First Victim

He abducted her while she was on her way back from a college all-girl Halloween party. Maybe she’d had a bit too much to drink but she clearly thought nothing of going down a dark alleyway all by herself. Her mistake, my benefit thought her abductor as he carried her unconscious body to the nearby abandoned warehouse where he was keeping the rest of his equipment. He leaned her up against a wall and strapped some restraint cuffs over her gloved hands. After taking off his clothes, he examined his still unconscious abductee. Average height with long slender legs, shapely breasts, and long dark hair. He was pretty sure he’d slept with quite a few of the girls at the college before losing his memory but none had been quite as hot as her. She was wearing a low-cut short black dress with long black gloves going up to her elbows. She also had a black necklace and mascara under her eyes. Some kind of Black Swan costume? And then of course there were the boots. Glossy black high-heeled platform boots that came up to just a little below her knee. You’d swear with the shininess of those sexy boots that you could spot her from a mile away.

While admiring her boots, he noticed that she’d stashed her phone into the right one. It’d still be a bit before she woke up so her abductor decided to look through her photos while he waited. After about an hour, he reached the conclusion that she would always wear these boots with Halloween costumes ever since starting college. His scrolling was interrupted by sudden stirring sounds next to him. “mmmmmm, uhhhhh, wh-GLURK!” The girl’s words were cut off by her captor’s fully erect cock being forced all the way down her throat. Her pretty blue eyes filled with tears and her long booted legs frantically kicked the air as she realised what was going on. Her torment had begun.

Everyone else had gone home and the surrounding area was silent, save for the sounds of one brutal throatfucking and the occasional choking noises of its victim. After what seemed like an eternity (for her, at least), the man finally finished and came in her mouth. As she prepared to spit out the vile salty liquid, she suddenly found a ballgag shoved in where cock had been mere seconds before, leaving her no choice but to swallow. Even so, a little bit of jism trickled out on to her face just below her lip. The man moved to wipe it but then decided against it.

She looks better like this.

The blue-eyed ballgagged beauty stared helplessly at her kidnapper and whimpered pleadingly as if she were asking if he’d let her go now that he’d had his fun. As if understanding, the man pulled down the top of her dress and exposed her luscious breasts to make it clear that he would not. Immediately after, he also ripped her underwear out from under the skirt of her dress. Mere moments later, he was lying down below her with her ass facing him and the bottom of her boots on his legs.

The heels and platforms of the boots dug in a little but he decided to ignore the pain.

It’s worth it. The helpless hottie gave out a weak “uh uh” but it was already too late as her rapist forced her vulnerable pussy onto his hard phallus. As he mercilessly pounded her, he noticed that her crying had intensified. Probably not used to being treated this roughly. Oh well. He paid it no mind as he continued the cruel violation of his victim’s womanhood. Halfway through he changed the position of his hands so that one was on her boot and the other on her breast. After yet another eternity (again, mostly for her), he started to cum. Most of it went inside her but some dripped down his cock and some splashed on to her boots. The ordeal was far from over. This was the first of many rough fuckings that the girl would have to endure that night.

Image commissioned by me and used with permission.

Hours later and after many different positions, the beauty’s captor finally felt like he was done. Finishing inside one last time, he went to go and get dressed. But before he did, he took a good look at his handiwork. Every inch of the bound and gagged college girl was covered in her rapist’s cum. From her hair and face to her dress and tits and all the way down to her boots. Especially on her boots. She looked at him pleadingly one last time after he had gotten dressed as if to ask if he would at least untie her. As if to answer her again, her kidnapper wordlessly turned around and walked away. It had been a good night. But somehow, he felt it wasn’t enough. That it would never be enough. This would be the first of many victims for The Bootraper.