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Trigger Warning: Rape Fantasy
This is a story about a nonconsensual roleplay carried out between my boyfriend and I. We have agreed upon a safeword (and a safe signal just in case), and ground rules before doing it.
Also, real rape is horrible and should never be glorified.
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I’m a girl in her early twenties, have a fantastic man in my life who’s slightly older than myself. We’ve been dating for nearly two years, and one day we decided to try out a long time fantasy of mine.
If you need a mental image – I’m a 5’5” blonde with green eyes, shoulder-length ponytail, thin and petite, used to dance ballet (Royal Academy of Dance) semi-seriously.
English is not my first language, and I’m always happy to receive any critique.
Now on to the story.
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Darkness enveloped me. I could feel the silky texture of the blindfold pressed against my eyes, encasing me in a world of pitch blackness. I tried to scream for help, but only a muffled cry escaped my gagged lips.
No one can hear my scream, I’m alone.
My heart hammered against my ribcage as I realised that my arms were tightly bound together at the wrist with a cable tie behind my back, I could feel the sharp edge of the plastic tie digging into my tender flesh, getting them off was out of the question, especially while blindfolded.
Someone, anyone, please… help me. I screamed for help as I bucked and flailed like a fish on land, and as helpless as one too.
The window’s open.
An icy winter draft sent shivers and goosebumps down my spine, it blew effortlessly through me as I thrashed wildly on the cold wooden floor unhindered. That’s when I realised that I have been stripped completely naked. Naked, blindfolded, bound, and utterly defenceless.
My futile struggle continued by twisting my arms and legs, trying my hardest to break the cable tie off my wrists, but to no avail. A primal sense of dread began to rear its ugly head in the darkest recess of my mind as I heard distant footsteps, slow, deliberate footsteps approaching.
My breathing grew shallow and fast when the footsteps stopped beside me, until the point of hyperventilation where I could hardly inhale oxygen into my lungs due to the gag in my mouth. In a fit of hysteria, I let out a muffled shriek as my panic reached its climax. Eventually, I forced myself to calm down by forcefully controlling my own breathing, “Inhale slowly over a few seconds…then exhale slowly…” I told myself, acknowledging that a panic attack’s the last thing I needed right now.
There was a long moment of silence, exacerbated by the horrid darkness caused by the blindfold. Then he spoke.
“Well, look what do we have here?”
His voice was deep and authoritative, baritone-like, it would be almost calming if it wasn’t for the circumstance I’m currently in.
“What a tasty little girl. I can’t wait to taste your body.”
Before I could even plead for mercy, he lowered his face onto my breasts, I could feel something warm and coarse on my nipples and instinctively tensed up in fear. His short, bristlelike facial hair pricked my sensitive skin as he slowly worked his tongue over my body, from my delicate nipples down to my belly button, stopping merely a few inches from my womanhood.
I was horrified, clenching my hands together into fists I imagined myself breaking free from this bondage, I pictured myself ripping off the blindfold and escaping out of the window. However, despite my fantasies, I kept on returning to this cruel reality, and the feeling of being repulsed by his unwanted advances.
“Now let’s see what you’re hiding between your legs.”
He’s moved further down, I could feel his hot breath against my opening. A desperate cry for help came ripping out of the gag as he planted his hands on my legs and forcefully pried them wide open, burying his face between my inner thighs and began eating me against my will. Tears of humiliation rolled down my face as I felt my body involuntarily lubricating itself in preparation for the unwanted intruder – despite all my protests against it.
Then it happened. With a guttural grunt, he slammed his throbbing manhood into me, my long slender legs kicked wildly in the air in protest as he pinned me to the floor with his muscular bulk, pumping in and out of my pussy like a well-oiled piston.
“P-please…d-don’t cum inside me… I beg you…”
My plea fell upon deaf ears as I felt the bulbous head of his member impaling into me deeper than ever, then I felt a stream of warm, sticky liquid erupting from his cock as it quivered uncontrollably inside of me. With a loud moan, he finally came to a stop, squeezing out a few drops of his ooze as I felt its every twitches and spasm within my passage.
Then he slowly pulled himself out, and I heard the familiar footsteps walking away, slow and deliberate. With his sticky seeds leaking out of my violated orifice, I pressed my thighs to my chest and curled up in a fetal position, still trembling in fear.
I quivered, I wept.
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**Aftermath**
( He came over and untied me pretty soon after, we had a nice bath and watched some Monty Python while cuddling. Aftercare is important!)
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a5hkmb/blindfolded_bound_and_fucked
>… pumping in and out of my pussy like a well-oiled piston.
Beautiful.