1. Rape: He Said – She Said


    Date: 6/15/2016, Categories: Fiction, Extreme, Rape, Snuff, Author: 90lbsofDynamite, Source: sexstories.com

    Rape – He Said – She Said By Millie Dynamite He Said I watched her prancing around with her short dress barely covering her ass, and that deeply plunging neckline revealing her big bouncing tits. She moved her long shapely legs energetically on the dance floor inviting me to part them. She was calling all cocks to come to her. It was a tease dance if ever I saw one. She didn’t turn anyone down, but I could tell no one would get lucky. The bitch was just another fucking tease. She danced with the pathetic loser geeks, the big husky athletes, and even the married guys. The girlfriends and wives glared at her as her big tits bounced so invitingly. The single girls envy for her was exhibited on their faces. It wasn’t that they weren’t as good looking as her, though they weren’t, it was more they didn’t have – “it.” That certain “it” that every little prick tease has. The inherent ability to send a mixed message – I’m wild as hell and you have a shot at me; coupled with, I’m so fucking hot you don’t have a chance. My cock twitched in my pants trying to grow it wanted to get wet, no, that isn’t quite right. What it wanted was to feel a hot stuck up bitches’ pussy being ripped apart to accommodate it. I decided to have her. I had to destroy her. She teased guys leading them on and then let them down, it looked as if she dashed their hopes in a tender manner. Didn’t matter to me if she was kind or cruel I would destroy the bitch. I watched her ass gyrate and her body ungulate in a ...
    practiced tease designed to drive men wild. All this so she could say the word, “NO.” The slut was a destroyer of souls. She promised tender mercy while she delivered emasculating rejection. I couldn’t wait to hurt this bitch. I would be patient and bid my time then strike her down and give her the fucking she really needed. I figured she was a lesbo – I hate fucking lesbians! I waited and watched she was the kind that would wait till near the end of the night. She would tease and then prance out of the bar, the bitches would sigh with relief while the guys would groan with disappointment. Only it wasn’t going to go that way tonight. Not this night because this cunt had a date with nine inches of cunt ripper. I made my move and acted shy, I knew she would like that. First I bought her a drink and slipped just a little pill in it. After she had drunk a good portion of the cocktail, I stumbled over the words until she said “Let’s dance.” It was a fast dance which was what I wanted. That would move the shit through her system quickly. She moved so nicely but not as good as before. Still the cunt could dance like a pro. As the dope took effect she began to stumble every so often. I would rescue her grabbing her saving her from a fall. I knew she could feel the power in my grasp. Then the music changed and it was a slow song. Instinctively she moved to me as the DJ called out, “Last call and last dance.” I moved her guiding her as she hung on to me tightly. Her senses were awash ...
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