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Part one of Justice Served! Rachel lived alone in a remote farm house. She loved the country and the solitude. Every afternoon she would go for a long run. Rachel did not know a man from town had been watching her and knew her routine well. He set up a spot in the woods on her running trail. Rachel returned from her run and began to stretch, she did not hear the man approaching her. He snatched her off her feet covering her mouth and overpowering Rachel until she blacked out and fell XXXX. He threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the remote place. He taped her wrists and around her head. The man tore at her jogging clothes. Rachel slowly came out of it. She felt her injuries and was disoriented. When her vision cleared she saw a man on top of her with a black mask. She felt her legs being XXXX open and his cock in her. Rachel's eyes were wide open with XXXX. She was being attacked! She fought back, bucking and kicking the man. He slapped her in the face. Rachel clawed at him but he grabbed her wrists and held her arms down. He continued the brutal attack, tossing her around like a rag doll, fucking her in every position he could. Each time Rachel tried to fight him off. She screamed through the tape as loud as she could. No one lived out there and would not hear her. During the attack the mask was torn off. Rachel knew this man! He came hard in her and then he strangled Rachel. She gasped for air and grabbed his hands pulling them. Rachel knew she had better fake her XXXX and she did. She went XXXX leaving her eyes wide open. He thought she was dead and left her there. Rachel passed out from the attack. She awoke several hours later and ran home a mess. She reported it to the police, going to the hospital and everything. Months went by and no conviction. Detectives had collected the evidence incorrectly and Rachel was a prisoner in her own home. He was still out there. Rachel phoned the detective trying to prosecute and he had grim news. She hung up desperate for her life back, deciding to take matters into her own hands.