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Teen Rape, by Jezebel Rose

Breaking into her apartment was child’s play. At 18 years old, the naive teenager had no sense of security from the danger that lurked out in the world.

She came through the door into the darkened apartment, and I kicked the door shut, startling her, allowing me to get the jump on her.

Grabbing her from behind I held the knife to her throat, leaning in close to her ear, I whispered, “Make a sound bitch, and I’ll slice your throat ear from ear.”

She whimpered and immediately stopped struggling when she felt the touch of the cold steel against her neck.

“That’s better, now open your mouth,” I said and shoved the thick rubber cock into her mouth. She brought her hands up to try and stop me, but I told her she had better drop her hands if she did not want to be cut. She complied, and I pushed the leather panel attached at the base of the cock flush against the lower part of her face. I buckled the gag tightly behind her head before adding the padded leather blindfold over her eyes. The 3″ long rubber cock filled her mouth to the opening of her throat, forcing the teen to concentrate on keeping her gag reflexes in check. By now, she was standing there shaking and crying, but all the noise was just a quiet whimpering behind the panel gag.

I stopped for a moment to take in the beauty of the 18-year-old Brittney. She stood five foot ten in her bare feet. Weighed all of a hundred and twelve pounds. Tall and thin with long, lean legs.

I reached out grabbing ahold of her dress, violently tore it from her body. She screamed into the gag and tried to stop me, but the gag and the blindfold were effective as I slapped her hard across the face ordering her to stand still. Once again, the terrified teen compiled and stood there now in nothing but her panties and bra.

I placed the top of the blade against her neck and said harshly, “Move just one muscle bitch. Go ahead; give me an excuse to cut you.”

Her body visually shook as I traced a line with the knifepoint down to her shoulder just above her breast and slipped it under the shoulder strap. “Remember bitch, stand still if you don’t want to get cut!” I said and turning the blade outward and I pulled the strap away from her body with the knife blade slicing through it easily. I slowly repeated the process on the other side of her body. Then tracing the knife point up between her breasts, I sliced the center of her cotton bra in two, watching as the cups covering her small 34 B-cup breasts fell to the floor.

He hands automatically came up to cover her small orbs, and I slapped her hard once, twice, three times, as I said, “Drop … Your … Hands!”

I could hear her sobbing into the gag from the sting of the slaps on her face, but she obeyed and lowered her hands to her sides.

I admired her breasts with their quarter-sized areolas and long pencil eraser sized nipples, which I began to fondle between my thumbs and forefingers. Twisting, pulling, and stretching them. They began to stiffen under my touch as she stood there, crying into her gag.

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