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Seargent Pepper

Seargent Pepper

Super-Earth
Joined
May 9, 2011
Location
Washington, USA
John smiled as he leaned against the wall of the school, the shadows covering him. He was outside, watching his prey.
That girl, she was just so hot he HAD to have her.
John was a football player, very popular especially with the ladies. He stood 6'4 and was very muscular, with shaggy blonde hair and dark blue eyes, he had a great tan too.
One odd thing about him though, was that he didn't seem to have any friends, the girls he did were all one night stands and his teammates usually gave him a wide berth on the field, simply choosing to ignore him. He liked it that way, he liked sitting in the shadows and watching as girl after girl sauntered past without noticing him watching.
This one was special though. He had to have her.
He had to.
 
Clare was about 5'6" and 115 pounds, she had long dark brown hair that cascaded down her back. Her skin was a flawless ivory. Today she wore only a light pink spaghttie strap tank with a darker pink bra under neath. The tank only covered part of her torso. When standing one could see her flat toned belly. She also wore a white and pink pleated mini skirt that showed a good portion of her thighs. ANd a simple pair of white sneakers.

Clare had always had the attention from the boys. Even with this attention she still kept her virginity. She had only been on a couple dates over the past year. Once they found out she wasn't going to put out they moved on.

She walk down the side walk with her books held against her chest. Her only way home was through the heavely wooded park. She had no idea she was being watched.
 
John stared at the young woman's behind as it gently swayed back and forth, getting farther and farther away from him.
She'd be heading home alone soon, that's when he'd make his move.
He had a plastic bag in his car full of everything he'd need for her, handcuffs, rope, gag, duct tape, lubricrant, dildo, and even a strapon just in case he could convince one of his girls to help him do her.
John shoved off the wall and slowly, keeping his head down the whole time, drifted along the sidewalk far behind Clare.
He wondered where she was headed, probably to class judging by the books she held.
 
Clare continued walking to her class, enjoying the sunny day. This was the last class before lunch, though she had to study during lunch. There were other students walking to class as well, so she paid no attention the person following a way behind her.

She got to her locker and opened it, putting the books she carried inside. Bending at the waist she grabbed a note book from the bottom and some pencils. Before leaving she looked her tone body over in the mirror. Pulling her tank down a bit to expose more of her breasts, she closed the locker.

Clare walked towards her class, it was in the huge auditorium of the school. She got to her seat sitting with her leg crossed over the other and leaning back in her chair. She stretched her body arching slightly over the back of the chair.
 
John slowly followed Clare, observing the young woman from afar as she unwittingly put on a performance for the soon-to-be rapist. Her ass, he noted, was very tight looking, firm and lifted like that of a super model.
He licked his lips as he watched eventually following her to the class they both took.
John sat, wordlessly, several seats away from young Clare, peaking glances at her legs from the corner of his eye and the entire time wordlessly pretending to listen to the teacher.
He noted what nice legs she had in addition to her butt and breasts.
This one would be the perfect target.
 
The wore on quickly, soon it was time to head home. Clare put her books in her locker taking only the one she needed to study with. She check herself in the mirror one last time then headed towards the park.

She had gotten to the thickest park of trees. Making the area a little darker. She began digging her MP3 player out of her purse, she tried to turn it on. She stopped by a tree to see why it wasn't turning on. Putting her purse on the ground and leaning against the tree.
 
John had kept up his tedious routine of following Clare through school and class all day, now was his perfect moment. She had stopped to examine her MP3 Player, her purse was on the ground, she was leaning against the tree, it was dark here. Now was the time. His car was parked just on the other side of the trees behind her.
John slowly drifted closer, making no attempt to stay concealed this time.
"Hey, you need some help?"
he asked politely, gesturing to her MP3,
"I'm sort of a tech nerd,"
he slid closer to her, hands in his pockets casually.
Now how should he go about this? Probably the most simple way, grab her from behind and cover her mouth while dragging her to the car. Or he could try caveman style, whack over the head and drag her back to his car.
 
Clare continued to fight with her MP3 player. Payign attetnion to her surroundings, she didnt hear anyone appraoch. She jumped at the male voice behind her, and whirled around to see who it was. A hand went to her chest as she recognized him as a boy from school. She had seen him in the halls a few times. Smiling at him, she walked closer not realizing the danger she was in. "Thanks so much. I just got it a couple days ago and I can't figure out how to turn it on." She held it out for him, giving him his chance to grab her and run.
 
John bit his lip a moment as he examined the MP3 Player.
"Here, you've gotta HOLD down this button."
he said, holding down the button in question, the screen lit up and he extended a hand to
give her back the MP3.
abruptly he dropped the music player and lunged forward, wrapping one arm tightly around her thin waist and covering her mouth tightly with his hand.
"Keep quiet and come with me you and won't get hurt."
he growled menacingly into her ear as he pulled her towards the car.
 
Clare smiled as he he pointed out the obvious, reaching back to take it from him. Suddenly he lunged for her gripping her waist and covering her mouth. Shde strugled against him, screaming into his hand. He dragged her towards his car, and she kicked her legs wildly. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she realized what was going to happen to her. She started shaking her head, trying to plead with him. "Mmmmmmm," was all that came out around his fingers.
 
John grinned wickedly and dragged her the rest of the way out of the trees.
He continued dragging her backwards until he bumped into his car, a black convertable.
John opened the door and shoved the girl into the passenger seat, grabbing the plastic bag as he did.
He reached inside and pulled out the roll of duct tape.
The evil young man then tore off a piece of duct tape and spread it tightly over Clare's mouth, holding both her hands in one of his as he did so.
Next he handcuffed her and pushed her into the floor of the car.
"You're coming for a ride with me."
he said evily as he climbed into the driver's seat. The engine roared to life and the car sped away.
 
Clares face was wet with tears, he threw her into the car. "Please don't wh...." was al she could say before he covered her mouth with tape. Then he hand cuffed her, her body shook with sobing. He pushed her to the floor and got int he car. Clare squirmed onthe floor trying everything she could to get free. HS etried screaming around the tape over her mouth.
 
"shut up bitch. We're going back to my place for a little fun."
John growled towards Clare.
The car accelerated, nearing John's small, two story house.
"Come sit up here with me."
he commanded, grabbing her roughly by the arm, his massive hand wrapping around the entire limb easily.
He forcefully jerked her into the passenger seat.
 
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