You’ve known for a long time that you have a rape fetish. You felt guilty at first, but just the thought of being helpless and used like that is enough to make your clit throb achingly. So, when you found the online rape fetish forum it was a huge relief. There were others out there who felt the same way you did. Even more interestingly, some of the users were setting up rape experiences. Just agree on a place and time, leave your door unlocked at night, and an anonymous rapist would show up to make your darkest fantasies come true.
The voice in your head tried to tell you it was a bad idea, but it wasn’t nearly as demanding as the voice between your legs. Besides, the whole thing seemed pretty safe, like a healthy way of exploring your kink. Lots of women were posting positive experiences, and you could even chat with a few different potential rapists before picking the lucky winner. You knew there were risks, but you were on birth control and felt like as long as you were careful then nothing bad would happen.
It wasn’t long at all before you had submitted your anonymous request. That’s how you met Erik. You knew that wasn’t his real name, but he was pretty popular on the forum. He had several glowing reviews, and had even submitted medical paperwork showing he was clean. It could be fake, but it was something at least. He seemed like your best bet.
You first contacted him two weeks ago. Now, you were laying in bed in a new set of disposable pajamas. The kind that were comfortable, but easy to replace if somehow stained or ripped. It was around 8:00 at night. The sun was just finishing its descent below the horizon. You had showered thoroughly and gone to bed. Your small one bedroom house was locked up thoroughly – except for the back door which was slightly, but noticeably, ajar. A set of cheap wind chimes hung from the door. You’d sent Erik a picture of them earlier to make sure he got the right place, and to possibly let you know when the door opened.
He was supposed to arrive at 8:30. Impatiently, you dipped your hand into your pajama bottoms and played with your pussy. You stopped after only a few short strokes, as you didn’t want to spoil the experience by being dripping wet before it ever started. It wouldn’t take much, as you rubbed your legs together, trying to ignore your already throbbing clit. You tried to distract yourself by messing around on your phone, but only found yourself back on the forum, re-reading old messages and posts.
The red numbers on your clock read 8:30. Everything was quiet. No sign of him yet. You wondered if he had forgotten about you, or stood you up. That would be just your luck. You decided to try to sleep. It would make the experience more realistic anyway.
You had just started to doze off when you heard the unmistakable sound of metal chimes. Suddenly, you were wide awake and your heart was racing. Despite everything, you hadn’t decided what to do when you heard him come in. Did you wait here in bed and pretend to be asleep, or did you confront him? It might be a neighbor checking on you. Or even the wind, or a stray animal, so staying in bed didn’t seem like the best idea. You jumped out of bed and ran to the backdoor, in your pajamas and bare feet.
You made it almost to the back door before you saw him. He was standing just inside, pulling the door closed and locking it. He was tall and muscular with short hair. In the near darkness, you couldn’t see make out much else. He seemed surprised to see you running towards him, and as he turned to face you, you realized he was holding a gun. He yelled at you in a deep voice, quietly but forcefully.
**BITCH, don’t look at me!**
You were frozen, your uncertainty mixing with genuine fear. You stared at the barrel of the gun pointed in your direction. He hadn’t mentioned that. Was it loaded? You couldn’t seem to look away, to move, or even think.
**BITCH, I said don’t look at me!**
You hadn’t realized he was moving closer, and you never saw his hand move. His left hand came across hard, slapping you with enough force to send you sprawling backwards. You started breathing again, trying to catch your breath. You found yourself on your hands and knees on your tile floor. Your face stung painfully and you were blinking away tears. You told yourself over and over that it was all part of the act. You weren’t in any real danger. It was a mantra, on repeat in your mind. He spoke up again, standing over you.
**Is anyone else here?**
Breathing raggedly, you shook your head. He laughed at you, placing his foot against your ass and shoving you flat against the floor.
**Girl, it was a mistake leaving that door open. I figured I’d just check it out, maybe make a little easy money tonight. Turns out, it’s my lucky day. And yours too. Now, you just do as your told and you won’t get hurt too bad.**
You crawled away from him, turning on your back to look at him, but making sure to keep your eyes down. He walked forward to continue standing over you. His jeans seemed to be struggled to conceal a substantial bulge. He leaned over you, grabbing you by the hair and wrapping his fist in your pony tail. He jerked your head back and slid the cold barrel of the gun into your mouth. He slid the barrel back and forth suggestively, then leaned in close to whisper threateningly in your ear.
**You understand what I’m saying, whore?**
Tears were running down your cheeks as you nodded, lips still wrapped around the barrel.
**GOOD! Now come on and show me how good you suck dick.**
He let go of your hair. The barrel was jerked out of your mouth, and you heard a clank as he set it down on a nearby counter. You weren’t able to think at all, struggling to process everything that was happening. You heard his belt being undone, then his jeans hitting the floor. A large dick swung in front of your face. It was probably at least ten inches long, and girthy. You could see the veins along its hard length. You knew what he wanted, but couldn’t bring yourself to move.
Another sudden slap, harder than the first, knocked you backwards. You fell flat on your ass. Your head hit the tile floor, and you could taste blood.
**Lets GO, bitch. Get your whore ass up here and suck my cock or I’m going to come over there and make you, and you won’t like that!**
Hurrying to obey, you scrambled on your hands and knees across the floor, and quickly took him into your mouth. He moaned in satisfaction as you frantically went to work on him. His cock was thick in your mouth, and tasted good. Normally, you enjoyed sucking dick. You had always been eager to please. This was different though, you were sucking cock to survive, and your lips rushed up and down his shaft.
His hand grabbed your hair again, and he slowed your rushed sucking, pushing and pulling in a slow rhythm. You sat helplessly as he used your mouth like a blowjob toy, casually fucking it. You tried to let yourself go, to calm down, but all you could feel was the hardness of his cock violating your mouth. Your tongue tasted every inch of him with each thrust. A voice in the back of your mind urged you to be a good little cock sucker, to service him well.
He gave a harder push, forcing his cock down into your throat. You gagged, unable to breathe, but he didn’t relent. You struggled against him, trying to pry his hands off you, but he was far too strong. Your legs kicked as your vision begin to fade, but he only bucked his hips slightly, keeping your lips pressed up against his crotch with his full length fully inside you. Finally, as you began to lose consciousness, his cock pulled back, leaving you gasp and cough on the floor. You were a sobbing mess, and your saliva was dripping down your chin and across your breasts from the brutal face fucking.
**See now baby, wasn’t that fun? I sure do love that mouth of yours. But we’re just getting started. Why don’t you show me to your bedroom?**
Your breathing was rough and unsteady, you weren’t sure you could walk. His tone was playful and seductive as he lifted you off the floor easily. You felt the gun nudge into your shoulder encouragingly, and you led him through your house. It felt surreal, leading the nameless man through your home. This same scenario had played out in your head dozens of times as you laid in bed, stroking yourself to orgasm. It was all just an act, you reminded yourself again. No different than any of the other kinky shit you did. Doing as instructed, you led him to your bedroom.
You stood in the middle of the room, without turning to face him. You could feel him looking it over. Your normally comforting room seemed alien. The bright and cheerful blanket on your bed felt unfamiliar. You wondered if the sheets were soon going to be stained with cum, or blood, or both. Then, he said a word that made you shiver.
**Strip.**
Your hands were shaking so hard you fumbled with the buttons. It seemed to take forever to undo each one. Then, your pajama top fell to the floor of your bedroom, exposing your breasts. Your bottoms were easier and you pulled them down. You weren’t wearing any panties, and as you bent over you were painfully aware of the view you were giving him of your pussy and ass. You stood there naked, your nipples painfully erect and the air cold on your ass. You felt his eyes on you and heard him exhale deeply.
**Damn. That was nice. Do that again. And I want to see it all. Spread your ass for me and let me see your sweet little ass hole.**
A few tears dripped to the floor as you complied. Spreading your legs a bit, you bent over again, as far as you could go. Struggling for balance, you reached back and held your ass open so that he could see all of you. It sent shame and humiliation coursing through you. You’d had anal sex once or twice before, but not like this. You’d never been forced to expose yourself, to have someone looking over your body like this in such detail. He took in the view for a long minute before continuing.
**You look like a kinky slut. Got any toys in here?**
Without standing up, you pointed over to the chest in the corner of the room. As he walked over to it, you tried to do a mental inventory of what was in there. He opened it and laughed. You heard him rummaging inside, removing several things before coming back to you. You were surprised and off balance when he grabbed you, lifting you and tossing you onto the bed. He slapped something against his palm. To your chagrin, it was the largest dildo you owned. Realistic and veiny, it had been expensive. You’d never actually gotten around to using it, as it was simply too big for comfort.
He swung the dildo down, striking you hard between your legs. The material was too soft to do any actual damage, but the shock sent waves of pain and pleasure pulsing from your clit. He then rolled the desk chair away from your computer and sat down in it, facing you and slowly stroking his cock.
**Go on then. Do it. Look at me. Put on a show for me and show me how you like to fuck.**
It seemed hopeless, but you leaned back and opened your legs wide for him. The toy pressed up against the entrance to your vagina, but you couldn’t fit it inside. You pushed, struggled, and adjusted, but it wasn’t working. It was simply too big, and you weren’t aroused enough to take the sizable toy. His stroking stopped, and you could feel his anger. You tried harder to insert the toy, but couldn’t get it in.
**A’right then, looks like you need a little help. I told you what was gonna happen if you didn’t do what I said.**
He had a bottle of lube in his fist as he stomped over the bed. You squeezed your legs tight and tried to crawl away, but he grabbed your ankle and pulled you back over to him, leaving you hanging over the edge of the bed. The tips of your toes could barely reach the floor, and your ass was up in the air.
Cold streams of lube poured down across your ass, coating it and running down into your pussy. You gasped as his hands began to roughly rub it into your body. You squirmed as his hands ran over your asshole, but he mostly seemed interested in lubricating your vagina. His hand grabbed you roughly by the back of the throat, pressing your face down into the bed as several fingers pushed into your pussy. The fingers pushed and groped, pistoning in and out of you as they coated you in lubricant.
For the first time, you found yourself genuinely aroused, unable to deny the pleasure of your cunt being roughly handled. Then, extreme pressure as the large dildo was painfully forced up into your vagina. The head stretched your lips apart as it was shoved inside you hard, and inch after inch of you filled up your pussy. You gasped and struggled against it, but only succeeded in working yourself on it harder. He gripped the toy at the base of the shaft and begin to fuck you with it. You found yourself moaning uncontrollably as he raped you with the toy.
A final shove pushed the toy firmly all the way in. Then a hard push, as he went back to sitting in his chair and stroking expectantly. You didn’t waste any time and were ready to be a good girl. You laid back on the bed with your legs high in the air. Grabbing the toy by the balls, you began to fuck yourself with it. It was exciting, laying there, lost in the beginnings of ecstasy. It felt shameful, fucking yourself so hard for his pleasure. He could see every detail of your body, could look into your eyes while you masturbated, and see the wetness of your arousal dripping down the dildo. You found release in the exposure, allowing him to take in your body, see your most intimate moments. It made you burn with need, and the idea of orgasming while he watched and stroked for you filled you with desire.
It felt like another of your fantasies. Something out of your darkest, secret desires. A stranger was watching you pleasure yourself, while he was stroking his cock. You knew that it was very possible he was going to rape you soon. You heard the slick noises of the toy in your cunt and could imagine what it looked like from his angle. The toy was too big for your vagina, and it had you gaping wide. There wasn’t any space at all left to fill. You could hear the rapid soft sounds of him stroking his cock to your show and it turned you on immensely. The dildo was slick and covered with lube and your own eager wetness.
Thinking only of pleasing him and putting on a good show, you changed positions. Sitting up, you turned around so that the toy was beneath you and your ass was pointed directly at him. You lowered down on its length, taking it back into your pussy, allowing him to watch you slowly slide down until it was fully within you. On your hands and knees you rode on the toy. It was so big that you had to ride slowly, forcing your body to take it all the way in, then slowly raising up until only the cock head was still inside you. It was still difficult, and you had to use your body weight to force the toy all the way inside. He moaned with excitement as you fucked yourself for him.
**Ah yeah. That’s good. You ride on that big cock. I love watching it stretch your cunt. Bounce up and down on it like a good whore.**
Suddenly, the toy was pulled away, leaving you achingly empty and off balance. Then his weight was on the bed behind you. He pulled your feet out from under you, leaving you on your hands and knees. His cock thrust forward without any warning, driving into you. His phallus was about the same size as the toy, but so much harder and hotter. You let out a long scream of pleasure, feeling it slide into you. His hands pushed you down into the bed and you couldn’t move at all.
This was it, you realized. You were being raped. No matter how hard you fought, you couldn’t move an inch and couldn’t close your legs. He took a moment to savor the wetness of your unwilling pussy on his cock, then began to properly fuck you. He paced himself, pumping into you with a slow, relaxed rhythm. Even still, your pussy was well abused by this point and throbbing for more. You realized the entire experience had you absolutely dripping wet. You were being raped, with a stranger’s cock pounding into your helpless cunt. He would probably orgasm soon, filling with you cum. The thought had your clit begging to be touched, burning and throbbing. You desperately wanted him to rape you until you came on his cock.
His hand reached down under your arched back to your chest. He found your nipple and pinched it hard. It was much too rough, and you cried out in pain, even as you felt the waves of pleasure his cock was sending pulsing into your body. He rolled and squeezed your breast, toying with it painfully, before reaching down to your wet pussy. His fingers rubbed against your clit, and you shook with ecstasy. You tried to grind your clit against his fingers, but they were gone before you could reach orgasm. Instead, he brought them up to your mouth, pushing them past your lips.
You knew what he wanted and would do anything to serve him. Your lips sucked on the fingers in your mouth, tasting the strawberry lube along with the sweetness of your own body. It wasn’t something you were normally into, finding it a bit gross. However, here and now, you were nothing more than a fuck toy, and you greedily licked his fingers clean, savoring the submission and the shame of the act. You found yourself teasing him, licking your tongue across his fingers in the same way you had licked at the head of his cock. It was all too much for you, and you could feel yourself nearing orgasm. You heard him speaking behind you, as he pounded into you.
**You like getting fucked like that don’t you? You dirty little whore, you can’t wait to come all over my cock. You want to come, don’t you?**
You nodded as best you could, said yes, then screamed yes. It was becoming unbearable, the heat between your legs was driving away any conscious thought other than the screaming need. You were desperate to reach between your legs and rub your clit until you could find release.
He wasn’t going to allow it, though. His cock slid abruptly out of your cunt, and you cried, begging for him not to stop. Instead, he reached down and pulled you up to him, folding your body up so that your ass was high in the air, just as you had been earlier, bent at the waist with your ass exposed. There was an explosion of pain as his hand struck your ass cheek, sending droplets of wetness running down your legs. The second strike, you cried out. The third time left a bright red bruise on your ass, and your legs would have buckled if he hadn’t been holding you up.
The pain and searing heat only made you more desperate. Desperate to obey, to get fucked and used. You tried to arch your back to expose yourself more fully, to grind up against him. To your surprise, he ignored your pussy. His rough hands grabbed your ass and spread you apart, exposing your hole. You struggled against him, but were completely helpless as his tongue came in and licked up and across your asshole. He seemed to delight in your shame as you tried to escape him.
You’d never done anything like this before, and the idea of someone touching or LICKING your asshole made you want to curl up into a ball and cry. That only made him do it harder. As you were held there helpless with his tongue licking up and down your asshole, you found that familiar release and let yourself go. You reminded yourself that you were in your bed, that you were being raped, and that he was going to take whatever he wanted and there was nothing you could do but give it to him. You found your footing on the bed and obediently held your ass open while he tongue fucked it, the hard wetness slipping inside you. You reveled in the submission, and it sent more of your wetness dripping down your legs.
Finally satisfied, he grabbed your hair again and shoved you face down into the pillow. He wasn’t playing anymore. He raised your ass up into position and lined up his cock with your hole. On the few occasions you had tried anal before, you were used to going slow. Lots of lubrication, plenty of warm up and easing it in. His cock drove in mercilessly, with none of that. You bit down on the pillow, screaming through your teeth, as his cock head spread your anus wide open and thrust into your body.
There was no foreplay here. He was ready to cum, and he was going to use your tight asshole. The weight and pressure was immense as his length pushed into you. He went all the way inside in one long thrust without stopping. You could feel his body pressed against you, his balls rubbing against your pussy. His full length was deep in your ass and you could feel him ready to burst.
You screamed louder as he raped your asshole. Bucking against you, you could feel him throbbing as he worked in and out of you. Your body stretching and straining with each thrust. As he rubbed against your clit, you realized your hands were free and desperately reached back to stroke yourself. Despite the pain of your abused asshole, you were ready to orgasm almost immediately. You let yourself go, and began to scream as you reached the edge of climax, begging for more.
Face down with your head buried in a pillow and your asshole being forcefully raped, you screamed for him to fuck you. You screamed for him to fuck your asshole, to fuck you like a whore and fill you with cum. You screamed for him to hurt you, to RAPE you. You screamed, begged, and pleaded as your fingers worked your clit, and you came as he fucked you. Your body convulsed in the most extreme pleasure you had ever felt. Your pussy squeezed and sent a spray of hot wetness soaking into the sheet.
As you moaned under him, your ass clamped down around his cock, milking the cum out of him. You could hear him moaning along with you and soon the pressure in your ass was replaced by an intense heat as he flooded you with semen. He thrust and pumped, you could feel every inch of him throbbing as he emptied his balls into your ass. He pushed into you and held himself there as the final drops spurted up into you, and you savored the hard fullness of him. You pressed your hole up against him, wanting to take every single drop.
Finally, he pulled out in a single long motion, his cock popping out of your well used asshole. Streams of cum ran from your ass, down to your pussy where it mixed with your own wetness. You lay there in a hot mess of fluids as you heard him stomp away. Your jaw hurt. Your ass and pussy both burned and ached with pain. As you dozed off, face-down and leaking cum, you realized you were thoroughly and wonderfully satisfied.
You awoke a few hours later, cold and naked. The back door was still open, so you closed it and locked it this time. You were sore, but still tingling with sensation and pleasure. Remembering the experience made your clit throb, and you knew you would be getting off at least once more tonight. The thought of masturbating with his cum still inside you made you shiver with dark pleasure.
Before that, though, you decided to do a follow up post on the rape forum. You wanted to make sure to get all the details down while they were still fresh in your memory – and in your ass. How kinky it would be, to write a post about it while you were still dripping! You needed to thank Erik too, for his wonderful performance. You would certainly recommend him to others. Maybe even ask for another “meeting”.
To your surprise, you had a message waiting for you when you logged on. It was from Erik. The message had a sent time of 8:45. He apologized for standing you up tonight. He had made it halfway there when his car had broken down. He was out of cell service, so he had been forced to walk to a gas station. He hoped you hadn’t been waiting up all night, and he would be happy to reschedule for later in the week if you were still interested.
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