his dick in her yet!_ Tom
stepped back to the couple.

“Jimmy, damn it! That’s enough! She’s plenty
wet to fuck now. You ain’t gonna hurt her now.
Stick your dick in her and let me have my turn.”

Jimmy and Beth both tensed at the older boys
words and tone. Beth began to get scared again,
despite the wonderful feelings she was feeling. _I
think I love him too. Why didn’t I see it? I’ve
loved him for a long time! I was TURNED ON
when I knew he was going to rape me! That can
only mean that I WANTED him! Now, the thing
I want most is for him to be inside of me and
spurting his stuff like Tom did in my mouth! It
was awful when I had to swallow that stuff.
Would it be better if it were Jimmy’s sperm
instead of Tom’s? I hope Tom doesn’t touch me
anymore. I can’t stand him. I want Jimmy!_ She
placed her hands on Jimmy’s head and motioned
for him to come up from her bald mound.

Jimmy looked at his first love with passion as he
moved his body up onto hers and began to mount
her. She spread her legs wide to accomodate her
first lover.

“Ain’t this fuckin’ sweet! Shit! She actually
WANTS you to fuck her! What the *HELL* do
you have that I ain’t got?” Tom screamed in
anger. He walked over to the naked virgin,
grabbed her hair in hand and yanked very hard.
Beth cried out in pain.

“Tom! Stop it! You’re hurting her!!!”

Tom shoved his little brother. “You don’t get it,
do you? This is RAPE, Jimmy! You’re
SUPPOSED to hurt the bitch! She ain’t supposed
to lay down, spread her legs and coo for you!
She’s crazy! She must be! Look at her! She’s
practically begging you to fuck her! The next
thing you know, she’ll be lowering her pert little
body onto your dick and RIDING YOU!!!” Tom
spit in the ground, and stared angrily at the
couple.

The younger boy thought about what his older
brother was trying to say. _Why? Yes. She
wants me. But, why? Is she just trying to get me
to let her go? No. I don’t think so. She really
likes me. I can tell. But, she doesn’t like Tom.
He hurts her. I really DID make her feel good!
Maybe she likes me enough to be my girlfriend
like I always wanted._

Jimmy lowered his head and kissed the young girl
gently on the lips. She met his lips, placed her
arms around his neck, pulled him close to her
and locked onto him desperately. After an
eternity, the children came up for breath. She
looked into his eyes and whispered: “I love you,
too, Jimmy! Please don’t let him hurt me.
Protect me, Jimmy! I’ll do anything for you! I’ll
never tell anyone about tonight, I promise!” They
kissed again. She moved her body into his as they
kissed, nudging his hard member into her small
belly. “Take me, Jimmy! Be my first lover! I’m
ready for you now!” She whispered to her lover.

Tom couldn’t hear what the couple was
whispering and it angered him that they were so
happy.

“This is making me SICK TO MY STOMACH!!!”
Tom turned and went back to the car. He began
to snort the remaining crack in the bag as he
watched the two begin to fuck.

*******************************

********************************************

“Oh, Jimmy! Make Love To Me!” Beth cooed as
the boy rubbed his hard cock again her bald
pussy. It was so wet from her orgasms mixed with
his saliva that the head went right into her. Sh
tensed at the tremendous pressure of the cock
straining her lips apart and entering her virgin
hole. Their lips met and they kissed passionately.
She thrust her hips at him and accepted his
manhood into her body. “I love you SO MUCH,
Jimmy!”

The 13-year-old boy couldn’t believe the
incredible feeling of having the head of his dick
inside a girl. Her body was so hot and exciting.
Her smell was wonderful. Sweet soapy,
shampooy, with a string musky scent mixed. He
had just learned the smell of sex. He was
addicted to the fragrance. Jimmy sank another
inch into the young girl and hit a barrier.

“OOH!” She cried as pain shot through her body.
“Jimmy! Don’t stop! Break me open!”

The encouragement from his child-lover was too
much for him. She seized his lips with hers and
began licking his lips with her tongue. This drove
Jimmy past the point of caring whether he caused
her pain or not. He thrust deeper and felt
resistance, followed by an incredible sucking
pressure on his cock as she cried out in pain.
Jimmy could hear Tom laughing in the distance.

Beth had never experienced more desire in her
life. She knew it was love. She never even
THOUGHT of having sex before. Now, she was
begging her rapist to make her a woman. She
knew that she loved him. That’s the only way she
could explain it. But, how could she really love a
guy at age 11? Was it possible? Only a year ago,
she’d been playing with *dolls*! Suddenly, she
felt the pain. It was slight at first, and she knew
that Jimmy had just touched her barrier with his
manhood. _GOD! I LOVE THIS GUY!_ She
attacked him. A moment later, massive pain shot
through her body as he thrust his cock all of the
way into her young, tight body.

“Fuck the bitch, little brother! Pop that slut’s
cheery!” Tom cheered his young brother on as he
snorted more drugs.

The two children moaned as they thrust at one
another. Jimmy was obviously getting ready to
blast off. Beth was just coming down from an
orgasm. It didn’t take her long to get over the
pain and to start coming. She had just come 3
times in a row, and if he didn’t shoot soon, she
could feel another orgasm approaching.

“AAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
!!!!!!” Jimmy screamed at the top of his lungs as
the first gush of sperm washed into the 11-year-
old female’s body. He suddenly realized that he
could make her pregnant, and jerked his cock
from her pussy. White cream flowed from her
cunt, his cock throbbed as a blast of white semen
shot out and all over her tits and stomach. Spurt
after spurt shot onto the child’s body. One glob
shot up to her chin and dripped down to her
throat. Another went into her long hair that hung
around her shoulders. She was a beautiful vision
as her lover’s sperm covered her body.

Jimmy and Beth collapsed into one anther’s arms.
Beth began to drift off to sleep, but was abruptly
awoken when Tom violently picked his brother up
and pushed him aside.

“My turn, little brother! Now, sit back as I show
you some REAL fucking!”

Beth;s eyes grew wild. “NO! JIMMY, HELP!”
The older boy straddled her cum-smeared form
and moved to mount her. The younger boy woke
up, and went after his brother.

“Tom! Leave her alone! She’s MY girl!”

The older boy frowned and turned around slowly
to face his sibling.

“What? You little punk! I’ve taken enough of
this shit! She’s a FUCK, how many times do I
have to tell you? After I fuck her, she’ll either be
sold to some guy who will drug her up and fuck
her til she OD’s, or WE’LL kill her ourselves!
That’s the way it works! If you don;t like it,
TOUGH! Now, go back to the car if you can’t
take it. Let me have my fun in peace.” The older
boy inserted his cock into the young girl’s body,
and thrust his entire 8 inches into her.

“UGGGGHH! She’s TIGHT! Good thing you
got her all wet. I slid right in!” Tom chuckled as
he began to pump his hips. Beth began to cry.

Jimmy attacked his brother. He knocked the
older boy off from the girl’s nude body. There
was a popping sound as the boy’ manhood was
forced from the tight chamber of the 11-year-old
girl’s freshly fucked body.

“You little bastard!” Tom screamed as he came
back at his brother. His responses were slow,
though, and his younger brother knocked him to
the ground. Jimmy grabbed Beth’s hand, jerked
her to her feet and pulled her toward the car.
Just as they reached the front door, a headlight
blinded them. Jimmy could hear a car door slam.
Tom was passed out on the ground by where Beth
had been raped.

“Nice little piece of ass from the looks of it,
Jimmy! Now, where you going in such a fuss?”

A shadow appeared in the lights and slowly
approached. Jimmy was able to make out the
huge form of Toby Monroe. He had a gun in his
hand.

***************************************

“You weren’t planning on cheating me outa $200,
were you, Jimmy?”

“What? $200? What are you talking about?”

“Your brother and I worked out a trade. This
little one for the $200 debt he owes me for his
latest batch of stuff. I also told him I’d give him
some extra stuff.”

Beth cried and clung to Jimmy.

“Listen, Toby. I’ll pay you the $200. Let me take
her with me.”

“No deal, Jimmy. I’ve seen her now, and I want
her. I have plans of my own for this doll this
evening. Now, hand her over. I don’t want you
to get hurt, kid.”

“No, Jimmy! Don’t let them take me!” Beth
cried.

“Toby, I love her. She’s my girl. I can’t let you
have her.” Jimmy pleaded.

“You’re breaking my heart, kiddo.” Toby nodded
toward his men. Beth screamed as a pink dart hit
her leg and penetrated it. “Knock-out dart. She
won’t feel any pain. Can’t risk her trying to claw
my eyes out, Jimmy.” He looked at the dart and
then at Jimmy. “I ain’t gonna use no dart on you,
Jimmy. This gun’s got real bullets that makes real
holes. Back up, and leave her where she is, or I’ll
shoot.” Toby cocked the gun.

Jimmy knew that he was helpless. If he tried to
save her, he’d be killed. His only chance of saving
her was to let the men take her, then follow them.

“Okay, Toby. I give up.” He raised his hands and
moved away from the crying girl. She began to
fall to the ground as the dart took affect on her
body.

“Jimmy! Please don’t leave me!” She fell to the
ground, fighting to stay awake. Jimmy could do
nothing.

The men approached her, scooped her over their
shoulders and loaded her into their car.

“Real smart boy, Jimmy. Now, I can’t have you
chasing us in your car.” He pointed the gun at
the tires and shot a bullet in each one. Jimmy
jumped at the shots. he watched the air leak out
of the tires. “If you try to find us, I will shoot you
instead of your tires next time, Jimbo. Don’t fuck
with me, kid.” Toby backed away, got into the
car, and they screeched away.

It was approaching 12:30 am, cruising at a slightly illegal 70 mph; top 40 country was blaring in the mini-van. Don Chaney was on his way home from a weeklong business trip to southern California. He was about 80 miles from home, about 2 hours left to drive until he reached his north coast home.

“What the hell?” Don could see up ahead on the right shoulder of the sparsely traveled Hwy. 128, a vehicle on it’s roof, the wheels still spinning. Don came to a screeching halt about 100 yards past the overturned vehicle. Don backed his van to within a few feet of the wreck. Jumping out of the van, Don hurriedly walked to the dark blue Ford Taurus. Looking inside the passenger window Don could see a female still in her seat belt in the driver’s seat. No other persons could be seen in the vehicle. Don opened the door and called out to the woman.

“Are you all right, can you hear me,” he yelled. There was no response. Don was torn between taking the time to go back his van and retrieve his cell phone or providing first aid. Don chose the latter. Unlatching the seatbelt the woman slumped into Dons arms. Don tried to hold the woman’s head still while maneuvering her out the door. Once on the roadway Don could see the woman completely. There were no obvious signs of serious injury. (more…)