Chapter 118: Crazed

Cindy Winslow was just fourteen years old, barely. She was pretty typical of other 7^th grade girls. Curly, dark blonde hair. Average height and weight. Also, like most fourteen-year-old girls, Cindy had one very cute face and a butt that just wouldn’t quit. She was also just about the only girl in her class without any pubic hair yet.

Marcus Albright was well known to law enforcement. He’d been convicted numerous times on various charges, the most recent being unlawful touching of a minor when he took a young girl into a dressing room in a department store and began fondling her. Today, out on bond, Marcus was dealing with two problems. One was his drug habit. Meth was always a problem for him. His other problem was his mental health. Marcus had an issue with anger towards women. Medication helped, but he still had to struggle with it. Today, he’d been off his meds for three days in a row. He drove his old car home from the store, going way out of his way after the meth had caused him to get quite lost. Now highly agitated, he was coming around a corner when he saw a young girl walking down the sidewalk. Young, pretty, his mind said his problems; they were all her fault. If she wasn’t so good looking, he wouldn’t be this lost. At least, that’s what his mind led him to believe. He stopped just ahead of her, got out and walked around front, opening the back door. As the girl walked by, he grabbed her, slamming her head into the door frame. She let out a loud “UH!”, then he shoved her in back. He slammed the door shut and got back behind the wheel. He was too mad to have a plan. He just wanted revenge. Oh, she’d pay for making him go through all these issues.

This wasn’t a typical kidnapping. A kidnapping required planning, locations, forethought. This was all spontaneous. He drove about half a block, then pulled into a business parking lot. With so many other cars and everyone inside working, no one would notice. He parked under a tree, kept the motor running. He turned and saw she was starting to get her bearings. Marcus quickly climbed into the back seat. He kept yelling at her as he attacked her. He’d teach her! He’d teach her a lesson but good! Fucking little bitch! Fuck up my life?!

The man tore at her clothes as she suddenly realized what was happening and started to fight back against him. Legs kicking, arms shoving and pushing, she couldn’t stop him. He was probably twice her size, and much, much stronger. He was crazed. He had this crazy look of hate in his eyes as he ripped at her clothes. She didn’t know this man, or why he had grabbed her, or what he was doing. Well, that was pretty obvious to her now. Her blouse was torn open, exposing her chest. The man jammed his mouth onto one of her nipples and began sucking really hard on it. It hurt when he did that. Still, she kept struggling. What else could she do? He kept moving from one nipple to the other, sucking really hard on each one, each time.

Cindy was constantly crying out, pleading with him to stop. If she every screamed he’d hit her in the face, so she soon just pleaded and begged for him to stop. Constantly crying now, the man moved up on her. With one hand her gripped her jaw. With the other he gripped her hair. He mashed his wet mouth on her own, pressing his tongue against her lips. He growled at her to “open up, little girl...” as he gripped her mouth tighter. She had to finally relent and open her lips some. As soon as she did, this disgusting man pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth, wiggling that fat, wet thing all over. It was so disgusting. As he was forcing her to french with him, she felt his hand fumbling with her pants. She tried using her own to stop him, but he was like a mad man, a wild man. He kept yanking and grabbing and then her shorts were down to her knees, then her underwear too. As she struggled against his attack on her mouth, she felt her pants come off and suddenly she realized she was now completely naked in the back seat of some strangers car. Still, the man never slowed down. He’d kiss her, suck on her neck, her nipples, her shoulders, her arms. Then she fought even harder when he went for her vagina. She couldn’t stop him from taking off his pants, but she tried everything to get her knees together again so she could keep him away. She was sobbing, telling him over and over that she was too young, she wasn’t old enough for this, he couldn’t, but he never slowed down a bit. Suddenly he was between her thighs again, then pressing his penis or something against her crotch. She felt it find her pussy lips, then slowly spreading those puffy little lips apart. They screamed with pain as they were forced way too far apart. She began to bleed, the pain was excruciating But then, his thing, this big, fat, round rigid piece of man meat, was starting to push into her vagina itself. The lips had been bad enough, but this was even worse for pain. She couldn’t help screaming, thought he just clamped his mouth over hers, He kept pushing though, deeper and deeper he slowly moved into her. Slowly her vagina was forced apart, forced to take this huge sausage-lie thing inside her. Then he suddenly began raping her. She knew this was, when a man was moving his penis back and forth to, whatever it was they had said in health class. But this man was really going fast, violently slamming himself into her again and again and again. She could tell when his erection was all the way in; she could feel it against the back of her vagina. Her vagina felt every little movement of his erection, as did that clitoris thing. God, that thing was going crazy with lust feelings! Gross!! She kept grunting as he slammed into her over and over, his crotch making slapping sounds against her crotch. She could even feel what might be his ball sack bouncing on her butt cheeks down there. This constant, furious sexual assault went on for a long time it seemed like. She was exhausted from struggling so much. She’d finally almost stopped fighting altogether. Her body was being rammed back and forth on this vinyl back seat. His hands were constantly in motion, grabbing, gripping every part of her they could touch.