"Bill, I'm going for a short run, I'll be back in twenty minutes or so" Laura called out to her husband. She waited for a minute but didn't hear him reply. She put her headphones in and headed out the door. It was just getting dark as she ran towards the park at the end of their street. It was kind of dark out there but they lived in a very safe part of town. She had run at that park a thousand times and loved the fact it had a track that circled the entire park. She could run it twice in fifteen minutes.
Laura ran the loop with the music on her I pod running through her head. She also loved the fact that she could come, run, let the music play and let the stress of the day melt away. As she rounded a corner on the track she saw a flash. It was an instant and he had her, one arm around her waist and one over her mouth. He dragged her off the track and into the nearby bushes. Laura kicked at him with all the fury she could muster. It did no good.
He had her on the ground in seconds. In Laura's mind it took hours to be dragged from where she had been running to where he finally threw her to the ground. She landed with a thud. The breath left her with a sharp pain in her right side. Had he just broken one of her ribs? She couldn't think about anything but the shadowy figure dressed in black that was moving over her at what seemed like the speed of light.
"Scream and I'll kill you. I know where you live and I'll kill your husband first" the masked man told her. Fear seized Laura's heart.
Laura turned over onto her stomach and scrambled to get to her feet. The black clad man grabbed her by her feet and dragged her further back into the brush. She tried to scream but the screams wouldn't come. The motherfucker had broken her rib!
He grabbed her, pulled back into the brush where he wanted her and flipped her over onto her back. Laura started kicking, aiming for his balls. He grabbed her feet and bent them to her knees as he fell onto his. She began her assault with her fists on his head, shoulders and face. He pinned her legs with his and grabbed her hands. He laughed. Laura was furious at this point. She stopped struggling. If he wanted to fuck her, it was going to be like fucking a corpse.
"Good girl, you can just lay there if you want, just don't scream because I swear to God, I'll come back and kill your husband, then you. Got me bitch?" he asked. Laura did nothing but nod her head.
He held her hands above her head as he removed her jogging shorts. He was really glad she hadn't worn spandex. He hated fucking spandex. He was pleasantly surprised to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. That made his job a little easier. He pulled his jogging pants down, his hard on ready and waiting.
Laura spat in his face. He smiled at her. She began twisting under his grip. She had decided that if he wanted it, he was going to have to fight her for it. He used his free hand to slip two of his fingers inside her. For someone fighting not to give it up, she sure was wet, he liked that.
He removed his fingers and put them to her lips. She opened her mouth with a smile and he slid them in. Laura promptly bit down on them as hard as she could, drawing blood. The man pulled his bleeding fingers from her mouth and slapped her across the face leaving a smear of blood across her cheek.
