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On a peaceful trail [Nathan+Bigbootbitch]

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Nathan

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It was sunset and the last rays of sunshine threaded their way through the trees, lightly illuminating the winding, twisty trail. Along one of the twists was a large rock, set back against the bushes so that one could sit on it and be hidden from one direction, while looking as if they were merely resting on the side of the trail. This was Travis' favorite spot, and it had paid off well for him.

Travis had grown up in this town and had a number of places he'd enjoyed hiding in as a child, then peeping on women from as a teen-ager -now, as a tall, muscular dark-haired young man of 25 he enjoyed taking them. He had started quite on accident -running up to aid a young woman who had fallen off her bike but instead taking advantage of her sexually, leaving her scared of riding and trails for life. After that he had played a game, taking women in one spot until he would see the undercovers, and then moving on to another spot.

He had known about this trail for years, but was saving it. He had sat and watched many young students walk alone, jog or ride. He was waiting for a girl who he'd savor, who would grab his attention -even as he intended to grab her. He smiled and gave a quick shudder of anticipation...the trail was growin less used, and he was sure that if he found a girl tonight he'd have plenty of time to use her...
 
Kate had been aware of the recent rapes though it didn't stop her from walking. Her family often told her they would have rathered her to drive. But why drive when her work was literally just down the pathway? She had walked in the mornings and nights. Though she never had any problems, she never took in mind that the rapist that had been terrorizing women for the pas while had now chosen her trail tonight.

Kate was a young woman at the age of 22, she was tall at 4'9'', her hair a dark chocolate brown and her eyes a deep ocean blue. She worked at an office so she had to wear nice professional clothing. A white button up blouse that was tucked into her black, short pencil skirt. Her black high heels clicked upon the sidewalk that she walked down. Her eyes glanced around as the tree's loomed over her, making it just that much darker. Though she groaned and yawned. She could see the end of the pathway nearing and her house was just about 100 feet from her down the road.

Her dark hair was pulled up into a pony tail as her briefcase hung from her fingertips that seemed barely wrapped around the handle. She was happy that she had tomorrow off, she would be able to sleep in late in the morning. She was ready to just get home, crawl into bed and pass out.
 
Travis hear Kate before he saw her, his attention drawn by her yawns. He watched her walk closer towards him, reading her face for any indication that she knew he was there and he saw none. He kept his ears open for the sounds of traffic and other people but apart from her heels clicking on the path the night was still. His body tensed as she took each step closer to him and he mentally sketched out what he was going to do, where he was going to drag her.

As she turned the corner he lept out at her, his tall frame looming over her and he quickly lunged out a hand and grabbed her pony tail, pulling her and trying to draw her off balance. As he pulled he swept a foot out to kick her own feet out from under her...

((ack, I know that last paragraph is short, but I'm trying not to god-mod your response))
 
[It's all right. =] If you really were you wouldn't even give me a chance to react. Which from what I can tell, you are. So no worries. =] ]

She was oblivious of him right there, she groaned and could see her house growing closer and closer. Though she gasped a bit to hear the sound of brush moving. She turned around to see what it was but as she did her head was ripped back and she cried out. She stepped back, her left heel on her high heel snapping off as she did lose her balance. But she tried her best to pull away from who ever was doing this. Though after regaining her balance, she gave a slight scream. Feeling the persons shoe kicking behind her ankle and a bit roughly. Her feet were kicked out from under her and she roughly landed on half of the sidewalk and half of the grass.

She gasped out, the wind knocked out of her a bit and she whimpered. She grabbed her briefcase as she crawled back a bit. And with what strength she had she lifted her briefcase to swing it at him. Sure, it wasn't the best weapon but it was strong enough to at least put some force behind it and knock him to the side. Her head was tilted back from the pain of having the hand in her hair. "Get off me!" She yelled out, a slight terrified look glazed over her eyes. She couldn't see which only made it worse and the one thing that ran through her mind was - I should have listened to my family... She had a feeling that this was the man.. the rapist, the one who had been causing havoc on the women of the city.
 
He watched as she fell to the ground, his hand quickly pulling down his zipper while at the same time he watched her reaction. He stepped forward to lunge down at her and was startled by her swinging the briefcase at him. He had only a second to turn slightly so that the briefcase only glanced off of him as she swung it. Eyeing her carefully he knelt down and climbed on top of her, pushing her onto her back with his weight.

He laid on top of her,pressing her down with his weight and reached up for her wrist, his other hand moving from the ground up to her shoulder. He looked into her eyes and nodded "I've killed before, and I assumed I'd have to kill again ...if I had to" he said meaningfully to her, letting her hear the threat in his words -and feel the threat from his hand on her neck. "Will I have to?" he asked, nodding in the direction of her hand.
 
Just after she swung her briefcase she squirmed to get off of the ground though she cried out as he jumped down onto her. She grunted and looked up to the shadowed man and she whimpered as he pushed her into the ground. She felt his fingers wrapping around her wrist and before she knew it, her throat as well. She gasped and breathed in her head tilting back as his fingers threatened to squeeze the life out of her and she seemed to sob softly under him.

"N-no.. please don't.." She stammered under him as her eyes closed tightly, tears streaming out from the corner of her eyes. "What do you want?!" She cried out, "If you want money.. just take it. It's in my briefcase." She said and pointed to it with her eyes and looked back up to him. Though she had noticed before he hand jumped onto her he had unzipped his zipper and her heart began to race. This man wasn't the rapist was he? just the thought made her squirm and she began to grow worried.
 
he smiled and simply nodded down at her. "Thank you, I'll get to the money...eventually." He took a deep breath and then moved his hands to her blouse ran his hands slowly, languidly over her breast and torso, allowing his breathing to grow deeper and more ragged. He looked intently into her eyes "I wanna use you, that's all. Use you like the" he looked at the way she was dress for a brief moment barely pausing, thinking what would hurt her "stupid bimbo you are"

He leaned forward and pressed down on her, bringing his hands up to her collar he slowly began to pull, enjoying the feeling of each button popping off as he tore her blouse open. "Now, if I have to make this quick, you're not gonna like it, and you'll probably be dead." he said nodding intently "BUT if you choose to make this fun -we could have a good time together, you and me...right here." he grinned as if granting her a boon, leaning back to look down at her now exposed belly and brassiere. "Let's start by playing twenty question...twenty questions and honest answers" he said to her, emphasizing the 'honest' part as he slid one hand into the cup of her brassiere
 
Eventually Was the one word.. she didn't Want to hear. Though she looked up to him, her heart pounding heavily and she swallowed. "No.. please.." She shook her head and heard him as he called her a stupid bimbo and felt herself grimace at the word as tears continued to stream down the side of her face. "I.. I'm not a bimbo!" She yelled out a bit angrily, scared and just hurt as she squirmed a bit under him.

Her bottom lip seemed to quiver, though she cried out with each button that ripped off. "I.. don't wanna die." She said and looked up to him though with each rip on her shirt she squirmed a bit. She didn't want to have Fun with him. Fun was him enjoying himself on her. "A-ah.." She gasped out, her bottom lip still quivering under him as his hand slid under her bra. "Please get off me." She said, not screaming out, and not squirming. But she wasn't going to just lay there and let him do this like the other girls did. They had fought him but gave into it, she wasn't about to let him win this.
 
He chuckled as he watched the emotions run over her tear-stained face. She wasn't the first girl who was determined to not be broken down and so far ...and he had left them all crumpled, cum filled and sobbing. He reached for her bra and pulled, yanking it hard until one shoulder strap broke, and then the other, and rolled the now useless strap of cloth down, exposing her breasts to the night air. He took in a deep breath and then slapped her breasts with one flat-handed slap.

"You seem to think you've got a choice or something here...like you can make a third option. You can't." he said intensely, mauling her breasts as he talked "I will use you, and you will take it." He leaned forward, laying his body flat on top of hers, his face inches from hers and looked into her eyes "How many guys have you sucked off?" he asked intently, nodding into her gaze, his palm lightly stroking her cheek...ready to slap...
 
She gasped as her bra straps snapped from the cup and she breathed in sharply as her bra was pushed down and she shook her head, her bod squirming as her hips bucked up against his a bit to buck him off. She whimpered as he smacked her breast and the skin rippled slightly along the side of her breast and she looked up to him and she glared. "Because I do have a choice, you disgusting pig." She snarled up to him.

She grunted as he pushed himself down onto her a bit harder and she felt his face only inches from her own. She swallowed as he stroked her cheek, listening to his question and she shook her head. "None.." She said, her teeth clenched. Obviously lying to him and she closed her eyes, tilting her head to the side to not look to him. "Get off me." She said.
 
He allowed himself a laugh as she answered none and drew his hand back, lifting himself up slightly with his other arm he gave her a smack on the cheek intended as more of a shock than to be painful. "I said 'honest' answers, and I know you didn't get where you are by being little miss abstinence." he said derisively. He stared intently into her eyes, holding out the hand he slapped her with, breathing deeply.

Then he blinked and simply nodded and stepped back, and stood up -he had decided he would play with her a bit. Night had fallen and he knew that there was almost no chance of anyone interrupting them. He watched her intently and licked his lips, nodding towards the suitcase. "Maybe you're right...maybe I should take the money instead and call it a night...get it for me." he ordered her, every muscle tense, waiting for her reaction...
 
She gasped as he smacked her cheek, it didn't hurt too bad but it did shock her. She swallowed and looked up to him though as he got up she was shocked as well. She didn't even fight that much, she just begged. And he let her go? She gasped and sat up as she covered her breasts with her now ripped shirt and watched him. She grabbed the briefcase in her shaky hands and she crawled back a bit.

She stood up and handed him the briefcase before she stepped back, she didn't even ask him if he was serious. She kept her shirt closed and she was limping back home, not because her leg was hurt. But because her heel was broken, had she just gotten away from almost being raped? She had hoped, trying her best to get home and fast. Hoping that he wouldn't follow her back to her house, that was if he would even let her get home.
 
He smiled as she handed him the briefcase and turned down to open it quickly, pulling out her wallet from it. He heard her on the trail and brought his face up and watched her hobbling along the path, clutching her shirt. He closed the breifcase and making sure it was still unclasped he threw it in her direction, and watched as it flew ahead of her and landed on the path. It landed with a heavy thud and flew open, documents spilling everywhere. "You forgot something ..." pausing to look at her id in her wallet "...kate"

He walked up to her, quickly catching up to where she had managed to hobble "I didn't realize you lived so close.." he said mockingly, throwing down her now-empty wallet onto the ground in front of her. "Kind of a shame to be attacked so close to the safety of home..." he began to chuckle darkly and moved in front of her, blocking her from her home...
 
Though just as she almost reached the end of the pathway she gasped out as her briefcase went flying past her and skidded along the cement before flying open. She gasped as her wallet was in there and as he said her name, it sent a chill down her spine and she looked over to him. She saw him walking behind her and she began to hobble faster, reaching the road in front of her now. Walking quickly through the neighborhood as her house was the second house from the path.

She reached the gate just before her house and she heard him throw her wallet down. Though just as she reached out to open her gate she cried out softly as he moved in front of her. "Please.." She said softly, her voice crackling as tears still stained her face, her hand on the clasp of the gate. "Go away, leave.. leave me alone" she stammered, her bottom lip still quivering from the recently crying as she grabbed at her keys in the pocket of her skirt hoping to get into her house before he could get in and call the cops.
 
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