Some weeks had passed since I had raped and humiliated my last victim, the longhaired brunette with large breasts, in my basement. I had passed her on to my connections the very next day. Furthermore, I had disposed of the taxi vehicle that day as well, on a piece of waste ground some 50 miles away from my house, because knew it would only be a matter of time before the girl's disappearance would be linked to the vehicle, especially as the last person to see her was the girl I had dropped off in Chistleham before I'd made the abduction.

News reports on the radio and telly several days after the abduction were suggesting that there was a link between the disappearance of the two girls (they were right there!) and, sure enough, Police wanted to question the Taxi driver from the night the girl was last seen. Furthermore, Police had put up warnings for university girls in the resort where I had been stalking my victims to be careful. Therefore, I decided to a town further up the coast called Middillington, which was stacked with bars and discos for the youth of the town. In fact, the night life was so good there that it also attracted club goers from surrounding areas.

However, before finding my next rape victim, I wanted to add some extra furnishings to my basement, as I was getting bored of shagging girls over the table and wanted to add some 'spice' to the humiliation and degradation of my victims.

I bought what they call a 'fucking machine' from a Dutch catalogue. The machine was basically an electric motor and linkage mounted on height adjustable tubular framing. When switched on, it moved a long metal rod mounted in a tubular sleeve backwards and forwards at adjustable lengths. It came with a set of ejaculating dildos of all shapes and sizes that could be mounted on the end. I also fixed up some restraints in front of the machine to restrain a victim. I also picked myself up some spreader bars and a trestle amongst other things.

I picked up a cheap second hand saloon vehicle from the auction and then spent several evenings in and around Middllington, getting to know the local bars and clubs. I noticed that a lot of potential 'victims' made their way home from the pubs and clubs in two's unless there were fellow's in tow!

With my research complete, I went down to my lock-up garage several miles from the house and drove the car down to Middllngton in search of my next victim. It had been several weeks since the last one and it winter had now turned into spring and the weather was a bit milder. My cock had missed those tight pussies, mouths and arseholes it had experienced, so, tonight was to be the night.

I arrived in Middlington town centre at about 11.00pm. The pubs were about to close and all those not going onto nightclubs would be on their way home. I parked the car and followed a long blonde girl and her dark haired friend by foot. My aim was to follow for half a mile or so to see if they split up. If so, I would run back for the car and see if I could catch up with one. I quite fancied the blonde. She was wearing a leather coat and thigh high boots and looked about 18. With the boots on she was about 5ft 8 inches tall.

I trailed some distance behind and watched them give each other a peck on the cheek as they went their separate ways. I couldn't believe it. Things seemed to be going to plan so far.

I saw which direction the blonde went in before I dashed back for the car. She was walking out of the centre of town so at least it there would be less people about.

As I drove up behind the girl I noticed that she was trying to hitch a lift from passing motor vehicles.

"Silly bitch" I said, "If only she knew what was coming" as I stopped the car.

"Jump in" I said opening the front passengers door

"Thanks" The blonde girl got into the car. As she swung her legs into the foot well her leather coat rode up her legs revealing that she was wearing a skirt or a dress of a length that did not come down to her knees. My cock began to harden.

"Where are you heading?" I asked

"Townsend Road, are you passing that way?"

"Sure, it's about a couple of miles ahead isn't it? " I said

"Yes" She smelt of alcohol and there was a musky smell of cigarettes and cheap cologne.

"You haven't got any cigarettes have you" She asked.

"Sure" I said "they are in the boot" Let me just pull off into this lay-by and I will get you one"

I pulled off the road into what appeared to be a gravel track where it was a bit darker and deserted. The girl did not appear suspicious. She just wanted a smoke!

I opened the car door and went round to the boot of the car and opened it. I then went round to the passenger's door.

"Here you are" I said and belted her lightly in the face to startle her and then pushed her head against the dashboard. The girl whimpered and groaned and whilst she was confused I cuffed her wrists together behind her back. A flash of my combat knife in front of her face was enough to convince her to open her mouth to accept the bull gag.

With the gag secure, I made sure there was no one about before I pulled the girl out of the car and walked her to the rear of the car and pushed her into the boat. The girl was moaning through her gag as I closed the lid. I then started on the journey home with my cock aching with desire.

An hour and a half later, I arrived back at the house and parked up in the garage and closed the door behind me. It was now about 1.30am and I could not wait to get started on my victim.

I had forgotten to blindfold the girl before I had placed her in the boot so I went to get my leatherhead mask before letting the girl out. I prefer to remain 'anonymous' just in case something goes wrong and the victim gets free. Admittedly, phyrensic evidence could convict me in a court of law, if I was to be caught, but at least a mask would help prevent a positive ID.

I opened the boot of the car. The girl was lying on her side. She winced as her eyes strained to get accustomed to the bright light. I helped her out of the car. She was breathing heavily and had been crying and her black eye shadow and mascara had run down her face. There was also a bit of blood around her nose from when I had striked her earlier. Other than that, she was an attractive thin blond who reminded me a bit of the model Rachel Hunter. To be honest I have never fancied Rods ex-wife or had any desire for her, as fit as she is. It just happened that the girl I had picked up looked a bit like her!

The girl had a chest on her, possibly not the biggest of my victims, but there was certainly a bulging chest under that leather coat of hers. There was a look of fear on her face when she noticed I was wearing a full head mask.

She turned away from me when I tried to wipe away the blood and clean her face up with a tissue whilst she was leaning against the car. Seems daft really. There I am about to fuck her any way I like without her consent and yet I am feeling sorry about punching the bitch in the nose!