Story below was a request from CountMein; the victim profile, looks, personality was all provided by him.
The image of the girl is generated using AI Art Generator, the rest of the story is from me
As always, this story is purely a fantasy, read it for pleasure and jerking off only. Rape is a heinous crime in the real world and all characters are over 18
Joaquin Lee was on the run from Mexican Federales, being one of the last few surviving members Los Zetas; a brutal drug cartel consisting of former Mexican Special Forces Commandos. Fighting on 2 fronts against other cartels like Sinaloa and government troops on the other front the ranks were whittled down and eventually decimated.
Son of a Chinese Drug Lord based out of China, James Lee, an esteemed businessman on the surface yet beneath the façade concealing a ruthless demeanor involved in the export business from synthetic narcotis, drugs, weapons to any buyers around the world. He had a harem of women willing or unwillingly captured from his business ventures globally. All fair skinned women; Chinese, Caucasian, Slavic, Korean, Japanese etc. A reputation not unnoticed to his business associates in Mexico.
His mother was a customs agent whom stumbled upon a large consignment of undeclared poppy plants entering Mexico harbor. Refusing to accept any bribes, she was kidnapped at gunpoint and presented to James as a tribute. Standing at 5 feet 5, long brunette hair, petite, fair brown skin, considered an exotic beauty James gladly accepted. He spent the next pleasurable 6 hours in a ritzy hotel penthouse overlooking Mexico City breeding his first Latina girl; filling her up and getting her to orgasm multiple rounds on his massive cock to finally breaking her will psychologically. His wealth and power did the rest in convincing her to be one of his concubines back in China instead of working a lowly paid dangerous job in Mexico.
As a result of this mating ritual and many soon after, Joaquin was born. Like all of his half brothers, upon reaching puberty they were sent off to help learn and eventually run the business outposts of the drug empire, being a half Hispanic he had the best genetics of both parents. By 25; Joaquin was standing at an impressive 6 feet 2, muscularly built and served in the army before being recruited by Los Zetas. 9 months of escorting cargo across the US border; getting paid handsomely in cash as well as sampling the human cargo crossing the border.
Taking pleasure in raping migrants from all across Latin America; some as young as 18 years old. The families were horrified to discover as he unzipped his pants it sprouted a massive 9 inch cock and the youngest and prettiest females of the group were the ones chosen to sate his lust. His favorite position was to grab her by the hips and mount her in a doggy position; forcing their family members at gun point to maintain eye contact with their sister daughter etc. as he took his pleasure. Just like his father, he was versed in female anatomy down below, knowing exactly where and how to stimulate a girl and getting her to orgasm the same time he emptied his load into their warm pussy
Now after months of business and pleasure, the cartel was shredded in war. Shedding his weapons and gear, Joaquin would now use the same route he used to escape into the United States pretending to be a refugee. The politics have shifted from the War on Drugs to Political Correctness and accepting all refugees and migrants, a situation Joaquin would capitalize on himself immensely. Crossing the border into Texas; Joaquin rested in a temporary camp, given food and water before taking a feeder bus to Austin, Texas and settling in a shelter home all at the expense of the American taxpayer
With the Democrats in the White House opening the borders to refugees and migrants it drew uproar and protests in the cities as buses of migrants arrived to their new accommodations. Among them was 27 years old Brooke Simms. Standing at 5 feet 9 at 130 lb, slender body, nice long legs with an impressive rack to boot, she graduated from the University of Texas and worked as a Digital Marketeer in one of the buzzling tech companies in Austin. Dated on an off in college but most guys were only interested in getting between her legs without any long term commitment, and who could blame them? Many thought she could have been a model instead
On this very day, Brooke was in the protest crowd alongside the residents on the massive influx of refugees. Though sympathetic to their plight she was adamant that migrants were screened and vetted before being let in instead of a lax enforcement policy as adopted by the White House. On the other side of the fence were the hippies and liberals advocating for the acceptance of refugees and migrants. As Joaquin got off the bus to the sight of protest ; his only thoughts were:
“American fools, no wonder your country is burning”
The next few days were the same, protests outside the migrant refuge home as Joaquin rested and observed the crowds. Inheriting the same character as his father, on the surface he appeared calm yet hidden inside his trousers his other head was straining his pants as he scanned the crowd of blondes and brunettes. Between her day job and gym classes Brooke spent as much time as possible at the protestors site holding placards objecting to the placement of refugees.
Crimes were ticking up as more and more cases of breaking & entering, thefts etc were impacting the city, yet the police were under strict orders not to arrest anyone looking non white as long as the crimes did not turn violent. Joaquin had been involved in such minor crimes himself, breaking in to small mom n pop shops at night; stealing cash, phones and even a small revolver from a convenience store round the block. With daylight approaching Joaquin was returning to the refuge home when he caught sight of Brooke leaving her town house to work
Dressed in a gray short sleeve one piece dress; a cord like belt tied round her trim waist in black ankle-strap pumps, with 2 ⅝ inch heels. Spotting long beautiful blonde hair, slender legs and arms, beautiful Caucasian features. Joaquin had recalled seeing her at the protests against refugees and had decided to take her as his first blonde woman; a welcome present to America
Deliberately walking up to her and wishing her a good morning; Brooke was in a bit of shock and concerned as this muscular migrant approaching her, with this man’s evil leering eyes focused upon her, scanning her from head to toe as if his beady eyes were slowly disrobing her, leaving her naked before him. She swallowed and muttered an “excuse me” before moving away and trying to shake off the uncomfortable feeling as she moved to her workplace 10 minutes walk away.
Joaquin followed Brooke from a distance and now knew where she worked and stayed. Relaxing in a strip mall across the street; spending his loot and welfare cheque on food and accessories, Joaquin had prepped well for a home invasion he hoped to pull off this very day. Doing a commando check list like his days in the army, he purchased items from several departmental stores which included a knife, rope, duct tape and some additional clothes.
With nightfall approaching Joaquin had changed into a new set of clothes to avoid getting recognized which were a dark green hoodie, baseball cap, black khakis and sneakers with his tools in a bagpack and a small revolver in his pants pocket as he waited across the street for his pray to exit the work building.
Upon noticing Brooke exiting the building he bristly jogged quickly to Brooke’s home and hid in one of the bushes next to the entrance of her home; laying like a predator awaiting his pray. 10 minutes later, he heard laughter as Brooke and 2 other women were walking down the street back to their house and overhearing their conversation
“So Brooke, I will see you tomorrow at the demonstrations in front of the refuge home yea”
“Good night girls” as Brooke waved them goodbye
Drawing the revolver in his hand and cocking the hammer, Joaquin was ready. As Brooke walked up the stairs to her home he noticed she had a beautiful shapely ass, getting the key from her handbag; key inserted, door unlocked and when she pushed the door open Joaquin stroke!
Bursting out of the bush he charged at her and pushed her right into her home. Stunned by the sudden change of events, Joaquin took the chance to close the door behind them before jumping on top of her, gun to her forehead, hand covering her mouth:
“Don’t make a sound, bitch”
Fear coursing through her veins ; Brooke panted out in terror as she felt the attacker’s muscular palm enclosing her and gun barrel directly at her forehead. Nodding in compliance with Joaquin’s threat of violence.
“I’m gonna take my hand of your mouth don’t you fucking scream you hear!”
“Pleaseeeee ……………I ………..I have some money in my purse! You can have it!” To her dismay, the intruder chuckled
“Oh, I’s be sure to take it …………….later!”
Joaquin stuck out his tongue as he licked her face from her chin up before whispering in her ear “You and I are gonna have a party together” It was at that moment Brooke realized it was more than just a robbery and catching a glance of Joaquin face she remembered bumping into him earlier this morning.
“Now get up and walk slowly”
Obeying her attacker Brooke could only comply as she began moving, Joaquin’s arm was directing her towards the stairs upwards to the bedroom and the other hand on the revolver pointed at her back . Reaching the foot of the stairs she took her chance and stepped on Joaquin’s foot hard
“FUCKING BITCH! YOU’RE GONNA PAY!”
Kicking the gun away from Joaquin she sprinted up the stairs clumsily in her heels as Joaquin gave chase. Being incredibly fit Joaquin easily caught up with her and tripped her over at the foot of the stairs
“Somebody help me!!! Rapeeee! Pleaseee”
Her body combat classes training kicking in she tried to punch and kick Joaquin in an attempt to put some distance from him but her attacker who had actual fight training simply parried without a sweat.
“You’re feisty little white bitch, I like it when they fight”
Noticing her attacks were simply parried away and being no match for her opponent fear and panic began setting in her eyes; Joaquin landed a jab in her liver knocking her over gasping for air. Collapsing to the ground Brooke felt his arm over her neck in a chokehold position; she tried using her hands to break free from Joaquin’s chokehold and her legs were flaying about in a panic. Just before passing out she overheard her attacker’s remark:
“Nice legs you have”
As Brooke came about, she found herself staring up at the ceiling of her bedroom and a big and round stuffed in her mouth she could not expel. Trying to move hear arms she discovered both her wrists were bound to the bed board. Her attention drifted to the bathroom as she heard the water stopping and the door opening; her eyes widened in horror in seeing a big muscular man with an Asian looking face, Latino skin color and he was totally naked fisting his monstrosity jutting out from between his legs.
Finding that her legs weren’t tied, Brooke struggled against her bonds as Joaquin sat next to her on the bed. His muscular hands upon her dainty legs as he moved from shin up inside her thigh completely unrestrained. Brooke was screaming through her gag shaking her head side to side as Joaquin was feeling her up. Grabbing her suntan pantyhose Joaquin yanked them off swiftly before tossing it to the side of the bed.
“My lovely Miss Brooke, you and I are gonna have a wonderful night together”
Drawing the knife again Brooke was scared to resist as Joaquin began slicing through her gray dress from knees up to the belt and the top like hot knife through butter leaving just her undergarments and heels. Tearing the rest of the dress away Joaquin moved to her feet to remove the black heels and Brooke attempted to kick his groin only to be expertly dodged
“Still a fighter huh, I like your spirit girl”
Heels removed all that was left were her garments. She looked lovely in the black garments, a black bra with front hook and matching black silk panties being the last remnants of protecting her dignity. Joquin got on the side of the bed to prevent her kicking legs roaming her belly button before moving a single hand into her bra and giving each tit a massage before yanking the bra off violently.
Kicking her away and screaming in the gag Joaquin moved both hands down to her panties and tearing it off forcefully exposing her bare shaven pussy. Now laying completely naked in front of her attacker Brooke was getting tired from fighting the restraints as Joaquin roamed his hands freely on her naked white body like a pirate counting his haul of gold.
His one hand rubbing the entrance of her clit stimulating her in the process while kissing, nibbling her torso, cheeks neck before sucking and lightly biting her beautiful breasts. Brooke being exhausted could only lie and cry as her attacker had a free reign of her body. In a few moments she realized she was getting wet below and her nipples were reacting to Joaquin’s stimulation ; shaking her head and telling herself
“Please don’t react to this bastard raping me”
Joaquin being a well versed rapist knew exactly what was going on with her body’s responses and knew she was ready to be fucked. Crawling up between her beautiful ivory legs, Joaquin placed each limb over his shoulder with his cock now in position; he began parting her love slit to admit his swollen cockhead into her precious jewel. Brooke’s concentration was immediately drawn back to reality as she realized Joaquin was hovering over her and feeling a massive invader at the entrance of her pussy.
Realizing her attacker had not bothered to put on a condom she began fighting against her bonds again shaking her head side to side, tears flowing down her cheeks as she attempted to fight off her intruder. With her legs out of the way Joaquin grabbed her soft asscheeks firmly, then thrusted forward with all of his might and groaned. She went stiff
“ohhhhhhhhhh yeah… so fucckiiinngg tight… Holyyy shittt…”
Groaning in delight, Joaquin reared back and thrusted forward again into her this time his entire 9 inch monstrosity was tucked in and buried completely inside her love tunnel. Holding her hips firmly; Joaquin began driving his cock into her like a piston in and out repeatedly at a frantic speed as he mated successfully with his white Caucasian woman. The bed was creaking as never before, headboard banging against the wall as Brooke was feeling the full assault of her rapist.
The long thrusts and withdrawals began having an effect on her as her body was involuntarily responding to her rapist’s actions. Moans of resistance began slowly turning towards moans of pleasure as her trim white thighs came off the mattress to now clutch the sides of her rapist, legs wrapping around the pounding Asian ass
““Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ……………..ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………….ohhhhhhhhhhhhh …………………..ohhhhhhhhhhh ………………………..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Joaquin being a seasoned rapist knew Brooke was responding to his strokes and thrusts deliberately slow down his fucking as he savored the experience mating with his unwilling white victim. Looking directly into her beautiful eyes, he knew she detested him raping her and at the same time her body was responding involuntarily to this thrusting rhythm.
“Enjoying my Asian cock huh…. Let’s get you to cum for me”
She hated this bastard as he was toying with her body, thrusting in completely random rhythms; sometimes going rapidly to the point of almost return before deliberating slowing down to a neutral state. For Joaquin exploring the inside of his first white woman, he wanted to savor every bit of this experience. As the moments spurred on Joaquin could feel he could no longer hold his Asian army of sperm at bay, ergo the thrusting began picking up pace this time at greater intensity than before.
Brooke realized what this bastard was intending to do, she found her last surge of strength, motivation to dislodge her rapist as she did not want him to cum inside her! Between the rational part of her mind not wanting the effects of this mating and her body responding with pleasure; it was a Herculean struggle wherein she would prove herself no match against the rapist atop her.
“That its Brooke… take it… get ready for my cum!”
Joaquin was almost at the point of no return, his accelerated thrusts and rhythms had also driven Brooke to cloud 9 and this time with no intention to slow down. A few final thrusts later Joaquin plunged his cock all the way into her, stretching her vagina to the limit, and opening up the entrance to her womb cumming hard. Brooke orgasmed at the same time and clutched her legs on Joaquin’s ass ensuring his cock was firmly in place as he release his seed.
Letting her legs drop on the bed Joaquin collapsed on her beautiful ivory body with his cock still buried in her love tunnel twitching out his cum. For Brooke it was a mixture of pleasure and humiliation over what just happened. Moaning into her gag her tears and whimpers stirred Joaquin out of his mating ecstasy, pulling his cock out of her pussy with cum and her love juices pouring out
“First white girl… best fuck I had in a loong time… as tight as an 18 year old virgin!”
The words hit home as the last time Brooke had a boyfriend was in college and even then her much younger boyfriend, a white soy boy from California with his 4 inch pecker who was barely a minute man and came too quickly before Brooke was even warmed up. Since then no boyfriends, no One Night Stands, ironically her first intimate contact with a guy since then was with Joaquin getting raped and pleasured into orgasm.
Getting up Joaquin proceeded to rob the rest of the house with Brooke lying in bed, she heard drawers turned inside out as valuables were gathered and place in his bag hopefully ending her ordeal. 10 minutes later Joaquin returned to the room still naked and his cock still erect she was shuddering in fear upon hearing the words coming out of his mouth
“I don’t want to go back to the shelter tonight, your bed is far too comfortable!”
Exhausted at this point and unable to resist she was moaning through her gag and pleading through her eyes for Joaquin to release her as he laid on the side of the bed. Joaquin loosened one of the restraints to turn her over on her back. Caressing her bare back body, roaming down her ass Joaquin was recovering and readying himself for his next round of pleasure.
Kissing and nibling her back, hands roaming down her hips and occasionally circling back to the front to caress her boobs before moving down to her beautiful ass. Giving tight slaps to each butt cheek from time to time; whispering in her ear
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you bitch, admit it girl” Brooke shaking her head in a firm no resulting in another tight slap to her ass. Asking and slapping a few rounds later, Joaquin turned Brooke around to face up. This time cutting away both ropes tieing her hands Joaquin was confident she was too exhausted to fight back.
Removing her gag finally Brooke was pleading for release from him “Pleaseeee … let me goo….. you’ve gotten what you want…. Pleaseeeee” Joaquin kissing her forehead then whispering in her ear
“I’ll let you go when I am done fucking you”
On hand pinning both her hands above her, Joaquin got atop of Brooke and forced his tongue into her mouth and began a deep long passionate kiss with Brooke. His black predatorial eyes watching, observing Brooke’s brown hazel eyes as his other hand was roaming her breasts down to her thighs before inserting them into her love tunnel and began fingering her.
Using both fingers he began slowly and began picking up his pace. Just like raping her earlier his sequences and rhythms were random to Brooke, a moment being fast and deliberately slowing down as her body reacted unwillingly to the stimulation. Trying as hard as she could both her hands were pinned down by Joaquin as his mouth was exploring hers almost like love making but in a home invasion.
His fingering picking up pace his goal was to drive her again to another orgasm and moments later she exploded again. Observing his good work as her body revulsed to the orgasm triggered by his 2 fingers, Brooke reacting again to this bastard’s stimulation as she panted and moaned in another mind numbing explosion. She felt her hands released by Joaquin’s grip and took the chance to act!
Grabbing the bed lamp next to her she attempted to strike Joaquin’s head with it, dodging just in time to the side Joaquin jumped atop her and pinned both her arms above her head. The other hand slapping her left to right a few times before covering her mouth before she could scream in pain again
“I thought you’re smart enough now to not fight me, I thought white people were the smartest here…what a shame”
Upon remarking that he choked her just long enough to knock her out. When she came about, she found she was lying on her belly, this time with a ball gag in her mouth facing the bedframe and both hands tied to the bedframe. Frantically trying to turn her head as she felt a massive weight sinking on the bed behind her to find Joaquin smirking as he was directly behind her
This time no words were spoken as Joaquin caressed her ass and smirking away, his other hand was stroking his now erect cock readying itself. Brooke struggled again frantically as Joaquin grabbed hold of her trim hips and mounted her doggie style and rammed himself into her. Being far more unforgiving than before; thrusting away with much greater ferocity and speed
Her hands struggling frantically on the bedframe and head shaking side to side to break free as Joaquin was fucking away, soon enough she heard him grunting as he flooded her womb the second time with his seed before collapsing on top of her and both falling asleep.
Waking up to the dash of sunlight blazing through the windows in the exact same position as the night before, the sounds of the kitchen wok and the smell of eggs and bacon catching her senses. “That bastard is eating my food downstairs!” thinking to herself.
Just then Joaquin appeared again: “Rise and shine bitch… I have prepared a protein shake for you darling” as he was stroking his erect dick again. Shuddering on the thought she was to give him a blowjob Brooke was adamant to not give in to Joaquin as she shake her head defiantly as he approached her. Pressing a knife under her chin and ripping off her gag…
“Not a sound bitch and get to work; if I feel any teeth I will fucking slice off your throat”
To make her comply Joaquin used his other hand to jam her nostrils shut forcing her mouth open gasping for air and at that opportune moment rammed his cock deep into her throat.
“Use your tongue and head and get me off or I slice off your throat!”
Unfamiliar to sucking a man off Brooke could only suck him like how a toddler sucks a lollipop bobbing her head back and forth compliantly as the steel blade hanging below her chin. Not wanting to give her any ideas to bite him off Joaquin had to complete the deed quickly releasing his hand from her nose he grabbed a fistful of her hair and thrusted quicker than before and soon he could feel his balls tightening and exploded in her mouth with another round of cum.. Halfway through he drew his cock out of her mouth before spraying it all over her beautiful face.
Emptying his testicles completely Joaquin wiped his cock of her hair before kissing her in the forehead.
“You been a magnificent host and a welcoming gift for me to America.. next time I will sample that lovely ass of yours; now lets get showered and don’t you fight me”
Hands finally released from her bonds Brooke was relieved as she rubbed a bruised wrists and panting in exhaustion. Dragged into the shower unwilling Joaquin took great pleasure in slathering soap all over her beautiful body before washing rinsing it off with water, she in turned was forced to clean Joaquin and cleaning his massive dick as he took pleasure in flexing its size and length. Showering completed Brooke wrapped herself in her bathing towel and was drying her hair whilst Joaquin was getting dressed.
All of a sudden the doorbell rang, caught off guard J Joaquin grabbed the revolver and covered Brooke’s mouth: “not a sound bitch” nodding in compliance with his request. Dressed only in her bath towel she was escorted downstairs with Joaquin following closely behind and gun to her head to deter her from trying anything. Reaching the door; Joaquin indicated to her to answer the door:
“Who is it?”
“Miss Connors, its Bob from the electrical company, you called about a faulty wiring in the master bedroom a week ago? I am here to fix it”
Joaquin peaked out the window to notice a Caucasian guy in his 50s sporting a massive beer belly in maintenance uniform. Whispering to her ear: “Open the door and let him in” Brooke stared at him in confusion and was pleading not to let him in. She did not want another person to know she been raped nor to have anyone see her almost naked.
Moreover, she knew Bob had always stared at her ass whenever he was over working the electricals and was wary of him. Shaking her head again as Joaquin nudged the revolver at her rib repeating his command
“Let him in”
“Just a moment Bob”
Joaquin got to the side of the door as Brooke opened the door dressed only in a bathing towel. Door opened and Bob was shocked at such a sight in the morning. Whenever he was over Brooke was always dressed in long pants and an oversized T-shirt to deter him but he always knew she had a stunning figure underneath those clothes.
“Miss Connors , what a pleasant surprise this morning” as he was concealing a lustful grin beneath the friendly façade. Stepping into the house as Brooke stepped back was when he found another male with a revolver pointed at him.
“Close the door Bob slowly” Fear struck his body as Bob followed Joaquin’s orders to the letter.
“Drop the tools and step forward” Complying with his orders he stepped forward towards Brooke with both hands held in the air.
“Now both of you not a sound move upstairs slowly” Joaquin with a gun pointed at both Brooke and Bob. Brooke was the first to go up followed by Bob. Despite having a massive beer belly it failed to conceal his hardon straining through his pants as he followed Brooke and staring her ass and figure climbing up to the bedroom
Upon entering the bedroom Brooke was standing next to the bed with hands holding tightly to her towel and Bob with hands in the air.
“Bob, do you find Brooke attractive?”
Bob was blushing and didn’t dare to answer. He had fantasied having sex with Brooke many times and jerked himself off to Brooke’s images he found on Facebook. Joaquin was getting impatient and Brooke was shaking her head pleading with her eyes to Bob “Please… don’t …. Please ….. don’t”
“Take off your pants Bob” Gun pointed at him now Bob had no choice but to comply and in a moment his pants was off to reveal his 5 incher now straining hard against his underwear.
“Here’s your chance to fuck her!” as Joaquin grinned at Bob
“NOOOO… PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE……… DON’T RAPE ME…….PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Now thinking with his other head Bob lunged forward like a predator grabbing Brooke by her hands as she was wailing and struggling and pleading not to be raped a second time by another man.
“PLEASEE… DON’T DO THIS TO ME.."
Bob was in a frenzy as the moment he been dreaming about had finally came true and no way he was to let go of this opportune moment. Throwing Brooke on the bed and pinning her arms above her head, he was surprised Joaquin took the duct tape from his toolbox and slapped the tape over Brooke’s mouth. Thanking him for his help Bob tore off the bathing towel with his other hand to feast upon the charms of this beautiful woman beneath him
“OH Brooke… I been dreaming of this moment for a long time.. I never knew you had some magnificent breasts”
Using his other hand to roam her body Bob began licking her face, nose before moving down her neck and nibbling and chewing down on them with Brooke screaming through the tape trying to break free from Bob. Legs flaying and kicking and again proving no match for the new rapist as he was much heavier than her. With her energy levels sapping down and Bob’s impatience growing he let go of her hands and slapped her twice across the face
“I been seeing you in those tight outfits everyday, always acting uppity and innocent, fucking slut!”
Slapped again across the face Brooke was now powerless to stop him as tears flowed down her cheeks moaning in pain, Bob assumed a missionary position and thrusted his hard dick into her. The first fuck he had in years he was going to savor every moment of it, humping her in and out in a steady manner. Although lacking in rigor as Joaquin raped her the night before, Bob made up for it with his sheer weight as he slammed hard into Brooke’s slender body.
All the while he was raping her Joaquin was watching on the side with a cold beer in hand and a camcorder in hand recording the entire rape on tape. Meanwhile he had also setup Brooke’s phone in the corner to capture the rigorous mating process taking place on the bed. Midway through Bob decided to switch positions, withdrawing his dick and turning Brooke over on her tummy; and entered her again doggy style.
Thrusting back and forth Bob had completely forgotten Joaquin was watching the entire fuck session. And upon reaching the point of no return Bob unloaded his cum deep into Brooke as he groaned in pleasure. It was at that moment Joaquin struck Bob on the back of his head, knocked out cold collapsing onto Brooke with his cock still twitching with cum flowing. The last thing Brooke heard was “911, what’s your emergency?” before passing out under Bob’s massive weight
When she came about, she found herself in the emergency room of the hospital and attended by nurses and doctors performing a rape kit examination on her. Once Bob was knocked out Joaquin called the police on a breaking& entering in progress going on in the house and escaped with the loot; Bob was the “fall” guy to cover his tracks.
In the coming days, news of the rape incident shocked the community with Bob’s mugshot on every major news outlet. At the trial, the DA was under tremendous pressure from various women’s rights and political groups to convict him with the harshest sentence possible. And the verdict to nobody’s surprise was guilty with a 20 year sentence with no chance of parole.
At the trial, Bob claimed there was another rapist at the scene before him, an Asian Hispanic looking man; no attempts were made whatsoever to corrobate his story as political correctness had reached asinine levels in the United States. White men were guilty till proven innocent and vice versa for everyone else. The rape kit did reveal a second set of DNA, matching the profile of the entry of an individual entering the Texas border from Mexico a few days prior. The crime lab was pressured to bury the evidence and to produce only Bob’s DNA profile.
Brooke was left to recover and on medical leave after the incident with only a select few of her friends knowing the circumstances. Few days later as she opened the curtains of her bedroom, staring across the road to notice the familiar face of a man staring back at her with lustful eyes, his promise to her echoing loudly in her memory. Joaquin was intent on keeping his promise as he began walking towards her home
The End
