****** MASSIVE DISCLAIMER: This story is pure fiction and does not promote nor condone any type of real-life rape or non-consensual encounters. This is a fictitious hypothetical fantasy scenario that is not intended to be acted out in real life by anyone or have ANY real-life implications. Any resemblance whatsoever to past, present, or future real-life events is purely coincidental. This story carries no real-life intent or plans or any of that sort. It is a work of pure isolated fiction, and its writer shall assume no responsibility or liability in the unlikely event of any inappropriate actions of any readers. It is hereby expressly declared, that this story is intended solely for private enjoyment within the confines of one’s own imagination. ******
*[Credit: This story was heavily inspired by a piece of work by TheBigLove126, posted* [*here.*](http://www.c-s-s-a.com/?p=6799) *Certain elements and portions are heavily borrowed from that story. He did a great job and it’s an amazing story by itself, but I thought I would build upon it, put my own spin on it and improve on it while taking out the age-play stuff, which wasn’t my cup of tea.*
# Context/Setting the Stage
You and your partner are looking for the next big score. You pick Anna’s home as your burglary target, knowing she’s rich and that she has so many valuables within. You make it inside, and begin exploring, when you and your partner realize that Anna is coming back home early… You and your partner quickly hide in the closet, nervously thinking about what to do now that Anna’s back with you both still in her home. Your heart is beating hard and fast, your heightened fear goes crazy as you realize how private of a setting you’re really in. you’re in Anna Kendrick’s home. An intruder in her closet, violating the sanctity of a celebrity’s home.
You watch from the gap in the closet door, as Anna walks in wearing [this cute little outfit…](https://i.imgur.com/ZCx5T7P.png)
You hear the clip-clopping of her expensive, high-heeled black pumps against the hardwood floor of her luxurious home as she casually strolls into the room.
A fleeting thought crosses through your mind: how Anna is a lot smaller than you thought. And a lot cuter. You’ve seen her in movies, in pictures before, maybe even masturbated to her a few times? But wow, seeing Anna in person really made you pause. And those shapely legs, in those pumps, in that short skimpy black skirt… Nevermind. Focus.
As Anna casually strolls into the room, she throws down her purse and keys on the counter.
She was so tired from the day she had.
You’re sweating, anxious, with thoughts racing through your head. Do you try to make a run for it? Can you still get something out of this? What if you tied her up? Fuck, what should you do?
Out of a fit of panic, you rush out of the closet, and swiftly grab Anna, your hand over her mouth, other arm around her arms and body. Anna’s eyes widen as she’s taken by surprise, her screams muffled by your hand. Your stunned partner watches as Anna struggles within your arms, flailing desperately to free herself from you.
“Dude! Get the fuck over here and help me with this bitch!”
“What the fuck, man! This was not the deal! Let her go!”
“I can’t fucking let her go! We’re fucking in this now! Get her in the fucking room while I figure out what to do!”
Frozen by fear and nerves going crazy, your partner watches as you drag a flailing Anna across the room, into the open bedroom. You throw Anna onto the carpeted floor of the bedroom, as she lands with a dull thud. “Hellllpp! Somebody please help me!!” Anna screams, as soon as her voice is no longer muffled by your hand. You quickly rush over to Anna, mounting her torso for control as you grab her by her throat.
“Shut the fuck up, bitch! No one can hear you anyways out here…”
Anna had chosen a secluded home in the suburbs of LA, hoping to be unbothered by Hollywood sightseeing tours and paparazzi. But unfortunately this also guaranteed that her screams for help would be heard by no one…
Anna looks up at you with her beautiful blue eyes, and pleads with you:
“Let me go, please! I have all my jewelry in the red box over in the other room. There are designer dresses in that closet there that cost thousands… Just take it and go, please. I won’t tell anyone.”
You tell your partner to go grab her valuables, as you keep your firm mount on Anna’s petite body. The adrenaline inside you is making your emotions escalate all over the place. You feel the blood coursing through your veins, as you look down at Anna, staring at you with fear. As you wait for your partner, you can’t help yourself from thinking again how attractive Anna really was in person.
Sure, it’s a fucked up situation, and your nerves are crazy, but man, she’s so amazingly beautiful. You notice how soft her pale smooth skin is, her beautiful long brown hair brushing against the back of your wrist and arm as you pin her down. You notice the enjoyable aroma of Anna’s sweet-smelling, expensive girly perfume. You begin to feel your cock hardening as you realize that living, breathing, and oh-so petite Anna Kendrick is underneath you, that she’s in the flesh, in your grasp, at your mercy.
Your hand moves from her shoulder to her chest, as your mind begins to become clouded with lust. “Wait, no, stop. What are you doing?” Anna pleads with you as she sees the look in your eye, and feels your hand grazing her breast through her bra and flimsy blouse. Anna feels an intense heat radiating through her body as she realizes your awful intentions. You’ve always admired how big Anna’s breasts were for such a petite girl. Your lust and curiosity get the better of you as you rip open Anna’s top, with her buttons flying everywhere, exposing her big pale breasts, now confined only by her tight black bra. You marveled silently, as Anna’s tits seemed to be overflowing slightly out of the cups of her tight bra. Anna tries to move her arm to cover her exposed chest as you grab her dainty limb and throw it back down by her side.
Your partner comes back into the room, bag filled with Anna’s finest jewelry, as he openly exclaims, “Dude, what the fuck? I got the shit let’s fucking go!”
“Dude! Look at how fucking hot she is!” you yell excitedly, feeling your cock now throbbing and bulging in your jeans.
Anna pleads with you, “Please you have all my stuff! Just go! Don’t do this! Pleeease!”
Too late. You begin unbuckling your belt and rip off your jeans, driven by your lust for Anna. Your primal instincts take over your body, wanting nothing more than to push your erect penis into Anna’s girl hole. Anna struggles underneath you trying to slip away as you remove your jeans, but her petite girlish figure is no match for her attacker. You catch her and pin her to the carpet, placing yourself now between Anna’s flailing legs. Somehow during all of this, Anna’s high heeled pumps managed to stay on, a detail you noticed and adding to your heightened arousal. You are overcome by perverted desire at the visual of Anna in her torn-open blouse, short skimpy skirt, and smooth, shapely legs flailing around your torso, her sexy black pumps flailing in the air behind you.
You reach down with one hand, passing underneath Anna’s short skirt, and feel her soft cotton panties underneath. You hastily bypass the crotch of her panties to one side and make way for your throbbing, erect cock, which by now is leaking precum.
You push the sensitive head of your penis against the soft lips of Anna’s cunt, as Anna’ s eyes widen with horror. With one aggressive thrust, you push your lust-filled meat into the warm embrace of Anna’s soft girl hole. You feel the tightness of Anna’s vaginal walls as her unwilling pussy tries desperately to reject her attacker’s penis. Unrelenting, you keep thrusting violently into Anna’s unwilling hole, as she cries in pain and anguish.
“Ohhh noooo… stopp! Fuck you, stopp!! Ungghhh!” Anna cries, as she feels the repeated assault of your entire girth deep within her body. Thrusting into Anna like a rabbit, you rapidly take out your sexual tension and frustration on sweet little Anna’s body. The feel of Anna’s feminine long nails clawing, scratching, and digging defiantly into your back in resistance of your rape of her only fuels your deviant lust for her even more.
You feel Anna’s cunt moistening more and more with each thrust, as Anna’s body begins to betray her. Anna hated that she was being abused by you, and was so angry at her body for enjoying the intercourse. She was furious that her pussy was moistening due to the unwanted pleasure generated from your awful assault. She tried anything to desperately stop her cunt from moistening even more, but to no avail. Anna was so angry at her body’s physiological response to this unwanted intercourse with you.
You squeeze Anna’s pale flesh in your hands, pulling her hips further into you as you feel your balls tightening. Anna begs, “Don’t cum inside me! Please! I’m not on birth control! Pull the fuck out!” But you’re already too close, and you’ve made up your mind.
You look into Anna’s beautiful blue eyes as you push your cock as deep as it will possibly go inside of Anna…. You can feel what feels like a gallon of pent-up human seed rapidly rushing from the base of your volatile erect cock, while the soft, warm feel of Anna’s insides caress your sensitive, ready-to-burst cock.
You feel waves of intense pleasure coursing through your entire body as you spray uncontrollably into Anna’s little womb. Torrents and torrents of your potent reproductive fluid spraying and filling Anna’s insides, fertilizing poor little Anna with her rapist’s unborn children.
Seemingly never-ending ropes of your warm semen shoot out of your body and pour into Anna’s, as slowly the ropes turn into bursts, and bursts turn into squirts, before finally, the last few drops of your reproductive fluid flow out of your tired cock and finish filling Anna’s poor little womb.
Drained of energy and depleted of your entire sperm supply, you lay satisfied and empty collapsing onto Anna, who now lays frozen on the carpet. Your empty flaccid cock slowly finds its way out of Anna’s abused girl hole, now filled with the liquid product of your intense lust for her. Translucent-whitish drops and smears of your spent semen now stain Anna’s little black skirt. Her bedroom carpet now forever stained in the residual spots and drops of her rapist’s cum, marking the spot where you forced yourself on her and savagely took out your lust on her.
Anna is numb, laying motionless on her back in exhaustion and shock, her torn open blouse still partially covering her breasts and askew black bra. Her semen-stained black skirt, slightly hitched up, covers what little remaining modesty Anna has left, with a semen-filled, abused sore pussy underneath that skimpy cum-stained garment.
You reach underneath Anna’s skirt one more time to grab and pull down Anna’s cute pink cotton panties that you didn’t even bother to remove while you hastily raped her. You pull Anna’s pair of panties down her shapely legs, and over her pretty feet – a high-heeled pump remains on Anna’s left foot, while her delicate little right foot lies bare, her other pump having fallen off of it onto the carpet at some point during the course her rape. You peel those pink cotton panties off from her, which are soaked in combination of Anna’s vaginal juices and the overflow of the semen you deposited into her. You bring Anna’s sex fluid soaked undergarment to your satisfied, flaccid penis, and begin to use it to clean the residual sperm and Anna’s juices from your cock.
Your partner in crime, having stood there idly watching in shock, now finds himself in the uncomfortable position of being strangely aroused by what has just taken place in front of him, and the scene that now lies in front of him. He fights off his unwanted arousal at poor Anna’s assault. Everything about this is so wrong, he thought to himself. But alas, deviant lust, just like with you, began to cloud his thinking. He feels his cock hardening as he begins walking over to an already abused, worn out Anna Kendrick. She hears the sound of the second intruder’s belt unbuckling, but she is too tired and out of hope to do anything about it. Your partner removes his jeans, revealing his erect member, hanging over a partially-clothed, freshly fucked Anna. He surveys the scene, the potent, musky smell of your semen in the room, Anna’s frazzled state, the remnants of your seed staining the carpet and Anna’s skirt and thighs.
He was ashamed that this scene was arousing him so much, but he couldn’t help himself. He knelt down between Anna’s legs and gently parted her smooth milky thighs, now sticky from your reproductive fluid. He hikes up Anna’s sperm-stained, flimsy black skirt, which offered no resistance to his impending penetration of its wearer’s used hole.
You had inadvertently done your partner a courtesy, having already removed poor Anna’s panties. With no remaining barrier to Anna’s sweet lust hole, he inserted his erect, throbbing meat into Anna, penetrating her for the second time tonight. He immediately felt the pleasure of Anna’s soft warm cunt, lubricated by the copious amounts of spent semen that you had deposited into her from earlier. Your partner squeezes and gropes Anna’s perfect breasts, still covered by her bra. He aggressively pulls it down, popping Anna’s bare, big soft tits out for the first time. You were so hasty in your earlier taking of Anna that you hadn’t even bothered to fully expose Anna’s beautiful breasts, but now they’re out, and in the firm grip of your partner’s hands. You watch as he puts his mouth to Anna’s big soft breasts, licking and sucking on her perky pink nipples. He kneaded her soft tits with his hands as he passionately sucked on Anna’s nipple, almost as if he were hungry for her milk.
All the while, your partner continues thrusting his cock into Anna’s cum-lubricated cunt, desperately needing to take out his awful, perverted desires on poor little Anna. Anna’s pussy is so worn from your assault that it feels as though he is just fucking a wet, cum-filled, loose cocksleeve. But it was enough to bring your partner’s lust to a climax, the warm, sticky sensation of Anna’s raped hole against his raging cock, the faint smell of Anna’s expensive girly perfume under the strong musk of your semen…
Your partner emulates the final moments of your assault on Anna, thrusting deep inside her and shooting copious amounts of his fresh human seed into Anna’s womb, mixing with the seed that you had left inside of her earlier.
Anna now lays there, her saliva-covered bare breasts hanging out of her bra cup, her cum-stained skirt now hiked up to expose her worn, semen glazed, freshly fertilized girl hole. Anna, now beginning to stir, moves her dainty legs and pushes her knees and sticky thighs together, her hand moving in a half-hearted attempt to push her skirt down to cover what little modesty she had left.
Poor sweet Anna lies there, with her womb filled to the brim with a mix of her two rapists’ unborn children. Anna wasn’t lying to you when she said that she wasn’t on the pill. Now you leave her with the prospect of being bred with her rapists’ children.
As you sit at home, you remember the souvenir you took from her that night still tucked inside your pocket. You bring that pair of Anna’s pink cotton panties out of your pocket, and survey it, seeing it soiled in your liquid lust and the natural lubricants of Anna’s sweet hole. You bring it to your nose and inhale, the aroma instantly reminding you of that fateful night you raped and forcefully inseminated sweet little Anna Kendrick.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/as9g8b/taking_more_than_just_anna_kendricks_jewels_rape