This story starts in a jail but ends (somewere else). Like outside a jail.
"Look who droped the soap." one of the jail mates screamed.
one of them ran over and shoved their dick up his ass. ass raped in prison for like the hundrenth time. kenny smith, soon to be snuggle bear, was put in jail for the raping of twenty women.
"I hope you get ass raped every day in jail you basterd!" many of them said to him he never wore a mask just face paint. red contacts, black around the eye lids, a scar or two on each cheak, red lipstick, white for the rest of his face. when he raped his makeup ran just in streaks, so you could see most of his face. one time he fuck one of the women so hard one of his contacts fell out. he fuck every hole on there bodys mouth, ass, vage, etc. sometimes he tied them up to hand cuffs on the bed, they were fuzzie pink's they were real but lined with velvet, then he tore off there clothing. any race would do, anyone that looked as if they lived alone. he stalked them for months, some only for days, before he would strike he would go to a party store, or an torcher shop. he carryed a backpack on the day he planed to do it he put every thing on in the car, makeup, paint, contacts. he always wore an icp jacket, the kind where you hide you face with the hood. he would walk behind them at a safe distance, he waited for them to unlock the door then ran up to them pushed them tough the door and dragged them to a bed and tied them up and went back to the door and locked it. then he took of the jacket [wearing nothing under it], then took off his pants and underware, he was muscler but not huge. his dick was ten inches, he would put a pick comdom on and ponce on the bed, and start rippong off their clothing. they would scream and kick, he didn't care he liked it rough. they would scream,
"you are going to pay for this, dearly." or something of the sort, he would slap them and might shouve his underware in there mouth, and he would say, "like the taste? whore." he would fuck them hard he might even start swaeting thats when the paint starts running. he might rub his eye a contact would fall out. she would she his face. he had a strong chin, bright hazel eyes jet black hair[put in a small spick all around his head].