At the same time Elizabeth was fumbling with her handcuff keys, Stacy Bell in California had a serious problem of her own.
Stacy shrieked then cried again "Stop please stop!" But the reaming of her ass was unrelenting. Cal pulled halfway out of her anus then slammed forward again. As he methodically butt fucked her he thought back to how easy it was to capture her.
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On a random Saturday Cal was out hunting. He stood a few feet away from the stairs that led down to the beach from the boardwalk. Nursing his beer he watched the bikini clad girls walking up and down the stairs. Any of them would make a good victim but one caught his eye. She was wearing a sheer white cover-up over her black bikini. Her blonde hair was piled loosely on top of her head, checking out her neck he thought how much fun it would be to throttle her. He watched the muscles in her thighs twitch as she went down the stairs. He watched her walk past the college guys and girls on the beach. She shrugged off any guy that dared to approach her. Cal walked along the boardwalk rail keeping his eye on her as she went by herself to a place on the beach. Then he watched her lay out a beach towel and sit down on it. She removed her cover-up nice rack he thought as she started to put suntan lotion on her lightly tanned skin. He started to get an erection. After half an hour on her back she turned over on to her stomach and untied her bikini top. He licked his lips as he glimpsed her side boob, she was the one.
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Stacy gathered her things after sunbathing for an hour, as she walked up the stairs she saw a rather handsome man. She could feel his eyes on her, when she hit the top of the stairs Stacy looked at him glared and under her breath said "Get a good look pervert?" When she saw his cold eyes she quickly walked to her car. She put her beach bag into the backseat of her convertible pink beetle and drove away.
Cal looked into her eyes, he could see the arrogance on her face melt into uncertainty and maybe a little fear he had heard what she said "Well I'm going to have to bring her down a notch or two." He came back the next week this time he waited in his car watching the pink beetle.
Stacy in her own world drove home to her apartment building never knowing that she was tailed. Cal watched her disappear into the complex. He drove away with the idea next Saturday he would take her.
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Stacy a third year art history major, with dreams of working at the Louvre, had no time for a social life. She did have an on off relationship, he was a friend and lover. But her single-minded desire to succeed kept getting in the way. She threw her beach bag into the backseat and moved over to open the door. Suddenly there was a hand on her throat and something pressing into her lower back. Before she could make a sound a deep voice said "If you make a sound it'll be the last thing you do."
"Take my money, take my car, credit cards anything just don't hurt me." The pressure on her spine increased but her throat was released, the hand was palm up in front of her.
"You say one more word and I'll blow your spine in half, give me your keys." Stacy dropped her keys into his hand "Let's walk around the to the other side so you can get into the passenger seat." Stacy thought about running, she thought about screaming but the gun pressing into her back made her do what he wanted "Get in the car." she did as she was told then looked up at him "Please."
Once he was in the car Cal felt a lot more confident "Put your seat belt on."
"Where...... where are you taking me?"
"We're just going to go for a little ride."
Stacy looked at the gun that was resting on his thigh, she had no Illusions he was probably taking her somewhere to rape her. Tears started to fill her eyes as she watched the scenery go by.
"If you hadn't called me a pervert this wouldn't be happening right now."
"I never, I don't even know you." Stacy threw her hands up in fear as the gun pointed at her.
"You're not only a stuck up little cunt you're a liar too. Two weeks ago at the boardwalk I heard you you said it under your breath, get a good look pervert?" He saw the shocked look on her face "Remember?"
"Okay yes yes I remember I'm sorry."
"No you aren't but you will be."
When the car left the paved road and went onto a dirt road Stacy asked "Please where are you taking me?"
"You'll see soon enough."
On a hillside above the Pacific Ocean Cal pulled the beetle to a stop in front of an old barn. He looked at Stacy "Don't you fucking move."
Scared for her life Stacy watched him open the large door to the barn and drive the beetle inside. She saw assorted machinery, she had no idea of their function. She saw chains hanging down from winches in the ceiling. Stacy was startled when the door opened, told to get out she released the seatbelt and stood on shaking legs.
"Show me your bikini."
Staring at him Stacy unbuttoned her cover-up, shrugged and let it fall to the dirt floor. " Happy, like what you see?" Stacy shook her head and backed up against her car when she saw the ball of twine in his hand. She tried to melt into the beetle as he moved within a foot of her "Put your hands out in front of you and cross your wrists." She looked at him for a second, she saw the handle of the gun sticking out of his pants. With a whimper she put her hands out and crossed them. She watched as he wrapped twine around her wrists in a figure eight. Over and under, over and under, six times over and under then she cried out as the pain of the twine tightening down bit into her tender wrists. Helplessly she watched as Cal lowered a chain and her tied wrists were put onto the hook at the end of the chain. Slowly the chain rose until she was on the balls of her feet. Stacy started crying "Oh my God no please." as her bikini top was untied and it fluttered to the floor.
Cat walked around in front of her and made a big gesture out of adjusting his erection. "Nice nipples, so pink, so hard." He ran his fingers lightly over them while listening to her sobbing.
"You have a really cute car."
Confused Stacy stopped crying and sputtered "I.....uh what?"
"It's a really nice car for a girl, your parents buy for you?"
"Yes it.... it was a high school graduation present."
"Do they know that the pink paint matches the color of your nipples when they're erect?"
"Oh you fucking monster." Stacy shook her head and started sobbing again.
"How many guys have seen them?" When he didn't answer he started to squeeze her nipples.
"OH GOD!" Stacy screamed as her nipples were squeezed "THREE!" When her nipples were released she calmed down "Three, she said without emotion, you sick fuck." WHAP! Her face snapped to the side then her other cheek with slapped.
"You better work on your attitude, show a little respect or I'll hurt you in ways you can't imagine. Let's see what else you've got that's nice."
Stacy looked, turning her head from side to side, no no this can't be happening. But it was her bikini bottom was slowly peeled off leaving her naked and helpless. She felt the chain lowering, her feet were flat on the dirt floor. She couldn't see him but then his hands were on her sides, she groaned when he squeezed her boobs. Her ankles were kicked "Spread." She did as she was told and waited, the wait wasn't long. She heard his zipper, she tried to look back, when she tried to pivot around his hands were on her hips "Hold still." Stacy took a deep breath, she felt the head of his cock moving along, up and down her pussy. She felt his hand on her right hip, the fingers dug in. And then there was a stabbing pain "NO! NO! But the bolts of pain continued.
She was dry but he didn't care he kept on the forcing his cock inside her until he was completely hilted. "You need to moisten up or I will surely rip you apart."
As the cock started to withdraw Stacy started to think about her on and off boyfriend. How he had been so gentle and loving. But then thoughts of being strung up like a piece of meat to be tenderized entered her mind. As the rape continued she slowly moistened not from what she was thinking but because her body was trying to defend itself. She looked at the floor and watched her tears from her eyes fall. She screamed at his obscene comments.
"You got a nice tight cunt. Hasn't had much use has it. You're starting to get wet, enjoying it?"
Stacy in an effort to make him come said "Yes yes I'm enjoying it fuck me harder." She asked for it and she got it, the intensity grew, the brutal rape continued. Finally she felt him pause and withdraw slowly halfway then she let out a pained grunt as he slammed back in and started to come. Once he was done he didn't pull out like she thought he would. His hands stayed on her hips as she felt his cock soften. She felt a new warmth then she realized to her horror that he was pissing inside her.
After emptying his bladder Cal stepped back and waited.
Stacy was beside herself she had never felt so degraded. She had been raped and worse she had been used as a toilet. Fluid started to leak out of her she heard him laugh. She watched him walk towards the door, hopelessness engulfed her when she heard "Two holes to go. Stacy felt fluid start to stream out of her.