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Unlike many girls who had been raped, I was angered and willing to do something about it.  I didn't want to see my rapist jailed, I wanted revenge.  It took me nearly a year to find him, and I spent about six months shadowing him, learning his every move, getting to know his friends, and planning my revenge.  I learned he was about to take a vacation, traveling to California for a week.  I chose to make my move the night before he was to leave.

I played the part of a dingy blond to get into the security building, pretending to have lost my keys, and flirting heavily with the guy who finally let me in.  I made my way up to his apartment, a bag over one shoulder.  I knocked on his door and waited.  He answered it after a short wait, wearing a pair of boxers and a white tank top.

"Yes?"

"Hi, you probably don't remember me, but I've locked myself out and my boyfriend won't be home for hours.  I was wondering if I could use your bathroom?"

He nodded and stood aside, his eyes moving over my tight black dress.  He pointed down the hall and I thanked him.  Inside the bathroom I pulled my gun from the bag, made sure it was loaded and took a deep breath.  It was now or never.  He was probably in the next room planning to rape me again.  I held the gun at my side and opened the door, stepping out carefully.  As I rounded the corner to his living room I raised the gun and stepped toward him.  He already had a knife in his hands, which he dropped at the sight of the gun.

"Whoa, lady, take it easy.  What is this?"

I smiled.  "You really don't remember me, do you?"  He shook his head, obviously trying to place me.  "I'm the angry bitch you raped a year and a half ago."

"So what, you're here to kill me?"

"No, but when I'm done, you may wish I had."  No, nothing so vulgar as murder for this one.  I wanted true revenge.  "Let's start by getting you naked.  Strip."

He smiled and obliged, obviously not sure how far I was willing to go, but taking this part at least good naturedly.  "You can't force a man to have sex, you know."

"No, but I can force you to do other things...Just shut up and strip."  He dropped his tank top and hooked his thumbs into his boxers.  He pulled them down quickly, revealing an already semi-hard cock.  Obviously this was turning him on.  I knew how to fix that.  "Into the bedroom, hands where I can see them."

He walked stiffly, proudly.  Once in the bedroom, I pushed him face first onto the bed.  "Hands behind your back."  He needed a little prodding, but eventually did as I said.  I withdrew a pair of handcuffs from the bag and slapped them on.  He squirmed a little at that.  Next I attached a pair of ankle cuffs, and order him up onto the bed.  I strapped each ankle to the base board, leaving him face down into the mattress, on his knees with his ass in the air and his hardening cock dangling between his spread thighs.

I set the gun aside and pulled out my special toy for this special occasion.  A strap on vibrating dildo that was larger than his own cock.  A good ten inches in length and a full four across, I had bought it the week before. I pulled my dress up and stepped into the harness, stepping around the bed so that he could see it.  "How do you like this cock, fucker?"  I said, leaning in close so that the head of the thing touched his face.

"I'm going to fuck you like a slut."  I said as I climbed up behind him.  I used no lube, after all he hadn't offered me any,  I pried open his tight ass cheeks and pressed a finger against the tight bud.  His whole body was rigid.  I laughed, slapping his cheeks as I placed the head of my huge cock against him.  He tensed again as he felt it go in, but I would not be denied.  I pressed forward against the resistance, feeling inch by inch slowly slide in, stretching his virgin ass.  I heard him gasping for breath as I reached a depth of about four inches.  "Do you like that, slut?  I'm going to fuck your ass like a cunt!"  With that I leaned forward with all of my weight, impaling him to the hilt of my fake cock.  He cried out in pain.  I stayed there for a long minute, with the dick deep into his ass, feeling him tremble beneath me.  Then I switched on the vibrations.  His body shook.  The clit stimulator began it's work on me, rocking against my clit as I began to pull back out.

At first I went slowly, entering him hard like the first time.  I was getting wet from the attention of the vibrations.  I sped up my pace.  His whimpering of pain had begun to change.  I reached under him and found his cock rock hard.  I laughed.  "My little fuck slut likes that eh?"  My hand closed around his shaft and began to masterbate him in rhythm to my fucking.  His breathing was sharp and harsh as I pounded away at him.  I was coming, my pussy juices running down my leg.  He wasn't far behind.

When he started to cum, I couldn't believe how much it was, creating a puddle on the bedspread underneath him.  I laughed as it continued, even after I had pulled out of him.  He was shaking and crying and cuming all at once.  His ass was wide open, gaping.  I grabbed him by the balls, squeezing them to get his attention.  Cum was still oozing from his cock.  "Did you like that, fuck slut?  Did you like to feel my big hard cock in your ass?"

He seemed out of it, barely able to register my words, but he nodded vaguely.  I pulled out my camera and took a few shots of him tied up like he was, of his gaping ass hole, of the pile of cum on the bed.  I unlocked the cuffs, and he didn't move.  It seemed his orgasm had depleted him entirely.  I dropped a few of the pictures on the bed beside him with a note that said.  "Now I know where you live...I may come back for more."

I pulled the harnessed cock off, my dress down and gathered my toys into my bag.  As I left the building I whistled lightly to myself...Ah, revenge is sweet...