Message-ID: <7734eli$9801231816@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: chucktie@aol.com (Chucktie) Subject: "THE CLUB", story 2, "Joey's Sister-in-law" 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: <19980123143700.JAA18973@ladder01.news.aol.com> The following story is fictional, it contains graphic non-consensual sex and is intended for mature audiences. THE CLUB - "Joey's sister-in-law" Chapter 1 >From the car Bruce watched the burly man leave the small twin house and get into the car. He checked the photo in the folder, It was Donna's husband, heading for his Monday night bowling . According to the information he went bowling every Monday, then he and his buddies would go to the bar and close it. He didn't get home. Bruce hoped the information was accurate. He was a big man and he would not want him to find him raping his wife. Bruce made a mental note to keep his revolver close by at all times. Bruce had been a member of the club for 5 years. He had lost count of the number of rapes he had committed as a member. It was getting harder to provide the club with new victims. He had gone through all his close friends and distant relatives. Now he felt like a detective as he would gather information on a prospective mark. It took three months to gather enough background on his latest submission. She was a new employee at work. Bruce had befriended her and they soon became daily lunch companions. It was at these lunch meetings that he was able to gather all the personal background information required. A few photographs at the company picnic and borrowing her car on one occasion so he could get copies of her house keys and he had all he needed. Carol was going to make some club member very happy. Bruce would love to take her himself but that was against club rules. Her husband was scheduled to be out of town on business this week and one of the members would take advantage of that. Hell, she might be getting fucked at this very moment.He breathed a sigh of relief when the club notified him she had been accepted. They always verified the information before you received a new file. It had been at least 5 months since his last rape. He remembered it like it was yesterday as she was the first ,and only, redhead he had ever had, and boy was she a looker. He fucked her three times, a personal best. That was one thing you could count on with the Club, they had very high standards, you never got a dog. He pulled out Donna's photograph. She was 28 yrs old, about 5'3", short brown hair. Her breasts were not very large but she had great legs. Whoever had turned her in had gotten a photograph of her in a bikini by the pool. She had a great smile though he doubted he would see much of it tonight. He wished it would hurry up and get dark so he could get started with his plans. Chapter 2 According to the file Donna was a nurse and worked alternating shifts. The ideal time to get her would be on a day when she had the night shift and her husband was at work. However Bruce's own job prevented him from doing this. Therefore, Monday night while the husband went bowling was his best option. If the information in the file was correct, Donna was on day shift this week. This meant she had to report to work by 7:00 AM. When Donna worked day shift she supposedly went to bed by 9:00. Bruce hoped this was true. He wanted to have at least 3 hours with the lady. At 45 yrs old he did not bounce back as quickly as he used to. He knew he would come in a matter of minutes the first time he did her, the excitement of the rape always made him come quick. He needed enough time to get it up again and give her a good slow leisurely fucking. Bruce looked at his watch, it was now 9:15. He hoped the girl did not decide to stay up late tonight. It would be another three weeks before he would get this opportunity again. He was confident the information he had received was accurate, it always was. Bruce noticed a light in the back of the house go off. This could be it thought Bruce. Sure enough the rest of the downstairs lights were soon turned off. Bruce looked upstairs and waited. The lights in the front bedroom soon came on. Bruce could not see any movement in the room. He hoped he didn't have to wait for her to take a shower or anything. About 5 minutes latter the light went out and all was still. This was it thought Bruce as he the adrenaline started to flow. He looked at his watch, it was 9:30, he should have plenty of time. He checked to make sure he had everything. The gun, a small pistol was in his right pocket, a roll of duct tape in his left. He had a small flashlight and most important a key to the back door. Bruce was glad the girl lived on a dark street. He was dressed in black so he should be able to slip around to the back of the house without being seen. Chapter 3 Bruce inserted the key into the door lock and held his breath. It worked, he was in the rest should be routine. As he entered the room he turned on his flashlight, he was in the kitchen. On the wall he saw a phone. Gently he lifted the receiver off the hook. He heard a dial tone, good thought Bruce, shes not talking on the phone. He left the phone off the hook so she would not be able to dial 911 if she heard him before he got upstairs. Slowly Bruce made his way upstairs, hoping the steps were not creaky. No such luck, the first two he stepped on let out with loud moans. Bruce didn't hesitate, he ran right up the steps. Donna heard the footsteps and looked at the alarm clock. It was only 9:45, she didn't think she had been asleep that long. Allen must have come right home from Bowling, she wondered why ? As she found the light switch and turned it on the door burst open, she looked and gasped when it was not Allen standing there. She looked at the strangers face, then at the gun he was holding, she was speechless. "Hello Donna, my name is Bruce. You don't know me but I know all about you. Just keep quiet and do everything I say and you won't get hurt ." Donna was paralyzed with fear, her eyes riveted to the gun. She still had not realized what was happening. How did this man know her name. She heard the instructions but did not move. " Get out of bed now I said ", once again she heard him but froze. Bruce stepped towards and placed the barrel of the gun next to her forehead. "If you don't start doing what I say when I say it I'm going to have to use this" The cold steel against her forehead snapped Donna back to reality. She climbed out from under the covers and stood in front of the bed. " Please don't hurt me she begged " Bruce ignored her as stepped back to look at the girl. She was wearing a sweatshirt that came down to her knees. "Take the shirt off he commanded " "Please" stammered Donna..."Take it off now", He did not allow her to finish . Frightened, Donna now did as she was told. Soon she was standing before him, naked except for a flimsy pair of panties. Bruce admired her breasts, they were small but they were firm and pointy. "Take the panties off too " Donna did not hesitate this time, tears came to her eyes as she realized she was about to be raped. "please mister, please don't hurt me " she begged. "That's up to you kid, if you cooperate you will be fine, now turn around and put your arms behind her back. " As Donna did as she was told Bruce put the gun back in his pocket and retrieved the roll of duct tape. He held her wrists together and wrapped the tape around them several times. After she was bound he put the tape away and removed his coat. Bruce walked up behind Donna and put his hands on her shoulders. She trembled as he began exploring her body with his hands. He massaged her breasts gently, playing with the nipples until they were hard and tight. He turned Donna around so that she was facing him and forced her to sit on the bed. She sobbed as be began removing his clothes. Soon he was naked, standing in front of her. His cock was rock hard, ready to explode. "Take it in your mouth Donna" She did as she was told, her husbands penis was much larger than this so she had no trouble . Bruce watched her head moving back and forth in his crotch. He knew he would come immediately and did not even try to stop it. He shot his load , catching Donna off guard. She swallowed some by accident but spit out most of his cum. Bruce didn't mind, this was a lets get it over with blow job. In another hour or so he'd be ready for the real action.. Bruce was self conscious about the size of his penis so he immediately put his boxer shorts back on. Donna took this as a sign that he was finished and started to relax. That wasn't so bad she thought, now if this horrible man would just leave her house. Bruce looked at her and laughed. He knew exactly what she was thinking, it had happened before. 'Don't worry Donna, I'm not through with you yet. I just need some time to recharge my batteries. In a little while we'll get on with the main event, that was just warm up." The queasy feeling quickly returned to Donna's stomach and once again she began to weep. Chapter 4 Bruce had Donna lay down on the bed, her hands still bound behind her back. He massaged her breasts and her pussy as he talked to her, Telling her all the information about her he had learned through the Club and making sure she knew the consequences if she reported this incident to the police. She could not believe what this stranger knew about her personal life. Someone who knew her and her husband very well had provided the information. This disturbed her even more than thinking about the things this man was about to do to her. Bruce looked at his watch and saw that it was almost 11:00. According to the file the husband would not return until 2:30 but he did not want to take any chances. It was time to get started . His cock was still limp but he knew how to take care of that. Donna screamed out as Bruce suddenly mauled her breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples. "Stop that hurts she cried" "Shut up bitch, its time to get down to business". One look at Bruce's face and Donna knew he meant it. He was an entirely different person now. While they talked he was very calm and methodical. Now the man was full of rage. Bruce grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a sitting position . " Get off the bed now" , he commanded. Donna was not fast enough so he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her off the bed, throwing her to the floor. "On your knees bitch, now your going to suck me off like the whore you are." Donna knelt in front of him, now fearing for her life, as Bruce once again removed his boxers. Life was returning to his cock, the violence had done its magic. Donna tentatively started sucking, afraid to anger him by doing anything wrong. She could feel his penis hardening and growing in her mouth as she built up a good pace. Bruce sat on the edge of the bed and allowed the girl to do her work. He knew there was no danger of cumming too soon this time, He could last an hour if he wanted too. He was going to make her suck him until her jaw ached.. It was only about 20 minutes but it seemed like an hour to Donna as she was still working on this mans prick. He showed no signs of cumming as she began to tire. Bruce sensed her slowing down so he decided to help her out. Once again grabbing her hair he began slamming his penis down her throat. Tears welled in Donna's eye's as she allowed him to abuse her mouth. Suddenly she was being pulled to her feet. She was thrown onto the bed and rolled on her back. He grabbed an ankle in each hand and spread the girl's legs.In one swift motion he buried his cock to the hilt. Donna screamed in agony and a hand quickly clamped down over her mouth. Quiet bitch or I'll shove the gun up your ass and pulled the trigger. Donna could see he was out of control. She closed her eyes and prayed it would be over soon. Bruce was in his glory now. He started pounding away at Donna's dry pussy. Slowly her pussy expanded to accommodate him and the pain eased. Bruce felt like he could go on forever. He pulled out and rolled Donna onto her stomach . "Kneel like a dog bitch", Donna did as she was told. Bruce wasted no time in slamming into her battered pussy again. He reached out and grabbed a handful of the girls hair and pulled her head up while he rode her. Donna thought the assault would never end. Bruce could feel himself tiring. He looked at the alarm clock and saw it was after midnight. Time to bring this episode to an end. Bruce pulled out and once again rolled Donna onto her back. This time he straddled her face. "Open wide sweetheart " Donna parted her lips and once again she had a cock pounding against the back of her throat. Bruce fucked her mouth with long hard strokes. Finally he felt his orgasm mount. With one final thrust Bruce buried his cock in Donna's throat a shot a stream of hot cum, she had no choice but to swallow this time. Completely spent, Bruce climbed off Donna. It was now 12:45 and he was worried her husband would return soon. Quickly he dressed, then once again he rolled Donna over onto her stomach but this time it was so he could remove the duct tape from her wrists. "Remember sweetheart, this has to remain our little secret or someone you love very much is going to get hurt." Donna listened as Bruce left the house. She heard the back door close and she started crying hysterically. She wanted to cry herself to sleep but she knew she must clean up the room before her husband came home. No one must ever know what happened. "The End" Look for the third of the CLUB stories to be posted soon. See what's in store for Bruce's friend Carol. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |