Part 3: Breaking the Rules

Usually my stories are a little long. All stories are too long. You have to get through a boring exposition and look for where the action begins.

You want a speedy start? Fine!

I was on my way back from visiting a cyberfriend and it was very late at night. I picked up a random passenger and it happened to be a girl I know from school. She told me she's back from an anti war demonstration and that really pissed me off because I hate the radical left!

Her name was Erin. Shorter than me, petite, small tits, short light blond hair that is long enough for you to put your fingers through or pull on. Facial features of an elf. Not an ugly little Santa's elf, but a beautiful, graceful D&D elf. I've had a little crush on her at school and never told her.

She wore blue pants, yellow shirt.

Any questions? Good. It went like this:

I detoured into a side road, and stopped at what seemed like... how do I describe it... It was sort of like the bottom of a cliff or a crater. I stopped there before to take a leak. Three natural stone walls and one way out, in which we came from. There was also a small cave to our right.

"What is this place?" She asked.

I was thinking about that scene in Short Cuts" with this guy who tried to lure a younger girl into some bat cave. Only in that case, she went with him willingly. I doubted that would be the scenario tonight.

"Nothing. Wanna see a bat cave?" I asked, looking around at the monotonous view which included just sand and one poor little miserable tree.

"No, Tom."

"How about taking a leak?"

"I'm fine."

Come on, I wanna show you something.

"What?"

I opened my glove compartment, pulled out the tear gas, and sprayed it in her face till she almost lost consciousness. Then I grabbed the laces and started tying them around the girl's skinny hands, holding her wrists together. She moaned, and I punched her face. She moaned again, blood coming out of her nose. She looked so sexy this way. I felt my adrenaline starting to pump in, my cock turning rock hard, my face turning red with heat. I wanted this girl so much, and for so long. She was one of these girls you think about not because they are the prom queens or head cheerleaders, but because they are the girls next door. Girls anyone can delude himself about being with.

Of course, in high school I never had the guts to do anything. I was just a boy then. Now Erin is gonna taste a real man, when I'll take a piece of her!

I turned off the lights and got out of the car. I dragged Erin out of the car and started to undress her over the hood. I started by taking off her pants and throwing them aside.

She was starting to come to so I sprayed another dose of gas on her. Then punched her face, then hit her between her legs. Again she moaned and cried. I, however, was laughing.

"You never thought it would be me, did you? You never thought I would be the one who would victimize you."

I just assume all women think they might be victimized at some point. Erin was a smart girl. She knew the statistics. But who would ever guess it would be the cute little nerd boy?

I grabbed her hair and dragged her towards the cave. By the time she recovered from the second dose of gas she started weeping again.

I laid her down on the entrance to the cave, on sand and rocks, and pulled my pants and underwear down. She opened her eyes in shock as she saw my hard cock.

Be quiet, Erin, and it'll be over soon.

I took the box cutter out of my pocket and opened it. I put it on her throat.

"No fighting, and you will live through it."

She looked at me silently and nodded. I was thrilled to discover I'm once again in control. I did not feel in control when I started this. This was not a part of my pattern. I did not hunt for her. She was a victim of opportunity. So unlike me. Then again, being too organized often made me feel like a coward. From Jenna till tonight, I was like a hunter killing farm animals in a controlled environment. But tonight it was different. I was in a jungle, and did not know how to clean up the traces and silent the wounded beast I was about to pork.

I put my hand in my pocket again and took out a condom.

"Do you know what this is?"

She nodded.

"Unwrap it and put it on me. No games. If I so much as think you're shitting with me I'll cut your fucking throat."

"No! Please, don't kill me!"

"Be a good girl, and I won't."

I handed her the condom, and got the box cutter out of her face. She tore the wrapper open with her teeth, and took it out. Then I bowed over her. She put the condom on me carefully with her bound hand. I moved the box cutter on her arm as she was doing so and slowly got it closer to her neck.

"Good girl!" I said as the condom was on me. "And now..."

I lowered the box cutter to her shirt, cutting it from her neck through her chest, in between her tits. I stopped there, observing these small perky tits covered with a pink bra and what was left from the shirt. Then I put the knife on her panties, planning on revealing some more pink.

"Hello!" I said politely as I saw her shaved pussy lips staring at me. She gasped and trembled.

"Don't worry, Erin. It won't hurt a bit if you'll cooperate." I lied.

I put the knife in front of my face so that both of us would see it. Then I threw it away, behind me. I didn't want too much in my hand, especially since she was already bound, and already mine, paralyzed with fear.

I opened her legs and started putting my cock in her. I watched her while I was doing it. She had her eyes closed. "Look at me!"

She looked at me as I played with her clitoris. Her eyes told me no, but at the same time told me yes. She was staring into my eyes and gasping at the same time. Again, saying no and yes in the same time just by the sound of her voice, with words unspoken.