Taking Miranda\'s Innocence

Taking Miranda's Innocence (Mmmmf, teen, nc, rape)

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Story by Dark Avenger. Email comments to darkavenger at tokyo.com. The usual disclaimers apply.

 

 

 

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Part 1

 

As Dan jimmied the window open in the darkness, he reminded himself of why he was doing this. The twenty-one year old was outside a large house in a quiet neighborhood. The well-trimmed hedges along the lawn on the far side of the house gave him and his friends the cover he needed to break into the house unseen.

 

He was breaking into the house to steal back the naked pictures of his sister. His younger sister, Anabelle was sixteen, and they were both very close to each other. A few months back she told him that she was seeing this hot basketball player, who turned out to be from the very same college that Dan was from.

 

Being the protective brother that he was, Dan went to check out this guy whom his kid-sister had been all head over heels from the very first moment she laid eyes on him. It turned out the guy had a reputation on campus as a player, and he tried to tell Anabelle this, but she was too infatuated to listen to her brother.

 

It turned out Dan was right. Ritchie was on the varsity basketball team, tall, muscular and quite good looking - there were no shortage of girls who were interested in him. He knew that too, and he changed girlfriends often. Until he met Anabelle (or so he told her) - a very innocent, young, teenage girl who never really had a boyfriend before. He sweet-talked her, he told her he was tired of his old lifestyle and he just wanted to be true to only one, and that she was his dream girl. Anabelle took in all his bullshit, as she was too smitten with all the attention from an older guy, who was also one of the most coolest and hottest guys around. Ritchie took her virginity one stormy night, and promptly dumped her after that. Anabelle was totally heart-broken and Dan became enraged.

 

But that was not the worst part. Ritchie had apparently taken pictures of Anabelle naked, that night when he took her virginity. The bastard took pictures of the girl sleeping in his bed, with his digital camera without her knowledge. Dan paid off some guys, and found out that Ritchie had been boasting how easy his sister was, and was even charging ten bucks each for the guys on the basketball team to see the naked pictures of the girl he snagged, on his camera. That was the last straw for Dan.

 

Dan was a sturdy and well-built guy himself, but he also knew he was no match for him in a one to one fist fight with Ritchie. Not that he was afraid - Dan was just the type of guy to plan his moves very carefully. He observed Ritchie for a few weeks, plotting the perfect revenge that he was going to unleash on Ritchie’s unsuspecting head that he would regret ever being born. But the revenge was only secondary. Most important was  keeping his already distraught sister from being totally destroyed if she ever found out that guys in her school could pay ten bucks to see her naked pictures. Ritchie was clever; if he had distributed the girl’s digital pictures instead of keeping it on his camera, he wouldn’t be able to make money off it since lots of people would be able to make copies of it..

 

Dan decided to steal Ritchie’s camera. That weekend, Ritchie and his whole family would be away, so it was the prime opportunity for his mission to break into the house and find that camera. Helping him was his pals, Rob, and Tristan. Rob was a geeky sort of guy - timid, but a computer genius. Most people in school called him “The Robman”. Tristan was almost the exact opposite being almost a foot taller than Dan, a bodybuilding aficionado that works out in the gym eight times a week. That’s once a day from Sunday to Friday, and twice on Saturday. Character-wise, he was rash and impatient, but also fiercely loyal to his friends.

 

It was 11.20pm, on his watch. Most folks were asleep in this upper class area, when Dan slowly drove Tristan’s van into the residential neighborhood, with Rob and Tristan in the back. He parked it in a dark, unlit alley about two streets up from where Ritchie’s house was at. Getting their tools out of the van, they walked stealthily along the sidewalk towards their target, avoiding the lamp-posts.

 

They made their final approach to the house, noting the low, white-washed fence that would make it so easy to climb over. Imagine their surprise when someone whispered Tristan’s name. Peering into the darkness, the boys recognized Jasper Tristan’s younger brother, crouching by the hedges.

 

“What in the hell are you doing here??” Tristan whispered angrily.

 

“Hey, don’t get all mad man. I’m just here to help. Can’t expect me to stay at home when such a cool crafty operation is going on, can you?” Jasper replied with a sly grin.

 

Tristan looked at Dan. Dan shook his head, “We didn’t want too many people – only adds the risk that we might get spotted”

 

“Hey Tris just be cool man, I can stakeout the outside to make sure nobody’s coming,” Jasper interjected quickly.

 

“Okay just don’t get weird on us, alright,” said Dan. He had no time to argue. He just wanted to get this over and done with.

 

11.32pm. The three guys Dan, Rob and Tristan broke into the house through the kitchen window. Jasper stayed outside.

 

They thought nobody would be home, but they were wrong.

 

Miranda was Ritchie’s fifteen year old sister. She did not leave that weekend with the rest of the family, like Dan thought. The guys had no idea she would return home very soon.

 

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