Rape Cake

One of the perks of being a member of a celebrity’s fan club is that you never know when you might get the opportunity to meet them that others never get.

One such opportunity was afforded to me when I was one of the lucky fans randomly selected to attend Cassadee’s 26th birthday party that was being held in her very own house, and while it might sound strange that she would throw a party for herself in her own house, Cassadee looked at more of a way to be with some of her fans on her special day than anything to celebrate her, which really made it all the more convenient for what I had planned to do to her there.

I, like many of her male fans, wanted to be with her sexually, and I had in fact met her at several concerts in the few years she had gone country and flirted with her every time we met.

Add that to the fact that she was usually on stage in either a short skirt to show off as much of her sexy long legs as possible or a tight pair of blue jeans to show off her tight ass, and I figured that it was about time someone taught her a lesson about her cock teasing ways.

And that someone was going to be me.

As a member of the guest list, I was sent constant e-mail updates about her party and how it was coming along, and that included letting all of us know that the only cake that was going be there was one for her fans to enjoy, since she didn’t want anything about the party to be about her.

And that’s where I came in, since my lust for her was at an all-time high and I knew just how I wanted to spend her birthday, and that was inside of her.

I knew a guy who deals in the illicit distribution of drugs, but who also happened to run a bakery as his “legitimate” business to keep the feds off his ass, and it was for that reason that when I ran my idea past him to bake drugs into a separate cake I was going to present to Cassadee, that he wanted no part of it.

“Look, I’m not paying you to back out on me. Just crush up some of those pills we talked about over the phone and bake them in the cake,” I told the guy, growing more agitated by the minute that my plan was close to going up in smoke.

I was finally able to convince him to do as I paid for, and so three Lorazepam pills were crushed up and baked inside of the chocolate cake that I had ordered to present to Cassadee at the party.

Lorazepam, when used properly, is supposed to be used as an anti-anxiety medication, as well as one that helps you sleep.

When used for the purposes I was going to use it for, though, it was going to be used to put Cassadee to sleep so I could have my way with her all night long, or at least that’s what I was hoping.

I was one of the last to arrive at the party, so when I showed up at the door with the cake, her people thought nothing of it, since they had told Cassadee ahead of time that someone was probably going to bring one to her, and I lied to the person at the door and told her that I had brought the cake that her fan club had ordered for her.

As the night got longer and Cassadee began introducing herself to everyone at the party, she eventually made her way around to me and thanked me for bringing the cake and that she wanted me to be front and center when she cut it and started eating it later.

“The cake might taste a little funny. But it’s probably because of all the different stuff they used in the icing,” I told her as she looked it over, smiling at the “Happy Birthday Cassadee” that was written into the white icing in red, and the balloons that adorned the top of it.

“You’re one of my most loyal fans that I have, so thank you for this birthday cake,” she whispered to me, pulling me aside and giving me a little smile as she poured herself a shot of whiskey and cut her first piece of cake, going around to talk to all the other guests as I stared at her tight ass in the tight blue jeans she was wearing to go with her loose-fitting grey sweatshirt.

“It does taste a little weird, though. But it’s probably just all the alcohol I’ve been drinking,” I heard tell one of her fan club employees, noticing that she was beginning to look a little unsteady on her feet already.

“I’m gonna go sit down over there. I don’t feel so good. I guess birthday cake and hard liquor don’t mix,” I heard Cassadee tell one of her friends before wobbling over to her kitchen table and sitting down, the effects of the drug cake already taking their toll on her thanks to the alcohol she was mixing with it.

A few minutes later, after passing the time talking to some of her friends and other fans, I happened to glance over and see her slumped over the kitchen table, with half the cake gone and a plastic cup full of whiskey next to her.

“Jackpot,” I said to myself as I walked over to her and picked up her head, seeing her eyes closed as she dropped her head back onto the table.

“Can I have everyone’s attention for a second? We’re calling an end to this party because it appears as though Cass has been having a little too much fun tonight. I’m sure she thanks all of you for coming and wishing her a happy birthday,” her fan club president said as they began to usher people out of her house, losing sight of me when I ducked into a closet down the hall, hearing Cassadee’s boyfriend carry her to her bedroom and tell her he would call her to check on her in the morning.

“I don’t know what’s going on…stay with me Rian…” she moaned, her eyes rolling back into her head as she fell back into a drug-addled slumber.

“You know I love you babe. But I don’t like seeing you like this either,” he told her as he headed for the door, unaware that Cassadee wasn’t alone, or that I would be enjoying her pussy for the rest of the night just as soon as he left the premises.

“Sleep tight Cass. I’ll be on top of you finally enjoying this tight pussy of yours while you do,” I hissed in her ear as I pounced on her, stepping out of my clothes and pulling her out of hers as she lied there motionless on her bed.

“UUUNNNGGGGHHHH,” she moaned as I unhooked her bra, pulled her panties down, and climbed on top of her, running my dick along her smooth cunt lips, sliding into her and starting to rape her as drool started running down her chin from the corners of her mouth.

“I really don’t care if you remember this or not Cassadee. I’m going to make you pay for all those short skirts you wear and all the flirting you do with me and your other male fans,” I told her as I thrust in and out of her, her walls having a mind of their own and starting to cling to my dick as I cut a path through her pussy, her mouth slightly open as she threw her head back and moaned softy, the drugs coursing through her system having put her in a state of sleepiness she wouldn’t be coming out of any time soon.

“So tight. I'm gonna enjoy fucking this pussy all night long,” I taunted her lifeless form as she mumbled incoherently, her eyes opening but remaining glassed over as I drove myself in and out of her.

“MMM,” she moaned, drooling a little more as I grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled them into mine, feeling her pussy tighten around mine even more as I buried myself balls-deep inside of her.

“Cum for me Cass. Cum for me like the drugged-up little cock tease you are,” I hissed in her ear as I threw her legs on my shoulders and picked up the speed of my thrusts into her, her walls pulling and squeezing on my dick as she shot a load of her cunt cream onto my dick.

“Cumming,” I sneered in her ear as I pulled her lifeless body into mine and came deep into her pussy, thick, sticky streams of my cum filling up her womb as I held myself within her, dumping the first of what I planned to be many full loads inside of her before pulling out of her.

“UUNNNGGGGHHH,” she moaned in her semiconscious state, her eyes open but her mind unable to process anything that was happening to her as I slid into her and started having my way with her again.

“UH,” she softly mumbled as her eyes shut again, her head snapping back as I began to roughly pound her pussy, placing her legs back on my shoulders as I sucked on her tits and kissed her on the lips.

“I hope you’re stupid enough to not be on the pill, because I’d like nothing more than to give you a baby for your birthday Cassadee,” I hissed in her ear as I sucked on her tits, biting down on her nipples every now and then to test how out of it she really was as I thrust in and out of her for the second time.

“Yeah, that’s right. Cum for me,” I taunted her as she threw her head back and came for me her eyes rolling back into her head as her breathing got more and more ragged, from a combination of the effects of the drugs in her system and the way I was fucking her.

“Stay with me bitch! I can’t do all the things I want to do to you if you die on me!” I snapped at her as she mumbled incoherently again, her cunt muscles clamping down on my dick as she spewed her liquid gold all over my cock.

“It feels so good cumming in this tight little drugged-up cunt of yours,” I hissed as I grabbed a hold of her hips and came inside her again, flooding her womb with a fresh load of my virulent baby batter as she threw her head back and fell back into a deep sleep.

“That’s it Cassadee. Sleep it off. Let’s go have some more rape cake. Just the two of us this time,” I told her as I picked her up off the bed and placed her over my shoulder, carrying her lifeless body back to her kitchen and sitting her on the countertop.

“I have always wanted to fuck a girl in this position,” I told myself as I cut a little corner of the cake, forced into her mouth and down her throat by tilting her head, and spread her legs and lined my dick up with her pussy again.

“UUUUHHHHH,” she moaned as I forced her head back and jammed some more of the cake down her throat, wrapping my arms around her and starting to push her onto my dick as I slid into her again.

“Some people promise you a birthday you’ll never forget. I’ll promise you one you’ll never remember,” I taunted her as I thrust in and out of her, her eyes rolling all the way back in her head as she struggled to breathe again.

"Breathe Cassadee. I’m not through with you yet,” I taunted her as her breathing got shallower and shallower every time I fed her some more of the rape cake, pushing her down onto the countertop and continuing to fuck her as I bottomed out inside of her again.

“MMMPPPPPHHHH,” she softly moaned as I felt her cunt clamping down on my dick again, her walls putting it in a vise grip as she shot another load of her creamy juices all over it.

“Have some more of my creamy filling Cassadee,” I sneered as I lurched forward and came into her again, her eyes glassing over again as I began to fill her with a third load of my thick, sticky cum.

“Eat the cake bitch. I worked really hard to make it just right for you,” I hissed as I picked up her limp body and bent her over the kitchen sink, forcing more of the cake down her throat as I reached around and played with her tits.

“That ought to leave you disoriented enough for me to finish with you,” I told her as I forced another bite of cake down her throat, seeing her lips starting to turn blue as I slid into her pussy one last time from behind and started raping her again.

“UNGH,” she softly moaned as she struggled to even get a single breath out, her body on the verge of completely shutting down as I had my way with her most intimate area one last time.

“It really is a shame this pussy won’t ever be yours or your boyfriend's ever again. Because I own it now,” I taunted her as I drove in and out of her, her walls starting to wrap up tightly around my dick once more.

“UH,” she moaned softly, her limp body collapsing into mine as she was rocked by another orgasm, shooting more of her cum out over my dick.

“I think I just felt your heart stop,” I taunted her as I hammered away inside of her, her breathing getting alarmingly shallow by that point as I held myself balls-deep inside of her and started to cum in her again.

“This is my pussy now Cassadee,” I hissed in her ear again as I spilled my seed deep into her womb, her vaginal muscles still managing to contract around my dick despite the way they had been ripped and torn by the rough way I had been raping her all night, and finally allowing me to pull out of her after I deposited another healthy load into her.

“You’re clearly in need of some medical attention Cassadee. But that’s just going to have to wait, since I haven’t had any of your luscious ass for myself yet,” I sneered as I slapped her ass cheeks and ran my dick along them, her breathing still labored as I slid into her backdoor and started raping her ass.

“SHIT. So fucking tight. I didn’t think anything could be tighter than your pussy was, but I guess I was wrong,” I whispered as she hung limply in front of me, being held up only by my hands on her hips as I plowed into her ass.

“I’m just gonna have to cum in this ass a few times too,” I told her as she started to cum for me again, a thin line of her cum running down her legs as she threw her head back and moaned incoherently again.

“FUCK. Feels so good cumming in this ass Cass,” I hissed as I plowed deep into her bowels and held myself there, emptying a full load of my seed into her anal cavity as she continued to sleep away in her drug-induced state, my dick starting to thrust into her ass one more time after I had deposited all of my cum into her.

“Stay with me a little longer and no one will know a thing,” I whispered to her as she started to black out completely again, snapping her head back as I worked my dick in and out of her ass for a second time.

“So tight. I bet this ass doesn’t get fucked nearly as much as it should,” I taunted her as I grabbed her hips and started thrusting wildly inside of her, audibly hearing her anal walls ripping and tearing from the force I was fucking her with as I shot another load of cum deep into her bowels and pulled out of her.

“Let’s get these clothes back on you,” I said to her as I placed her in the chair she had been sitting in when she originally passed out from the drugs, carefully putting her clothes back on her and making them as neat as possible before cleaning up her kitchen, leaving everything like it was when she first passed out and dumping the leftover cake in the garbage disposal to remove any clues of what might have happened to her.

“I had a great time Cass. But I’m afraid I must be going now. And as for your boyfriend. Well, since he didn’t want to protect you in the state you are in, I guess he’ll just have to deal with the aftermath himself,” I told her as mumbled under her breath again before falling into a deep sleep while I escaped out her front door, leaving her to sleep it off blissfully unaware of what I had done to her while she was out.

At least until about a month later when word leaked out that she was pregnant and that her boyfriend wasn’t the father, which left her to try and explain to everyone what happened to her the night of the party, and to her boyfriend leaving her since he thought she had willingly cheated on him by inviting some other guy over once she slept off what he thought was just a hangover.

“Hope you learned your lesson bitch,” I said to the TV as I sat at my dining room table and ate the same kind of cake that had ruined her life, chuckling to myself as I thought about how I had my way with her that night and put a baby inside of her, and wondering if she would ever figure any of that out.