Message-ID: <18526eli$9901211840@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: moxy64@hotmail.com Subject: Alex Mack - The Next Encounter 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: <754kfv$7h4$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> This story contains sexual material and rape. It is to be read by adults only. If this type of story offends you then don't read it. This takes place after the end of the t.v. show and Alex no longer has her powers. Alex Mack - The Next Encounter Alex Mack was young, no more than 16 years old and she had just been raped the previous night by a group of men. They had raped her all night and made her revel in the debauchery of her rape. Alex had been made to climax countless times on the cocks of her rapists. In the end, the teenger had begged the men to fuck her every hole. The young girl had been brutally raped and she had cum like a true whore. Alex was dazed and confused after the ordeal. She left her home early the next morning and decided to take a walk in the park to think things over. This would prove to be a dire mistake. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alex strolled along quielty along the wooded path and tried to come to grips with being raped. She thought she was alone, she was wrong. Alex had always been a shy and friendly girl who usually had a smile on her face. A stranger stepped out from behind a tree and stopped the girl in her tracks. Alex certainly wasn't smiling now. Her face was a mask of fear as she stared at the silent figure pointing a 9mm automatic at her mid-section. "Whaaaht do you want?" She was unsucessful in her effort to keep the fear out of her voice. "You. Nude. Now!" The voice was low and menacing, distorted somewhat by the nylon stocking worn to hide her assailant's identity. "Hurry up and get them off! Or else." Alex started sobbing like the child she was. Oh, god, she thought, this can't be happening to me again. She was in denial. Alex glanced around. They were in a section of the park some distance from the access road and it was early, just after 6:00 a.m. Still dark. The park was deserted. She wished she'd stayed home and remained in bed. The masked figure waved the automatic impatiently and growled, "Get on with it!" Alex cried and took a deep, shuddering breath and pulled her T-shirt up and off. Then she pushed her sweatpants down over her slim hips and let them fall around her ankles. She moved slowly, hoping that someone would happen by and save her. But deep in her heart the girl knew it wasn't going to happen. She was going to be raped yet again. And if she was luck, rape was all that would happen to her. She crouched and slipped her pants off over her tennis shoes. Then she straightened up and her hands went behind her to unhook her bra. As it feel away from her pert, high-set breasts Alex heard a sigh of appreciation from the shadowy figure in front of her. Part of her registed a perverse satisfaction. Her pink nipples hardened into sharp little points as the cold air washed over them. Alex hesitated, glancing around, hoping for rescue. Nobody in sight. She glanced back at her assailant. The hand holding the gun was white. The gun moved. "Get those fuckin' panties off!" The former heroine sobbed deep in her throat as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the plain cotton panties and pushed them down. They fell around her ankles and she stepped out of them while staring at the gun. Alex heard a chuckle as she tried to hide herself behind her hands and crossed arms. "Hands down at your sides, bitch! Now." Alex dropped her hands to her sides and glared at her assailant. She heard another chuckle. "Hmmm. Shaved, just like the big girls!" She blushed and hoped that it wouldn't be noticed in the dark. "Okay, turn around and clasp your hands together behind your neck." She obeyed, slowly and reluctantly. "Now spread your feet apart and bend forward until your staring down at the ground." Again, her obedience was slow and reluctant. This time it didn't go unnoticed. "You'll pay for being so slow and so stupid!" the figure vowed. Alex stared at the ground and wondered what was going to happen to her. She heard a twig snap and then felt the touch of a hand on her buttocks. She took a deep breath and started to cry as the hand stroked her bare ass. There was no doubt now. She was going to be used sexually and then what? Her assailant had said she was going to pay for being slow. Pay how? The hand moved between her legs and she felt it stroke her vulva, a light stroking with the tips of the fingers only and surprisingly gentle. The stroking continued and she was stunned at how easily she became aroused. Alex cried steadily, watching her tears drip into the grass. After a couple of minutes her sobbing changed to moans of pleasure as she was expertly masturbated to orgasm. Alex started to straighten up but a firm hand in the small of her back kept her down. "Don't move, slut." She resumed her position, wondering what was going to be done next. So far, it hadn't been bad other than the shame of being forced to stip nude in public. She didn't have long to wait. Alex heard a zipper and then she felt a hard cock probing at the entrance to her vagina. She bit her lip and stared at the ground as her assailant gripped her slender hips and entered her. She assumed that the gun was readily available and made no attempted to escape. Alex was fucked deep and hard, grunting as the cock slammed home time after time. She couldn't help herself and she moaned as she became aroused again. "Oh no, god no! Please...." Then, in a lower voice, "Yessss. Oh yesss! Fuck me hard! Fuck me. Please fuck me!" Her orgasm was shattering. Alex lifted her head and whimpered with pleasure as she peaked. Then she was on her knees, her hands still clasped behind her neck. Her tormentor circled around and pressed the muzzle of the 9mm automatic against Alex's lips. "Open up, slut, or lose some teeth!" Alex opened her mouth and moaned as four or five inches of cold steel slid into her mouth. "Keep quiet about this or else I'll come back and find you. Understand?" "Ummph!" Alex couldn't form an intelligible word with the barrell of the gun pressing down on her tongue. As it was withdrawn, she swallowed and then whispered, "Yes, I understand. I won't say a word to anyone if you just let me live! Please, let me live!" "Beg, whore! On your belly, lick my boots and beg." Alex Mack swallowed the remnants of her pride and groveled on her belly, licking the pointed tips of her rapist's cowboy boots as she begged for her life. After a couple of minutes the girl was ordered to stop. "Up on your knees." She obeyed and watched as her assailant turned and strolled away, a tall, menacing figure in the still-dark morning. After her assailant had disappeared into the bushes near the access road, Alex rose to her feet and quickly dressed. Then she fled back to her house and took a long hot shower. Later, Alex tried to act as if nothing had happened. Alex didn't know what was happening to her. She was turning into a real slut each time she was attacked and it scared her to death. What kind of sick degenerate had she become? Alex shuddered when she thought about what the next encounter might bring. The End. -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==---------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----