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Rowena, the infamous Futanari rapist, had been on a rampage for several months now. Her victims were mostly young men like myself, returning home from work or school. I had always been careful, always aware of my surroundings, but that day, I let my guard down. As I was walking down the deserted alley, she ambushed me.
She moved with a sinister grace that was both unsettling and arousing. Before I could react, she was upon me, her strong hands clasping around my throat.
"Time for you to come with me, sweetheart," she hissed in a raspy voice, her breath hot against my ear. "I've got a little party planned for you at my old house."
With a sickeningly powerful thrust, she lifted me off my feet and threw me over her shoulder. My backside burned as the leather of her coat chafed against my skin. I struggled helplessly as she began to run, her long legs carrying us at a breakneck pace.
We raced through the twisting alleyways of the city, my heart pounding in my chest. Finally, she stopped at the edge of a large, overgrown field. Before me stood a dilapidated old house, its windows boarded up and its paint peeling. The air around it was thick with an eerie sense of foreboding.
"This is where the fun begins," Rowena growled, kicking open the creaky front door. She threw me to the ground inside and shut the door behind her.
I landed with a hard thud on the dusty floor, my head spinning from the impact. Around me, I could see the remains of her previous victims. The air was thick with the stench of death and decay. Rowena laughed maniacally, her voice echoing through the empty house.
"Welcome to my little playroom," she cackled, circling me like a hungry predator. "You're going to have such a good time here."
She stripped me naked, her cold hands roughly pushing my clothes off my body. Then, she bound my wrists and ankles with thick leather straps, tying me spread-eagled to a wooden X on the floor. I felt the cool touch of metal against my back as she fastened a leash around my neck, the other end of the leash attached to a massive chastity belt.
"This is going to be so much fun," she purred, running her hands over my body. "I'm going to fuck you until you scream for mercy."
With that, she produced a large, veined cock from between her legs and slowly lowered it toward my mouth. "And first," she said with a wicked grin, "you get to taste this."
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