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Contains: mf,pedo,bd,rape,incest,s&m,snuff
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They said lightning only strikes once.
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They were wrong.
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Where there's THUNDER...there's LIGHTNING!
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WARNING: This text file contains material of an adult,
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explicit, possibly VIOLENT sexual nature. If you are
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uncomfortable reading material of this kind, please
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delete this file immediately. Under no circumstances is
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this file to be read or poessessed by persons under 21
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years of age.
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BBS Filename: Sisrape2
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Lewdness Level: Extreme
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Classifiction: Youngstuff/violent
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SISTER RAPE
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By Thunder
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Chapter 2
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Shannon had spent much of the last three days reflecting on her feelings during
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the rape. Being raped by her brother had been one thing. She knew and trusted
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and loved her brother and deep down, knew that though he was hurting her, he
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still loved her and he would somehow make it all better. By that, she meant, he
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would bring her to orgasm. And afterward, no matter how brutal the assault, he
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would treat her well.
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Strangers were different, and it was in that that Shannon found the true
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excitement of the rape. You never knew what a stranger would do, and that
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scared her. She liked that fear. On top of that was the knowledge that this
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person was a total stranger -- and he was free to use her as he wished, to view
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and touch and fondle her most private parts, while she was powerless to stop
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him.
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Being helpless, being roughly handled -- these turned her on in ways she would
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never imagine. There was also the suddeness of the attack -- it might come
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anytime, anywhere, by almost anyone. You never knew just how many would do it,
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or how often it would happen. Shannon fantasized about being raped in her own
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bed, or being pulled into a car, or even being raped in school, spread eagled
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on a desk while every teacher and male student had his way with her.
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And then, there was the pain. Shannon found it exciting. Pain increased her
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orgasms and made her weak. When the bikers had punched her cunt during the
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rape, she had come instantly. Being choked into unconsciousness had been a
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wild, powerful climax for her.
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All of this, the fear, the pain, the unknowing and the helplessness, the
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strangeness -- all of it drew her to be raped again and again.
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Shannon also wanted to see how it was for other little girls. She wanted to
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see them get raped. She'd begged Mark to take her along when he went out to
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rape other little girls. He promised he would, after she helped him get her
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best friend, Julie Roberts. Shannon was eager to see Julie get raped, and she
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knew Julie would like it as much as she did. If she didn't, Shannon didn't
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care. Her own needs and desires had displaced anything else, a fantasy so
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strong nothing mattered but having it fulfilled.
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For now, she was stuck at home. Most of the bruises she'd sustained during the
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gang rape had healed, but Mark wanted her to stay home for at least another
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day. He was acting like her big brother again, treating her with kid gloves,
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instead of using and abusing her body as he had only a few days ago.
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Shannon gave in, submissive as usual, and did as Mark told her. She had to
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confine herself to masturbating to her fantasies or the numerous sex tapes Mark
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had. Mark didn't provide her any relief. In fact, he was acting like he felt
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guilty for what he'd done to her.
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Mark was always home, either cleaning the house or watching the tapes with her.
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When he was with her, he watched her intently, his eyes gleaming as he followed
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her fingers, moving in and out of her cunt.
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Eventually she got to the tape of the Brownie scout, Missy. Mark had let her
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see the rest a few nights ago -- or so she thought. She'd been too busy
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questioning him about what happened to Missy to watch the rest.
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This time, she decided to watch.
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As it got to the last part she'd seen, little Missy, only seven, lay bound and
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gagged and sobbing on the bed. Her uniform was ripped to shreds and blood from
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her torn hymen coated her abdomen and inner thighs. Mark and the men were
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standing around her, stark naked and panting. Shannon masturbated slowly,
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imagining herself in young Missy's place. She figured the film was over, since
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Mark had told her that they'd given Missy to some other guys who'd raped,
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tortured and killed her.
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Suddenly, one of the men leaned forward and slapped the little girl hard,
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across the face. Missy screamed and was slapped again. Another man punched
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her cunt, making her double up. Mark and the others straightened her out,
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while the last man produced a pair of C-clamps, which he attached to the girl's
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nipples.
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Shannon bit her lip. She knew that had to hurt, and wanted to feel it at the
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same time. She began to masturbate faster, her fingers working in and out of
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her furiously, her orgasm nearing it's climax.
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And then the totally unexpected happened. Mark got on the bed, forcing his
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cock into the little girl. Clutched in his right hand was a knife. Mark began
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raping the little girl, while his left hand moved up under her chin, forcing
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her head back, exposing her soft, white throat.
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Shannon stared, half in disbelief and half in total excitement, as Mark reached
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up with the knife and slit the little girl's throat from ear to ear.
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Without warning Shannon suddenly climaxed, the most powerful orgasm she'd ever
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felt. She let out a shrieking moan and nearly fell off the couch, her insides
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clutching together as the full force of the orgasm passed through her. Her
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eyes lit briefly on the screen, where Mark was continuing to rape the dying
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girl, whose blood was pouring out of her throat, all over the bed...
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Slowly, shaking violently with the power of her climax, Shannon got to her
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feet. The tape had faded to black now, the last sight Mark screaming with
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delight as he came in the girl. With what seemed like all the effort she could
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muster, Shannon hit the rewind button.
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She let it go a few seconds, then hit PLAY. The scene started over with the
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man punching the girl's cunt. Shannon hit PAUSE and sat down, taking deep
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breaths to calm herself. She could hardly believe what she'd seen -- or how it
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had felt to see it!
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She'd masturbated to a few dark fantasies with her own death in them, but
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actually seeing a young girl die -- a girl not much younger than she was -- was
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powerfully erotic. She shoved her fingers into her cunt and began to
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masturbate furiously, hitting the PAUSE button again before sitting back,
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pinching at her nipples as well, putting herself once more in Missy's place.
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She could imagine it now, the pain, the horror, watching as Mark entered the
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girl, imagining not Mark, but some stranger, entering her, raping her, hurting
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her, and then the knife, the sharp knife against her slender throat, the pain
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of it biting in, the man still raping her --
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This time she did fall off the couch, the orgasm so strong she doubled over,
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moaning in orgasmic pleasure. Mark came running in and stopped, gaping at the
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TV. "Shit!", he yelled, and hit the STOP button.
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"No!", Shannon protested, her body shaking furiously as the orgasm continued
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its assault on her. Her slender thighs quivered around her fingers, still
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buried deep between her bare labia lips, the tips brushing at her clitoris,
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stimulating her more and more. "No, Mark! Again! Play it again!"
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Mark stared at her for a moment, a look of curious confusion and absolute glee
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on his face, then rewound the tape and played it again. Over and over they did
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it, Shannon's orgasms crashing into her with force, sending her mind and body
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to new heights of pleasure. Six, seven, eight times, and finally, she was too
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weak to go on.
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Mark lifted her up, gently, and laid her on the couch. "You really liked
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that?", he asked, sounding surprised.
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"Oh Mark, yes!", she cried. "Yes! It was so nasty! And you -- " She stared
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at her brother, suddenly frightened. She was alone, with not only a rapist, but
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a murderer. The fright suddenly heightened her sense of pleasure, giving her a
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giddy thrill. She was truly enjoying walking the dangerous edge. "You cut her
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throat!"
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"Yeah", Mark answered gleefully. "Shit, sis, if you liked it that much, I'll
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fuck you a lot more! I've just been nice to you because I thought you'd
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suffered so bad, and I guess I felt pretty bad about that, because I wasn't
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there to stop it, but -- " He didn't finish. Instead, he slapped her across
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the face, a stinging slap, and threw himself onto her...
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xxx
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Shannon awoke to bright morning sunshine streaming in her window and the soft
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snoring of her brother next to her. She was a little surprised at being able to
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move; Mark must have raped her a dozen times last night, driving her right to
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the point of exhaustion.
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He was like an animal. Brutal, his cock not just slamming, but RAMMING into
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her, like a pile driver. It had been so painful, so brutal, she was in tears,
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but not even that had stopped Mark. He just kept going, calling her a "slut"
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and a "whore" and a "dirty cocksucking fuckbitch" and a whole slew of other
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foul names.
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She'd liked it anyway. The more brutal he got, the more powerful her orgasms
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became. Right up to the point where he'd started choking her, squeezing her
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throat until she finally blacked out. That, had been absolutely the best.
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She slid out of bed, standing uneasily on shaky legs. She was still pretty
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sore. She looked over to Mark. It was hard to believe her brother was a
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killer. He didn't look like one. Shannon had always believed killers were
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greasy men who didn't shave and wore long black jackets and sunglasses -- like
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the Terminator. Of course, she'd thought the same thing about rapists, too.
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She padded quietly into the bathroom and showered, then laid out on the sundeck
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to get her daily tan. She was just coming in when Mark stepped in her way, a
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maniacal grin on is face.
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"Oh, sis..."
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Shannon tried to bolt, but he grabbed her arms and threw her down on the bed,
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pinning her with his body. Shannon squirmed, but it was useless. In less than
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a few seconds Mark had his cock in her and was pumping away, forcing her to
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orgasm.
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"That was fantastic", Mark moaned, pulling out of her. "Now go take a shower.
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And wash your cunt out real good." He turned and left the room.
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Shannon showered again, expecting Mark to show up at any moment. She loved
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never knowing when he was going to attack her again.
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Mark was waiting when she got back to her room. He was fully dressed and
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showed little interest in her, even those his eyes kept roving her tiny, naked
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body. "Get dressed, slut", he told her. "We're going out."
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Shannon was acutely aware of him watching her as she dressed. She put on a
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pair of pink cotton panties first -- normal ones -- and then a pair of snug,
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short white denim shorts that neatly encupped her ass cheeks and stretched
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tight across her cunt. She pulled on a short sleeve white blouse and tied it
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above her midriff, then finished the outfit with a pair of white tennis
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sneakers and a thin black belt.
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"Not bad, slut", Mark snapped. "Now get over here."
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Shannon made her way meekly over to him. He motioned for her to sit next to
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him. He made no move to touch her.
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"We're going up to the lake today", he told her. "I want you to call Julie."
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Shannon got up quickly. She was shaking, both from fear and excitement.
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"Julie?"
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"That's who I said, didn't I?", Mark asked.
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Shannon nodded. She hurried to the phone and dialed her best friends number.
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She dearly wanted sweet Julie to join her.
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Halfway through dialing, she hung up. "Mark, are you going to rape her?",
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Shannon asked, almost eagerly, yet with a touch of guilt and fear.
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"Yeah", Mark laughed.
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"Can I help?"
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Mark thought it over. "I guess, yeah. But you can't tell her what we've been
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doing. You'd ruin it. I want her to like it as much as you do."
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Shannon nodded. She wanted Julie to share in this. She wanted to watch Mark
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rape Julie and teach her to enjoy what Shannon now enjoyed. And then, to let
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others use Julie.
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Shannon eagerly dialed the phone now, fighting to contain her excitement. After
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a few minutes of meaningless chatter, she invited Julie to go up to the lake
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with her and Mark. Julie immediately accepted. It had been two weeks since
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she'd seen Shannon, having been told Shannon was "sick in bed."
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As soon as she hung up, she turned to find Mark waiting, stark naked. He
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grabbed her and flung her onto her bed, holding a hand over her mouth while he
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climbed onto her. Shannon struggled and whimpered, turning him on even more,
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and then he was raping her...
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xxx
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Julie Roberts hung up the phone and squealed with glee. Shannon was all better,
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which meant an end to the boring two weeks she'd spent with nothing better to
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do that watch TV or join the other friends they had. Julie was especially
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close to Shannon, who was her best friend, even though Shannon was a year
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older, at 11.
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Julie was pretty for ten. A small girl -- four foot five -- she was slender,
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her figure slightly curvacious, her legs long and trim. She was a natural
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redhead, her thick, wavy hair framing her young face and spilling over her
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shoulders and down her back, nearly to her waist. She had small, freckled
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cheeks and jade green eyes, which complimented her soft white skin.
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Julie was also a little wiser than young Shannon in some ways. Her parents had
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divorced two years ago and the little girl had been forced to mature faster
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than most kids. It didn't detract from her innocence, however.
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Julie liked to play with dolls and do other little girl things, but she also
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understood sex. She knew what a penis and a vagina were and how babies were
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made, and she knew good touch and bad touch. She knew what rape was, as well,
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and how painful and humiliating it could be. What she didn't know was how soon
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she'd find out, first hand.
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Julie had been lounging in bed until Shannon called. She got up now, took a
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fast shower, and got dressed, putting on a short sleeve blouse and short white
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shorts with white sneakers. Under that she wore a white, two piece bathing
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suit, which she really didn't need. Julie's breasts had not yet developed to
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any great degree and the bikini top was more of a belt than a top. But it was
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still sexy.
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She still had an hour left, so she packed up a towel and some things in a small
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bag to take with her, and made herself some breakfast. When she was done, she
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hurried over to Shannon's.
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xxx
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Mark stood by the window of his bedroom, watching for Julie. Shannon was in her
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own room, getting dressed again after he'd raped her.
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Mark was getting tired of raping his sister. It had been his greatest fantasy
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since he was thirteen -- a fantasy denied him until now -- and at first, it had
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been great. But now Shannon enjoyed it too much. He knew that when she
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resisted, it was more of an act than anything real. He was getting less and
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less satisfaction from it. Even brutally attacking her as he had last night
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didn't do it. Much of Shannon's innocence -- the thing that had made her so
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appealing in the first place -- was now fake.
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He decided to give it some time before he raped her again. Maybe a few months,
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maybe a year -- get her to believe he wasn't going to do it again, so when he
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did, it would be a shock. That, he figured, would be satisfying. In the
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meantime, he'd step back and watch others hurt his sister, maybe kill her. The
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idea was appealing.
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For today, at least, he would rape Shannon a few more times, in front of Julie.
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It was part of a sick little plan he'd cooked up, knowing that Julie, in some
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ways, was more mature than Shannon, and would be harder to break down.
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He might even have to kill her. The idea stirred up his loins. Mark had no
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compunction about killing; he'd murdered at least a dozen little girls since he
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was fourteen. He did, however, prefer not to. Killing them was risky,
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sometimes messy. And if you didn't kill them, there were always there to be
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used again. You simply had to scare them enough that they wouldn't tell, or
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get them to like it.
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Mark knew he could even kill his sister. Last night, when he'd been choking
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her, he almost couldn't stop. The delight in watching her squirm had been too
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much. Only the realization that he'd never be able to hide it from his parents
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had stopped him.
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He guessed he'd see. Today, he wanted Julie. She was fresh and innocent; her
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fear and pain would be real. Just like it had been with Shannon. He wanted to
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get Julie under his thumb, eventually. It didn't matter if she liked it or
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not, and would be better if she didn't. And after that, he wanted her twin
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sisters.
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Shannon stepped quietly into the room and moved up to stand beside him. She
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was very quiet, but the eager gleam in her eyes as she stared out the window
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was enough to tell him what she was thinking.
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Mark looked down at Shannon's outfit. It was the one one she'd put on earlier.
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Mark had bought her a whole new wardrobe with his parents credit card. Each
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outfit was sexy or cute, and from now on, that was all that Shannon would wear.
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Mark had long ago been told that clothes, especially shorts and short skirts,
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followed by a girl's legs, then her face and body, was what most often drew
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rapists. So everything that Shannon wore would look right on her, normal, but
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would also draw attention to her.
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He heard the front door open downstairs. He smiled at Shannon. "Remember,
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just like we planned it. Don't let her know."
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"I won't", Shannon promised with a giggle.
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xxx
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The lake was a secluded spot near a private lake that Mark's father partly
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owned. As such, they had it all to themselves, which made it perfect for the
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plan.
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Julie sat in the back seat, smiling a sunny smile, as they drove up. Shannon
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sat in the front seat next to her brother, ready to burst with excitement.
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Everytime she looked back at Julie, she could imagine the fear and pain on her
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friend's face, how good it would look. How good it would feel for Julie when
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Mark's violating cock brought her to orgasm.
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They drove down the small dirt road that led to the spot and got out. Mark had
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packed a lunch, but it would be a while before they ate. He wanted to get down
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to business first.
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xxx
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Julie loved coming to the lake, and was eager to escape the heat and get into
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the water. But Mark said no. "I found a nest of baby squirrels up here", he
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told her. "Why don't we go see?"
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"I'll set up for lunch", Shannon offered.
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Julie really wanted to spend the day with her friend, but she guessed a quick
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trip into the woods wouldn't be too much to ask. Besides, Julie loved animals.
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Mark put his arm around her shoulders and led her deep into the trees, to a
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grassy clearing several hundred yards from the campsite. "Boy, Julie, you're
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really growing up", he told her. "I can't believe how pretty and sexy you're
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getting."
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Julie blushed. "Thanks."
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"Yeah, you really turn me on."
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Julie started to feel uncomfortable. Turn him on? She knew that had something
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to do with sex. She tried to step away from Mark, but his arm tightened.
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"Yeah, I think we should get it on." Mark spun her around, holding her by the
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arm. She saw his other hand fumbling with the zipper of his jeans. Julie
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screamed.
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Mark pushed her to the ground and jumped on her, the full weight of his body
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knocking the wind out of her. She gasped as Mark's lips pressed against hers,
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forcing kisses from her mouth she didn't want to give. Mark had pinned her
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hands down, and she was only able to thrash and squirm, but it was no good.
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Mark was too big.
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Then she saw Shannon come running up. She was carrying a blanket, it looked
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like. Maybe she'd heard the screams and come running. Julie tried to kick
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away, but Mark had her too well. He hauled the frightened 10 year old to her
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feet, twisting her arms together behind her back and clamping his hand tightly
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over her mouth.
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Julie saw Shannon spread the blanket out, smiling. Was this a joke? Her
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terrified mind knew it wasn't. She could feel the press of Mark's cock against
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her back, stiff under his jeans.
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Realizing now that her best friend had betrayed her, all the fight went out of
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Julie. Mark pushed her face down onto the blanket and tied her hands behind
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her with rope Shannon handed to him.
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"You'll like this", Shannon told her. "Really!"
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Mark yanked a strip of cloth between Julie's teeth and tied it behind her head.
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He rolled her onto her back and quickly pulled her shorts off. She felt
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Shannon press down on her shoulders, and then Mark tore the bikini bottoms
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away.
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"Hurt her, Mark, hurt her!", Shannon was yelling. Julie watched Mark pull down
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his pants, his huge, swelling cock bursting free. Panicked anew, Julie held
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her legs together, but Mark easily forced them apart.
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"You'll love this", Mark laughed, and went down on her.
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Julie's body was exquisite. Soft, creamy skin and delicate pink, almost white,
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nipples, a small, flat slit like Shannon's. Julie looked down across it as
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Mark's huge shaft penetrated the outer folds and pushed against her maidenhead.
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There was a brief sensation of something good, then horrible pain as Mark's
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hips thrust forward. She felt something inside of her stretching, the pain
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worse with each second. It was as if she were being split in half and was
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helpless to stop it.
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Shannon leaned over her. "Doesn't it hurt wonderfully?", she asked.
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Suddenly, whatever was stretching broke. Julie could feel it, magnifying the
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pain a hundred times. Her back arched, lifting her almost clear of the blanket
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as Mark's cock plunged further into her. She screamed in pain, feeling Mark
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pull out and plunge in again, forcing the tight, unused muscles of her sex
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canal to admit his huge cock.
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"It's all the way in!", Shannon squealed with delight. "Fuck her, Mark! Fuck
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her!"
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"Watch your language!", Mark snapped. "Man, she's fucking tight! Come on
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Julie, loosen up! You know you like this!"
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"Yeah, you have to like, Julie! You're a dirty slut! Don't you just love
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Mark's cock being buried all the way in you? Isn't it great?"
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Julie shook her head. She didn't like this and she wanted him to stop. She
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could never like this. It was horrible and it hurt and it made her feel dirty.
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"Make her suck your cock, Mark. Fu -- put it in her behind! I want to see your
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hurt her, Mark!", Shannon squealed. She had her hand shoved down her shorts,
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fingering herself madly. "Go on!"
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Julie could believe none of this. Her own best friend had lured her into and
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let her be, raped. A boy -- a man -- she'd known and trusted all her life had
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bound and gagged her, then violated her, taking her virginity. And now Shannon
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was encouraging him to do more.
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Julie felt like dirt. She felt like the lowest form of life on earth. She was
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a little girl who liked dolls and animals, and who took good care of her two
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little sisters.
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Julie started. Would Mark go after them, next? Her sisters were twins, only
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five. Was that too young for Mark?
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She looked at him. He looked crazy. His whole body was shuddering. He was
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gasping between clenched teeth, grunting like he was in pain. Julie knew he'd
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have no trouble doing this to her sisters.
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And then the pain stole her thoughts away. Mark thrust forward, hard, his
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entire body shaking. Julie felt his cock swelling inside of her, felt it
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pulse, something warm filling her uterus. And then Mark collapsed on top of
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her again, gasping.
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"Damn!", he muttered, pushing himself up, still buried inside of her. She
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watched him withdraw his cock, the shaft covered with her blood, and the sight
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of it almost made her faint.
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She didn't have long to look, anyway, because Mark suddenly lifted her legs
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high, pushing them over her head. Through the V formed by her thighs she saw
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him coming in again, felt the tip of his cock brush her tight rectal hole.
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Immediately she tensed, but it only made things worse. Mark was pushing in,
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slowly but surely.
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"You'd better fucking relax or this'll really hurt!", he told her, shoving more
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and more of his hard cock deep into her anus, into her bowels.
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Out of the corner of her eye she could see Shannon, her hand out of her shorts
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now, staring wide eyed and horrified at Mark. "Mark, no! Please, I did what
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you told me to do but I can't stand it! Leave her alone!"
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"Then get out of here, you little whore! Go back to the car! And you better
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be there when I get back or I'll blow her fucking head off!", Mark shouted,
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sending Shannon scrambling.
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Blow my head off?, Julie thought, and began screaming, because that was all she
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knew now. At the same time, she also knew, or understood, what was happening.
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Mark had been doing this to Shannon -- probably the whole time she'd been
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"sick". He'd probably promised to stop if Shannon would lure her out here. And
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now, she would be raped and killed.
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xxx
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The girl's ass was gloriously tight, even though she had relaxed some. Mark
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saw blood, but it was hard to say if he'd torn her ass or if that was her hymen
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blood from before. Either way, she was lucky. He was long but not terribly
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thick.
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Mark climaxed inside the little girl and pulled out. He was spent, at least for
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the minute, and Julie seemed exhausted; her screams had become loud, wracking
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sobs, barely muffled by the gag. Mark tied her ankles and told her he'd be
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back, then stalked off toward the lake.
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Shannon was waiting for him at the car. The look of horror on her face quickly
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became and ear to ear grin. "Think she bought it?", she asked.
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Mark shrugged, heading for the lake shore. "Maybe." He wanted to wash up and
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get back to Julie. He stripped off his clothes and dove in, rubbing his hands
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all over his body to get clean.
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After his quick bath, he took a bucket from the car and filled it with water
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and a bar of soap, then carried that and a washcloth back with him, Shannon
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tagging along. He'd already decided to forgo his earlier plan of letting Julie
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believe Shannonw as all for her. Instead, he had another idea.
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Julie was where he'd left her, still sobbing. He told Shannon to clean her up
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while he knelt down beside the little girl's head, his cock dangling in her
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face. Julie turned her head away and he jerked it back.
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"You hate me, huh?", he asked. Julie nodded. "Bet you're scared of me too,
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huh?" Julie nodded again. She shuddered a little as Shannon wiped the
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washcloth around her bloody slit.
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"Bet that feels good, doesn't it?", Shannon asked. Julie nodded. Julie
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continued shuddering as Shannon cleaned her up.
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"Now listen to me, Julie", Mark told the girl. "I've got a deal for you.
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You're not going to tell anybody about this. And I mean anybody. Furthermore,
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from now on, you belong to me. You'll do what I say, no matter what. Is that
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clear?"
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Julie just stared. "Okay, you forced me. If you don't do what I say and want,
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your mom is going to suffer for it. The first time, she'll just get a good
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scare. After that, she'll get this. One guy. Then there were will more guys.
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Maybe she'll even be killed."
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Julie shrieked and began to sob. "Shut up!", Mark snapped, slapping her
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lightly on the cheek. "It's up to you, Julie. I've had guys watching your mom
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for weeks now." That was a lie. But he could have somebody there with a
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single phone call. He knew people like that VERY well. "And don't think I
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won't. Understand?"
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Julie nodded, still sobbing. "That's right. So from now on, you're mine. I'll
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rape you when and where I want. And so will others. In fact, you'll go out and
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try to make it happen. You're trash, Julie, and your body is for other
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people's use. You might even get to like it. Shannon will tell you all about
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orgasms and I'll show you. And you and Shannon will be good friends. And if
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you're really good, I'll stop hurting you very soon. Will you do it?"
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Julie nodded. Mark smiled. "That's a girl. Oh, and Julie, you don't have to
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like it. In fact, I'd rather you didn't." Still grinning, he got up and walked
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over to Shannon.
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xxx
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"She isn't hurt", Mark noted, shoving his finger into the girl's cunt, then her
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ass, drawing it out clean. There were no outer tears, which meant she'd
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stretched pretty well under the onslaught.
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"Just like me", Shannon said, getting all hot just looking at Julie's bare
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middle. "You're going to love it, Julie. Really. Look at me! I'm happy,
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letting strangers use me, letting Mark fuck me silly. We both deserve it.
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We're just dirty whores. Sure it hurts, but that's half the fun! It really
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makes orgasms great!" She grinned at Mark. "Can I show her?"
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"Not right away. I'm not done yet. Go back to the car and get me a beer out
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of the cooler." He turned his attention back to Julie as Shannon scampered
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off. The little girl's eyes grew wide. She knew. And she didn't like it.
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Mark flipped her over, pushing her legs under her and spreading them so her ass
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stuck almost straight up. He grabbed ahold of Julie's shaking hips and slid
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foward, his cock sliding against, then into, her little fuck hole.
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Julie groaned in pain as she slid in, burying only about a third of himself in
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her, enough to hurt her and enough to make him feel good. He hadn't done many
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little girls dogstyle, but with Julie, it had always been a fantasy.
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"Oh, yeah, Julie, yeah!", he moaned, using short, quick thrusts that jabbed at
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her, hurting her, making her scream. Her cunt was already responding,
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tightening and slickening with her cunt juices, and slowly but surely, her body
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began to shudder, her moans turn to screams as her first orgasm came upon her.
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For a moment he couldn't understand why she'd have one so soon, whereas it had
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seemed to take Shannon forever -- then he realized it must be the position. He
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must be hitting her G-spot. He'd had to remember that, because he didn't want
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Julie to always have orgasms. Her pain was much more fun.
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Mark brought her to orgasm first, her little body quivering with sensation, her
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breath coming in short gasps and moans as it hit her, followed by sobs. She
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probably felt worse for having it, and Mark enjoyed that. He blew his load in
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the little girl and flipped her onto her back, raping her again.
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xxx
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By nightfall, he'd raped Julie at least a dozen times, and his cock and body
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were aching. He untied the girl and let her dress, then the three of them
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headed home. Julie stayed the night, at his "insistence", and Mark continued
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to use and abuse her, even teaching her the finer points of oral sex, which she
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picked up quickly.
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Every day for the rest of the week he attacked her, sometimes only once,
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sometimes repeatedly. Shannon often helped, eating Julie out while he raped
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the girl's mouth or ass. Julie quickly learned to submit, but all the while
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the fear and hatred she felt for him was quite apparent. Only fear for her
|
|
mother's life kept her in line.
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By the end of that week, Julie was firmly under his thumb, just like Shannon.
|
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Not as accepting, of course, but stuck. She knew she couldn't get away and had
|
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to live with what he wanted. Even if she didn't like it.
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Mark was quite pleased with himself, and yet, he felt empty. He had subjugated
|
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his sister and her best friend to his sexual will, but it was somehow...not
|
|
right. He was a rapist, after all, not a slave master or pimp. After the
|
|
initial attack was over, much of the thrill was gone.
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Of course, Julie's twin sisters, Brandi and Brianna, still remained to be
|
|
taken. And he would, soon. In the meantime, he had other needs. He still had
|
|
two months left before his parents came home, and that was two full months he
|
|
could spend having fun. Not just with his chosen few, but with any he might
|
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like.
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And he would. He most surely would...
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<TO BE CONTINUED>
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