The dismay on her phone went off at 5:00AM and Danielle begrudgingly woke up. Turning the consternation off she swung her stage and sat up on the edge of the bed. Her tomentum fell down in nominal head of her grimace and she yawned as she pushed it back and got up. Stretching she walked over to the mirror. It was summer time and insanely hot and humid in GA so she slept in a bra and panty set that she only wore to bed because they were so worn. Stripping down she examined herself in the mirror. Her tousle brown hair fell down past her shoulders and she looked at her naked nominal head ; how her nice c-cup white meat and small tits stuck out on her chant and tanned body. Keeping up her athletic anatomy was important to her since she after her outset year of college she did n't require to fall back everything she had earned throughout her years as an jock. She went further down and saw that some pubic hair had started to grow back. She did n't deal though since she had only a duo of weeks ago broke up with her boyfriend so she did n't have the motivation to shave it. Moving away from the mirror she opened her top drawer in her vanity and pulled out a sportswoman bra and running shorts, next draftsman down she pulled underclothes and scant socks. She laid her outfit out on her bed and then walked into her bathroom she turned the shower on. It had been a later nighttime with her girlfriends and even though she was n't hungover she enjoyed the water cascading on her consistence. After a few minuets of freshening up in the shower bath she stepped out, toweled off, and went back to her bed. She got dressed and slipped her running shoes on and she was out for her 5:30 morning run. Jogging down her road she turned down a hill which would take her to the trail that she would jog for 5 Swedish mile down and back. She loved this part of her routine because it allowed her to be alone with her thoughts in the Georgian nature.

well she thought that she was alone, but the thing about number is that they make you predictable and well-fixed to prey on. That 's what Anthony had been doing ; stalking his quarry, learning her routine, and figuring out when she was most vulnerable. He knew that a mile and a half into her run she would be passing a low hut which used to be used by soil keeping, but now sat abandoned. He had spent the past calendar week prepping it : moving shaft around, cleaning it, and bringing the supplies he would need and could possibly need. He had timed her and knew that she would be there any moment, watching out the window where he would see her coming he was restless. Danielle came in horizon and Anthony dashed out the back door and went around to the opposite side.Slipping a mask over his face he could discover her getting closer and closer when he saw her shadow he got ready and he saw her and he grabbed her from the position. Taken by surprise Daniele tried to cry out but a hand blastoff over her mouth and she was being slowly dragged around the but she had passed everyday. Trying to get away she was flailing her limb trying to hit the man attacking her, but he had grabbed her in such a way her sweat was futile. They went into the hut with Danielle trying to check onto the door frame, but was yanked away. She was thrown to the basis and the threshold was slammed shut and locked. Danielle got up set to fight back, but suddenly she found a tongue pointed right at her throat.
'' Do n't locomote. '' The man said and Danielle froze raising her work force. `` Turn around. '' He said and she did that fearing that he would down her. The man grabbed each of her weaponry and put them together, pulling a zip tie out he tied her hands together and made her get down her on the dry land with her hands digging into her back. His cock stirring he pulled out a gag and put it in her mouthpiece, brushing the knife against her face as he did so. Anthony stared at his award through the mask and could n't believe his chance ; it had gone better than expected and he was excited to get.

Daniele started to cry because she did n't have it off what was going to happen. The man knelt down and wiped the bout off her human face. He then grabbed her bra and taking the knife cut it off her exposing her breasts. She screamed, but the gag muffled it and the man startled to laughter. She tried to get away but the man simply moved further down her organic structure. He pulled her shorts and underwear down to her genu and after he stared at her naked anatomy. She continued to scream into the gag, but Anthony ignored her. Seeing her bare made him hard as a rock and eager to start. Seeing him undo his boxers Daniele really panicked and tried to campaign herself further away. Anthony thought that it was fishy how she was trying to fight herself away. Kicking off his shorts and underwear he let Daniele see his seven inch cock before slowly walking over to her and sitting on her.

Daniele was scared and disgusted. While not a virgin she has not had a lot of sex. Her ex had had the most, but this man was freehanded than him. And now he was sitting on her ; unable to move while her munition and shoulders were on fire she just lay there trying to make it was something else.

Anthony grabbed her boobs and squeezed them. Soft, but firm he slid his shaft in between them. Sliding back and forth he moaned while Daniele sobbed. Sliding down he placed his mouth over one and started sucking it. While he did this he took his right hand and started to feel her inner leg up, slowly working his way up to her pussy. He found her clitoris and started to rub it. Slowly Danielle 's body responded, her nipples hardening allowing Susan Brownell Anthony to flick them with his spit, her clit hardening so he pinched it sending spasms through her physical structure.

Danielle was disgusted that her body was responding like this to the rape, but she could n't ensure it.
'' You getting excited ? '' The man asked her. She looked up into the mask and shook her head defiantly. Suddenly she felt something enter her cunt. She screamed stop it, but the gag just muffled it.

Anthony had stuck his index and middle finger in her pussy and had begun to finger her. He had pot of experience on how to get girls off and he could enjoin it was already working. modest groan were now beginning to sound and Anthony knew now was the time to go all in. He moved down, spread her wooden leg apart and kept them apart with his own legs and lined up her pussy with his dick. With one well aimed thrust he penetrated her and she screamed the flash screeching yet. Not stopping there Anthony began thrust in her, her pussy tearing at the size of his cock. He began to hurtle harder, his balls slapping up against her taint. He was in disco biscuit, speeding up his thrusts.

Daniele could n't believe what was happening, not the rape, she could n't believe how her torso was responding to it. She began moaning as he continued to desecrate her. She was getting off on it ! She began pushing down, taking more of the man 's cock inside her. Her torso was nearing orgasm at the rapine. She could finger his rooster pulsating and she knew he was going to cum soon. Suddenly his push were faster and more powerful becoming to much to bear. On the verge she felt him cum in her and it sent her over the edge as well. Cumming with him she screamed into her gag, as he pulled out of her.
'' Leslie Townes Hope you 're on the pill. '' Antonius said smirking as he stood up and zipped up his pants. `` By the way if you think of going to the cop I will find out because I 'll retain observance you, and this will seem like kid 's playing period. '' He said kneeling down over her displume commemorate face. Reaching down he pulled the gag out and Danielle gasped for breath. `` But I do n't think you 'll be going to them. You got off on this, cumming even. You must palpate ashamed. '' He said rolling her over cutting the tie from around her wrist. She sat up rubbing her wrist joint, not looking at the man who had violated her. He walked away, taking everything he had brought, and left her in the cabin. Daniele sat there, reliving it over and over again. The touch of being violated, used, and dominated just made her nauseated, but yet the was a faint hint of pleasure growing inside of her. As she tried to force it out of her mind it just grew secure. After awhile it grew to solid for her and she slid a hand down to her sore cunt and started masterbating, getting off on the rape again. She climaxed in a affair of minuets and lay there panting and sweaty after her orgasm.

epilogue
Two workweek after the tone-beginning Daniele had almost moved on from it. She still wondered if she should have told soul, but her attacker had said he would be watching, plus she would have to go through the experience of a run and he said he would tell all about how she got off on it. Not wanting to be publicly humiliated she convinced herself that it would be better just to let it go. Her lifespan had returned to normal and she still went for her first light run, except now when she got to the shed that the attack had happened she stopped and looked in and would figure it all over again and that Sami feeling of pleasure would agitate inside of her. nearly of the time she was capable to turn away and bear on her run and it would go away, but a few times it built up so much that she had duck behind the shed and quickly get off and afterwards continue her run. Susan Brownell Anthony knew all of this and found it amusing every clip she stopped there, and he thought that he might give her another grounds to remember him .