Where it happened: An asshole's front room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Like some of the other girls on this page my first time was when I was raped.
I was selling Girl Scout cookies and this guy asked me to step inside for a minute while he got his wallet. i knew I wasn’t supposed to, it’s against the rules, but it was cold and his house looked warm and inviting and he seemed like a nice man, so I same inside.
He showed me around his house a bit and then suggested I stand by the fireplace, where he had a nice fire going, and take off my coat.
So I did and right away he started raping me. Just threw me down and pulled off my panties and took out his prick and rammed it into me. I was pleading with him please not to do this but he just said, “Little bitch, you know this is what you came in here for,” and just kept ramming it and ramming it until he came inside me with what seemed like a hell of a lot of come.
Then he pulled out and said, “That was good, wasn’t it?”
Then he handed me a towel and told me to clean myself off before I got blood on his carpet.
I was crying and he said, “Listen, bitch, you knew you weren’t supposed to come in here so whatever happened to you is your own fault, and if you try to report this it will get you in more trouble than me.”
Then he told me to put my panties on and leave, and I did.
I decided not to report it because he was right, I wasn’t supposed to go in his house, but I decided I was going to get revenge.
I waited a few days and then went to his house when I knew he was out. When he was showing me around his dog, a big Labrador, had come up to me and he had said Bruno was very friendly and wouldn’t hurt me, and then he had sent Bruno outside through his doggy door.
So I got through his gate and into his back yard and found the doggy door. Bruno came up to me growling and barking but I said, “It’s alright, Bruno,” and he licked my face. I crawled through the doggy door. It was a tight squeeze but I managed it. In his front room he had shown me his collection of guns and said every one of them was loaded and ready to shoot any intruder. I picked out a rifle that looked right for my purposes and found that I could work it, and it was loaded and ready to fire.
I sat down and waited, and when the asshole came in and saw me he said, “That the hell, what are you doing here? Did you come back for some more?”
I said “No, I just wanted to get even with you,” and pointed the rifle at him.
He said, “Oh my God. Listen, kid, you don’t know what you’re doing. Put that thing away before you get in big trouble.”
I said, “I was already in big trouble when I came in here before. Now you’re the one in big trouble.”
He was prespiring and saying, “Now now, kid, this is no way for a sweet young girl to act. Just put the gun away and let’s talk about this sensibly.”
I said, “You didn’t want to talk before, so why should we talk now?”
He started toward me, saying, “Come on, kid, give me that gun.”
I said, “I won’t say come one step closer and I’ll shoot, because I’m going to shoot you anyway, but come a little closer so I won’t miss.”
He said,”Oh Jesus, girl, don’t do this. Have a little mercy, please, please.”
He started toward me, reaching for the gun. I had it pointed at his chest, but when he got two steps away I lowered it to point to his crotch, and pulled the trigger.
There was one hell of an explosion and the recoil nearly knocked me over, but I saw that the bullet had torn a hole in the crotch of his pants.
He looked down and said “Oh my God, oh my God, you’ve ruined me. Oh my God, oh my God.”
Then he said, “Please, please, call an ambulance, get me to a hospital. Oh God, look what you’ve done.”
I pulled out a towel I had brought for this occasion and said, “Call your own fucking ambulance, but first clean yourself off before you get blood on your carpet.”
Then I put the gun back and walked out and went home.
I told my Dad all about what had happened and said I guessed we should report to the police. He said no, we should wait and see if he filed a report.
My Dad was very understanding about the whole thing and didn’t blame for getting raped and said I had given the guy just what he deserved.
We waited a few days and the polic never did contact us.
I have a cousin who worked for the newspaper and he got the crime reporter to look at the report files and found that it was listed as an accidental gunshot wound, while he was cleaning a gun.
My cousin was also able to find the hospital report, which showed that most of his penis had been blown away and one testicle.
Later we heard that the guy had left town and moved to Sweden, where I guess he was going to get some kind of reconstructive surgery. Or maybe he was going to have a sex change operation.
He sold his house in this town and also his stock market business, so he won’t be likely to return.
Whatever — at least he won’t be raping any more girls for a while.
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