The rape of Wendy #2

After being raped by Amos Wendy is too ashamed to report it,

Once home after her ordeal Wendy try’s to act normally, Tom her husband is too engrossed in the TV to notice that his wife has suffered at the hands of a rapist, by the time Wendy has made tea she feels a bit calmer, the one thing Wendy knows as a good catholic is to go to confession and admit the terrible sin to Father James, something she would do on Sunday when she went to church with her parents, Tom didn’t go to church, to be honest he was atheist.

In bed that night when Tom touched Wendy’s pussy she winced as he parted the lips, she was sore and had to bite her lip to stop from crying out, when Tom mounted her Wendy was lubricated enough to allow Toms merge 4/50” to slip into her, he lasted a mear two minutes and deposited a meager amount of cum, nothing like the the rapist had shot into her, once satisfied Tom rolled over and went to sleep, Wendy lay there silently weeping.

The following two days went by and by the Sunday when she went to church with her parents she was feeling a little bit better, her pussy was still bruised from the brutal fucking it had taken,Wendy had convinced herself that she made the right decision in not reporting the matter, the shame of people pointing and saying that’s her who’s had a niggers cock up her.

After the service and everyone had gone, father James was about to take a well earned rest when he saw Wendy return and head for the confessional box, he couldn’t understand what Wendy had to confess about, she was what he deamed a pure upstanding housewife, she was the daughter of his friends Frank and Wilma Dobson, father James enter the confessional box and gave a deep sigh, what sin could Wendy have to confess to, put the wrong powder in the washing machine, or forgot to iron her husband’s shirt.

Father James slip the small portion and asked what he could help with, I’ve committed a awful sin father I have been raped, at hearing this Father James ears pricked up, raped you say, oh! My child please unburden yourself and let’s see if I can help you, I take it you have reported the matter to the police, no! No! Father I cannot do that I’d be too ashamed, why ever not my child, it was a Blackman father, with that Wendy began to cry, there there my child I can understand your reluctance to report it, all the time Father James could feel his old cock begin to give a twitch under his cassock, Frank and Wilma Dobsons daughter Wendy with a blackman between her thighs, he could not help having a silent chuckle to himself thinking what a wonderful sight that must have been.

All father Thomas could offer was his blessing and a friendly ear if she wished to talk about her ordeal again,once Wendy had departed the confessional box Father James sat there his hand under his cassock working the skin backwards and forwards on his old cock thinking about Wendy with a black cock up her sweet little pussy, the fact she hadn’t reported the rape or told Tom her husband told father James that Wendy wanted the matter kept secret.

Weeks went by and Wendy still couldn’t remember where she had seen the rapists ring before, Amos couldn’t understand why there had been no report in the papers of the rape, curious he drove past the school on several occasions, nothing seemed to have changed, could it be the bitch didn’t report it, Amos had had this happen before where a white bitch was too ashamed to admit she’d had a niggers cock up her white pussy, Amos had enjoyed raping Wendy, especially as he had made the bitch orgasm, maybe it was time he checked her out again.

A few nights later following the same course of action he had applied before,Amos crept to the back of the school again to the same window, slipping the catch as easily as he had done before Amos entered the school, he saw Wendy busily going about her work completely unaware that in a few minutes she would be employed on her back taking Amos rampant 10” cock.

With baraclaver on and knife at the ready he crept up behind Wendy, one hand over her mouth the other holding the knife to her throat, got yer bitch, it’s time we got acquainted again and give yer some more of my nigger cock, Wendy although terrified allowed Amos to take her to the alcove without struggling, right bitch you know the drill, you get stripped while I arrange the seat covers on the floor, try and run and you know what will happen.

Wendy slowly did as Amos told her, once she was naked Amos forced Wendy onto her back on the cushions, he was eger to get his fuck meat into that tight twat of hers again, rubbing the bulburous mushroom bellend along Wendy’s slit he found that it was moist, You dirty little whore you are already getting wet for me are you growled Amos, with that he thrust hard his mushroom cock end spread Wendy’s cunt lips and forded it’s way into her love tube, as Amos worked his cock in and out of Wendy the distinct slurp slurp noice as she began to lubricate Amos black fuck stick, with all 10” now embedded deep in Wendy’s twat he speeded up his thrusting into her, Wendy began to let out stifled little groans.

That’s the way you white whore let’s have the spunk out of you, uncontrollably Wendy started to have the first of six orgasms, every five minutes she couldn’t stop herself from having another orgasm, Amos managed to spunk in her twice without withdrawing, once satisfied Amos pulled his softening tool out of her ravaged cunt, then forced it into her mouth and told Wendy to suck it clean of her white whore cream.

As she sucked Amos clean he began to stiffen again, his bellend touched the back of her throat, as she gagged Amos gave a almighty thrust and his bellend wedged once again in her throat, Wendy struggled to breath as Amos fuck her throat until he finally shot another load of nigger cum, satisfied with his work Amos quickly dress and left Wendy still laid on cushions totally exhausted, she had been well and truly fucked.

Staggering to her feet she managed to get dressed, it was 5.55pm, she just managed to make herself presentable and lock up by 6.5pm, as she made her way home Amos spunk dribbled from her sore cunt down her thighs, she had to push a hanky into her cunt to stop the flow before she went into her house, again Tom was glued to the TV oblivious to how unsteady Wendy was on her feet, Amos had fucked the life out of her.

She didn’t fancy going to confession again, but due to her strict upbringing and being a devout catholic she felt she had no choice, come Sunday Wendy sat with her mum and dad, as the service finished Wendy left with her parents, said goodbye to them then doubled back into the church,father James couldn’t believe it when he saw Wendy enter the confessional box, wondering what sins she had to confess father James entered the confession box and asked, now what can I do for you my child.

Wendy told Father James that the black rapist had been back and raped her again, father James cock began to stiffen at her Wendy’s confession, tell me my child did he put his penis inside of you, yes father says Wendy,father James could hardly contain himself, did he get right into you, yes says a crying Wendy, did it hurt, yes Wendy whimpers, did he cum in you my child, yes! yes! Sobs Wendy, father James was now that aroused he couldn’t resist saying to himself good, that’s good, so you could be pregnant asks father James, on no says Wendy Iam on birth control.

On birth control says father James, you know the thoughts on birth control in the Catholic Church, you should refrain from useing such methods, but! but! Mumbles Wendy if I wasn’t on pill I might well be pregnant, that’s as maybe says father james but that is the catholic way, refrain from using such birth control, if you must use birth control you can use condoms, Wendy left the confessional box feeling ashamed, father James sat sat in the confessional box rubbing his old tool until a thick wad of sticky spunk erupted from his cock, again Wendy had refrained from reporting the rape,.

Back in his dirty flat Amos rubs his fine 10” weapon thinking of Wendy, he’d raped her twice and twice there had been nothing in the papers about the rape, he had delivered parcels to the school and Wendy had signed for them without a hint that she was suffering any signs that she had suffered two brutal rapes,. It was when Wendy was signing for one particular parcel her eye caught sight of Amos ring, it was you gasped Wendy that raped me, Amos looked around, luckily no one was about, he grabbed Wendy and forced her into a near by store cupboard,.

With one hand over her mouth Amos stuck his other hand up Wendy’s dress, grabbing at her crotch he tore at her tights until he made a hole in them, pulling her knickers to one side he stuck two fingers up Wendy’s twat, please stop says Wendy I won’t tell anyone, Amos continued finger fucking, soon Wendy couldn’t stop herself from orgasming on Amos fingers, tell anyone and I’ll swing for you bitch Amos snarls, he has no option than to take her word, he slips away vowing that it was time to move to somewhere else.

Amos did move on but could not get Wendy’s tight cunt out of him mind, two months later he was back prowling the school grounds, this time as a precaution he had brought along a friend to act as lookout, a black guy called Lenny a 62yr old alcoholic, slipping into school the way he had done before Amos prowled the corridors until he saw Wendy, she was all alone as if not a care in the world, well she was about to have a rude awakening.