****** Frigid Bitch by Razi ****** =============================================================================== Frigid Bitch This story is a Rape Fantasy. If offended well then you shouldn't be searching around looking for this stuff. This story is for Algonquin Snoid; thanks Algonquin; your email made me think. "Asshole!" "Bitch!" you open the door and slam it as you leave. You hear her screaming at you as you wait for the elevator to come. "I fucking hate you. You bastard!" The elevator door opens and you step inside. You're deep in thought. What is her problem? It's not like you are asking her to part the Red Sea. All you want is a little head. You didn't even ask her to swallow. No she can't even do that for you. Sure it's perfectly fine for you to lick at her pussy all day and all night, but "Good girls don't go down." Her words ringing in your ears. And don't even mention fucking her up the ass, "That's just gross," is what she said to you. You're angry now, all the things you have done for that bitch and she is so ungrateful. You have decided. You are going to get what's coming to you, and it's going to be tonight. You find the nearest pay phone and you call her, putting on your best I'm sorry voice. "I don't know what came over me." You say. "I didn't mean to upset you Babe. Yeah I know, I was way out of line." You can't help but let a devilish grin slide across your face. "Yeah me too. Okay Hon, see you in the morning," as you hang up the phone you say to yourself "Yeah right." You go to your apartment and change your clothes. Black pants, black shirt and that grim reaper hood stuffed in the back of your closet, from Halloween three years ago. She's never seen it so it will work. You collect some rope and your big hunting knife for cutting it. You imagine her sucking your cock with a knife at her throat and you decide to put it in the bag in case you need it for effect. You go into your bedroom and collect some lube. You reach for some condoms and decide to leave them there. "Not this time, " you think to yourself. You leave your I.D. at home and grab your black leather gloves as you head out the door. You hail a cab and go back to her apartment. You take the elevator back up to her floor and wait outside her apartment door. You hear her talking on the phone, telling one of her friends how she has you right where she wants you. It takes all the focus you can muster not to bust in there and tell her off again. You hear her hang up the phone. You hear the bathroom door close and the shower turn on. Now is your chance. You open the door using you're key and go to her bedroom. You hide in the closet, leaving the door a bit ajar, while putting on the rest of your disguise. You cock is getting hard as you contemplate what it is you are about to do. She comes in the room wearing nothing but a towel. She drops it and is standing naked looking at her self in the full-length mirror. She rubs her breasts, and pinches her hard nipples. She lets out a soft moan as you continue to watch her show. She lies across the bed and spreads her legs wide giving you a full view of her pussy. She's playing with her clit and sliding her finger up and down her glistening slit. Her breath is heavy and her hips are rocking. You can't help thinking "Good girls don't do this either." As her orgasm begins to make her shudder, you spring from the closet, disguising your voice you speak to her. "Don't stop bitch, I like your little show." She jumps from the bed and heads for the door screaming. You pounce on her covering her mouth. "Don't fucking scream or I will kill you. Just do what I want and you will be fine. Clear?" she nods hear head in understanding. You can see the terror on her face and it makes you want her more. You remove your hand and she is quiet. You begin to speak to her again. "What a pretty little slut I found me tonight. I bet you have all the guys just eating out of your hand don't you bitch?" She shakes her head no. "Sure you do baby, I bet guys are lined up around the block just to look at your pretty little pussy?" she nods no again. "Bet you give some real good head too?" Again she nods no. "What do you mean no? Talk bitch, now!" " I don't do that stuff." She is terrified. "Well you do tonight whore. I came in here to get me some head and maybe even a nice ass to fuck and looks to me like you're the perfect specimen, so where do you want to start, mouth or ass?" You are really getting into this. You can't wait to hear her answer. She begins to speak. "PleaseI can't." she was starting to cry. You reach out and give her a hard slap across the cheek. "You can and you will! I think we will start with your ass." You grab her and fling her back down onto the bed. You turn her over, but she struggles. You grab the rope from your bag and tie her legs open to each of the bedposts. You take her pillows and shove them under her stomach to arch her ass up into the air, and then you tie her hands together and attach them to the headboard. She is begging you not to do this and you tire of her noise. You go to her dresser and rummage through the drawers. You know exactly what you want and where to find it, but pretend you don't. " Ah here we go." You say as you pull a pair of stockings from the top drawer. You wrap them around her head, gagging her and shutting up her whining. You stand behind her on the bed admiring your work. You open your pants and let your cock spring free. You stroke it a few times with your gloved hand. You reach over and slip a finger into her cunt. You withdraw it look at it and it is covered in her silky cream. You insert two then three and despite herself she bucks against them. She is about to cum when you pull them away. You hold them under her nose and ask her if she likes the smell. You then reach into your bag for the bottle of lube and pour the cold fluid over her ass. You rub it, covering her tiny hole and you push a finger into it. She screams behind the gag. "Quiet bitch. It ain't that bad." You finger fuck her asshole until you feel it start to relax. You withdraw it and then mount her shoving your entire rod in to her. She moves feverishly in an attempt to escape you, but you push into her harder as she does. In keeping with your character you say, "Bitch your ass is tight, ain't nobody ever fucked you there before?" she shakes her head no, over and over. "I hear that!" you say as you continue to impale her. You can feel cum filling your balls. Part of you wants to splash it deep inside her bowels, but you came here to get two things and you aren't leaving till you do. You pull your dick out of her ass and wipe it on her towel. You fully remove your pants, position yourself at her face and stroke your cock so that she can see it. "I'm taking this gag off now and you are gonna suck my dick for me. If you bite it I'll kill you, you fucking slut. I'm gonna cum down that sweet throat of yours and you are gonna swallow every last drop. Is that clear to you bitch?" she nods yes as you remove the gag. You grab her by the hair and pull backward on her head until she opens her mouth wide. You shove your dick into her mouth and tell her to suck it good. She sucks it hard and you tell her to ease up. "It ain't like drinking no fucking soda bitch." She relaxes the suction and you move her head along the shaft, using her hair as a steering wheel. You shove it deep into her throat and she gags. You do it again over and over until she learns to open her throat on her own. All at once your orgasm hits and cum fills her mouth in a steady stream. You continue to force your cock into her mouth until you feel her swallowing your juice. Even after you let go of her head she continues to pump your cock with her mouth until you pull away from her. You leave her tied to the bed as you put your pants back on. You decide to leave her all tied up for her loving boyfriend to find in the morning. You walk over to her. You lean down and whisper in her ear "Not so frigid now are ya bitch?" "No." she replies. "Michael that was fun, when can we do it again?" You freeze. "Fuck." you think. "Foiled again." Comments? Suggestions? Criticism? Email kajira@internet.look.ca Please phrase yourselves wisely(Master is watching.)