A Dark Night.
Hindsight is 20/20 they always say. If Sherry had known what awaited her, she would have never taken the dreaded shortcut.
It was shortly after 11 p.m. and Sherry was making her way from her rural home to the small town some 20 miles away.
Along the way was a shortcut. A dark road with serpentine twists and dangerous curves to the unfamiliar. Sherry had been on it hundreds of times, but never alone at this hour.
Suddenly, the blackness of night was interrupted by the flash of red and blue lights in her rear view mirror.
Where did he come from?
She limped to the side of the road and sat nervously as a figure approached her car.
“I need you to step out of the car, please,” the male voice boomed.
She nervously asked what she had done, but he became all the more agitated in his voice, demanding she exit the vehicle.
Sherry’s knees and legs trembled as she stood in the night air with the dark and silhouetted figure in front of her.
A quick movement by him and his heavy hand was choking her throat. Her eyes widened in terror as she fought to breathe.
“This is how it’s going to be, ” he growled low and deliberate. “You do exactly as I say, or face the consequences.”
She could only nod her head as his vice-like-grip around her neck had her on the verge of passing out.
Things happened in a blur. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and a cloth stuffed in her mouth as a gag.
She watched, horrified as the fake cop started her car and guided it up a dark path off the main road. No one could see it.
He then tossed her into the back seat of his make believe squad car. A set of safety locks clicked, imprisoning her there.
She watched helplessly as he inched his vehicle up a narrow dirt path and into an opening hidden from the sight of the main road, where he proceeded to drag her from the back seat and out into the dark surroundings.
Pinned against the car, she felt a cold hand slip under her t-shirt and onto her breasts. She cringed as he kneaded the fleshly orbs, and teased at the sensitive nips.
In a sudden rush, the blade of knife slit the shirt in half and it fell from her body. He leaned forward gripping one breast in each hand, then began sucking them as she squirmed helplessly.
When he withdrew, her nips hardened in the night air. She gasped as she felt the snap on her jeans undone, and then felt him tugging them down her legs.
The hand that before fondled her bare breasts, now forced its way down the front of her panties. She closed her eyes in revulsion as she felt him exploring her shaven mound, teasing at the clitoral hood, and tracing her slit.
In a blur her panties were bunched up with her jeans around her knees. The chilly night air bit at her exposed flesh.
Whirled around, she was bent over the hood of his vehicle. She felt his hands on her bare ass, felt him part her butt cheeks and teased her puckered anus with his thumb.
He quickly undid the bonds on her wrists, stood her up and turned her to face. She felt him shoving her downward till she was kneeling on the ground.
“Unzip my pants and get to work on my cock!” he growled.
Sherry’s hands trembled as she slowly reached them forward, unzipped his jeans, and fished out his manhood. It was thick and meaty. As his pants fell to the ground, she guided the head towards her reluctant lips. The stale, masculine scent was overpowering as the thick shaft entered her reluctant mouth and she began the degrading task.
Once he was hard, he withdrew and forcibly placed her on the hood of his car, face up. Forcing her legs up in the air, he grabbed her jeans and panties and tugged at them until she was completely naked.
The cold metal seemed to bite at her exposed flesh as he spread her legs and guided his hobbling member to her opening.
The faint outline of his fetch was all she could see as he plowed her deep and hard. Her body moved back and forth against the unforgiving metal as he raped her savagely.
Reality came back slowly. She was lying naked on the ground. His car was gone. Shivering, bleeding, and oozing the spent seed of his savage lust, she began to crawl around looking for her scattered clothing.