She had plans for her well formed teenaged body and none of the boys in that particular hormone ridden house made the cut. The night seemed so quiet a... she slowed in submission to the heat. Feeling perspiration beading between her breasts she lowered her arms, fighting the sodden air for breath. It wasnt anyone at the party she hurried away from but the idea of the latest news quickened her steps, and her pulse. In all of the surrounding towns, for more than a year now, a serial rapist called. His breath reeks of alcohol and cigarettes and he's right behind me.WHAP!!!“OW,” I whimper.He just slapped my ass hard. I wasn't expecting that but the sudden punishment excites me. I have no doubt this guy is as homophobic as they come. My exaggerated femininity has attracted him and he's angry and almost out of control.I turn to him and dig my fingers into his arm. “I like big men,"I simper. My sharp fingernails stab his flesh.“Fuck you," he grunts and slaps my hand away.I grope his cock. ”She willed herself to take one slow breath after another, and just as he had done with the plug, he pushed in each time she inhaled. She could feel his cock penetrating her bit by bit, and every time she exhaled it was with a long moaning sound. “Mmm, I like those sounds, little girl. Does that mean you like how my cock feels in your bottom?”She could only nod.“Let’s put it a little further in then, shall we?”She took a long, shuddering breath and he drove himself deeper inside her,. Jim offered me his arm once again and led me back outside. He walked me back to the truck parking area and a small group of trucks off to the back of the lot. He led me up to a bright yellow Peterbuilt Tow and recovery truck. It looked like it stretched out for a city block, it was so long. I also noticed the slogan on the huge bug shield that stretched across the hood on top of the radiator. It read: The Happy Hooker.Jim saw where I was looking. Yeah, I know some real hookers here and there.