She looked over once more, she saw the hole the stone made and she moved towards it. Her back was towards him now.
Ivan moved. He moved quickly and silently. He crossed five metre easy when his job got easier. She crouched down to pick up the stone. Ivan pulled out a rubber ball and a piece of string from his pockets. He tied the string in a loop around the ball leaving about half a metre of string on either side of the ball. He crossed the last five metres and made his move.
Rosie crouched down to reach for the pebble. She sat on her haunches, just as her hand came into contact with the snow however she felt a jab in her ribs. She opened her mouth to cry out with annoyance over pain but something rounded was forced into her mouth and pulled back pulling her head with it. Her back collided with a strong surface and she felt a string being tied around her head sealing the ball in her mouth. She reached up to grab it but her reactions were slower. She was in shock. Two larger hands grabbed hers and pulled them above her head. She felt something cold clamp around one of her wrists and then a similar sensation happened to the other.
Ivan jabbed out with two fingers and poked the girl in the ribs. He then dropped the ball in front of her face and using the string pulled it into her gaping mouth. He pulled back and slammed her back into his chest. He quickly tied the string around her head and then grabbed her hands as they reached for the makeshift ball gag. Ivan yanked her arms up above them both and slipped some cuffs onto her wrists. “Careful now this is going to hurt.”
Rosie heard the man behind her speak, her mind was racing trying to catch up with reality when suddenly all thought was cut off, her arms were yanked behind her and the was a loud pop as both her arms were dislocated from their sockets. She tried to scream in pain as it tore through her like a fire but the rubber ball in her mouth halted all noise.
Ivan wanted this done quick so he pulled her arms back and dislocated them, he heard a pop as he did this. He quickly pulled them all the way round and then grabbed both arms at the top. He pulled back and up and there was another pop.
Rosie continued to scream into the ball as her arms were pulled behind her further, suddenly her muted screams stopped as she heard another pop and a sudden sensation of relief ran through her as her arms popped back into place and her pain ceased. The man proceeded to pick Rosie up from behind and carried her by her waist into the alley. Rosie was panicking now as her situation grabbed her by her metaphorical balls. She was gagged and her hands were cuffed behind her and she was being carried by a man considerably stronger and undoubtedly older into an alley. Two scenarios popped into her head, both bad. He was either going to kill her or rape her, she tries to push third scenario of him raping her then killing her out of her mind.
Ivan carried the girl to the alleyway. “Listen to me,” he said “shh, shh, don’t be scared I’m here to help,” he lied. He could see the fear in the girls eyes, in his mind he smile a perverted smile. The girls breathing was fast and heavy. Ivan pulled out his penknife and showed it to her, her breathing heightened again as her eyes widened at the site of a knife. “Shh, shh, now child, I’m not going to use this unless you force me too, am I understood?” She nodded quickly. “Ok I’m going to take your gag off in a second and I’m going to ask you some questions, you are not going to scream, you are not going to shout, in will use this knife in such a manner that no one will hear your screams if you try, am I understood?” The girl nodded again. Ivan undid her gag and eased the ball out gently. “Now let’s start, my names Ivan, what’s yours?” The girls eyes darted between Ivans and his knife but she responded slowly. “R-Rosie,” Ivan nodded slowly. “That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” Ivan said and he genuinely meant it. She was indeed beautiful. “How old are you Rosie?” Rosie again was reluctant to comply but she responded again, “fourteen” Ivan looked stunned and mouthed fourteen in a shocked expression. “My, my, you do not have the body of a fourteen year old miss Rosie, you have the body of a goddess if I may be so bold.”
Rosie shed a single tear as she knew this was all preparation, a mental mind game for what was to come. Ivan saw this tear and said “what’s wrong?” Rosie spoke with a shivering voice and had to take a couple of shaky breaths. “You’re going to rape me aren’t you?” Rosie was dreading the answer. “Well I’m afraid in my profession there isn’t a lot of time for indulgences so I have to make time and you managed to make my schedule.” Rosie wanted to cry badly but at the same time didn’t want to show her fear. “Now this is a scenario with two ways to go, one you struggle I rape you in the most violent fashion, kill you quickly and bury you in the snow for some perverted tramp to come along or option two, I gently undress you, I’ll have my fun whilst trying to make this beneficial to you to, I’ll dress you and then you’ll be free to go. Now I don’t know about you but option two sounds like the better option here, what do you think?” Rosie thought quickly in her brain, there was no escaping this guy, she was backed against a wall if she tried anything he’d stab her. She slowly resided herself to a simple nod. “There we go that wasn’t so hard was it?”
Ivan got down on his knees in front of the girl and reached his hands out. He got a firm grip on her muscular and toned thighs. She must be athletic, he slowly moved his hands up her thighs and into her skirt. He felt Rosie tense up as she knew this was the invasion she had been waiting for. Slowly his hands met her hips and he moved them towards each other until they covered the sweet spot of Ivans dreams. He reached up again to her hips and latched onto the top of her tights, he slowly put his fingertips inside and lightly dragged them down revealing her bare legs. He heard the girl shiver as her legs became exposed to her rapist. When they reached the tops of her boots he drew his knife and slowly and carefully cut them from her ankles. Once this was done he discarded them to the side of the scene unfolding. His hands moved up again underneath Rosie’s skirt and he found the sides of her panties waiting for him, like the tights he repeated the process of gently lowering them and then cutting them from her body.
Rosie felt a cool breeze travel up her skirt and touch her bare pussy. She closed her eyes and let out a silent tear knowing it was close now. She felt Ivan lift the front of her skirt up and his head travelled under it. She could feel his warm breath on her sensitive flesh and it triggered something inside of her. She could feel a primal urge raging within her body. “No” she thought “this cannot be happening,” she felt it though, she could feel her muscles contract and she could feel fluid slowly seeping into her netheregions.
Ivan dipped his head under the girls skirt and gazed upon the most glorious sight he’d ever seen. A virgin pussy ready for the taking. He could see the girls hips quivering and was going to ask her what was wrong when he smelt it, the unmistakeable stench of arousal. Was this girl horny? Did she want to be fucked? Impossible she was crying, she didn’t want this. Ah fuck it if she’s wet, she’s wet. Ivan lifted a finger to her damp pussy and slowly but surely pushed it inside of the young girl. At this Ivan heard a most delectable sound, a whimper of a young girl freshly out of innocence. Ivan got to the first knuckle when he felt some resistance. “Brace yourself” he said and he pushed forward, he prepared for a scream or even a protest but was met with neither. What he thought was her hymen was in reality her muscles clamping down on the intrusion and when he pushed through he heard a loud, clear moaning.
What am I doing?! Thought Rosie as she moaned out load as Mickey pushed his finger into her gaping snatch, little did he realise that Rosie had taken a hairbrush to her hymen two years ago. Although a virgin Rosie was far from innocent in sexual practices. Mickey slowly pulled out and Rosie heard herself gasping for breath as he did so. “Turn around” Rosie heard from below. Rosie did as instructed and faced the wall. She felt firm hands on her waist as she was pushed forward into the wall mashing her breasts into her chest. She felt Mickey place his hands on the insides of her thighs and he pushed gently allowing her to spread her legs. Once he was done she felt what she didn’t want to feel that night. She felt a finger pressed against her back door. Oh no, she thought, please don’t do it, please don’t do it. She felt the finger pull back slightly, but only for a second, after that second she felt the tip push against her sphincter and it parted letting him in by only half a centimetre but already Rosie was in pain.
3. Rosie’s rape (possible endings):
Ending 1
Rosie gasped as she came down from her high. God she’d never felt so good in her entire life. She felt Mickey slowly withdraw from her anus and then the felt the cold air rush in as she was left open and exposed to the cold air. It sent brilliant shivers up her spine. “Well done Rosie, you are one amazing woman,” Rosie smiled and was about to stand but Mickey put a hand on the small of her back keeping her down, Rosie was confused for a second,
Mickey looked down at his beautiful prize, he looked over her beautiful back, her shapely legs, her firm bottom, her pert breasts, her toned body and most of all that beautiful face. He held her in place with one hand and regretted what he was going to do before it even happened. She could’ve been more but now she knows my face, now she knows my name.
Rosie heard him speak again, “Rosie my dear, would you lay flat on your stomach, I have a special surprise,” Rosie not thinking any different complied and laid herself down. She felt mickeys presence leaning over her, she felt his cool fingers tracing her spine and she smiled contently. Suddenly she felt a sharp sting but she couldn’t pinpoint where on her body the sting had come from. She tried to push up but her arms didn’t so much as flinch, she tried looking around but her head wouldn’t move and inch, she tried moving her eyes but they didn’t respond. She felt a weariness overcome her and then the world went dark as Rosie fell asleep.
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