Message-ID: <4549eli$9710031201@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: forcemee@aol.com (Force Mee) Subject: "Casey's Rape Pt.1" (n/c, inc(?), anal) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971003130401.JAA16728@ladder01.news.aol.com> **DISCLAIMER* * This is a fictional story, intended for adults over the age of 18. If you're younger than that, or live in a state where eroticism is illegal (are there states like that? :) ) Do NOT read. This writer (me) does not condone rape, and/or forceful sex. This is a work of fiction. If you like this, or want to read more, email "forcemee@aol.com". Part 2 will be coming soon. :) ~~~~~**~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~~ Casey Appleton was a normal, average-looking 27-year-old. She was not the stuff that fantasies were built on, and she knew it. So why on earth was she being stalked? She heard the heavy footsteps as they tracked her around the corner and into the parking garage that housed her beat-up Pontiac. They stayed with her, albeit a distance away, as she practically flew down the stairs to sublevel 4 of said garage. They echoed through the maze of shiny cars and pickups that she traipsed around to get to her car. She could feel them growing closer, increasing their speed as she broke into a run a few feet from her car. And she felt the hands as they clamped around her shoulders and yanked her back off her feet, against a very hard, very sturdy male body. "No!" She screamed as they told her to in self-defense class, struggling against the iron-clad grip on her shoulders. "If you don't stop fucking screaming, I'm gonna kill you, bitch." His voice was low, hissed out from between his teeth in a voice so mean, so deadly, that she caught her breath and did as he told her to. "That's a good little slut." He murmured, leaning close to tug hard on her earlobe with his teeth. "You like it when I call you a slut, don't you? You're probably all fucking wet in those panties." She shook her head emphatically, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and rage. "No.. no just let me go. I promise, I haven't seen your face, I... I don't know who you are... but please don't do this to me." He let out a low chuckle, and spun her towards him before she had a chance to react. Closing her eyes tightly, she turned her head away from him, not wanting to see her would-be-attackers face. "Open your eyes, you stupid cunt." With her eyes remaining closed, she shook her head again. He shook her then, hard enough to make her drop the briefcase she was carrying and lose her footing on the cold concrete. Opening her eyes, she stared at the black-clad chest in front of her, somewhat surprised to see the heavily muscled chest, tapering down to a pair of lean hips, encased in black fitted suit pants. "Look at my face. Look up at me. I want you to see who is gonna rape you." She did as he told her once more, her eyes traveling up the length of his body until they rested on a face so familiar, that she had to fight the urge to vomit. "Oh my god... Rick.. why are you doing this?" She exclaimed in a near shout, her eyes as round as saucers on her pale face. "You owe me, you stupid fucking cunt. You owe me for all the nights you didn't let me fuck you. All the nights you flirted with me, showing only a hint of those big titties. You owe me." She shook her head vehemently, starting to struggle against her ex-boyfriend with a vengeance. "Let me GO! Goddammit, I mean it!" He just laughed again, in that odd pitch that sent shivers running up her spine, and shoved her down on the hood of the car. "I've had this planned for weeks, you honestly think I'm gonna let you go now? You're even stupider than you look, you cunt." Pushing up against him as hard as her smallish frame would allow, she let a loud scream tear from her throat, hoping against hope that someone would come down to help her. "Scream all you fucking want. I don't care. No one is around." But there was someone 'around.' Someone who, at first, Casey was delighted to see. Her boss, at the law firm she worked for, Matt. "Matt! Matt!" She screamed as he drew closer, oddly enough, not very fast considering her position on the car, and the black-clothed man holding her there. "Help me! please! he's gonna rape me!" She pushed against Rick again, figuring it was only a matter of minutes before he ran away from a potential arrest. "Help you?" Matt asked in a calm voice. "No, darling. I'm not going to help you. I'm going to help my brother rape you." Reality didn't hit Casey until a few moments after he spoke, her head shaking slowly in denial. "NO! Matt, please! You're a lawyer for christsakes, you can't go around raping women." Matt chuckled, flicking a wry glance to his brother. "Hear that? I can't go around raping women." Rick just laughed and grabbed a handful of Casey's tit in his hand, squeezing the tender flesh roughly with his gloved fingers. "How.. how can you be brothers? I didn't know you were brothers, you don't have the same last name." Casey was frantic now, squirming on the car and thinking of any possible way to escape the torture she knew these two sick individuals would inflict upon her. "That's right, slut." Rick hissed as he leaned down to run his tongue under her chin, licking all the way down to the budding cleavage that was visible above her low-cut shirt. "We don't have the same father, you moron." Matt intoned in his lazy drawl, making his way over to them, his hands working to unbutton his shirt. "Our mother was a slut. Just like you are." Casey shook her head again, letting out a fiery scream as Matt got on top of her car, his large hands encircling her slender wrists, holding them well above her head. "Did you get the rope?" He asked his brother who had managed to bite off all of Casey's buttons on her shirt, and was currently licking a path between her two breasts. "Yep. It's in the bag." Matt nodded and plucked up a black duffel bag from the floor, pulling out a length of solid twine. "Good job, bro." He muttered happily as he began to tie Casey's wrists together, and then around to the door handle of her car, pulling her at an awkward angle, as Ricks weight on top of her was unyeilding. "This fucking hurts" She screamed, looking back to him. "Funny joke, but enough is enough." Matt just shook his head, hopping lithely off the car to wind around to the fender, quickly tying her ankles to either end of the car. "Not a joke, you slut." Rick said as he took a pink nipple between his teeth, tugging roughly on the tender bud. "ow! No!" She screamed and arched her back, the pain spiraling through her body. "please.. please stop." Matt leaned down over her as Rick kept biting and twisting her nipple with his teeth, occasionally moving to the other one, to inflict the same damage. "I'm gonna have to gag you, Casey." He said pleasantly, as if telling her the weather was 70 degrees. With that, he pulled his tie off and shoved it in her mouth, as far down as possible without choking her to death. Rick picked his head up a bit, a swollen beet-red nipple pursed between his teeth and moved over, allowing his brother access to the girl strapped to her own car. Matt pulled off the rest of his clothes, and then made quick work of divesting Casey of hers, Rick having already taken care of his as he was exploring Casey's rather plump appendages. Both men looked up to Casey's face, grinning a similar grin as they saw the tears rolling down her cheeks from beneath closed eyes. They knew she wouldn't put up much more of a fight, as her ankles and wrists were tied too securely to the car. Matt moved his hand down to her dry pussy, he parted her lips and delved two fingers into her tight little hole, tearing the fragile skin in his haste to get inside. Casey made a muffled sound behind her makeshift gag and squirmed a bit, the muscles tensing in her thighs as she tried to close them. "Oh yeah.. little slut is real dry, but she won't be." Casey knew her humiliation would include getting her wet enough so that they could both fuck her, and gloat about her 'hornyness' as they raped her. "Yo, Matt.. bro, this ain't gonna work. I wanna get in that ass too, and with it pressed against the hood, it's gonna be impossible." Matt frowned a bit at Ricks words, his fingers pumping in and out of Casey's moistening cunt, fast and hard enough to rock her against the car. "Shit, you're right." He muttered. "Okay, we'll just tie her another way, so both her ass and pussy will be reachable. Rick seemed to like this because he stood, grinning down at Casey's chest, his bite marks standing out obscenely against her pale flesh. They quickly tied her so that her legs were parallel with the rest of her body, her ankles being fastened to the same door handles that her wrists were, causing her to bend double, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She fought and struggled, but to no avail. The brothers' combined strength far overpowered her. "There... That's better" Rick said as his finger pushed roughly against Casey's clit, nudging it to the side a bit, and pinching it between his thumb and forefinger, hard enough for her to cry out against her gag. Matt grinned down at her, leaning forward to run his tongue down the side of her tear-stained cheek and into her mouth, his teeth tugging at her upper lip from over the gag. "You stupid slut, you stupid fucking slut. did you think you could show it off and not expet us to take it?" Casey shook her head, but it didn't matter, as any denial she would have tried to make was cut off as Rick shoved his index finger into her ass, popping it through the tight ring of her asshole. She bucked up against the car, her eyes closing tightly. "The cunt likes it ,look at her." Rick said gleefully as he pumped his finger in and out, eventually adding a second one to further stretch her virgin anus. Matt looked back and smirked, rising from on top of her and strode over to his brother. "Nah, look. You gotta do it harder than that." He said as he pushed his own finger into her ass, along with Ricks' index and middle ones, grinding it into her ass, up and down, in and out, so hard that she thought she would pass out from the pain. Rick, following the dictates of his older brother, began to do the same with his two fingers, ramming them hard into her ass while his free hand began to roam her pussy again, pinching and rolling her clit between his fingers, causing her cunt to become wet with unwanted arousal. Matt, with one hand ramming against her ass, and the other stroking his enormous cock, moved to the side to stand directly in front of her, the head of his dick pressing against her hole. "Brace yourself, bitch." he said as he rammed his entire length into her, tearing the fragile skin and pushing her back against the car. She screamed into her gag and shook her head wildly as he pumped in and out of her, his balls slapping loudly against her ass, and Rick's hand as it continued to ram into her asshole. Matt, never ceasing in his endless thrusting into her sore cunt, leaned as far forward as he could, bracing himself against the underside of her raised legs, made room for Rick to press against him, and shove his thick cock into her ass, stretching it to the point that she feared it would split her in half. They alternately thrust into her, Matt's long, thick cock, and Rick's equally impressive one. They didn't seem to mind coming this close to one another, in fact through her slitted eyes, Casey saw Ricks tongue come out to run over Matt's neck. Horrified, and in a haze of pain, she closed her eyes quickly, trying to concentrate on anything but the rape of her ass and pussy. They continued on for what seemed like hours, but was, in fact, only about 20 minutes, until Matt pulled out, jacking his cock until it spewed stringy white cum over her face, managing to get on her eyelids and hair, as well as her mouth and nose. Rick didn't last much longer, and he too pulled out, choosing to spew his load onto his own brothers back, rather than on her face as Matt did. Matt only laughed at this and turned around to look at his brother. "Lick it off, bro." Rick chuckled and bent down, lapping up his own cum from his brothers back. They both got dressed quickly and looked down to Casey, who was still sobbing as hard as she could into the gag that was Matt's tie. "Well bitch, I hope you got what you wanted." Matt said as he tweaked her abused nipple painfully. "And we aren't even finished with you yet." -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /