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Summer Holiday

Part 2

SUMMER HOLIDAY PT2

By Ashtree

 

The following is a work of fiction/fantasy. It is not intended to condone or encourage forced sexual acts between females.

Hi, it's Jenny here again with another tale from my life as a female rapist, last time I told you how I'd fucked the chambermaid from my hotel back at her flat, well my blood was still up, so to speak, and I decided to go out for the day prepared. I'd found out by now that you had to take any chance offered. So after finally untying the chambermaid in the morning I hurried back to the hotel, showered and dressed for a day of fun. I wore a t-shirt, mid length skirt, stockings and suspenders, with my strap-on tucked inside the top of the stockings. I had no particular plan in mind, so I just got in my car and drove.

About 15 miles out of town I parked up in a near deserted car park overlooking a similar beach, I got our and sat on a bench at the top of the cliff, the only eyesore was a public toilet slightly below the top, but it was a marvelous view and I just sat there for a few minutes soaking it in. Suddenly I heard a noise and looked round, it was a group of people coming up the path from the beach; I guessed they must be the owners of the other two cars in the car park. My eye was immediately drawn to one of the girls in the group, she was in her early 20's, I'd guess, quite pretty and short, but her figure was magnificent and was fully revealed by the skimpy green bikini she had on. My pussy began tingling as I looked at her but I knew my luck was out, because she wasn't alone. But once again my luck was about to turn, because as they went into the car park I heard her say that she had to go to the loo and that she'd catch the others up on the way home. As she disappeared into the public toilets I glance round to see that she must have come on her own because the other car had gone and there was no one about.

This was too good to be true, but I knew I had to move fast, I rapidly followed her in and shut myself in one of the cubicles, but only long enough to rummage around in my bag till I found what I was after: Lubricant, which I quickly smeared over my strap-on, a pair of handcuffs, and my knife, then I flushed the handle and waited for my victim to open her door.

As soon as her door opened I slammed it back on her, knocking her back. “Hey, watch it.” She started to say but in a flash I was in the cubicle with her, she was half sat down on the seat where I ‘d knocked her and I towered over her as I grabbed her hair and held my knife to her throat “Don't make a fucking noise.” I hissed “And you wont get hurt” I pulled her to her feet and turned her round so she was facing the grimy wall, my knife still at her throat “Put your hands behind you back” I ordered and as soon as she did I clipped the handcuffs on. Bingo, she was mine.

I dropped the knife to the floor and with both hands yanked her bikini briefs down to her knees, “what are you doing?” she asked in a fearful voice. As I fished my strap on out from under my skirt with one hand, I spread her thighs with the other “Isn't it fucking obvious?” I positioned the head of the strap-on against her pussy and began to push it in, she struggled wildly but in vain, as I was able to lean against her and push her further off balance.

I heard a scream beginning in her throat so I clamped my hand over her mouth as I pushed in hard “ Don't make a fucking sound, you bitch, you know you want this” She shook her head as much as my hand would allow it. I was really turned on by the intensity of this and knew an orgasm was not far off, I wriggled my free hand under her bikini top and began to pinch and scratch at her breasts, they felt firm and round, every movement she made to try and escape me simply transmitted itself to my pussy through the strap-on; it was as if we were Siamese twins. “Yeah” I grunted as the climax drew near and I rammed myself in again “ Does it feel good, baby?” her tearful sobs through my fingers told me all I needed to know and when I came. I slid my hand down her body, over it's curves and then snaked it round her waist and pulled her onto me again. God, why did it have to be like this, she had such a gorgeous body I wished I could use her like the chambermaid the previous night and keep her mine all night, instead of a frenzied, grubby rape in a public toilet.

There was one last thing I wanted to do, I put my arm across her throat as if to choke her and withdrew my strap-on from her pussy, the with my other hand I placed it against hr anus, she realized what I was about to do and began to struggle but a quick tightening of my arm over her throat quieted her, and I began to ease my way inside her. “Relax, it's going to happen anyway,” I hissed into her ear, loving the frenzied, muffled protesting sobs this produced. Her arsehole felt tight but I just kept on pushing, ignoring her gasps for air, all I was interested in was violating her as quickly as possible. I came before I was fully in, and pulled her back onto me in my ecstasy, I kissed her neck and face, her tears tasted salty as I licked her cheek.

I eased myself out of her, and gave her magnificent breasts a final tweak, then knew that I couldn't leave them alone, so I hauled her to her feet and pushed her against the wall of the cubicle, roughly I pushed her top up and, while I covered her mouth with my hand, bit hard on her tits, even though my hand was gagging her shrieks were still loud, but as I bit deeper they subsided into a low wail. Finally satisfied I pushed her down onto the floor, and undid the cuffs; I picked up the knife and waved it under her nose again. “Stay here for 5 minutes, then come out. If I see you before then I'll do it all again, understand?” She made no reply but I guess she did, so I rearranged my strap-on under my skirt, grabbed my bag and left in hurry. As I pulled out of the car park I could see from my mirror that she still hadn't emerged, and I grinned to myself. It was turning out to be an excellent holiday, what next? Well, the night manageress at the hotel was quite attractive; I'd have to give it some thought


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