Hi! My name is Cortney. I’m 21 and I love to run, watch awful TV, and be a good girl for my Master and Daddy, Dave. I’ve been with him for almost 2 years, and I’ve really loved it. While I’ve never shared my stories to many people, mostly because of his wishes to keep things relatively private, what happened last night was so special that I begged him to let me share it. I’m not new to writing this kind of stuff – I love to write dirty things and Dave allows me to have fun with writing things online.
My Daddy has been an amazing enabler and controller of my sexuality, and I love to please him and he is very patient with me when it comes to my kinks and my desires. While we engage in pretty rough play where he dominates me frequently, one of my deepest kinks was to engage in a very real rape roleplay. We’ve tried it with the two of us, but it just didn’t feel the same – I recognized his face, his touch, and it just didn’t fulfill that need in me. He had always promised me that he would arrange something one day where he would find someone to take me. He’s never been shy about sharing me with his close friends, and I of course obeyed.
The last time we had talked about that must’ve been months ago. To be honest, I had kind of forgotten about it.
Yesterday was my 21st birthday. I had plans to go out with my friends last night to celebrate, but Dave also had plans for me. He knew about my plans, and told me I could celebrate but also to be ready to go back to his house by midnight. Bonus points if I stayed in whatever I dressed in for the celebration night, he texted.
Of course, my friends don’t know about Dave. Very, very few people in my life do. So when I told them that I had a strict midnight curfew on my sign day, they couldn’t believe it. I felt bad, but, well, I didn’t really. I knew waiting for me with Daddy was going to be a great night. I didn’t know what was coming, though.
I wore a black, tight velvety dress that gave me as much of a curve as I could get. I don’t really have the world’s best body by most standards – I’ve got the typical runner’s body which is to say pretty damn flat all around. I’m often mistaken for a high schooler and it kinda sucks. Luckily Dave loves it, even though he can’t really show me off in the same way if I were to look like a bombshell.
Still, my friends and I had a super fun time while we were out. We went to a bar, got a little tipsy, then went to a nice restaurant. Around 11:30 I got a text from Dave asking where I was. I told him, and he told me to head to a nearby parking lot and he would pick me up. I did so, and he picked me up in his car, as usual.
“Ready for me tonight, Little Rabbit?” he asked. That was his personal pet name for me. He sounded extra forceful tonight. I loved it.
“I’m ready, Daddy,” I said. He started to drive off.
We talked about my night as we drove. He ordered me to take my panties off and touch myself as he drove. At one point, I notice we’re getting on the freeway when we don’t have to and I ask what’s up. Dave tells me he had forgotten my gift at a friend’s house and we were picking it up. We pull up to another house and Dave calls his friend, then tells me to follow him in. I just figure we’re going to have a drink or something. Dave opens the door and walks in, I follow in..
And everything goes black. I feel an arm grab my body and cover my eye. I instinctively scream and another covers my mouth. I’m scared to death, flailing like crazy. And then a voice whispers in my ear:
“Happy Birthday, Little Rabbit.” That was Dave.
“And shut the fuck up, slut.” That was someone else.
I felt my body be picked up. I’m still blind. While I knew at this point what’s going on, not being able to know exactly where Daddy was still scared me. I feel myself being thrown onto a bed and I immediately open my eyes and scan the dark room. I can’t see much of anything, but I see a man and I don’t recognize him. He’s not one of Daddy’s friends.
“Dave?” I call out, actually a bit worried. The man towers over me, straddles my body, and slaps me in the face.
“Who the fuck are you calling?” He says. He leans in and whispers in my ear, “He told me I could fuck you any way I want to. Now shut the fuck up, or I’ll seriously hurt you.” He spat on my face. “Little Rabbit,” he added. Somehow, hearing that calmed me down a bit. But only for a second, as I felt this man’s hands run all over my body.
At this point, I was feeling an uncomfortable, unknown mix of fear and unbelievable sexual desire. I realized this was the dream that I had been searching for a long time. The man clawed at my dress, pulling the straps below my shoulders and exposing my chest. He pinched my nipples hard, still sitting on me, occasionally slapping my face.
“Stop!” I pleaded with him, over and over. His slaps were hard, cruel. I felt tears well up in my face, but my pussy got just as moist.
“Open your fucking legs,” he commanded, holding down my arms but moving his body off of mine. I clamped them shut. He gripped my hair, pulled my face up, and slapped me again, harder than he had ever done. That made me open slightly, enough for him to reach down and pull my dress up over my hips.
“No panties, good slut,” he breathed in my ear. He held my arms down with one hand as he crawled on top of me. I felt a hand shove my thigh up and expose my pussy to his cock which I only now realized was out. Even in the dim moonlight, I could see it was pretty thick. I hardly had time to react before he violently entered me and I couldn’t help but to yell in a mix of pleasure and pain. He lay on top of me and laid his lips on mine to shut me up. He pumped hard, fast, unforgiving, like he was punishing me. I could tell his thick cock was tearing my pussy apart.
Every few pumps, he added more spit on my face and spread it all over. He put his hands on my neck and held me down as he raped me,
In the cruelest of moments, he pulls out right before I orgasm. I don’t know if he felt me or what. As soon as he pulls out, he yanks me by my hair onto my knees, then forward onto his cock.
“Open. Open!” he commands, shoving his cock in my face. I turn away. I know what greets me on the other side – a harsh slap, even harsher yanking of my hair. He pinches my nipple with his nails, which actually draws a legitimate yelp of pain from me. I open my mouth, and let his dirty cock force its way into my tiny mouth. Nothing about him was gentle. He grabs my skull and fucks my face senselessly. I gag at one point, try to pull away, and he just keeps going. I push against his thighs, trying to let go, and he pushes me over and leaves his cock in my throat for one more second before pulling out. I’m gagging and sobbing all over myself, and I must be the biggest mess in the world covered in who knows what.
He flips me back on my back and parts my legs and enters me again. By this point, I can’t protest. His wet cock slips into my pussy and he easily goes in full length into me, and he continues to fiercely fuck me as if to break me in half. I felt myself getting close in to orgasm. He pounds me, grunting, calling me every name under the sun. Slut, whore, fucktoy. As he puts his hands on my neck again, I feel myself cum. My stomach clenches, I arch back and my vision goes blurry as I gasp in orgasm. My pussy clamps down on his cock as I cream on him.
He pulls out as I exhale, and jerks off over my body before I’m showered in cum. My chest gets most of it, and he drops a bit on my face.
We’re both gasping for air, panting, and..
“Get the fuck out of my house,” he commmands.
I’m still in shock, but I just kind of stagger off the bed. I leave my dress just sort of wrapped around my stomach as I step towards the door. I just know that Daddy’s waiting on the other side. Before I open the door, I turn around and whisper a “Thank you” and I think I see the man smile and give me a wink.
Daddy’s waiting for me on the other side.
“Good time, Little Rabbit?” he asks. I nod. He guides my hand over my face and makes me lick his cum off my face. It tastes both wonderful and awful.
He wraps his jacket around me and puts me in the car. I lean on him as I drive.
“How did it feel?”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I say. “That was… everything.” I say with a yawn.
“Now you won’t go to sleep until I cum in your throat, right?” he asks.
“Of course not daddy.” And I swallowed that night like the good Little Rabbit that I am.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8sz5m3/mf_my_daddy_made_my_rape_fantasy_come_true
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That was incredible!