Tara's Sleepover Nightmare
Tara flopped down on the couch giggling and trying to catch her breath. Her score hadn't really been that good but it had been fun trying. She watched as her friend Sarah stepped up to the dance mat and chose a much higher level then she had. No surprise there. It was Sarah's game so of course she'd be better at it.
As Tara sat back watching her friend dance she couldn't help but compare herself to her friend. Oh sure Sarah was a mouse and she was a zebra and in theory there wasn't that much similar between them to compare, but theory only went so far.
Sarah was slim and rather petite which was about typical for a mouse. Her fur was a soft warm brown, her hair just a little longer then shoulder length, and a lighter brown then her fur.
Tara sighed a bit. How could she compete with that? Her fur wasn't as soft or as touchable looking as Sarah's. It wasn't any special color or anything. She had the same boring white and black stripes that every other zebra out there had. Her black hair, while longer then Sarah's was so thick and heavy it was nearly impossible to style in any fancy way like Sarah did with hers from time to time.
About the only thing she seemed to have going for her was the fact she had the bigger chest. Mind you that was only because Sarah was smaller then her all over. It really was no wonder Sarah had a steady boyfriend and she didn't.
Tara watched as Sarah stepped off the mat, NEW RECORD flashing on the TV Screen .
"Ha! Beat that!" Sarah challenged looking to the big plush chair where their other friend Jenny sat.
"Watch me." Jenny grinned as she stood and headed for the mat.
Tara watched as the dog girl stepped onto the mat and picked her song. If she had been a more jealous person Tara was pretty sure she never would have become friends with Jenny.
Jenny was pretty much perfect in just about every possible way. At least that's what most of the guys at school seemed to think,.
She couldn't blame them really. Fur so black it shone blue, long platinum blond hair, that oh so perfect hourglass figure. What guy could resist that? The only reason that Jenny didn't have a boyfriend was because Jenny didn't want a boyfriend.
Tara made a bit of a face. Well every group had to have it's plain one ... It just sucked that she was stuck being this one's.
Just as Jenny finished her song, beating Sarah's score by only a couple of points, the door to the room opened and Tara couldn't help but smile a bit.
Sarah's brother Dennis stood in the door way smiling easily at the three girls. "Mom and dad are going to bed now and want you to do something quieter."he said after a second. Tara suppressed a sigh. Even though she'd never admit it she'd had a crush on Dennis for quite a while now. Only a year older then themselves, he had the same soft, touchable looking fur as his sister. His short hair always had a slightly messy look to it, and since he was on the basketball team he was even in shape.
"This sucks!" Sarah complained crossing her arms "I was just about to kick Jenny's tail again."
"Oh dream on!" Jenny called over her shoulder as she took the game out of the console. "We both know you can't keep up with me." Tara shook her head, use to listening to her two friends bicker by now.
Sarah stuck her tongue out at Jenny and went over to fold up the mat. "What are we suppose to do now?" Sarah said whining a bit.
Dennis took that moment to make his exit. "I don't know, but since it doesn't have anything to do with me I'm taking off now." He said turning with a bit of a wave over his shoulder and shutting the door behind him.
Jenny dropped down on the couch next to Tara "Why do we have to do anything?" She said putting her feet up on the coffee table and leaning against the back of the couch. "Why not just chat and pig out on junk food?"
That works for me." Tara said cutting into the conversation "DDR really wore me out. I'm not as in shape as you two."
Sarah shook her head and came over, sitting in the big plush chair next to the couch. " You two complain too much" She said with a sigh. "But I guess you guys win what do you guys wanna talk about?"
"Boys of course!" Tara and Jenny said together giggling.
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It was several more hours before the three wound down enough and finally settled down in their sleeping bags. Jenny and Sarah fell asleep as soon as they settled in, but Tara found herself tossing and turning unable to relax enough to fall asleep herself.
After a while she sighed in frustration and crawled out of her sleeping bag. She picked her way across the room taking care not to step on the two sleeping girls.
She opened the door quietly and slipped out of the room. Her bare feet made very little noise as she headed for the kitchen hoping a drink of water would help her settle down enough to sleep.
As she leaned against the counter, her thin nightdress clinging to her slender frame, she held her hand under the running water waiting for it to cool.
Suddenly without warning a pair of hands settled on her hips. With a yelp of surprise she dropped the glass into the sink where it shatters and spun around.
"Dennis?!" She gasped, resting her hand over her rapidly pounding heart "You nearly gave me a heart attack."
Dennis smiled at her his hands still resting on her hips. "Sorry Tara" he said letting his eyes wander over her body. "I didn't mean to startle you."
Feeling uncomfortable with the looks that he was giving her, Tara tried to step away from him but found herself trapped between the counter and Dennis, so she settled for crossing her arms in front of her breasts to hide them from him some.
"Umm... It's ok." She said giving him an uncomfortable smile "Were you looking for something?"
"I am actually." He said leaning in until they were nose to nose. He lifted a hand from her hip and ran it along her face.
Tara shivered a bit and turned her face away "I think I better go back to bed now." She said trying to find a way around Dennis' arms.
"Come on Tara." Dennis said his voice husky "I see how you look at me." He smiled at her "You want me."
Tara shook her head "N...no" she said her voice breaking from nervousness. " That's not true... I..." She never got to finish what she was going to stay. Dennis' hand slid behind her head and he forced her into a harsh kiss.
She stood shocked for a moment then began to struggle against him, trying to push him away. He was stronger then her so he had no trouble keeping her when he wanted her.
When he finally broke the kiss he was panting a little and smiling at her.
Tara continued to struggle "Lemme go." She begged starting to get frantic.
He frowned a little starting to get irritated with her. "I've seen the way you look at me. You can stop it with the innocent little girl routine, I know what goes on in that slutty little head of yours." He said glaring at her and sounding a bit angry.
She shook her head again, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Please Dennis, let me go. I like you but I don't like this.
Dennis looked really angry now and Tara flinched at the mean look he was giving her. "If you liked me you wouldn't be arguing with me. Hell!" He practically snarled "if you were any other girl you'd be falling all over me for this chance. He said gripping one of her arms tight enough to cause her to squeak in pain, the tears starting to flow down her cheeks.
She tried to pull her arm free, but it only caused him to squeeze tighter. "Please..." She sobbed "you're hurting my arm."
"I don't care." He growled suddenly sweeping her feet out from under her and knocked her to the floor. "No little slut is going to deny me what I want," He said straddling her quickly so that she couldn't get up.
He held both her wrists in one hand as he used the other to root in the drawer beside him and pulling out a roll of electrical tape.
Tara struggled wildly guessing where Dennis was going with this. "Dennis, please don't do this ." She begged as he wrapped the tape around her wrists securing them tightly. "this isn't right. I don't want this... Can't we talk about this or something?"
Dennis ignored her and after being sure she wouldn't be able to free herself he slid back enough so that she could push Tara's nightgown up and get a nice view of her nearly naked body.
He took his time looking her over. She blushed and begged louder for him to let her go. Annoyed by the noise she was making and afraid someone might wake up and hear her, he looked around for something he could use to gag her. He smiled when he noticed a drying cloth hanging on the handle of the oven. He grabbed it and the next time she opened her mouth to beg him to let her go he quickly stuffed it in her mouth, pulling his hand away quickly to avoid getting bit.
She gagged a bit on the rag, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Much better." Dennis sighed at her now muffled pleas. He turned back to her body and spent a few calm minutes caressing and playing with her breasts. He pinched the nipple causing her to squeak in pain and surprise. He laughed a bit at the noise and gave her a lecherous smile. "I like these. They're a very good size. I could play with these all night." he said and to prove it he spent another few minutes doing just that. To finish it off he leaned in and gave her right breast one good hard bite, nearly breaking the skin, and getting a muffled sob of pain out of her.
He lifted his head and grinned at her again. "This is fun isn't it." She shook her head vehemently, tears streaming down her face, soaking into her fur and hair.
He frowned faintly then smiled at her again "Yes it is and it's about to get even better." he said sliding his hand down her side and pushing himself up into a seated position.
He moved his hand so that it rested against her mound and began to rub it gently through her underwear. He grinned as he felt her panties were already a bit wet from the teasing he'd done to her breasts.
"It's already damp down here and I haven't even done anything yet. You must really be liking this." He said continuing to stroke her.
Tara glared at him and shook her head violently. She began to struggle again, but all he did was use one hand to keep her still while his other hand continued it's work down below.
She whimpered in frustration as she slowly realized that he was going to do what he wanted no matter what she did. After a few moments of contemplating giving up and just letting him have his way she decided that if he was going to rape her she wasn't going to lie there and make it easy for him. He was going to have to work for it. She began struggling all over again, trying to get her legs or hands free so she could hit or kick him or something.
Dennis sighed and shook his head "I don't know why you want to make something so good be so hard." He said not stopping what he was doing.
Even as she continued to struggle the new, pleasant sensations his hand was causing was making her wetter. Her breathing was coming in quick pants, from mingled fear and the emotions she couldn't quite put a name to.
Encouraged by her reactions Dennis smiled at her "I knew you'd like this." He said, his hands starting to slide to her hip. "You can deny it, but your so wet I know the truth."
Tara glared at him as he placed both hands under the edges of her panties and slid them down. Tara's eyes widened and her cheeks turned dark red as she struggled against him, trying to stop him.
"Don't worry." he said his eyes never leaving the flesh he was uncovering. He slid her panties down so far then forced one of his legs between hers and slid the panties off the rest of the way, then leaned back to admire the naked girl before him, "Beautiful!" He breathed with a perverted grin on his face.
Her face flushed even darker, this time with anger instead of embarrassment. Tara tried to yell at him or say something to make him look away, but couldn't get very far with the rag still in her mouth.
Dennis ignored whatever it was she was trying to say and began to massage the inside of her thighs. "I know the last part was good, but the girls tell me that this part is better." He said still not taking his eyes off her body. "I'm sure you'll agree." he said with a smile. As he finished speaking he placed one hand on her breast massaging it, the other found it's way between her legs again and sliding into the lips until he found her clit.
As he started to massage, and rub her clit Tara's breath caught. She'd never felt anything like this before, she froze not sure how to react to the sensations. She began to pant again, her eyes sliding closed. She let out a muffled moan, squirming as the intensity built. Tears started to slide down her cheeks again as she struggled to figure out what she should do. Before she decided on a course of action Dennis started to rub her clit faster. This was enough to send her over the edge.
Her back archer and she let out a cry of pleasure that definitely would have woken someone up if it hadn't been for the rag in her mouth.
Dennis kept rubbing dragging out the orgasm for several minutes at least. When his arm got tired and stopped Tara slumped to the floor panting, and for the moment not paying attention to Dennis.
He smiled at the state Tara was in and used the few moments he had while she recovered to remove his pants and boxers and position himself between her legs.
Tara opened her eyes confused as she felt something hard poking around her mound. She looked at Dennis through blurry eyes. He smiled at her and thrust into her suddenly.
Tara's eyes shot open and she gasped in pain as her virginity was torn away.
Dennis took a moment to work his entire length into her ignoring the cries of pain, then stopped there for a moment.
He tilted his head back and moaned softly "Oh God, your so tight." He said panting "I've never had a virgin before." He moaned again and slowly began to thrust into her.
She whimpered in pain and tried to struggle, but stopped when she realized she was only causing herself more pain.
She sobbed wishing he would stop, but instead he started to thrust faster. After a moment he learned forward and started squeezing her breasts hard causing her to cry out in pain.
Dennis was completely oblivious to this as he thrusts in and out of Tara's pussy. Her walls squeezed and milked him wonderfully. He held off as long as he could, wanting to enjoy the feelings as long as he could.
After several minutes of thrusting Dennis sat upright again . He rested one hand on the counter and with the other started fingering Tara again.
Tara who had been crying with the pain gasped as he played with her clit. The pain of the rape and the pleasure of the fingering mingled with each other, confusing her mind and making it impossible for her to think.
The sensations were enough to bring her to orgasm again, and as her muscles tensed she pushed Dennis over the edge with her.
As she orgasmed, he quickly pulled out and came all over her bare stomach.
Dennis was the first to recover, standing slowly with a satisfied grin on his face, he pulled his clothing back on. He then went to the cupboard and pulled a pair of scissors out of the drawer, using them to cut the tape around Tara's wrists.
Tara sat up slowly still dazed watching Dennis yawn and stretch and head for the door out of the Kitchen.
Just before he passed through it he stopped and turned to look at Tara. "I wouldn't bother telling anyone about this." He said looking at her seriously. "I mean, what's the point no one would believe you anyway."
Tara stared at him for a minute not sure what to say.
"I'm the most popular guy at school. What would I want with you?" He asked callously.
Since he seemed to be waiting for an answer Tara shrugged still in shock and not thinking very clearly.
"Exactly." he said with a patronizing smile "So do yourself a favor and don't say anything. With that he turned and walked out of the kitchen without another word.
Tara stared at the door for a moment then buried her face in the towel that had so recently been her gag and cried.