This is totally a work of fiction, although there is a basis on an actual event. Do not try this at home.
Bob has always been the bad boy at school. He was always in trouble. There wasn't a week that went by that he wasn't at the Principal's office. They graduated him from high school just to get rid of him. Sitting at graduation, the Principal and his wife approached the podium to give their little speeches. Bob thought "Damn. She's hot. She'd make a good next target". She was 42, had straight black hair that went down between her shoulders, and looked good carrying her 36B cups. She had always taken care of herself, going to the gym every morning, keeping herself in shape, and keeping her body sexy for her husband. Her husband really loved her, and he told her so every morning, and showed her every night. She never had wanted another man, and was a virgin on their wedding night. She never shaved her pussy, because that is what her husband wanted, and she always wanted to please him.
Throughout the remainder of graduation, Bob dreamed up how he carryout her rape.
Bob had no second thoughts about committing rape, no different than getting up every morning, and so he set about and quickly learned her routine. Every morning right after her husband left for work at 7:30, she went to the gym to work out. Every Tuesday, after working out, she did her grocery shopping. She would back her car up to the door, and leave the door open between trips between the house and the car. Bob though, "This cunt is making it easy for me". Between trips for the car and the home, Bob was able to make his way quickly to the door, snuck in and hid, waiting for the opportunity. After the last trip from the car, she closed the door and locked it behind her. He crept forward slowly, not wanting to warn her of his approach. Bob heard Julia putting away her groceries. At that moment, the phone rang. From the way she was talking, Bob knew she was talking to her husband. "Jim, I want you to know I love you so very, very much. You've made me the happiest woman alive. I'm preparing a special treat for you for tonight. I'm going to the bedroom to change now. I love you, darling." When Bob hear she was going to the bedroom, he snuck past unseen, and looked every door until he found the bedroom. He entered it, and hid behind the open door, waiting for her to walk in. She walked into the bedroom, and her life would change forever from that moment on.
Bob put his hand over her mouth and threw her against the wall. She fell in a heap on the floor, dazed from the head slamming. Quick as lightning, he jumped on top of her, pushing the knife against her nose and clamping his other hand over her mouth. At once, she knew what would be happening to her. Bob hissed, "This is your lucky day. You get to have my cock."
Grabbing her by her hair, he pulled her to a stand and dragged her to the bed, throwing her on it. He jumped on her and straddled himself over her. Still holding the knife, he put it up to her throat. "Now the fun begins." He moved the knife to her blouse and cut it the whole way down to the bottom, and pushed it open, revealing a white laced frilly bra. He sliced the straps just above the cups, then put the knife between her cups, he pulled upward, cutting the fabric between the cups. He pulled back the cloth, exposing her breasts. Her brown nipples were fully erect. He knew it was from her being scared, but she said to her?" You're loving it, aren't you bitch?" She just shook her head no, never saying a word.
Bob reached underneath her, and pulled at the remains of her blouse and bra, throwing them on the floor. Bob then moved down to her waist, grabbing her slacks at the waistband, and pulled then off her shapely legs. He was slightly surprised to see her wearing a full brief panty, thinking to himself, "They still make those?" He took his knife, cut her panties at the side, and pulled then away. She was naked now, and crying almost hysterically. He whispered in her ear "So far, you've been a good little cunt".