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Collected by Djian
Other story by Red Rover: A Night on the Town , Shortcut
Subject: Tina (Rape, NC, MF)
Date: Thu, 4 Nov 1999 00:58:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Red Rover <redrover0@yahoo.com>
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TINA
Tina reached over and hit snooze on her clock radio.
She curled up tightly, clutching her blankets to her
body, trying to keep warm. Tina knew that she had to
get up for school, though, and she climbed sluggishly
out of bed. She lived by herself in a bad
neighborhood in Queens. When she'd made enough money
as a substitute teacher, she was going to get a better
place. This apartment, as well as the neighborhood,
was pretty run down. She looked into the mirror, and
began brushing her long red hair.
As she ran the brush through her silky hair, she
thought about what she had to do that day. Fill out
some papers for the main office, and then she had a
third grade class to teach for the next two days. She
had to stop by the bank and...Tina cocked her head.
She thought she heard a noise from her kitchen.
Alarmed, Tina put the brush down. It sounded like a
heavy footstep. There it was again! Somebody was
walking around. She raced to her phone and
frantically dialed 9-1-1. The phone was dead. She
gasped and hung up. The noise was coming from the
other side of the apartment. Someone was inside with
her.
The only door outside was in the kitchen, where the
intruder was. Tina looked for a place to hide. As
she was about to get into her closet, the bedroom door
burst open. In strolled a tall black man wearing a
black T-shirt and camoflage pants. He was carrying a
canvas bag. Tina screamed. The man saw her and took a
step forward. He caught her arm and pulled her to
him.
He was so much taller and heavier than her that he
overpowered her with ease. Her thin, lily-white arm
was dwarfed by his meaty black fist. Tina tried to
scream again, but he punched her in the stomach, so
hard that all the wind went out of her. The gasping
redhead was thrown onto her bed.
Tina struggled for breath, and feebly tried to push
the black man away as he climbed on her. He peered
down at her, his eyes and teeth big and white,
standing out against his chocolate skin. Tina's hands
pushing on his strong, solid chest didn't even budge
him.
"I didn't know you was home," he said.
"Get off of me," Tina gasped.
"Nah, white bitch," the man said, "I think I'm going
to have a little bit of fun wit you."
"No, please, no," Tina said, struggling more
vigorously.
The intruder put his giant hand on Tina's mouth and
pressed down. Her eyes went wide with fear.
"You make one sound, one little scream, and I'll
break your neck with my muthafucking hands."
Tears formed in Tina's eyes.
"Good," the man said, holding down on her shoulder
with his free hand while he unbuttoned his pants.
Silently, Tina pushed on his shoulders, hoping
without hope that he would get off of her. She was
so afraid of what this man could do to her. She felt
so vulnerable.
His hands crawled up her nightie. They slid up her
chest, and she froze with fear. She winced as he
grabbed her tiny breasts, mauling them, pinching her
nipples.
They were much less than a handful for him, and he
told her so.
"You got some small tits, bitch," he said. Tina
stared, shocked that this man dared to break into her
apartment, push her down and grab her like that.
He only played with her tits for a few seconds,
before he rose up slightly, and yanked her sweatpants
down. Leering at her bare legs, he hooked the elastic
of her panties with his fingers. He jerked them down
over her hips and down her legs with one pull. Her
little white lace panties dangled from his fingers.
He held them up for her to see, and then he sniffed
them.
"MMmmm..." he said, "Nothing like the smell of a
white girl's snatch." Tina's face crinkled in
disgust. She watched as he pulled his cock out of his
undershorts. It was big, as big around as her wrist,
and long too. She had never seen a cock this size
before. But then again, she'd never seen a black
man's dick.
He began stroking it, rubbing it furiously to make it
hard. As it stiffened up, he caught Tina's eye.
"What are you looking at?" he said, "You ain't ever
seen nigger cock before?"
He slapped her face then, suddenly. Tina's cheek
burnt with pain.
It took him only seconds to split her legs as far
apart as they would go. The underwear were dropped on
the bed next to her. He looked down at her juicy
pussy, surrounded by fine red hairs, and rammed his
cock into it, not stopping until he was buried up to
his hilt.
Tina shrieked with pain and surprise. His dick
completely filled her up. He lifted her nightie up
above her tits, all the way to her shoulders, so that
she was for all practical purposes naked, and he had
full access to her body. He laid down on top of her
and began ramming his cock in and out of her. Faster
and faster he fucked her. Everytime the big black
cock pushed inside her, Tina gasped. The man was on
top of her, suffocating her, raping her.
He stared into her eyes, a cruel look on his face,
and kissed her deeply on her lips, his big mouth
smothering hers. He was squeezing and pinching her
little titties. His tongue snaked into her mouth, but
she dared not bite it. Not while he was doing,
well...THAT to her. She knew that he could easily
kill her at any moment.
He bent his head lower and kissed her breast and took
one of her nipples into his mouth. Furiously, he
sucked on them and licked her nipples, drooling onto
her chest.
Tina was nauseated. She thought that she was going
to throw up. Her big attacker was thrusting harder
and more violently now, apparently getting ready for
his finish.
She expected him to ejaculate inside of her, but he
didn't. Instead, he pulled out of her, holding his
sticky, slimy cock in his hand. He took a fistful of
hair.
"Turn over," he growled, and pulled her hair. Tina
allowed him to turn her over, praying that it would be
over soon, that he would be done with her. He
positioned her the way he liked her, on her hands and
knees, facing away from him, and he pushed his cock
inside of her.
Tina moaned. His dick was so big, that it hurt her
going in like this. Every single thrust was painful.
He fucked her like a dog, for what seemed like
forever. She concentrated on her clock radio,
watching the numbers change as the agonizing rape
continued. Tina's body was rocked back and forth by
his thrusts. Her pussy had grown a little wetter, to
accommodate his big dick, but it still hurt.
He pulled his cock out of her. "You gonna suck my
dick now, white slut?" he asked her. Tina ignored
him. She wouldn't. She couldn't. She didn't want
that black thing in her mouth. He pushed her down
onto her bed and turned her head so that she was
looking at him.
"You hear me? I said SUCK IT."
Crying, sniffling, because she dare not disobey, Tina
crawled closer to him. Still, she was reluctant to
take it into her mouth.
A slap of his hand cured that. Her face still
stinging, she opened her mouth wide for his cock, and
he slid it into her mouth. He smelled different to
her. Musky. His cock was so big that already her
mouth was painfully forced open. He took her head and
pushed it forwards, towards him and his cock slid down
her throat. Tina gagged. All she could smell and
taste was him. Her nose was buried in his thick wiry
pubic hairs. One of them went into her mouth somehow,
and she felt sick. She felt sure that she was going
to throw up.
The man payed no heed. He began fucking her face, in
and out. Tina merely held her mouth open, and let him
do what he wanted with his slippery cock.
"That's a good cocksucker," he said, "That's the
way, sugar," He stuck his cock way down her throat.
Tina fought back the bile. Her nose was now right up
against his curly pubic hairs, and he held her there.
She couldn't breathe, not with that black python down
her throat, and she couldn't move away. Still he held
her head close to him. Her eyes teared up. Her
throat burned as she tasted his salty precum.
Tina actually prayed to God that he would just shoot
her load down her throat right then, no matter how
revolting it would taste, just so that she could
breathe again.
The rapist put the palm of his hand on her forehead
and pushed her away. Tina gasped for air, finally
able to take a breath. While she panted, her small
chest heaving, the man took the opportunity to stroke
his cock, making it shiny and rock hard.
"How's that, bitch?" he said, "This is what's going
to be inside you again soon. I know you love it."
The man stepped aside and picked up Tina's camera
from her dresser.
"Smile," he said, taking a picture of her reddened,
cum-sticky face. "Now spread your legs."
She was slow to respond, and he slapped her thigh.
"I said spread your legs!" he bellowed.
Tina curled into a ball, crying.
The man began beating her, striking her naked body
with his fists.
"Open up your fucking legs!"
"Please, please stop." Tina whimpered, and rolled on
her back. She opened her legs up.
"Farther!" the man demanded.
Tina whimpered and sprawled her legs open as far as
they would go. The man stared at her open pussy, and
took another picture, pleased.
He leaned over her and spit in her face. The spittle
dribbled down her forehead and the bridge of her
nose. Tina recoiled in disgust.
"Don't wipe it off!" he cried out, and took another
picture of the pale white girl lying there naked on
her bed, her legs wide open for him, and his spit
splashed across her face.
"Now turn over," he ordered her. "Get on your knees
and put your face on the pillow." Tina rolled over,
the man's spit smearing onto her sheets, and assumed
the position, her hindquarters in the air, her face
and hands pressed against the bed.
"That's the way all you white sluts should be," he
said, "Ready for some action," He took a picture.
"Now spread your asscheeks way open, so I can see that
nice pussy opened up for me."
Utterly humiliated, Tina did it, spreading her ass
open for him. He took a picture of her like this.
Then he bent closer and put the camera much closer.
"You got a cute little pink asshole," he said, "Nice
little rosebud. I'm going to enjoy cornholing you."
He poked her ass with the lenses of the camera.
Tina panicked, but kept spreading herself. He was
going to fuck her in the ass. She'd never been fucked
there before, and she didn't want this dirty black
rapist to put his big cock up there.
The man took the last picture of her asshole and
pussy lips up close, then threw the camera into his
bag.
"I hope you don't mind if I keep this," he said.
That camera cost three hundred dollars, Tina thought.
Well, she should forget about getting it back now.
"I SAID, I hope you don't mind."
Tina let her hands fall to her sides.
"No, take whatever you want," she said, resigned.
"Thanks, I think I will," he sneered. "But I didn't
say you could fucking move your hands,"
Hurriedly, Tina spread herself again. The man began
rummaging through her room.
"I really came here to rob you, you know," he said,
"But I'll take a little pussy if I can get some."
With her face pressed into her pillow, Tina couldn't
see much of what he was doing. But to be forced into
this humiliating position, while he ransacked her
private possessions was unbearable. Inside she burned
with anger as he dumped the contents of her purse onto
her bed. She felt so helpless.
"Where's the money?" he said, then "What the fuck?
Only thirty bucks? You gotta be fucking kidding me."
He scattered the rest of the things besides her wallet
onto the floor.
"You keep other money around here?"
"N...no."
"Well if I find any I'm going to kill you, so you
better not be lying," he said, "What's your PIN number
to this here ATM card?"
"3333," Tina replied, then mentally cursed her
stupidity. If she'd given him a fake one, she would
have time to call the cops before he could do
anything. Now he'd clean out her bank account too.
Tina stayed on her knees as she was while the man
tore her room apart, stealing whatever struck his
fancy. He took her watch, a few CDs, and some
jewelry.
Then he started breaking things. He kicked in her
TV, and smashed her VCR onto the floor. Tina wondered
if the noise it made would be enough to make the
downstairs neighbors call the police. Probably not,
though. She saw the time. 10:30. By now she'd have
been long since replaced in class. That school would
never call her again, unless she wanted to explain to
them what had happened to her.
The man opened her drawers. He dug through her
underwear and bras, and held up a few choice items,
thong panties, and a sheer white bra. He also grabbed
the pair she was wearing this morning.
"This is to remember you by, honey," he said, and
threw them in his bag as well. "Now, you're gonna get
some more nigger meat."
Tina trembled with fear as he got on the bed behind
her. She was still holding herself open for him, and
he put the tip of his cock right against her spread
open pussy-hole, and pushed forward. Tina breathed in
sharply as his cock drove into her again.
He laughed while he fucked his big black dick in and
out of her lily-white body.
"You cum-guzzling whore, you stuck-up white bitch,"
he said, "I want you to beg for it." He pulled her
hair back and used it as reins while he rode her from
the back.
"BEG FOR IT."
Sniveling, Tina's voice was soft.
"Please fuck me."
As she said these words, his cock rammed extra deep
inside of her, hurting Tina especially.
"More," he demanded, "Talk dirty. Real dirty, right
now, or I slit your fucking throat."
"Oh, please fuck me," Tina said, "Please put your big
bl..black dick in me. Put your dick in me. Fuck me
hard. Ohh, yessss..." she moaned. The words sounded
strange coming out of the shy white girl. The black
man knew she had never talked like that in her life,
which made it even better. He knew that she wasn't
really receiving pleasure, but he loved the way she
begged for his cock.
"I want it. I want it real bad. Fuck me. Ohh,
yeah, that feels so good. I love having your big
black dick in me. I love how your big cock feels when
you fuck me like this. I'm such a whore. I want it
so b..bad." Her voice quivered while she said this.
"I'm a filthy white whore. I love your cock. F..fuck
me." Her voice broke, and she began crying again.
While she was talking like this, he was battering her
cunt, giving her a good doggy-style pounding.
Finally, he rammed his dick all the way in, pushing
Tina flat down on her bed. She felt his dick spasm,
and then he came inside of her. She felt each thick
spurt flooding her pussy, filling her up with nigger
cum.
Tina bit her lip. She wasn't on the pill, and she
hoped that she wouldn't get pregnant. She also hoped
that he didn't have any kind of diseases.
"Yeah...!" the man exulted He pulled his softening,
bloated cock out of her and wiped the rest of his cum
on her ass cheeks, smearing the white goo on them.
"Bitch," he said, "Get on the floor on your hands and
knees right now. I want my dick licked so that I can
fuck you again."
He got off of her, and stood by her bed. Slowly,
Tina got up. She felt the cum leaking out of her,
running down her leg. It was still warm, and there
was so much of it. Her pussy must have been
completely full. She didn't wipe it off, just got
onto her knees on the carpet, before him. When would
this nightmare end?, she thought.
The man slapped her in the head with his limp dick.
"Put it in your mouth, little bitch. Give it a good
sucking. Get me hard so that we can have a little
more fun."
Tina took him into her mouth, and began sucking his
thick meat. He started to stiffen up as soon as she
caressed his dick with her tongue. She bobbed her
head, sucking him at a steady pace.
He took her hands and pulled them up, so that she was
clutching his muscular ass cheeks. She held on while
she moved her head back and forth, continuing the blow
job.
"Now lick my nuts," he said. He put his hand on her
forehead and pushed her away. With his hand he held
up his cock so that she could get at his balls. Tina
bent forward. By now, all thoughts of resistance had
been driven out of her head. She only hoped that if
she did whatever he asked, he would let her go alive
when he was done with her. Tina stuck out her tongue
and touched his ball sack. It was sweaty and hairy.
His smell was a thick musk that she was unaccustomed
to. She took one of his massive balls into her mouth
and sucked on it.
Tina coated it with spit and spit it out. Then she
licked his scrotum again, getting a pubic hair on her
tongue. She took the other testicle into her mouth,
too, giving it a tongue bath as well. The man moaned,
apparently pleased with what she was doing to him.
He slapped her face, not too hard, and Tina let him
slide out of her mouth.
"You know what a rim job is, baby?" he asked.
Trica shook her head no.
"I want you to lick my asshole." The look of horror
on her face showed him that she understood perfectly,
so he turned around.
Tina looked at him and hesitated for a moment. The
man remained silent, and slowly she leaned forward.
He felt her nose pressing against his ass, and her
tongue brush against him.
"NO!" he hollered, "Spread my ass cheeks with your
hands. Don't be afraid. Dive right in there."
Tina's hands were shaking. She pulled apart his ass
cheeks slightly and bent her head forward even
farther. The odor of his private parts, a foreign
scent to her, was absolutely overpowering. She gave
his asshole a tentative lick. It tasted to her very
similar to the way his balls had tasted, only the
smell was stronger. She licked him again, swabbing
her tongue up and down his asshole, back and forth,
around and around, hating herself forever for doing
this. She would brush her teeth for a day after this,
she swore.
"That's more like it. See how hard my dick's
getting?" He took hold of one of her hands and pulled
it around to the front. He placed it on his dick.
Indeed, it was rock hard again. He made her squeeze
her hand around it while she licked him. "Try to get
your tongue right up in there. Push it in."
She did as she was told, tonguing in and out of his
asshole. She winced.
"Ahh," he cried out, "That's the way baby. Lick it
good." She felt so degraded, on her knees like some
cheap whore.
"I'm ready now," he declared.
He turned around, lifted the little girl up, and
flung her onto the bed. She gave a little scream, and
he belted her across the face, starting a nosebleed.
"I told you to shut up," he said as he gripped one of
her ankles in each hand and threw them apart. Holding
her legs up in this V-position, he rammed his cock
into her wet cunt.
Tina groaned as his cock jammed its way into her
belly. His big cock bottomed out in her and she
grimaced in pain.
"Ohhh..." he moaned, grunting and groaning while he
humped away, huffing and puffing, while Tina tossed
back and forth on the bed, trying to escape the
terrible driving pain of his cock.
"Now, I'm ready," he said, after a while, and the
pace of his fucking had stopped. Tina wasn't sure
what he was talking about, but she assumed that he
meant something just as horrifying and painful.
"Turn over," he said, and she got belly-down on the
bed. He grabbed her legs and pulled them, positioning
her so that she was bent over her bed.
Tina waited for his cock to enter her. Instead, he
was pressing it against her asshole.
"No, please don't," she said, clenching her sphincter
tightly. He just laughed and drove forward, inch by
inch, forcing her asshole to yield.
"Oh, oh, oh," Tina cried out, as his cock pushed her
asshole open. The more she clenched, the more it
hurt, so she tried to relax her shitter a little. As
soon as she did, the man yanked her backwards at the
same time he drove forward, impaling her asshole on
his cock. Tina bit through her lip, it was so
painful. She felt like he was tearing her ass apart.
The man began fucking her ass roughly, with no regard
for how it was hurting her, how it was tearing up her
insides. Soon she was bleeding from her rectum as he
ravaged her. The blood trickled down the backs of her
thighs. Tina remained silent. She was sure that she
was going to die from the pain, but she didn't want to
give him the satisfaction of hearing her cries.
The rapist reamed her butt, fucking her fast, pumping
her tight asshole, until it was tight no longer, until
it was loose and sloppy with blood and cum. Tina's
hands clawed the bedsheets, her knuckles whitening as
she fought to stay in her position and not be jostled
back and forth painfully.
Slowly, the man pulled his huge throbbing member from
her anus. Tina was practically in shock by now. What
more was he going to make her do?
"Lie down," he said, "Open your legs up again. I got
a few more pictures I want to take."
Tina did it, spreading her legs as wide as she had
before. Anything was better then that horrible,
horrible pain in her butt. Her asshole was still open
and sticky, leaking blood all over her white sheets.
"Finger yourself," he said simply, "Get at least two
fingers up there. And look fucking happy."
Tina's expression of misery was replaced by a sickly
smile as she pushed two of her fingers into her wet
vagina. She began moving them in and out and the man
took a picture of her doing this.
"Now take your fingers out," he said. "And lick them
off."
She took her fingers out of herself. His white sperm
clung to them. She put them into her mouth and licked
them clean, gagging at the taste. He took another
picture of her with her fingers in her mouth, cum
dribbling down her chin.
He handed her a hairbrush from her dresser.
"Fuck yourself with this," he said. She took it and
looked at him, unsure of what to do. "Stick the
handle into your cunt," he said.
She did it, and began frigging herself with that too.
Her pussy was so sore from all the abuse it had taken
today; first the rough penetration and now this.
He took a picture of her like this, her mouth
smiling, but her eyes desperate. Then he grabbed her
wrist. She dropped the brush onto the bed and noted
how his cock stood out from his body like a flagpole.
The man yanked her to her unstable feet, where Tina
stood, cold, naked and shivering. With his mighty
arms, he grabbed her underneath her buttocks and
lifted her in the air. Her attacker spread her legs
apart and skewered her with his cock. Tina clung to
his shoulder, fearful that she was going to fall. He
began to fuck her like this, while she was in the air,
hanging on to him. She was forced to hold on for dear
life, so that she wouldn't fall, and at the same time
his cock was raping her. Once again the tears flowed,
this time onto the man's broad shoulders that she was
hanging onto. Why had this happened to her?
While she was being raped, she was able to catch a
glimpse of the clock. Twelve noon. He'd been fucking
her from morning to lunchtime. The man threw her down
onto the bed. Tina just laid there, on her back, not
sure what to expect next. The man knelt beside her
and aimed his horse dick towards her mouth.
"Open," he said, and she opened her mouth wide. He
began jacking off, and cum started spurting onto
Tina's face. It splattered onto her little nose, and
got in her eye, stinging her. More chunky load hit
her in the forehead and ran down her face. He pushed
his dick into her mouth and continued firing his seed.
Tina swallowed mouthful after mouthful of semen,
trying to keep from choking, while the chunky mess ran
down her chin and onto her chest.
When he was done, the man put on his pants, but
removed his belt. Tina stared at him through
cum-caked eyelashes. He pulled her to her feet again.
"You were good," he said, "But not that good." He
punched her in the stomach and Tina doubled over. An
uppercut bloodied her lip and nose and sent her
sprawling onto the ground. He brought the thick
leather belt down onto her back. Tina curled into the
fetal position, scared out of her mind. The belt made
a resounding crack, and left a red welt. He whipped
her with the belt again and again, reddening her skin,
leaving vivid marks on the skinny white girl's back.
She wept herself into unconsciousness during the
beating. She awoke, her body wracked with pain and
bruises, her nose clotted with blood. The man was
finished with her and he was putting his belt back on.
"See you later, white whore," he said, and kicked her
in the ribs with a heavy leather boot, knocking the
wind out of her again. He left her, taking his canvas
bag full of her things.
Tina collapsed on the floor and passed out. Several
hours later she got up, her body aching everywhere.
She couldn't walk straight, or sit down; her asshole
and vagina were too painful. Her face had dried cum
all over it, and she had suffered a black eye as well
as the many, many scrapes and bruises she saw when she
looked into the mirror. The inside of her thighs were
raw, and there was dried blood on her upper lip and on
the backs of her thighs. She could still feel his
semen in her belly. Tina got up and went into her
bathroom. She turned on the shower and got in. She
remained there, holding onto the wall for support
while the hot water and soap erased every trace of the
rapist that she could, sobbing the whole time.