I'm Back... (rapedoll & Lord Dakol)

[Lord Dakol]

Seven years. The man's mind flashed back to seven years ago when he first saw her; the young girl that just begged to be taken by him. In his opinion, Amanda was his most brutal work yet, and by far most interesting. Of course, he had done this before... but Christopher had never allowed himself to be caught after he was done. But he wanted to her a glimmer of false hope that everything would be all right before he violently ripped it away once more.

The trial was quick and easy; perhaps too easy for everyone's liking. Christopher himself pleaded guilty to his case, and told the truth about what happened without batting an eyelash. In fact, he had gotten quite aroused by his retelling of taking the girl's innocence so early in her life. And so, he was given a very long sentence in the state prison, where he stayed... well, stayed for seven years.

Today, Christopher Hunter had meticulously planned his early release to this moment; renting a small apartment in the city. Using a fake name and identification papers, he was able to secure this without trouble.

Turning around, he walked out onto the balcony and smirked, gazing down at the street and, in unison, Amanda's home. Standing at a tall 6'5" and weighing at least 170 lbs, he was a formidable man that hid his physique under the wraps of baggy jackets and jeans. He ran a hand through his short black hair and pushed gently on the glasses that sat atop his nose, humming softly as he leaned on the railing, his gaze trained on her house. She was so close... yet so far away. Christopher silently wondered how she looked now, with a developed (developing) body. He shivered in anticipation as he looked back into his apartment. Everything was ready; Amanda would not leave him this time.

She was his.

 

[Rapedoll]

It was a miricale the tiny girl was even still alive the doctors told her parents. When the men putting in the new lines in the remote part of the of the local forest found her body then thought she was dead... it wasn't until the paramedics arrived that they noticed she was still breathing.. very shallow but alive none the less. The doctors and surgeons worked around the clock trying to put the little girl back together again. Fortunately the doctors told her parents she was still young and would more then likely be able to make a full recovery. Eight year old Amanda laid in a coma for 15 days... she awoke to the detectives talking to her parents. They had caught the guy that did this to there little girl.. and they where going to make sure that he spent the rest of his life behind bars.

Her appearance in court was brief as the wheeled her in in a wheelchair. She still had the bandage around her head that hid a deep scar that ran down her face. When the judge asked her if she saw the man that had done this to her she nodded..
"Who did this to you honey? Do you see him here today? Can you point him out to me sweetheart?"
She nodded and looked around the court room.. her eyes going to Christopher. Her eyes filled with tears as she lifted a finger and pointed, her lips trembled as she said, " He did! He did this to me!"

Now 7 years later.. that day as well as the 8 days that Christopher had her where all but forgotten. Now a bright and beautiful young woman of 15 .. the scars of the past all faded along with most of her memories of that time. You would really have to look closely and know what you where looking for in order to even notice the scar on her face anymore the doctors having done a wonderful job having repaired the damage that had been done to her so long ago.

The bus was crowed with screaming high school kids when it pulled up a few doors down from her house... three girls got off and one boy. One of those girls was a pretty young red head Amanda.

 

[Lord Dakol]

The older man only had to wait a few more minutes before he heard the bus driving down the street. Walking to the balcony once more, Christopher watched carefully as a few students climbed out before he saw her... the beautiful, luscious scarlet-haired girl. A grin twitched at his lips as he chuckled, gazing at her from afar before she went inside her home. The man didn't even hesitate as he strode from the balcony and grabbed a small black box from the table, slipping it into a jacket pocket before leaving the building.

At first glance, Christopher was your average, unremarkable 28-year-old man... she wouldn't recognize him; at least, not right away. He walked out in a heavy black jacket with baggy jeans, casually walking across the street and down the sidewalk. He passed the other girls and boy, moving his shoulder to avoid contact. He needed to be invisible for the moment...

Taking a brisk walk up to the front door, Christopher waited a moment to allow the grin on his face to pass before he lightly knocked on the door, awaiting her answer. Amanda's parents weren't home... this was the perfect time to take back what was his, and fuck the living daylight out of her...

 

[Rapedoll]

Amanda walked in the house dropping her books on the hallway table .. she took off her jacket as she made her way into the kitchen where she was greeted by her old dog rusty.
" Hay boy you hungry" she said as she ruffled the dogs fur. She draped her jacket over one of the kitchen chairs as she opened the fridge to see what she could russel up for her and rusty. Hearing the knock at the door she looked down at the old golden retriever. " you wait right here i'll be right back rusty." she said as she walked down the hallway towards the door.

She opened the door, still keeping the chain lock on.. her blue eyes landing on the stranger. "Hello, can I help you?" she said to the man on the other side of the door.

 

[Lord Dakol]

As the door opened, Christopher looked up only slightly as he gazed at the young girl. She was even more beautiful up close... he allowed himself a completely innocent, friendly smile as she spoke, taking out the black box from his jacket.

"Hi... Amanda? I have a package for you. You'll need to sign for it." he explained without fail. He showed her the black box. On it was an "official" seal of the United States postal service, giving her further evidence that he was to be trusted. "Can you come out here, please?" he inquired curiously.

 

[Rapedoll]

Amanda brushed her long red hair off her shoulders and looked at the box through the three inches that the door was open. The box looked legitimate enough. And although for the most part what had happened to her all those years ago had been blocked out by her mind, which is normally the case of survivors of a dramatic incident such as Amanda was. She was much more cautious then the average girl her age.

"Well i can sign for it from here" she said. Her blue eyes drifted over the man standing at the door, and for a moment and unexplained uneasiness went through her as she looked at him. Her hand went to slid the chain from the lock and something inside her stopped her, and instant later the phone rang, and when the phone rang it actually startled the girl for a moment. " Look I have to go answer this phone call. Why don't you come back when my parents are home." she said as she quickly closed the door. Normally Amanda was a very polite girl, but for some reason when she shut the door on the mans face standing at her door a sense of relief came over her. .. She threw the deadbolt on the door with out even thinking as she walked back down the hallway to answer the phone her heart was pounding for some unknown reason.

 

[Lord Dakol]

As the young woman closed the door, Christopher let out a sigh of annoyance. "You just made this even harder on yourself, love." he muttered, turning away to look at the house's structure. And, just as he thought, a top window was left open. So he slipped the box back into his jacket and sprinted below the location and jumped up, quietly grabbing onto a hand-hold before he easily and fluidly pulled himself towards her window. No one was around; it was dead quiet. Perfect.

With a swift movement he rolled through the window and into what looked liked her parents' room. Smirking to himself, Chris quietly walked out of the room and down the stairs, lifting his jacket to reveal a few throwing knives. Eying the dog and Amanda as she spoke on the phone, he waited until she was finished to take one of the knives in hand and flicked it towards the canine. With a sharp yelp, the old dog fell in a second while Christopher had already bounded down the stairs and gotten behind Amanda, wrapping his left arm around her waist and using his right hand to silence her sounds as he gripped her tightly and enjoyed the familiar warm flesh of his girl.

"Well hello there, baby!" he exclaimed with a soft, excited tone as he pressed his body to hers.

 

[Rapedoll]

She let the phone fall back into the cradle.

She turned hearing the sound of rusty yelp.. then a shadow moving quickly out of the corner of her eye. She felt a strong mans hands grab her around the waist .. as she opened her mouth to scream a hand clapped down hard over her mouth, muffling any scream that might have tried to come out..

Then it all started coming back to her... the man at the door.. the man and his cold stare in the court room.. Her voice as a frightened child " He did it " .. the man in the van that pulled up to her on her way home from the store all those years ago.

Panic flooded her.. she hadn't thought about him in years... pushing it deep into the back of her mind.. it all came flooding back in a instant.. he was supposed to be gone forever. The judge and prosecutor told her he would never be able to hurt her again.

In the grip of terror she pushed her elbow back and up into the mans ribs, at the same time she reeled back and stepped down hard on his foot.. It did little to hurt the tall man.. but it was enough of a shock to him for him to release his grip..

Panic and terrified she pulled away from him... taking a step away from him and falling over the body of the dog that laid in the middle of the hallway.. she looked up and saw him looming down over her... Again flashes of memories as her mind flashed images of 7 yrs ago with him looming over her... She scrambled to get back on her feet and ran down the short hallway to the door.. she frantically struggled with the locks.. In a panic she was locked inside her own house, the house that was supposed to be safe for her was now her trap ... she was trying to get the lock undone.. banging on the door, screaming,.. her head whipping back looking over her shoulder as the man came barreling down the hallway after her.

 

[Lord Dakol]

Feeling Amanda's struggling body against his own as her ass rubbed against his crotch made him let out a sigh of pleasure before she tried to break free, hitting his foot with her heel. With a small grunt, Christopher stepped away as she looked up at him with those gorgeous, terrified eyes before she ran down the hall.

Raising an eyebrow, he watched her with interest as she attempted to unlock the door, but she was too frightened to actually do anything. And so, before she could do much else, the man sprinted after her with surprising speed and slammed into her with his shoulder, knocking her against the door and causing immense pain, enough to make blood come from her mouth. "You really shouldn't try to run away, love. It's makes everything harder for you and me!" he growled gently, gripping her by the throat tightly, threatening to cut off her air supply as he held her against the door. "Heh... you look even more beautiful than the last time I fucked your brains out..." he said, pushing his body against her as he admired the sweat that rolled down her skin.

Before long, Christopher used his free hand to quickly open the small box in his pocket, taking out a clean hypo and syringe. He prepped it without much trouble and looked at Amanda. "Good night, baby. I'll see you in a few hours, all right?" he said, relaxing the grip on her throat as he leaned in to give her a fierce, passionate kiss and plunged the needle into her neck, injecting the fluid that would knock her out for a couple hours...

 

[Rapedoll]

" Nooooo! Help!!" BANG, Bang, Bang,
Amanda frantically banged on the door trying to get out as she saw the man from her nightmares, of her past, running down the hall after her. She was trying to undo the locks but was so frightened and shaking blinded by fright all she could see was him coming after her.

"Ekkk" she gasped as his hand clasped around her throat .. her face turning red as she struggled to breath.. her eyes wide and frightened. .. she was staring into the mans cold hard eyes.. then felt a jab of pain and everything started to go fuzzy, blurry .... darknesss

 

[Lord Dakol]

Taking her down: that was easy. Bringing her back... now that was the hard part. Christopher hefted Amanda onto his shoulder, slinging her over his arm as he walked to the door, unlocking before he scanned the area outside. He needed to be fast; fast and careful.

And so, the man bolted down the street, making his way towards the apartments before anyone saw him...

A few hours later, Christopher had finished his work. Tying her a wooden chair by her legs and her arms behind her back, while her chest was tightly constricted by the rope he had. She wasn't going anywhere. However, that's not what he liked the most. He had taken the time to strip her down beforehand, leaving her entire body exposed to the warm air as the rope bit down around her breasts and rubbed into her clit and pussy.

Sitting down, he crossed his legs and waited for her to awake. Oh, this was going to be so much fun...