I parked my car two blocks away from the theatre. In the trunk I had my drone, a laptop, a spare set of clothes, un unloaded handrailgun, and a tank of bleach mixed with alcohol (though I would have preferred her to be conscious, some chloroform could have been useful to knock her out) and some large nitrile gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints.
As I had thought, the theatre was half empty, safe for the first few rows. If I sat in the back, I would have stood out more.
The play was about an arranged marriage between a Japanese noblewoman and an American admiral. The kind of story you only see in theatres and tear jerky soap operas.
She was the only reason I didn’t fall asleep. She danced so gracefully on stage in her blue kimono. Too bad she just made a few appearances in the background and didn’t speak a word. If it weren’t for her accent, she would have been casted as the lead actress for sure.
I left before the play ended and rushed back to my car. I changed my clothes and tucked a ski mask under a surgical face one.
I connected my phone to the drone and flew it towards the theatre, looking at the camera stream on my laptop to guide it. I found her car in the employee’s parking spot and landed my drone nearby.
I heard the engine start. I made the drone hover right next to her. I couldn’t afford to lose her and it was too dark for her to spot my device. I stayed hot on her heels until I recognized the houses from her videocall.
I flew the drone above the buildings and saw her enter one of those new smart homes that plague the LA suburbs. Great news. This would have made it easier for me to enter.
Once the drone had returned to me, I drove to her place, turning off the headlights three blocks from my destination.
I set the alarm on my phone for an hour later, attached it to my drone and flew it next to her window. My phone’s ringtone sounds like a police siren. My plan was to run out of her house as soon as it rang. This will also make her think the police is already after me, delaying her call.
I parked my car near her porch, leaving the keys in the ignition.
I wore the gloves and the ski mask.
I mirrored the screen of my laptop on the only smart tv nearby, then I played a recording I had made with a voice synthesizer.
“Alexa, unlock the front door”
I pulled the handle forward with one hand and grabbed my handrailgun with the other.
She was sitting on the couch frantically pressing every button of the tv remote, trying to turn off the screen mirroring.
I sneaked up behind her and hit her on the head with the butt of my gun.
She fell prone to the floor but she was still conscious. She stood up and looked at me.
I pointed the gun at her and said: “Give me all your money”
She looked at me in the eyes, clenching the bathrobe she was wearing and said: “Please don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything”
“You heard what I said! Take one of your bags and fill it with all the money you have”
I actually had no intention of taking her money, because if I did, she would have certainly called the police to retrieve them. There was a small chance she wouldn’t have done so to report her rape, since that’s what she wanted.
It was just for show. Regardless, she did follow my instructions, but all she had was the money in her wallet.
“Is that all?” I asked.
“Yes, please that’s all I have got”
“Liar! If you don’t want to give me your money, I’ll take something else from you!”
I tossed my gun on the couch and grabbed her arms, pulling them above her head.
Up close, the difference between our builds was evident. She was over a foot taller than me, and her shoulders were much larger than mine.
She could have easily overpowered me and reach for my gun if she wanted. But she didn’t. Besides, my handrailgun was unloaded just in case.
I untied her bathrobe and tossed it to the floor. She wasn’t wearing anything else. She started crying crocodile tears.
I grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it with all my might. She let out a scream which I suffocated with my hand.
Her pussy was leaking like a water spring.
“What is that? Are you enjoying it you dumb slut?”
“No, it’s not like that. I just got out of the shower.”
I took the belt of her bathrobe and tied it around her mouth. She bit it and shook her head. Tears flowed from her puppy eyes.
I unzipped my pants, threw her to the ground and went on top of her. The tip of my cock pressing against her entrance.
It all went in without resistance, even as she tried to crawl away from me, her hips were shaking.
She managed to spit out the belt and screamed: “Condom!”
“I ain’t fucking you with a stupid condom you dumb whore! I am giving you AIDS and a baby”
She tried to clench her legs but her pussy was loose. During an actual rape, pussies get tighter because they don’t want to be fucked.
If I hadn’t known that, she would have fooled me into thinking her attempts to escape were sincere. She was a really good actress.
My cock ravaged all the way inside her cunt. The tip of my dick almost touching her womb.
A loud moan escaped her mouth. It was a moan of pleasure that she disguised as pain. As she opened her mouth to scream, I readily put my tongue inside.
She didn’t try to bite, nor did she kiss back. Her tongue just stayed there motionless, before retreating to the back of her throat.
Since she wasn’t kissing me back, I put my mouth on her massive brown nipple. I flicked it with tongue a few times, going around in circles.
Then I sank my teeth into it as hard as I could, until I felt blood running down my lips. Her scream deafened my ears. It wasn’t enough for me to hurt her, I wanted to leave a scar that would always remind her of me. She would be mine forever, branded like a cow.
I was getting close to cum and didn’t actually want to get her pregnant. So, I pulled out my cock and rubbed it against her anus.
She looked relieved for a moment. My guess is that she didn’t want to get pregnant either.
I pushed it harder against her entrance, but it wouldn’t get in.
I saw her spread her legs further, then she grabbed my shaft, guiding the tip inside.
“I just want it to end. Please just make it quick”
I hit her on the face for that. She deserved it.
I pushed her head to the floor and held her down tightly by the neck.
I fucked her ass as fast as I could. It was tight and rough like sandpaper with the blood dripping on her taint as the only lube.
She could barely breathe. With each of my thrusts she gasped for air, muffling her moans.
I felt pressure rising inside my dick. Her asshole felt much tighter. My cock was so swollen I struggled to move it inside her during my last few thrusts.
I released my cum inside her blood dripping asshole. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She was pretending to be unconscious.
While I was wiping blood and cum off my now flaccid cock, I heard my phone’s alarm.
It was time to scram, and quickly.
I took my stuff and ran to the door. Got in the car and drove a couple of blocks away before piloting my drone back to me.
As I left the suburbs, the traffic got heavier.
I spotted a police car just down the street, stuck in traffic with me.
It took my same turn once, then twice. Was it following me or was I being paranoid? Maybe they were alerted by my ringtone?
I drove three times in circle at the nearest roundabout. They took the third exit, without paying me any mind.
I took a long detour downtown, making sure no one was behind me, before heading back to my hotel.
And yet, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something went completely wrong.
What if she wasn’t playing dead? Maybe I had actually killed her. The cops must be right on my tail by now, I thought.
And what the hell came to me when I decided to bite her tit? Forensics could compare the marks I had left on her body with my teeth. Maybe I still had time to rip them out of my gums and dispose of them. No, it would look too suspicious.
Exhausted, I fell asleep and had nightmares about going to prison. I woke up early in the morning. I packed my things and left without a word, leaving my room keys on the reception’s counter. As I was driving, I fully expected my house to be surrounded by police cars. But when I arrived there was nobody there. Only neighbours to whom I never spoke.
I decided to check the rapebait forum again.
There was just a new untitled post, written by….my heart skipped a beat… Rosangrienta35! She was still alive! I was so relieved!
The post read:
Success!! Good things come to those who look for them. The man I met at the bar came back for me last night. He was covered head to toe, but I knew it was him because He had the same eyes.
Yesterday I came back home from an exhausting day at work. I just wanted to take a quick shower and fall asleep while masturbating on the couch, looking at that stud who plays Enrico Hernández from “El bosco de los pecados”
Now, I don’t know how, but He managed to hack the computer which controls my house.
When He got in, He threatened me with a big gun because He wanted all my cash. But I needed it and I wasn’t willing to give it up to him without a fight.
So, I just lied and said I didn’t have any. “Hell, search my house all you want, I’ll look with you” I said.
But He wasn’t really there for the cash, I think. Or maybe He thought I was some kind of super rich celebrity just because I’m pretty, wore an elegant dress and own a house.
Either way, He had his way with me. He threw me to the ground and tossed away my bathrobe.
Here’s the thing. The gun He was holding was too big to be handled with one hand, and He needed both to squeeze my tiddies like when you milk a farm cow.
My pussy was overflowing ever since I started masturbating earlier, but only now He noticed.
While I laid helplessly on the floor, He fucked me raw until He was satisfied.
It felt so much better than doing it with a condom!
When He placed his tongue in my mouth, I felt the urge to kiss him but I didn’t want him to know I was having the time of my life.
I gave in when He tried to rape my ass and couldn’t fit his dick in without my help.
He used me like a fleshlight, and when He was done with me, He came in my ass and left me fainted on the floor.
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