Date: Wed, 21 Sep 1994 22:37:13 UTCSubject: Dark Dreamer Repost: Shower Rape-1   NC/Mf/teen/interracialLines: 570WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!                 SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL:          ********************************************            Copyright 1991   All rights reserved          ********************************************This is a fantasy about rape through threat and intimidation.If that's not your style don't read it.This is the story of a large, powerfully built black rapist whostalks a pretty blonde teen and appears suddenly in her showerone day.    *******************************************************                        Part One     The girl caught his eye and he turned to regard her.Beautiful, without question, but there were many beautiful girlsand women. Something was special about this one, however, somethingcharming innocent.      Her hair was long and lush, a thick and soft main that frameda pretty, elfin face with large blue eyes and a pert little chin.Her lips were full and sensuous though her mouth was small, and heimagined them wrapped around his cock.     He followed the girl's movements down the street, then turnedand followed her, admiring the perfection of her round little ass.She wore jeans and a pretty blue peasant girl top, which revealedher smooth round shoulders.     She was well built, her breasts, braless, pushed out firm andround against the fabric of her top. Her age...perhapsfifteen...sixteen. She showed the adolescent coy delight at hernewfound womanly charms. Her laughter drifted back to him as hefollowed her and another girl down the mall.     He eased back as they left, following them down the quietstreets that surrounded the mall. The other girl parted, bothwaving, and the blonde continued alone. He followed, turning twice,then watching as she walked up the drive of a two story house andwent up to the door.     He checked his watch, then stared as she unlocked the door andwent inside. There were no cars in the driveway. From the time,three thirty, there was likely to be nobody home. Still, he wascareful, always.     He turned away, going back to the mall. He picked up his vanand drove back, parking just down the street from her house. Hetook out a clipboard and made notes, then waited.     An hour later a teenage boy arrived, slightly older than theblonde girl. He noted it. An hour later two more teenage boys,followed closely by a man, and a woman arrived. He noted the timesand then drove off.     The next day he was back at five in the morning. He studiedthe house, watching the windows through binoculars. He watched theman and woman and boys leave. The girl remained. He watched forseveral hours, then saw the girl come out.     He drove away, but was back the next three days, studying thesituation. The times varied only slightly. He snuck into thebackyard the third night, checking out the windows and door. Heleft, satisfied. Tomorrow, he thought.     Amy woke slowly, blinking her eyes against the bright sunlightstreaming through the lacy curtains over her bedroom windows. Sheyawned and rolled over, trying to bury her face in the thickpillow. She dozed lightly for a time, but soon woke again.     She curled up under the covers, delightfully comfortable, thesoft silk nightshirt she wore caressing her ivory skin. She rolledover onto her back and brought her hands up behind her head,looking up at the ceiling.     Her thick blonde hair fanned out below her on the pillow,making a pleasant contrast to the deep black silk of her nightshirtand the paler blue of the pillowcase. Her eyes, wide and brightblue, shifted to the window and took in the sunshine outside.     She sat up, yawning again, throwing back the covers andswinging her legs out over the side of the bed, then stood up andmade her way to the door.     Naked, but for the button-up nightshirt, she walked down thehall to the stairs, then skipped down them to the living room andwent through into the kitchen.      She was alone in the house. It was mid-morning and everyonewas at work but her. The teenager didn't miss them. She was glad ofthe peace and relaxation summer vacation provided, and glad toothat she wasn't forced to get a summer job or something as herbrothers had.     She ran a hand through her thick, fluffy mane of hair, thenopened the fridge and pulled out the milk, pouring a large cup. Sheran through the things she was going to do today. Her schedule waspretty uncertain, which was the way she liked it. It leftopportunities for new fun to present itself.     She took the cup upstairs to the bathroom, sipping as sheclimbed the stairs. Her movements were smooth and graceful, herwillowy body moving easily, all awkwardness of youth gone now asshe approached womanhood.     She set the cup down and closed the door behind her as sheunbuttoned her nightshirt and slipped it over her shoulders. Shehung it on a hook and glanced at herself in a mirror. She studiedher body for a moment, vanity overcoming reserve and discomfort.     Amy hadn't been really comfortable with her body since she'dreached puberty, and it had begun to change in so many ways. Herbreasts had embarrassed her the most, as had the hair that grewbetween her legs.     She'd gotten used to them by now, though. She even thought herbody rather beautiful, though she still blushed frightfullywhenever anyone, particularly a boy, told her so.     She was of medium height, for which she was grateful. She knewhow unhappy her friends, those who were particularly short, orparticularly tall, felt. Being of average height was just aboutperfect, she thought.     Her body was slender but not thin, her breasts high on herchest, round and firm, not sagging the slightest bit despite theirsize. She'd developed early, which was one of the reasons herbreasts had embarrassed her. She'd been a thirty six C at twelve,which, combined with her shortness and slight frame, made her likemore than a little top heavy.     Now with her increased height and size her breasts looked justa little bigger than what would be perfect. They didn't bringstares from the men like some of her busty friends got, and didn'tdraw snotty remarks from people. In fact, they looked perfectlyaverage except when she was naked. Only then would someone noticethat they were somewhat large for her thin chest.     Of course nobody ever saw her naked. The girls at school hadher first year in High school, during Gym class, but gym wasn'tmandatory after freshman year and she'd dropped it.     Some guys had fondled her breasts, and her equally round andfirm buttocks, but only in passing for the most part, and usuallyin the darkness of a parked car. She'd never gone all the way, forthe idea of laying naked with a guy, and him being naked too, wasjust too mortifying to consider seriously.     Bad enough, she thought, at the beach, when the guys stared ather in her bikini. To actually be naked, her skin pressed againsta naked guy, his hands on her, his groin pressed into hers... Theidea was exciting in a way, but she was simply too embarrassed atit to allow the boys their wishes with her.     She raised one straight leg and put her foot on the edge ofthe counter as she ran her hands up and down it. She seldom neededto shave her legs. Hair grew sparsely, and of such a light goldencolor it was hardly noticeable. Even her pussy hair was just alittle bit of fluff along her cleft.     She raised her arms, putting her hands behind her head. No,there was no hair in her armpits either. But then, there never hadbeen. She noticed in passing how her breasts stood out even moreproudly in this position, and felt a slight thrill at the thoughtof someone seeing her like this.     Then she dropped her arms and slid the door of the showerstall over. She reached in and turned on the water, which gushedout of the overhead nozzle. She adjusted it to the righttemperature, nice and hot and steamy, then stepped in and closedthe door behind her.     She let the water pour down over her, thinking about what todo today, who to call on the phone, which of her girlfriends tohang around with. She thought she'd give Jenny a call after hershower and go down to the mall for a little while, maybe scope outsome guys.     She reached for the shampoo, which was sitting on a nearbyshelf, then stepped out of the water and poured a bit into her handand rubbed it into her hair. She soaped up her head thoroughly, hereyes closed as a thick layer of foamy soap rose on her head.     She stepped forward into the stream of water and let it pourdown over her, feeling the soap dissolving and running down herbody. She ran her fingers through her hair, sliding them throughthe thick wet tresses to work the soap out, then shoved her hairback and stepped back out of the water.     She backed into something warm and wet and soft and gave astartled shriek, spinning around and stumbling back into the wallbelow the shower as she tore her eyes open. She stared in shock andhorror a the large muscular naked man that stood there grinning ather, his back against the shower door.     "Wh... wh... who are you!?" she cried. "What do you want? Howdid you get here?"     Her hands frantically tried to cover her nakedness, her rightarm crossing her breasts and her left hand cupping her pussy mound.The man, a bald black man, didn't answer, grinning still.     "What do you want?" she asked again, her voice high and shrilland frightened.     Terror made her body tremble as she stared at the man. Hisbody, wet from the shower, glistened, his muscles thick andrippling. His head was bald but shaved that way, she thought, andbetween his thickly muscled thighs was a black bush of pubic hairand a penis, thick and black and half erect.     She stared at him, appalled, her eyes flicking from hisarrogant smile to his groin, then back again. She glanced past himat the door, ruling as hopeless any thought of getting past him.     "What do you want?" she asked again, her chin trembling as shefought to hold back a sob. She was horribly embarrassed at hernudity, and the way his eyes took it in. He hadn't said a word,hadn't moved towards her. She knew what he wanted, though, holdingonto a slim, a very slim hope that she was wrong.     "I'll scream!" she cried.     "Nobody will hear it," he said, smiling. His voice was deepand rich.     "What do you want?" she asked again.     "To fuck you."     The words sent a jolt of fear through her.     His eyes studied her there, a quirky smile on his face as shecontinued to try and cover the lushness of her naked body.      At last he stepped forward. Amy backed into the corner of theshower stall, whimpering, a sob escaping her lips. The man was toopowerfully built to even consider fighting. She, who had neverfought anyone, who considered both exercise and violence to beludicrous concepts, was in no position to refuse this man anythinghe desired, and, she was sure, what he desired was her.     His hands gripped her wrists and lifted them effortlessly awayfrom her body, raising them in the air and pinning them backagainst the wall behind her. He stared down at her, grinning still.Amy's eyes bulged as she stared up in terror.     "Please," she whimpered. "Please. Please don't!"     Then he pulled her wrists together, holding them in one largeblack hand. The other hand slid down under her chin, caressing herthroat. He closed his hand, easily encompassing her narrow throatwith his large, sausage-like fingers. He didn't squeeze much, justa bit, then his hand slipped away.     It was a threat, and she knew it. She trembled at the idea ofwhat he could do to her. Her mind replayed all the gruesome horrorstories she'd heard, of the things insane men did to pretty girls.Rape was far from the worst thing that could happen to her, sherealized then.     His big hand slid down her chest, then stroked the flesh ofher breasts. He cupped her left breast, lifting it gently, asthough weighing it. His fingers slid up onto the nipple and strokedit lightly.     "Nice. Nice tits," he sighed. "Nice everything."     "Oh God," she sobbed.     He bent and his mouth came down on her breast, his lips aroundher nipple. He sucked softly, like a baby suckling at its mother'sbreast. His tongue flickered against her nipple as he took it intohis mouth, and his teeth closed around it, gnawing ever soslightly.     He pulled his lips away, then licked a trail across to herother breast. His tongue was large and pink and soft. He lappedupwards against her other nipple, then closed his lips over it andsucked. She said nothing, did nothing, frozen in fear andhelplessness and humiliation.     His tongue curled around her nipple and slid upwards onto herchin, then over her jaw and against her lips, which she closedtightly. He cupped her breast again, his fingers squeezing harder,then his hand went around behind her and he pulled her chestforward, even as he held her hands pinned together against thewall.     Her chest arched out, her breasts round and hard as her skintightened against them. He bent again and ran his tongue over hernipples, slurping and sucking on the glistening wet little buds. Hekissed them and sucked on them, long minutes passing as his tongueand lips and teeth worked them over.     Her nipples hardened, though not with excitement. Still, heseemed satisfied and stood back, releasing her hands. Sheimmediately tried to cover herself again. He shook his head,grabbing her wrists and pulling them away, a stern look on hisface.     Stand straight and don't try and hide that nice body of yours,honey. You know I'm gonna get what I want."     Reluctantly, fearfully, she let her arms drop to her side,though she stopped as if to hide her figure. He lifted the softwash sponge, the one with the soap inside it, and squeezed it. Soapoozed out.     He pressed the sponge against her chest and began to rub it upand down over her breasts, down her belly and up between her legs.His hand gripped her upper arm and he turned her, then scrubbed thesoapy sponge over her back and down over her buttocks.      He turned her around again so she faced him. She stared inhelpless fear as he handed her the sponge. She hesitated thenraised her hand and took it, making sure not to touch his hand. Shestared at the sponge, then at him, then at the sponge again. Hestepped forward a little and she backed against the wall once more.     His big hand gripped her wrist and raised it, pressing thesponge against his thick, muscular chest. he rubbed it up and downa couple of times then took his hand away. Amy continued to rub thesponge against him, quivering with tension as she soaped up hischest and upper belly.     His hand pushed the sponge downward, and reluctantly she slidit over his lower belly, then up and down his thighs. Again he tookher hand and pressed the soapy sponge into his crotch, against hisgenitals. She clenched her teeth in embarrassment as she sponged uphis cock, making sure again that only the sponge touched him.     He took the sponge from her hand and she backed up again,looking at him in fear. He followed her into the corner, his eyessteady as he looked down at her. His hands came down and he cuppedher breasts, then stroked the slippery, soapy surface, his fingersgliding across.     "Real nice," he sighed.     His hands went around her then and he jerked her forwardagainst him. She squealed as her naked flesh was pressed againsthis. Her breasts mashed against his hard, muscular chest, herthighs and legs and belly pressed into his. She squirmedfrantically to pull back but his hands held her tightly.     Horrified, she could do nothing but moan and whimper as hishands stroked her back and buttocks. His left hand slid down ontoher ass, covering it, squeezing and kneading the soft, soapybuttocks. His right hand went behind her head, his fingers pressinginto her skull, turning her head upwards.     His lips pressed against hers with firm pressure. She tried topull her head away, tried to turn it, but couldn't. She moanedweakly as his lips slid over hers. She kept her lips tightlyclosed, her teeth clenched.     Her mind was spinning with terror and shock as she felt hishardness pressing into her. His erection was hard also, and hadbecome crushed between her belly and his. With appalled shock, shesensed just how long and thick and hard the male organ was.     He pulled his lips from hers briefly, a frown on his face. Heopened his mouth and flicked his tongue out at her, nodding. Shelooked back in fear, not responding. He frowned harder, opening hismouth and nodding. Frightened, she opened her mouth, just a little.     He smiled and she hesitantly smiled as well. Then his lipscame down against hers and his tongue slid into her mouth. Shewhimpered, the sound muffled by his lips. He slid his tongue allover the inside of her mouth, then over her tongue, caressing it.     His fingers were kneading her buttocks and his chest groundagainst her flattened breasts. He pressed her into the corner, thenlet go of her head as he pulled his lips free. His hand went downto his groin and he folded his thick fingers around his prong, thenpressed it down.     He kneed her thighs apart and pressed his groin forward, hisfrighteningly long cock sliding between her thighs, the shaftpressing up against her pubic mound. His hand, the one under herass, gripped the tip of his cock and he sort of humped against her,sawing his cock back and forth between her thighs, pressing it upagainst her cunt slit.     Amy was breathing so hard and fast she was getting lightheaded. She trembled in horror and mortification as she felt hismale organ pressing against her pussy mound. He pressed it upharder, forcing it up into her soft, pulpy cunt mound, mashing itup into her slit, sawing it against the delicate pink flesh within.     "Please don't," she sobbed.     But he ignored her. His heavy, soapy body pressed into hers,slippery and warm. He gripped her left thigh and raised it off thefloor, pulling it high. He pulled his hips back and brought hiscock out from between her thighs, then, keeping her leg open withhis, he pressed his thick, soapy cockhead against her cunt slit andrubbed it back and forth.     Amy felt the pressure mounting as he cockhead pressed againsther vaginal entrance. She felt her pussy lips spreading as theinvader forced its way up between them. She sobbed again, thencaught her breath, staring up at him as he forced the thick organinto her pussy tunnel.     "Noo," she whimpered. "Noooooooo."     He ignored her and his cock, hard and thick, moved into her.She gasped in pain as her tight, virgin hole was forced to spread.His cock pumped lightly against her snatch, using short strokes,each forcing it a little bit deeper.     She cried out, her back arching, her body trying to jerk awayfrom him as his cock pressed into her hymen. She squirmed andthrashed frantically, then gave a cry of pain and sorrow as shefelt her cherry snap and his cock slid up into the previouslyhidden depths of her vagina.     He gripped her thigh again, forcing it up and back, his handcaressing the soft skin as he drove his cock deep into her belly.Her eyes bugged out and she jerked helplessly, her mind shaking andspinning, her body helpless against him.     She sobbed quietly as she felt his cockhead mashing into thevery end of her pussy, felt her pussy lips clinging tightly to hisshaft. She was impaled on his long, thick male organ, and clung tohim, her arms gripping his shoulders to keep from falling.     "Ohhh! Ohh! Ohhh," she moaned.     He bent and crushed his lips against hers again, his tonguesliding into her mouth with intimate freedom. He ground his hipsagainst her, his hard, muscular thighs bruising hers, his big hardorgan twisting and turning inside her belly.     "Tight," he groaned. "Tight, hot pussy."     His hand gripped her head again as he chewed hungrily at hermouth. His lips roved across her face, less gentle now. His lipskissed voraciously, his tongue slid and rasped against her softflesh, and he bit down lightly, fast little nips to her ears andcheek and throat.     She gave a startled cry as he drew his long, sword of a cockback, shocked by the sensation as it slid backwards over her pussylips. Then he pushed forward and his big tool slid back up into herbelly again, drawing a moan of protest.     With just one foot on the floor she had to continued clutchinghis shoulders to keep from falling. His hard soapy body rubbed upand down against hers as he began to slide his cock in and out ofher newly opened pussy tunnel.     She closed her eyes and shuddered as his movements becamesteady, his hard black flesh scraping against her pubic lips as hepumped his organ up and down inside her body. She was being fucked,she realized. She was no longer a virgin, and she was being fucked.     The frantic beating of her heart slowed somewhat with therealization. What was left to fear now? It had been done, was beingdone. She wasn't in much pain any more and most likely, from whatshe'd heard, he would soon be spent and would go.     She felt a small kernel of anger at him now that the terrorhad eased. She did not, could not, resist though, for that mightanger him. Angering him was far from what she desired just then.She was certain, somehow, that he was capable of great violence,and did not want that violence directed against her frail, nakedflesh.     She followed the movements of his organ inside her, unnervedat how clearly her body communicated every sensation as hishardness moved up and down in her soft pink tunnel. It was strangeto feel something actually moving inside her body.     Her pussy lips, she noted, were moving up and down with themotion of his organ, now being pulled out, now being pushed in.They clung tightly to his hard shaft as it pumped up and down.     Of  course she noted this just in passing, most of herconcentration on his face, staring up at him as if this wouldprovide her warning of his intentions. Surely he wouldn't hurt hernow? She hadn't fought, hadn't resisted. He had what he wanted andwould soon go.     Both his hands went down to her buttocks then, squeezing themhard as he jerked her up against him. His cock moved faster insideher, and his hips struck her thighs with bruising force, jarringher body. His cock was slicing back and forth inside her furiously.     He bit down on the side of her neck as he hammered his loinsinto her. Amy's face was pressed into his shoulder and she clung tohim even tighter as his motions made her body jerk back and forthon the single leg.     Not that she could fall, she thought, not with the way he washolding her. Surely he would catch her.  He was practically liftingher off the floor as it was.     Then she heard a gurgle of excitement from him and he jammedher down hard, his cock punching against her cervix with enoughforce to make her cry out. He held her against him, shakingslightly, and Amy knew his sperm was gushing up into her cunt.     The knowledge filled her with horror and nausea, but more thanthat with relief, for now that he had had his orgasm he wouldsurely leave. Wouldn't he?     Her fears rose again, wondering if he would now kill her, asmen sometimes did to cover their rapes.      He held her against him and she thought she felt his penissoftening inside her belly. Then he pulled back, letting her legdown. His cock slipped from between her pussy lips, which closedagain. He pushed her back, sighing in pleasure. Amy backed into thecorner, one hand moving down onto her pussy and squeezing it alittle to ease the soreness.     He grinned at her. He moved under the water and let it pourdown over him, washing away the soap. She glanced at his organ andsaw it was only partially soft yet. She wondered at how he hadpossibly gotten such a large thing inside her without killing her.     He clenched his hands into fists and raised his arms above hishead suddenly, letting out a howl that made Amy squeak in shock andfear. He arched his back, howling up at the roof, the musclesstanding out all over his shining black skin. Then he turned andhis eyes gleamed as they fell on her.     He reached for her and gripped her arm, then jerked herforward and shoved down, unbalancing her, forcing her down onto herknees. He gripped her head then and tilted it up as he steppedbefore her. She stared up at him, intensely aware of his half hardcock inches from her face.     Oh God, she thought with horror. He wants me to suck his cock!     "Suck this, baby. Suck my black cock. All you white whores getoff on black meat. I bet you jerked off a hundred times dreaming ofa big black prick up your snatch."     "No! I never."     "Suck it!"     He pressed it against her lips and she scrunched up her facein disgust. His hand jerked her head and he pressed it against herlips again. Tentatively, she opened them, just a bit. He pushed hiscockhead forward and her lips opened just a bit more.     She almost threw up, but was terrified of what he might do tohe if she did. His cockhead slipped past her lips and his shaftfollowed. She'd never sucked a cock before but knew roughly how itwas done from talking with her girlfriends.     She sucked on his cock as he moved it in and out of her mouth.Her tongue tried to hide for awhile, even though she knew she wassupposed to make use of it. Finally she moved it against his cockas he pumped it in and out.     Frighteningly fast, his cock grew hard between her lips, hardand long and thick. Her mouth was wide as her lips encompassed it'smassive girth and her jaw soon ached as he continued to pump it inand out of her mouth.      He held her head firmly in place as he humped into her. Herhands were flat against his hips, as though to hold him back, butshe applied no force. She was revolted by the movements of his cockinside her mouth, feeling more degraded then she ever had in herlife.     Still she sucked on it, knowing that she must do as hedesired, not wanting to anger the large, powerfully built man.Several times his cockhead pushed back so far she choked and cameclose to throwing up, and she had to desperately control herself.     Then his hand forced her head far back and he suddenly thrustforward. Her mind screamed in shocked horror as his cockhead forcedits way right into her throat and slid down her gullet. She slappeddespairingly at his belly and hips, trying to push herself free.     His cock slid all the way down her throat through, and hisballs were soon resting on her chin as he held her head in bothhands and pumped slowly up and down. Her throat felt swollen andbloated and she fought to keep from choking or throwing up or both.     She couldn't breath, not even the slightest bit. Her throatwas totally blocked by the thickness of his meaty fuck stick. Herthroat ached, from the inside, all the way down to her upper chestand she could feel his prick rasping against the walls of the thintube as it moved up and down inside.     She became faint, both from shock and lack of oxygen. Shestared up at him, her eyes held by his as he grinned down at herwith smug satisfaction. She could not move herself even an inchaway, could not pull her throat off his cock spike, could notresist his steady pumping motions.     Her hands flapped with less energy, then slowly fell to hersides as she knelt there on the tiled floor. Her back was archedpainfully, but she ignored that completely, and started to evenignore the cock in her throat. Her chest burned, and her eyesfluttered as her vision blurred.     She started to sag down, but was held up by his hands, whichwere still tightly gripping her head.     Then he slid his cock back up and out of her throat, poppingit out into her mouth, then removing it entirely. Amy shuddered,sucking in deep long breaths of air, her chest heaving as she feltthe dizziness fading from her mind.     He lowered himself to his knees in front of her, then huggedher against him, his face nuzzling against the side of her throat.She panted for breath, kneeling weakly, the strength of his armskeeping her from sinking to the floor.     He pulled back, smiling as he turned her around. She didn'tunderstand but obeyed, having little choice. He turned her back tohim and pushed forward on her shoulders, bending her. She droppedweakly onto her hands, groaning and coughing a little.     "This is the way all you bitches need it," he whispered. "Onall fours with your ass sticking in the air. You snotty whoreswouldn't be so snotty then, would you."     She felt his big hand cupping her pussy mound, then felt theround hardness of his cock against her slit. She closed her eyesand shuddered, resigning herself to what he was going to do. Hespread her legs a little more and then slid his cock into herpussy.     It was easier this time, both because of her position and thefact that she was no longer a virgin. He buried it inside her snugbelly and ground his hips against her buttocks. His hands strokedher back, sliding along her sides and over her shoulder blades.     They slid up onto her shoulders, folding tight as he pumpedsteadily in her pussy. Amy was stunned as her mind took in hersituation. She was being fucked like a dog, what the guys calleddoggie style. She was on all fours, naked, being... being ridden bythis tall black skinned stranger.     His cock pumped smoothly inside her, the sensation shocking inboth its novelty and naturalness. There was no real pain. In fact,the movements of his organ inside her felt, well, they didn't feelbad, anyway, she thought, refusing to even think to herself that itmight feel good.     Her cunt lips were as tight and strained in this position asthe last, and she wondered if all cocks were so thick. She didn'tthink so.      She sagged a little and his hands slid under her and suddenlyjerked up on her hips, forcing her ass higher. She steadiedherself, keeping her ass high as he pumped his cock in and out ofher slit.     God! The picture this must present! How horrible anddisgusting and filthy it was! How long would this go on? What hadit been now, hours?     Rationally, she thought it had only been some minutes, perhapstwenty or so. She felt another wave of anger at him for forcinghimself on her, for using her like she was some kind of sex slaveto him. She wanted to scream at him, to demand he explain why hethought he could do this. How dare he!     He continued to pump into her, his cock straining the walls ofher pussy tunnel as he ran it in and out. His hips were slappingagainst her wet, still soapy buttocks as his hands roamed over herbody. She was aware of her breasts swinging back and forth beneathher like udders just before his hands slid under her ribs andcupped them.     His fingers kneaded the soft flesh of her hanging breasts,twisting it slowly, mashing upwards so the malleable meat oozed outbetween his fingers. He rolled her melons up and down in his handsand pinched her breasts, all the while continuing the steadypumping motions that sent his cock up and down inside her belly.     His hips smashed into her buttocks with steady rhythm,knocking her forward on her hands. She jerked back and forth underthe blows, her head low as she stared down at the floor.     She tried to let her mind drift, and chanted a silent mantraas though to distract herself. She tried to distance her mind fromwhat was going on. Now that her fear had ebbed this worked to apoint. Her body, however, could not ignore the fingers kneading andstroking it any more than it could the steady pumping motions ofthe male organ sliding back and forth in her cunt chamber.     However, since her fear had eased her muscles had loosened upsomewhat, including those in her groin. There was no pain therenow. In fact, the friction of his cock flesh against her pussy skinand across her cunt lips, was rather pleasant...               ******************************                         Part Two     Amy shifted her ass, unconsciously positioning it to make themovements of his shaft easier.      She woke from her silent chanting with the shock ofrealization widening her eyes. Her groin was hot with arousal, herbreasts hard and hot. Her mind spun as she fought against thenotion, but there was no denying it. Her groin was burning withsexual desire, her pussy squeezing and caressing his cock as itslid back and forth.     She grit her teeth, scowling fiercely at the wall before her,refusing to accept such betrayal from her flesh. She hated thisman, loathed him. She would surely kill him if she had a chance.She hated what he was doing to her, hated the touch of his hands onher body an the intimate penetration of her body.     Certainly he was handsome, and with a body that would havecaught any female eye, but she had not desired this, did not desireit, or him. How could her body enjoy such treatment?     Well, her body was designed for such treatment, of course. Shehad little, no experience with it before, she admitted, but her sexorgans were designed to be receptive, to enjoy such penetration andstimulation. Perhaps if she had remained in shocked fear her bodywould have stayed numbed, but she hadn't, it hadn't.     Better this than pain, she told herself. She was sure that,had it not been for the soap, his giant prong would have torn herapart down there. Much better that her pussy feels good.     No! That's slutty. That's incredibly sluttish! Are you awhore! What kind of a girl would enjoy being raped like this? Can'tyou control yourself? She bit down on her lip, hoping the painwould turn away the pleasant tingling coming up from her crotch.     It didn't, and she resigned herself to it. There was littleshe could do. This man, whoever he was had been stroking away ather for several long minutes without pause, and seemed in no hurryto complete his pleasure and go.     How long, she wondered, could a man do this without having anorgasm? She'd never experienced it before so had little to judgeby.     She was distracted by a sudden sharp pleasure from deep insideher belly. She winced against it, wanting it to go away. Her bodyfelt different that it normally did when aroused. Usually thepleasure was concentrated in her groin, near the surface, but thistime it seemed to come from deep inside her, from that place highat the end of her pussy tunnel that his cockhead kept punchingagainst.     Her entire lower body seemed to radiate heat and sexualelectricity, and it was affecting her thinking processes. Herdenial weakened, and she began to think that, well, it wasn't allthat bad to be aroused. He was fucking her harder now, his hipsslapping hard against her buttocks, and she couldn't help but feelthe raw, carnal sexuality of what they were doing.     She was being fucked! She, Amy Cooper was on all fours nakedbefore a huge, powerful man who was fucking her, ramming his bigcock down into her cunt! She raised her head slightly, aware of thesensuous atmosphere in the small stall, of the heat pouring throughher body, of his hands digging into her flanks.     She shuddered as a wave of sexual bliss burned along herspine. God, it felt good! She had never felt like this before.Never in her life had she been so alive, so aroused, so... so hot.     Her determination to resist her body's passions wavered thendissolved in the hot rush of sizzling energy rippling up and downher body. She grunted in response to a particularly hard thrust,her knees aching as they were knocked forward a little on thetiles.     Her ass was humping back and forth under his power, his handsjerking her back and his hips slamming her forward. His hands slidup her body and under to mash her breasts, fingers squeezing andtwisting through the soft, oozing meat. She groaned in pleasure,her tits aching, feeling like hot water bags.     She was grunting steadily now, in time to his hard thrusts.Her eyes were closed and her mouth open as she felt her bodyhumming with pleasure and heat. Her skin tingled all over and herhead throbbed with the power of sensations flooding her body.     Then, with one hand on her shoulder, the man shifted the otherdown her belly, stroking roughly, then slid his fingers downbetween her legs. She felt a single finger pressing against the topof her slit, pressing against her clitty, shoving it back againsthis pistoning cock.     She gasped as heat poured into her. His cock sawed across herclitoris with terrible strength as his finger mashed it down. Shegave a short cry, then her mouth opened and closed soundlessly asher head rose high and pulled back.     "Like that, don't you, white girl. Can't resist that blackcock, huh? Slut! Cheap white cunt!"      He thrust powerfully and she cried out.     "I feel your slutty cunt sucking on my prick, baby. You're alljuicy up there, ain't you? Bitch! You love this! You love a gettingrode by a black man!"     He drove into her with deliberate force as his worldselectrified her. She shuddered, then groaned, her chest lockingtightly as her body blasted into the most powerful, massive orgasmshe had ever experienced. She arched up and gurgled helplessly,overwhelmed by the sheets of crackling sexual lightning that torethrough her quivering frame.     Her masturbation had done nothing to prepare her for this. Shewas stunned, shocked at the potent strength of the furious, howlingsexual cataclysm that rocked her body. She trembled and quivered,her ass humping back against him as he hammered into her frombehind.     And then finally it seeped out of her, leaving her a panting,moaning shell, weakened and panting for breath. She sagged down toher elbows, then to her shoulders, weakened and nearly insensiblefrom the prolonged sexual eruption.     Her breasts were rolled back and forth beneath her ribs as hecontinued to hammer his cock down into her. She didn't care, andhardly noticed.      Then he pulled free. Again, she didn't notice. What broughther mind back to awareness was the growing pressure of his stillhardened cockhead against her little crinkled anal opening. She waspuzzled, confused, unable to understand what he was doing.     She felt the pressure mount and with a sharp ache her anusopened before him and his cockhead pushed inside.     "What?  What! Stop! No!" she gasped, trying to push herselfup, to turn around. But his hand pushed down on her back betweenher shoulder blades, and his strength was irresistible.      "You liked it so much up the fuck hole I thought you'd likeone up the shitter," he sneered.     "Please don't!" she begged. "Oh don't! No! NOooooooo!"     He ignored her, continuing to push steadily with his cock,forcing it deeper and deeper into her rectum. She groaned and thensobbed in misery and horror as she felt his thick fuck pole pushingever deeper in her anus. She was horrified and revolted, her gutsturning over a the thought of his cock going into her... there.     Her arms were out to either side, her hands clawing at thefloor as she tried to push herself up against his pressure. Hercheek was pressed into the tiles and a tear trickled down it. Shegasped and cried out again as a new wave of pain tore through herguts.     He grunted and pushed his cock deeper, then muttered insatisfaction as he thrust hard and forced the last inch into herasshole. He loved the sight of an asshole clenched tightly aroundhis cock and stared it for a few moments as the girl squirmed.     Then he slid it back, which brought more moaning. He grinned.Her asshole was tight, even tighter than her virgin cunt had been,but he had felt tight assholes before. He pumped slowly, waitingfor her sphincter to ease up. The girl continued to groan andwhimper as he worked his cock in and out of her.     "Come on baby, let's see you cum again," he hissed. "Yousnotty bitches all think you're so fuckin' great! You don't feel sogreat now, huh, with my cock up your asshole!"     He eased up on her back, his hands cupping her ass cheeks,squeezing and kneading the smooth white flesh. He remembered hisfirst white girl, years back, the snooty blonde who'd thought shewas too good for him, who thought the sun rose and fell on herwhite flesh. She'd moaned and groaned just like this one when he'drammed his cock up her asshole.     He'd showed her, and showed plenty more since then. He'd losttrack of how many he'd taken. Only his files contained the truefigures. The names, dates, places, and in most cases, pictures ofthe girls and women he'd used. Young and old, rich and poor. He'dshown them all.     As he was showing this little blonde whore.     Cunt, he thought, ramming his cock in hard. She cried out inresponse. His smile widened.     "Whore!" he snarled. He thrust deep and she shuddered andcried out.     "Slut!" His cockhead stabbed up into her guts, rocking herbody.     He pounded into her with vengeful fury, his thick prongpistoning up and down in her anus, the girl whimpering and gruntingand moaning as he shook her body with his hammering blows. His hipspounded into her buttocks, his hands jerking her back against himto meet his forward thrusts.     He grabbed a thick mass of her wet hair and pulled hard. Shecried out in pain, rising off her hands, jerking back against him.He slid his hand against the side of her face, twisting it backagainst him. His lips sucked hungrily on her mouth.     His other hand mashed and twisted her tit meat, almost beatingat her breast as his fingers gouged her soft meat. His cockhammered upwards into her guts, almost jerking her up off the floorwith the force of his strokes.     Finally he came, feeling his sperm gushing up into her,spraying into the depths of her belly.      "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" he gasped. "Take it white bitch! Take mycum! I'm shootin' it up your ass! I'm gonna drown you in my juice!"     He groaned and clutched her tightly to his chest, emptying hisballs up inside her asshole. Her rectum squeezed and sucked on hiscock, draining him dry as he eased his frantic movements.     He sighed and was still, his anger drained along with hisballs. He hugged her tightly for long moments, licking at herthroat. Then he pulled his cock out and rose, letting the girl sinkdown. He picked up the soap and cleaned himself, then jerked theblonde to her feet and motioned to her to do the same.     He rinsed off and stepped out of the shower stall, grabbing abig fluffy towel off a nearby rack and drying himself. The girlstood under the water, hugging herself and shivering. He watchedcalmly as he finished drying himself, then reached in and turnedoff the water.     He gripped her arm and pulled her out, handing her anothertowel. She pulled it around herself, gazing at him fearfully. Hegrunted and dried her himself, roughly moving the towel over herbody and through her long thick hair.     He tossed the towel down and pulled her over before thecounter and mirror, then picked up the hair dryer and a brush andbegan to blow dry her hair. The girl stared at him in the mirror,obviously both confused and scared.       "What are you doing?" she whimpered.     He said nothing.     He liked her hair, brushing it carefully. It quickly lightenedand spread apart. He hummed as he worked, running the dryer allover her hair, brushing it carefully, watching her in the mirror asshe watched him. When he finished he set down the dryer and brushand stepped back.     His pants were hanging from a hook. He stepped into them, thenpulled his t-shirt over his head and stepped into his tennis shoes.The girl stared at him, obviously thinking he was leaving. She wasin for a surprise.     He turned her around so her back was to him. Amy felt a waveof fear, and waited to feel his hands at her throat, but instead hegripped her wrists and pulled them together behind her back. Shefelt something thin sliding around her wrists, criss-crossing themagain and again. He was tying her hands up!     She trembled with fear, wondering if he was going to kill her,wondering what he was going to do to her.     He finished and turned to open the door. She pulledexperimentally at the cord, or whatever it was that was around herwrists, but it was strong and tight. Her wrists were crossed neatlyand she couldn't move either one even a little bit.     She turned and he motioned her out the door, gripping herupper arm. He led her downstairs and then down the hall to thegarage. She moaned in terror as he opened the door to the garageand she saw a strange car parked there.     He led her to the trunk, then opened it and lifted her up,setting her feet down inside the trunk.     "No!" she cried, trying to jump away. He held her easily,forcing her to sit down in the trunk.      "NO! I'm not going with you!" she screamed. "Leave me alone!"     Frowning, he picked up a rag and jammed it into her mouth,muffling her sounds. He picked up a roll of tape and tore off astrip, taping the rag in place, then pushed her down on her back.He rolled her over onto her belly as the girl squirmed and thrashedin terror.     He pulled another cord from his pocket and grabbed her ankles,tying them together, then forced them back against her buttocks andtied the cord to the one around her wrists. Helpless, the girleased her squirming. He turned her over and looked down at herwide, frightened eyes, and smiled.     He slammed the trunk then and opened the garage door, then gotinto the car and drove off. Half an hour later he pulled into hisown garage and closed the door behind him. He opened the trunk andthe girl stared up at him with the same terror.     "Time to get out, white girl."     He untied her ankles and pulled her out of the trunk, thenmarched her into his house and down into the basement. The basementwas all stone walls and floor, with only a few chairs, a table, anda bed there for furniture. There were also several cameras and acamcorder on tripods, and a TV and VCR on a wheeled stand. Chainshung from the ceiling in several places.     Amy was terrified as she looked around. The place looked toomuch like she thought a dungeon would look. There were no windowsand the only way out was the stairwell, which was blocked by a doorat it's foot, a door the black man locked with a key.     He led her over against a bare stone wall and pushed her backagainst it, then moved over to one of the cameras. He lifted it upand carried it, still mounted on the tripod, over in front of herand put it down, then he looked through it at her. He moved over toa couple of big portable lights and turned them on, making herblink in the brightness.     He frowned and came over to stand in front of her. He shovedher back against the wall, and put a hand on her forehead, pushingher head up until she was standing straight with her head lookingforward.     "Stand straight with your head up and smile."She stared at his back in astonishment as he walked back to thecamera. he turned and bent over again.     "Smile," he snarled.She formed her lips into a tentative smile and he snapped apicture, then another.     "Turn to the side," he ordered. She did and he snapped acouple more pictures.      "Turn your face to the wall."She turned and he took more pictures.     "Bend over," he ordered. She bent over slowly and he took abunch of pictures.     "Lower," he ordered.She bent lower, and then still lower. She bent as far as she could,until she was looking at her own knees.     "Spread your legs, whore," he called.     She trembled but did as he ordered, and heard the cameraclicking again several times.     "Turn around and get on your knees," he said.     She did and he took more pictures."Turn your face to the wall and bend over. Put  your face againstthe floor," he ordered.     She bent far over until she half fell to the floor, her weightresting on her head and shoulders.      "Spread your legs, you slut," he sneered.     So she spread her legs and he took pictures.     "Raise your little white ass higher," he called.She did, trying not to think of how humiliating the pictures wouldbe.     He put the camera back and took out another one, then movedover to a cupboard and took down a big double handful of chains. Hebrought them over to her and dumped them on the floor, then cut thecord off her wrists and lifted her to her feet.     He turned her to face him, his eyes scouring her naked flesh,then bent and pulled out four thick round metal tubes. They wereugly and cruel looking. He picked up two of them and stood up.     "My people used to wear these," he said. "These came off aslave plantation."     He slid one of the thick things around her right wrist, thenlocked it. It was heavy and cold. He put the other three around herother wrist and, ankles. He bent then and picked up a thick chain,about a foot long, and fastened it between the two manacles aroundher ankles.     "Wha... what are you going to do to me?" she whimpered.     "Whatever the fuck I want," he said, calmly.     He rose with a thick metal strip and slid it around her waist,then locked it together. There were fat rings welded around thestrip on all sides. He picked up a heavy chain that was only alittle longer than the ones between her ankles and snapped one endto her right wrist, then slid it through the ring in the front ofthe belt and attached it to her left wrist.     He picked up one final heavy metal object then, it was acollar. He slid it around her throat and snapped it closed. Amylooked up at him in fear but he did nothing but stare at her. Thenhe turned and went back to the camera. He started snapping picturesas she looked at him in bewilderment.     "Turn to your right and lower your head," he ordered.     She did and he snapped more pictures, then she turned her backto him and he took more pictures.      He came over to her and unsnapped the chain binding her rightwrist, pulling it back through the ring on the belt thing. Hepulled both her wrists back behind her back then up, making hergroan in pain. He slid the chain through a ring in the back of thecollar and snapped it to her wrist again. Her arms ached fiercelyand her hands were up between her shoulder blades.     He went back to the camera and took more pictures, then cameback and removed the chain entirely. He snapped the manacles on herwrists directly to a ring in the back of the belt and then tookmore pictures. After that he snapped them directly to rings set oneither side of the belt, and again took pictures.     He pushed her down on the floor, forcing her to lay on herback, then, with her wrist manacles still cuffed to the sides ofthe belt, he pushed her legs up and back, ignoring her cries ofpain as he attached the short chain between her ankle manaclesdirectly to the sides of the collar.     He moved back and took pictures of her like that from severalangles, then came back and unchained her. He led her over into thecorner and pulled her arms high, attaching them both to a chainhanging from the ceiling.      He moved to the wall where the other end of the chain waslocked, and pulled it, forcing her up to her toes. He locked thechain in place and took more pictures of her. He went back to thewall and raised the chain higher, lifting her feet off the floor,and again took pictures, from several angles.     He used up all the film in that camera and got a third,snapping a couple more shots before releasing her. He immediatelyattached her wrists to two other hanging chains and again liftedthem so she was just on her toes, this time with her arms spread.     After several shots like that he lifted her off her feet andtook more, then attached her ankle manacles to chains set in thefloor, taking shots of them together and pulled straight down, andapart, so she was spreadeagled in mid-air.     "My wrists hurt," she moaned.     He grinned and released her, then attached the chains todifferent manacles. He fixed the ones hanging from the ceiling toher ankle manacles and hung her upside down.     With that done he took off all her chains and ordered her ontothe bed. He reloaded his cameras and then took a variety of shotsof her in lewd, crude, perverted positions. She had to bend overwith her ass pointed at the camera, reach back and spread her asscheeks.      She had to push her hand through her legs in the same positionand slide two fingers up into her cunt slit. She had to lay back onher back with her legs spread, one hand squeezing her tit and theother pumping her fingers in her cunt. She had to sit back againstthe wall, pull her legs up against her chest and smile invitinglyat the camera.     Then he brought out a pair of big black dildos and took abunch of even more disgusting pictures, all of them with her facescrunched up or mouth wide and back arched, all of them lookinglike she was doing this on purpose and that she was climaxing.     Finally he brought over the video camera, where he filmed herjerking off, first with her fingers, then with one of the bigdidos, then with both of the dildos, one up her ass, the other upher cunt. He kept stopping to yell at her for not being realisticenough, telling her to moan more or hump at the dildos more.     The whole event took hours, and when it was finished he forcedher onto all fours and fucked her for a steady ten minutes beforeshooting into her.     "Well, that was interesting," he smiled. "I made another whitegirl's dreams come true."     "You... you did this before?" she gulped.     "Hundreds of times, and you know what, not one of em' everreported it to the cops." He grinned nastily as he showed opened acupboard and showed her photo albums that filled it. There weredozens and dozens, maybe hundreds. He pulled one out and flipped itopen, showing her pictures just like the ones he'd taken of her,only of a cute brunette.     "I guess none of em' like the idea of having everybody seeingthese pictures, not to mention the videos."     He pulled open another cupboard and showed her a hugecollection of video tapes. He pulled one out at random and shovedit into the VCR.    He turned it on and Amy watched a redheadedwoman jerking off with a big black dildo, perhaps the very one shehad used. The woman was moaning and panting and grunting veryrealistically.     Amy could see where she wouldn't want a judge and jury to seethat. She turned beet red at the thought of sitting in court whilethe whole room watched her own tape.     "Okay, slut, let's go. I'll drive you home," he said.     Filled with relief she followed him up the stairs. Stillnaked, she got into the trunk of his car and lay curled up therewhile he drove her home. The car stopped and she got out, findingherself in her own garage again. He slid an arm around her, palmedher cunt with his other hand and kissed her long and deep and hard.     Then he pulled back and got into his car, grinning as hebacked away.     "You ain't a bad piece of cunt meat, Amy girl," he sneered.     Amy watched him drive away, heedless of who might pass by andlook into the garage. Then she turned and walked into the house. Itwas just after three, she saw. She went back upstairs and had hershower again, feeling his hands on her the entire time.      She told no one about her day, and that night, as she layawake staring at the ceiling, her hands crept inexorably down toher groin, and her fingers began rubbing at her clitty as shedreamed of giant black cocks piercing her body.- END