Learning the art of Kidnap and rape - Sex Stories

Learning the art of Kidnap and rape

CHAPTER ONE learning curve This is a work of fiction, this has nothing to do with any person I know or events that I am aware of. If this is close to home I am sorry I am in my mid-twenties and got lucky very early on in life I was given $10,000 dollars when I turned 18 and invested it all in some stocks. Those stocks had a huge return and I was able to not have to worry for the rest of my life. I got a nice place just near Kalispell Montana close where I know you can sneak across the border if you need to. My place is out where no one else is around, I have a huge farm land and the US government pays me to not farm it, that’s fine with me I just want privacy. I am 6’1 165 lbs with a lean muscular frame. Decent good looks and a just above average cock six and a half inches long and thick (I’m realistic not like some others who can’t measure two inches.) I have blonde hair and green eyes. I also have a dark side, rape stories always interested me when growing up, I love reading about making a girl submit to a strong guys will, making her a fuck toy, using her till she is broken. With that I found an app that anyone can share their secrets online. From there I found girls who don’t feel wanted, or who are rape victims, or are tied of their life and want to run away. I know I’m a pig so what if you don’t like it go cry somewhere else. On the app Whisper I am a “good friend” that will listen and give support while jacking off to the girl’s story. I help them go to the cops so ...

... that I get that good friend rep. I also have a burn pre-paid phone that I only have on when in Kalispell or other cities. I want to make sure that no one will be able to find me. I found this one girl on the app complaining about how hard her life is and start talking to her with both phones. I with my main phone befriend her and talk to her about why life is hard, and with the answers she gives me I use my other account bitching about the same thing (trust me it works more often than not.) I found out the girls name is Jessica and she just turned 17, I lie about how my parents dying in a horrible car crash and how my life is terrible, she feels sympathy for me and we talk. Of course my main account I still talk with her, and when she tells me she really has a connection with a guy that lives close to me I tell her she is one lucky girl to find someone who understands. Finally two months later she and I agree she should run away. I arrange her a bus ticket to get her from Huston to here under a fake name and tell her it’s so her parents can’t find her. Of course we meet in Idaho Falls to further protect me. The day finally comes and I get to see Jessica in person I great her at the bus station with a huge hug “hey Jessica, how was the long bus ride” Rolling her beautiful blue eyes “fucking long but dude I am so glad to get away from that bitch of a mother and her creepy boyfriend” She is in a baggy hoody on so I can’t admire her body to well yet, she is taller than I thought she ...