***rescued from my Tumblr, I do not condone rape in any way, this was written for someone who asked***
I spotted you across the bar. That short dress showing just a bit too much thigh. Your hips swinging as you danced away with your friends, showing off your pretty little body. I wanted you. Needed you. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. You sat down and crossed your legs. A flash of your pink panties. That’s was it.
I get another drink while I figure out how I’m going to get you.
After a while you leave without your friends. You stumble through the doors and into the street. I follow. You walk towards the park. The lights are still off. Perfect.
I quicken up behind you. You hear me and turn. I flash a small knife. It’s sharp. I lunge and grab your dress. You let out a scream I cover your mouth with my hand and hold the knife against your face. “Shut up. Shut up or I’ll hurt you” you’re still trying to shout. Your whole body is tense and shaking. “I’m going to move my hand. If you make a noise I’ll cut you” I can’t tell if you’re nodding or shaking. My hand leaves your mouth and finds it’s way inside your dress. Inside your bra. Roughly grabbing and pinching your nipples. They start to harden. “Little whore. Liking this aren’t you?” You start to cry. Silent tears rolling down your face. You’re trembling now. My hand starts down further, between your legs. The thighs that drew me to you at first. Smooth. Firm. Warm. I push my hand between them and find your pussy. Damp panties covering you. I push them aside and slip fingers behind them. Smooth. Slick. Warm. My hands move behind you and feel your arse. Round. Tight. Perfect. You’re still crying as I explore you. I grab your hair and pull you towards the grass. You start to beg and plead. “Please no” “please let me go” I push you onto your back in the cold damp grass and straddle you. I push the knife against your face again and tell you to shut up. I grab your tits again. Playing with your chest. Rough. I grab your dress and start to cut it. Exposing your bra. I cut that too and your exposed. Your perky nipples standing proud. Your tits are starting to bruise. Perfect finger marks. I put the knife down and rip your dress all the way down. You’re lying there in a torn dress your tits out and in only panties. An almost unnoticeable damp patch formed in the crotch of your panties. You start screaming and thrashing and kicking. I slap you across the face and you stop and stare at me. I grab my knife and hold it to your throat “one more fucking sound and I promise you” I hook my fingers in your knickers and tear them down. You’re naked now. Goosebumps are starting to form. Your body trembles. Your chest is heaving. I grab your face and force your mouth open. Balling your panties up I force them into your mouth and push them in as far as I can. I sit up and look at you. Hands crossed over your chest. Eyes closed. Whimpering and heaving. I undo my belt and push my jeans and boxers down my thighs. My cock springs free. I’m already dripping with anticipation. I grab your legs under each knee and force your legs apart. You start to panic and struggle. I hold your legs and guide myself into you. It’s hard. Your little pussy isn’t letting me in easy. I push myself into you. You feel like you’re tearing. But slowly your little cunt betrays you and starts to get wet for me. Making it easier. I pound into you holding your legs apart and up. You’re crying and sobbing whilst I use your body. Your eyes are closed “ look at me”. You open your eyes and tears flow freely from them. I keep pushing myself deeper and deeper into you. Suddenly there’s voices. A group are passing us on the path. They might see us. I grab the knife and hold it against your neck and look right into your eyes “stay fucking quiet” I’m still inside you as I watch you blink away tears. Your chance of being helped fades. I keep fucking you holding the knife. I push the knife a little too hard and you start to bleed. I put the knife away and turn you over. Pushing your head down I push myself into you from the back and holding your hips I pull myself into your cunt. Deep. Hurting you. You’re bleeding whilst I use you. Blood streaking my cock from inside you. I pull myself out and push my whole length into your asshole in one go. Forcing myself in. You start to scream into your panties. Screaming and thrashing while I take you, your hands desperately pushing at me to try to stop me. I use your arse fast and deep working myself towards finishing. I slow down as I close, slowly fucking my cum into your arse. Still thrusting as I finish cumming Inside you. I stand up and put myself away. Do my belt and straighten my jacket. I pick up my knife and pull your knickers out of your mouth. I unball them and inhale. I put them in my pocket as I turn and walk away. Leaving you laid in the grass. Torn dress. Crying. In pain. Bleeding and leaking.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ebjejj/drunk_and_forced_non_consent_rape_tw