Rape, Forcible Confinement, Forced Prostitution, Electronic Fraud And Electronic Theft are all crimes punishable by jail sentences. learn this while your free to learn and not after the legal establishment used legalized force to teach you.

The following comes from a request from one of my dearest muses, Rachel_Thornton. All she asked if that her partner in crimes against my story imagination Jessica_33 be included. After that I've been given free reign to write anything to my hearts contents! When will she learn that's like waving a red cape at a bull in the ring!
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Part One No Sex pure Setup!
For more on the "Hunted"  Incident see http://ravishu.com/forums/index.php?topic=44135.0

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Prologue: Six months since the end of “Hunted”

RejkLond logistics took the North Atlantic by storm. Within two month I had crafted a superior way to transport freight across the entire North Atlantic. But the biggest advantage RejkLond was it gave me a way to keep tabs on Jessica and Rachel. Jessica thought she dropped off the map when she moved to Enniskillen, County Fermanagh, Northern Ireland. Where she shacked up with a local councilman Lucas O’Mallory.

My spies told me that she took up gardening  and absolutely refused to appear in public unless in disguise of one Rebecca Steeleton, a redhead Immigration consultant!. Since I last saw her in person, Jessica put on at least ten pounds and had developed a habit of shopping online so she didn’t have to go to a mall complex. Good to see I had an effect on her, the little bitch!

As for Rachel she didn’t even try to hide from me or the world, whoring herself out to any media outlet who would pay her fee! Chris got fed up with her and her attitude that he left her for her sister Sophie when she and her beau broke up. Rachel undeterred  turned into Reality Television appearing on Celebrity Big Brother, Dancing On Ice, Celebrity Tipping Point And Celebrity Catchphrase. Eventually the UK got fed up with her face being everywhere, that the media opportunities dried up for her.

With nothing to keep her busy, Rachel reverted to what started it all for her- going back to Ravishment University, writing erotic versions of her reality TV experiences. And unbeknownst to her that was when I reentered her life as OneEvilBastard, making comments about her experiences and how if given the chance I would show her how a real man would treat someone like her. She has yet to take me up on any suggestion!

Of course the girls keep in contact by with each other, Jessica still acting like a big sister to Rachel and Rachel still trying to encourage Jessica to come back to England. What finally got Jessica back to her native soil was Rachel almost being made homeless over bad investments and financial scams aimed at her by overseas con artists! And like a dutiful big sister Jessica flew over to save Rachel from her own worst enemy- herself!

That was two months ago, little did I know that in two months I would be back in both of their lives once more. Unlike the ‘Hunted’ episode I wasn’t looking for them to get even , no this time I was the wronged party and I was going to make them pay for what they did to me!
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November 25th, 2019 : 9 Lingfield Road, Wimbledon, England

It’s been half a year since I saw Jessica in the flesh, in little over an hour she would be here and hopefully will be willing to help me get back to the financial status that I’ve grown accustomed to over the last six months. I had to prove to everybody that I’m not the naive little girl that got swindled out of her amassed fortune by everyone. I especially wanted money so I could get Chris back from that witch Sophie. I knew all I needed was one big score and I would be back to Rachel I was before this nightmare all began!

I had it all mapped out in my mind a few so called break-ins and with a little help from Jessica’s I would be secure once more. How hard would it be since I already managed to get a few thousand pounds from RejkLond by faking shipping claims and threatening to sue them for all they were worth. Now that I had a taste of life on the other side I wanted even more, I wanted the big score like they call it on the Television crime dramas! I even had it all plotted out, plant a virus in their computer system and open up a backdoor into their accounts and syphon off a few thousands from then into an offshore account then immigrate away from England with Chris and live happily ever after!

To think my plan all started with a talk with Guy Sekkerson on R.U. He told me about how his importing business used such a tactic to become the number one importer in South Africa. Just a simple program that he had downloaded from his computers in an email to the logistics companies he dealt with. When we met in real life here in London he showed me how to do it and i tried it on British Telecom and succeeded in getting almost ten thousand pounds before I killed the virus with the destruct code. To my knowledge B.T. still doesn’t realize that I got a big refund from them.

All I wanted Jessica to do was go to 16 Armada Way, Beckton, London and manage to slip a USB flash stick in any of the computers there to send the program into their computer system then just come back and help me plan what to do with the money we were going to get from RejkLond. I wasn’t going to be greedy once I got five hundred thousand pounds, I would kill the program and pay Jessica two hundred thousand pound for her help.
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November 25th, 2019 : 9 Lingfield Road, Wimbledon, England  19:43 HRS

After a two drive from Enniskillen then a two hour ferry ride from Dublin to Holyhead then another seven hour car ride to Wimbledon, I was exhausted as I pulled up in front of Rachel’s address she sent me.  I was more than ready to recline in my seat and sleep right here, but a light shining from the window beside the door flickered then a door opens and I see Rachel in her tartan workout suit can out, running towards me shouting “Jess you’re here!”

She’s got my door open before I could get my seat belt off, hugging me like I was a long lost sister returned from the dead. Hell it was only a week ago that I wrote her back saying I would help her in her scheme to regain some money taken from here. I knew it was illegal as hell but after Cartier got away scott free with what he did to me in Liverpool I knew that I would need money if I was going to carry out my revenge against him when I found him!

A quick glance and I could tell that Rachel had tumbled down a far bit from her days at 12 Parkside Gardens, losing Chris must have been a spike to her heart that set this crazy scheme into motion. Even though she down from the heights of popularity in the heydays after the “Hunted” incident she was still a beautiful girl in her own right! “It’s been too long Rachel” Hugging her properly before we go inside.

It turned out her new place was nothing more than a room in a new friend’s place,one, Angie Urquhart-Kendall. A young lady of questionable repute from what I can remember reading about her in the overseas edition of the Daily Telegraph. Seems she was a gamekeeper of some conservation park who ran afoul of what she called a tentacle rape, so she was released from her duites when they say she failed a drug test!

As we all settle into the living space, Rachel cracks her last bottle of wine that was way more than she could afford now and we plot just how and when we were going to try to corrupt Rejklond Logistics computers. We decided on December 2 to attempt to corrupt their computers then sit back and reap the rewards.
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December 2, 2019 Armada Point, 16 Armada Way, Beckton, London

I’m back In England for only the third time since the “Hunted” incident, getting an update on how the company is doing. The first thing I see upon entering the nondescript building is a pretty Blonde with a name tag on a lanyard Angela U.K. I stop and flirt with her before going to what is considered the conference room. It’s an hour into the meeting when alarms start blring and shutters come down over all doors and windows.
“What the bloody hell is happening”

“The computer system had detected an intruder trying to download something into the system” The head IT man tells me, as we get up and go over to the number keypad on the door. He enters, his disarm code and we make a beeline to the server room where I see the blonde from reception along with someone I never thought I would lay eyes on in person ever again- Jessica Hawkins! Wherever she is I bet you ten pounds her shadow Rachel Timlinson isn’t far away!

“Can we get outside?” I’m assured we can so I take three men with me and lo and behold there she is sitting behind the wheel of a purple Ford Kuga is Rachel. We surround her, the three men with collapsible batons in their hands, me at the driver’s door opening it “Why miss Timlinson what a pleasure to see you again. Correct me if I’m wrong but the last time I saw you was in Doncaster wasn’t it!” I motion for her to get out, she hesitates and I remind her “Don’t think for a second anyone will stop me from allowing the three men with me from doing whatever they want to do to you Miss Timlinson, because they won’t!”

She comes out, closes the door and tries her damndest to keep the side of the car to her back  as the three of the guys come around. I move closer to her “Ah if only Victor were here!” Holding my hand out to her “I’m sure he would love to see you in the flesh once more!” Taking her by the right wrist “I know maybe I’ll have one of the guys fuck you, while your skyping with Victor in the institution your fellow Chris put him in!”

Escorting her inside to the IT room where Angela and Jessica are surrounded by men with collapsible baton and the head IT guy is at a computer isolating whatever they did to our computers. “Well how bad is it?”

“Super minimal I’ve isolated the program to a PC in the lunchroom, so it has no access to any files outside of game files!”

“Any idea what the program was?”

"Yeah an worm program that was to eat it’s way into the financial files and drain off an x amount of money from the company!”

Turning to Jessica after pushing Rachel beside her “So Miss Hawkins care to explain how you and your sidekick knew that RejkLond was owned by myself?”

At first she didn’t quite recognize me. As it dawned on her just who was talking to her she turned to Rachel “Did you know that Graham Cartier was the person behind here?”

“No! All I saw was a fast source of money!”

“Well if you want money I’m sure I can use your talents to earn it while eliminating my competition at the same time!” taking Jessica’s chin in my hand  “And it will be a distinct pleasure watching you in particular earn every cent you wanted to rip off from me!”

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Oh I am so envious.  Not only of your ability to churn out some many wonderful stories, but to have Jessica and Rachel included is just icing on the cake.

[Rachel_Thornton]

Graham!!! Once again you've taken a little sentence I gave you and have turned it into gold. I totally loved reading this and you earned the merit within the first few lines as your background for the crime was described.
Oh so many familiar faces in this and I'm sure we will get to see more as time goes on. Just brilliant and so good.
The way you have written me and Jess is just perfect and yes, I wouldn't ever try anything like that without her help!!!
Totally loved how you made me the attention seeking celebrity, how did you know my future ambitions lol??!!
Can't wait to see where we go from here as you have all the elements to make this a very spicy situation!!!!
As I say, merit was yours from the start!!!

Graham!!! Once again you've taken a little sentence I gave you and have turned it into gold. I totally loved reading this and you earned the merit within the first few lines as your background for the crime was described.
Oh so many familiar faces in this and I'm sure we will get to see more as time goes on. Just brilliant and so good.
The way you have written me and Jess is just perfect and yes, I wouldn't ever try anything like that without her help!!!
Totally loved how you made me the attention seeking celebrity, how did you know my future ambitions lol??!!
Can't wait to see where we go from here as you have all the elements to make this a very spicy situation!!!!
As I say, merit was yours from the start!!!

Glad you like it Rachel and i can verify that at least more "Hunted" alumni will be back possible two!

Here we go again! Love this already and can see a hit as much as Hunted was.
Such an array of characters and love the new additions.
Tentacle rape indeed! Small things like that make me smile. 
So eyes peeled on this and see where you take us this time
Can only go one way but will enjoy the journey.
Merit awarded xx

[vile8r]

Graham is at his Evilbastard best when he has Rachel and Jess as his muses! Can't wait to see what is up his sleeve this time. 

[Seeker]

Oh my Graham. I'm sorry I just found this and am late to a most intriguing party. What a set up and I love that you are continuing on from one of your best 'Hunted'. Love the array of old and new characters you have introduced, and particularly the way Rachel and Jess are portrayed - wickedly delightful. Hmm, paying of their debt by indenture, now that I am looking forward to. So many opportunities for trouble and degradation of our lovely ladies. Great set up and I hope that you get back to this soon among all the stories you are working on at any one time.

This is one of the stories i started then let get away from me Until Tammy gone on my back about continuing it! I apologize to all who were waiting for more!

Part Two

Dropping her chin and spinning away, motioning to Jessica and Rachel  “Get these two out of my sight, and no I don’t care what you do to them until I call for them!” Walking over to Miss Urquhart-Kendall, raising my left hand to the smooth curves of her chin “Now you are an enigma to me, I’ve never even known of your existence and yet here you are linked to those two!”

Moving my hand down the side of her neck, caressing the flesh until it curves into the top of her shoulder, moving it slowly across the clothed flesh until it’s gliding onto her bicep. Suddenly my caressing touch turns into a vise like grip, squeezing her arm “But believe me before you see the two of them again, I’ll know why. An evil sneer on my face and lips. Pulling her with me as I turn to leave the room.

“Angie don’t worry he’s a ball less bastard who ca…urk!”  That’s all Jessica can get out before a hand is clamped around her mouth as she’s pulled in the different  direction by three of the security men. Rachel is standing still in shock at the revelation of who owns RejkLond. Three other security guard gently lead her away from the room, one moving close to smell her neck.

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Jessica was roughly handled by the three security guards the entire trip from the room to a small nondescript office. Each guard took a turn feeling up her breasts through her top One tried to stick his hand down her pants but a swift blow to the ribs with her elbow brought that to a halt . The one with his hand across her mouth grabbed a fist full of hair before dropping his hand.

Another guard worked his collapsible baton under her chin  “Now be nice or we’ll have to get rough with you. Mister Rib rubber moved ahead of the trio to get the door open, a voice from inside stirs her memory.

“What the fuck do you want!” Then silence as the two forces Jessica into the small office. “Well who would have thought I would be seeing you in my office here?!!”

As Jessica finally managed to get her balance and see where she was and who was speaking “Yorkston!” her face loses all color as she feints to the floor.

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Rachel was taken out of the room, by three guards who  walked her towards the back of the building. When she’s told to stop, the four of them were in what looked like a lorry bay. Large lorries were parked, some facing the walls, others nose pointed out with their front hoods flipped down. One guard split off and disappeared into the far corner of the bay, returning with a rolling plush office chair that reeked of diesel fumes. Leaving the chair, he left for the other side of the bay.

“Here miss, have a seat!” The chair was rolled in front of her “Go on sit down!” Nervously Rachel looked around then eventually did what she was told to do. As the expanse of her derriere hit the padding the chair almost tipped over. Two guards blocked the chair from flipping, both gripping Rachel’s arms keeping them pressed to the armrest of the chair as the third member came back with a spool of wire to tie her arms to the chair.

When he had her securely tied to the chair, “There that should keep you out of trouble!” Winking at her as the three of them walked to the center of the bay and started whispering out of her earshot. All three would occasionally look back at her and wink at her, the one who tied her down even blew her an air kiss. Then all three called out “Three!”  Turning with wide grins on their faces as they sauntered back towards her. Two were cracking their knuckles while the third one flicked his tongue at her.

“The boss man did say he didn’t care what we did to her and her friend so why not get a better view of her money makers!” Mister “tie down” keep walking to the front of the chair, keeping his eyes locked on Rachel’s chest “Bet you got a pair worthy of being in ‘Loaded’” Reaching out his hands, gripping Rachel’s top, taking handfuls of the cloth and pulling it to opposite sides until the buttons strain and pop! As the cloth parts the guy eyes widens at what is revealed, “Damn girl no need to hide those baby feeders!” Dropping the cloth and sending his hand to the proud source of his comment.



A pink elastic fabric sport bra was not much defense to his calloused hands, nor did it stand up to a sharp blade of a utility knife. First the straps, one by one was sliced apart then the front, straight up the middle. Then it was peeled aside like the skin of a banana, and the flesh that came into view made all three cry out “Damn!” The Two one on each side of the chair took the respective breast and started squishing the flesh like it was a stress relief ball.

The one who tied her down, dropped to his knees in front of Rachel, “Wonder what you’re hiding in these?” His hands reaching out for the waistband of her jeans, undoing the dainty belt, then the button hidden under it. Slowly working the zipper down, he started to pull the jeans down, getting excited as a matching thong panties was revealed to their eyes “Hey Darling why not make it easy for me and raise your butt up so I can take these jeans off!”


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Angela was taken by Graham to a plush office with a wide oak desk and a rather large sofa made of what appeared to be shag carpeting. As they approached the door with a rather large lock and electronic display panel, Graham pressed a button on his belt and the door swung open! “After you Miss Urquhart-Kendall!” Releasing her arm and blocking any attempt to run away from the room.

Angela looks around the room before moving a step inside and even then only after Graham prodded her in the small of the back. “Please feel free to sit anywhere, Miss Urquhart- Kendall!” When he’s able to, Graham closed the door setting a huge electronic “Do Not Disturb Under Penalty of Extreme Harm!” sign onto the display panel. “Now Miss Urquhart-Kendall, may I call you Angela?

A weak, “A-a-a-n-n-g-ie-e” Comes up from the closest end of the strange covered sofa.

“Pardon?”

“Angie I prefer to be called Angi-e-e-e”

“Angie it is then!”  Graham scoots Angie to the opposite end of the couch before taking his place on the sofa. “So Angie, why did you turn on your employer to help two pieces of scum like them?”

With a bit of venom in her voice “Rachel not scum she’s my friend!” Swinging to face me “She’s been the only person who didn’t scoff at my plight!” Graham Moves fat to her side, grabbing her hands before Angie could react.

“Ah yes your plight or more correctly your lack of fight against tentacle rape I believe it was?” Squeezing her wrists between his hands. Directing her vision with his next statement “Correct me if I’m off base but it was by the plant in the terrarium  across the floor was it not!”



Graham watches as Angie’s eyes turn to the other side of the room, her body tenses up as her eyes took in another plant that basically used her as an incubator for it’s seedlings. Pleased with the look of fear on Angie’s face, “Relax!, Angie the plant is dormant!”  Letting go of one wrist so he could turn her face back to his. “I have learnt how to control the plant but denying it liquid and warm flesh!”

Graham decides to go in for the kill with Angie “Now tell me Angie why you helped then to try to rob me?”  His hand caressing her cheek, down to her chin then up to the opposing cheek “Tell me or you’ll find that the plant can be revived very fast!”

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