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The High School Rapist 2, by Jezebel Rose

I woke up early. Excited to rape the barely legal high schooler in the basement I guess. The sun wasn’t even up yet, but my dick was – that good, hard morning wood. Going down into the basement I thought about how fucked up my actions were. Stealing away a young girl only to use rape toy? That’s pretty low.

Despite how fucked up I thought it was, I knew that was how I could get off. My wife would wake up and leave shortly for work, knowing I was at home raping a young girl. She was always alright with the darkness within me – I guess it’s why we were married.

I flipped on the light switch at the bottom of the basement, revealing the scene around me. The horrified girl was huddled in the furthest corner of the cage I put her in. She had backed up and appeared absolutely horrified to see me.

“Jesus Christ, calm down,” I said as I walked over to the cage. I heard my wife walking around upstairs, getting ready for work.

“Help! Help! Please, god, help me!” the girl screamed at the top of her lungs. Little did she know, but she was only annoying my wife.

“Shut the fuck up,” I said sternly. “If you don’t, then I’ll fuck your ass.”

The girl stopped screaming.

I nodded to her as I went over to grab the key to the cage. “Good. That’s my wife upstairs anyways. She doesn’t care about my toys.”

“I’m not a toy,” the young girl whispered, barely audible to me.

Rushing over to her cage, my adrenaline surging, I grabbed the metal bars and leaned my face close. Gritting my teeth, I felt myself start to sweat, “…you are my toy, until you are not.”

My adrenaline was racing. This was the feeling I craved.

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