Hello You,
Yes, You: the set of holes reading this. You should know that you’ve been watched, studied, and you’ve been chosen. You are going to be violated very soon. For my pleasure? Yes, of course, but that’s surface level.
My wife is very straight, fairly submissive, innocent, and barely kinky at all- an opposing foil to myself. I want to remedy this. So, I’ve decided to corrupt her, to rape her, and to break her; and I’ve picked you out, and learned your routine, because I’m going to use your lithe, little body to do it. I know that you go running through that park near your house, that the park has one person bathrooms that lock and that it’s empty most of the time. You’re very graceful when you run, by the way, and it’s very impressive that you can make it back to your house in fewer than 7 minutes; you really take care of yourself.
You also look like the kind of woman who likes being choked. I wonder how true that is. We’ll find out soon enough.
When I fuck my wife, I make her talk about other women in order to get me off. I make her name the friends of hers I want to fuck. I make her talk about eating them out. I make her taste her own pussy and I tell her that that’s what her friend would taste like. She hates the taste of cunt, and she knows I know, but I make her tell me she loves it anyway- even while she gags in disgust. I’ve made her talk about you. She doesn’t know it, but I’ve described “a woman at work” whom I’ve never named, but it’s you I describe, and it’s you I make her promise to eat my cum out of.
She knows I’ve got a bit of a rape kink. She knows the things I want to do to unsuspecting women, like you, and I make her agree to help me. She says that she’ll hold them down for me while I invade their bodies, says that she’ll muffle their crying with her own wet pussy, that she’ll eat my cum out of them on command, that she’ll choke and slap them to force their submission. She says she’ll be a gender traitor, grinding her wet cunt on our victims’ faces while listening to me spend myself into them; beating them (you) as they desperately beg to be let go, while they plead for us to stop, while they repeat “No, please, no” only to be told to “shut the fuck up.” She says that she’ll pry their mouths open to accept my cock after it’s been painfully forced into their (your) unready assholes, or to force them, crying, to drink my piss because… Well, to quote what she says, shivering as my fingers dance on her clit: “Sluts need to be degraded and punished, and I’m going to help.”
She thinks this is just play- just dirty talk for when we’re wrapped in each other’s arms; she doesn’t know the truth of her predictions.
And so, we return to you. You in your little black shorts, jogging through the grass on the same path you take every other day. You don’t know that you’ll be met at the bathroom by a very nervous blonde, one who will distract you while I grab you and drag you into the bathroom. You don’t know that you’ll be held down on the cold concrete floor, while your clothing is moved aside to reveal the body you take such pride in maintaining. You don’t know that you will have the honor of being her first lesbian experience, her first three-way, and her first rape victim. She’ll probably cry while she holds you down for me; she’ll probably apologize over and over, while I thrust into your cunt and she rides your face. She won’t stop, though. She’s going to do everything she said she will whether she wants to or not- I’m going to make sure of it. I’m going to make sure that you’re both broken pieces of worthless fuck-trash by the end. Eventually, she’s going to learn to like it. Maybe, we’ll come and find you again; then you can see her growth.
See you soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/z5gig5/dark_fantasy_forcing_my_wife_to_help