I posted about my first rape experience recently, and have gotten a few requests to post more. There have been some outright scary and creepy PMs sent my way, but a few very friendly individuals that just mentioned they enjoyed reading about it. Again, I do not condone any of these actions on anyone. I don’t, and never have enjoyed being abused. If people continue to read them, I have no issues with sharing them.
In high school, I was unfortunate enough to get myself into very hostile and scary situations. I was raped by my sister’s boyfriend during the summer between freshman and sophomore year, and the experience really scarred me. I was quiet and shy before, now I was outright anti social. I always picked the last two rows of desks to sit at in a new classroom, and always looked for the corners in any room I was in. I didn’t enjoy speaking to many people. I always felt very shakey, and uncomfortable, and kept to myself even more than before. The one place I ever felt I could be myself in, however, was our high school’s band room. Here’s a group of nerdy and down to earth individuals that liked what I liked. Everyone was always friendly, and the majority of my friends joined band through the same 7th grade group. Now we were all in high school, and even the older students always felt very welcoming and caring. I didn’t know at the time, but looking back, high school bands are usually the most fucked up, sexually active individuals in any high school.
Author: Nilfgaardian_Leviosa
My Work Husband [FM] [Rough] [Manipulation] [Guilt] [Rape]
My life could be best described as fortunate.
I have two beautiful daughters, one just graduated from high school, and her sister a few years away. I’ve been married to my husband since I was 17. We’ve built a wonderful family throughout the years, with no major issues that we couldn’t fix through talking or counseling. I just turned 39, and I was hit with an uncontrollable fear of turning forty. Over the last fear years, my husband and I havent had the best sexual relationship, if at all existent. But I’ve never betrayed him, although I’ve had the chance to on more than one occasion. On November 3rd of last year, I found my husband was sexting his secretary, and had a romantic relationship with her throughout our marriage. Through the jealousy, fear and pain, I had sex with a coworker I thought was my friend. He took advantage of me through my hardship. And I can safely admit now that I regret it.
Don’t Hookup With Your Sister’s Ex [fM] [Rough] [Rape Fantasy]
I was young when my sister started dated Jon. They seemed cute, she seemed happy, and being in their mid 20s, it was a natural next step for them to move in together. I missed her being home, we grew up close even with the age difference. They lived maybe 4 hours away, and from time to time, I’d visit for a weekend and it would be just like old times. We’d watch movies, paint our nails, girl stuff. Now, the only difference being Jon would be involved, he was friendly enough to me, but always somewhat creepy and silent. Just the occasional hug that would last too long, or he’d wear sunglasses indoors and always walk behind us, that sort of thing. They dated for about 2 years, and then they suddenly split. Jon and I had occasionally chatted through Instagram here and there, and we continued to do so after the breakup.