This choice: He's a football jock, strong and a jerk. • Go Back...Chapter #4He's a football jock, strong and a jerk. by: Carl Jake was a big guy. He was the star running back at the college. Some running back’s depended on speed and agility to make yards and touch downs, not him. It was brute mass. He stood 6 foot 4 and weighed 265 pounds of pure muscle. He had dark hair and all of the girl’s wanted him.
The only problem with Jake was that he was a bit of a jerk. He expected women to “put out or get out” as he so quaintly liked to say. His latest attempt at a conquest was Michelle a good looking red headed girl. She was 5 foot 4, had shoulder length red hair, a pert nose and full lips. She had athletic build as well, she was the woman’s star track and field runner.
Everyone assumed they would be a good match but on their 2nd date Jake though it was time for her to have sex with him. He was driving his car and parked it off the side of the road. “All right babe, I’ve waited long enough, lets do it, right here and right now.”
Michelle quirked an eyebrow at him and responded, “Your joking right? I don’t know what kind of girl you think I am but no way.”
Jake’s brow furrowed and he said, “ Do you know how many other women would love to be you right now? You know you want me so stop being such a tease and get your clothes off!”
Michelle was angry. “Screw you Jake, take me home this date is over.”
Jake wasn’t used to being rejected. He sputtered in rage and then grabbed Michelle’s dress and said, “Take your damn clothes off now or I’ll fucking rip them off!”
Michelle struggled to get away but Jake was much stronger. “No, get off, get off, HELP, someone HELP!” Jake cursed and cupped his hand over her mouth. Michelle was in a panic, this asshole was going to rape her! Luckily she remained calm enough to remember that she had a Taser in her purse. She fumbled around the purse and managed to get a hold of it right as Jake ripped open her dress.
“Oh yeah, show me those tits you whore,” Jake laughed as he finished ripping her dress.
Michelle turned on the Taser and jammed it into Jake’s abdomen.
Jake let out a cry of pain as his muscles turned to jelly. His body was convulsing and Michelle was able to slip out from beneath his bulk. “You cunt, I’m gonna kill you,” Jake rasped as he tried to shake off the jolts of electricity that had run through his body.
Michelle calmly zapped him again with the Taser. Jake let out a weaker cry of pain, Michelle struck him twice more until finally the electric current knocked the fight out of him and the would be rapist was knocked unconscious.
Michelle was shaking afterwards. She had almost been raped. She had heard rumors that it wasn’t safe to be around him alone but she had just figured that was cruel gossip by the girl’s he hadn’t gone out with. Now she knew the truth. But what could she do about it? Jake was the star of the football team, his dad was a police officer and his mom was on the board of reagents.
She couldn’t just turn him in, not with just her word as proof. But she couldn’t let him do this to someone else. She was going to have to punish him. Make him fear women so that he would never, ever do anything like this again. Michelle got his keys out of the wallet and started to drive back to her house.
She knew exactly how to punish a man like this. She was going to humiliate him. She was going to make him worship her feet. She was going to give him a taste of her dirty sweaty socks. The only question in her mind was should she do this all by herself or ask some of her friends to help. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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