Rape Therapy Part III [M/F][anal][non-con/dub-con][BDSM][humiliation]

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**Description:** Dean doesn’t want a therapist anymore. He wants a pet.

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**Rape Therapy Part III**

To Kate’s dismay, Dean attended every session of his court-mandated counselling. Each session was the same. She would try to keep it professional, despite knowing it would end up being anything but professional. They would discuss his anger, his masked emotions, his life; he would humour her for the first ten minutes or so, but like clockwork, every time he eventually stripped her down and used her body as he pleased.

His last session was two months ago. She was convinced that something would happen. Stalking, or late-night visits, but…it’d been two months of peace and quiet. No stalking, no assault, no ached muscles or sore body, no overwhelming adrenaline rushes. It was really over.

Well, she was wrong again.

***Now***

Kate let out a startled cry when she opened the door and found Dean looming over her at the doorstep. Surprise crossed Dean’s face too. He was not expecting her to open the door just as he was about to break and enter.

“Dean? What are you doing here?”

32(f) blackmailed by 22(m) college student pt 3

I was annoyed but also in a state of anticipation. I couldn’t wait to hear what bullshit came out of her mouth.
“Well, we’re going to make arrangements to get this video deleted, right?” He smiled. Little twerp.
“And what sort of arrangement were you thinking? Do you want money or something? Alcohol? Drugs?” He shook his head slightly.
“I just want your help from time to time, do you think you could help me?”
“It would all depend on what you need help with,” I couldn’t believe where this was headed. “If you think that you’re going to get to fuck me…” He blushed a little and I could instantly see his cock rise through his pants. That struck a chord. “Then you better forget it right now, because that is completely out of the question.” He gripped his cock uncontrollably and bit his lip. He looked me up and down.
“Then I’ll just have to get this video online and out to everyone you know. This type of stuff spreads pretty easily, are you sure you won’t fuck me?” Having him treat me like this and hearing those words aroused me momentarily. I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy became wet. He was treating me like prey, like he hunted me, a sexy older woman to use for his amusement. It was getting to me.
“I will not fuck you,” I recoiled, “please is there anything else, any other way aside from sex? I will do anything else just no sex.” He thought for a moment while still holding his hard dick.
“Anything else? You mean, just no penetration?” I wasn’t sure what he was getting at and I really needed that video deleted.
“Sure, I’ll do anything else, I just can’t have your cock inside me.” I could tell he was enjoying the way I was speaking due to the shit eating grin plastered on his face and his massive erection.
“Ok, if you’ll do anything else, then let’s start with you taking off your bra.”
“Let me rephrase, I won’t do anything sexual-” he stood up from the bed abruptly and approached me.
“I’m getting tired of this,” we were practically nose to nose. “You said it yourself, I hold the cards and you don’t want this video out, so you’ve got to do what I say.” I could feel him brushing his cock up against my thigh ever so slightly. “We won’t have sex, but I’m going to get something out of this. All you have to do is obey some commands. 10 minutes at the most.”
“How about you delete it right now and then I’ll obey your commands?” I asked.
“How about you start doing what I say right now or I upload it.”
“Fine.” I submitted. I was wearing a tight black skirt with a white button up top with a black bra. I turned away from him, unbuttoned my shirt, removed my black bra, dropped it on the floor and buttoned my shirt back up spitefully. “You just asked for me to remove my bra, not my shirt, right?” I turned to face him and he was grinning ear to ear.
“You’re right” he said smiling. “Now get on your knees.”
I hesitated, “Why? I’m not going to suck your cock either.”

[stepcest] [drugs] Section 18 (Part 3)

I noticed that the sun had started to set, and the room was getting colder. I asked Mr. Furlong if he minded me turning on the heater. He told me to go ahead.

I knew I had barely scratched the surface of the last 10 years of Eric’s life, or at least the parts of it we shared, and I wondered at what point the investigator would either invite himself over for dinner or ask to continue the interview the following day. So far, he seemed unfazed by the time things were taking.

With Alan out of the picture, getting dope was getting harder. I knew some folks in Denver but it was no fun, so we were using a bit less. Which made us restless. And made us look for distraction elsewhere. Those months were when Eric learnt sex. He was rough, let me tell you. Very rough. But he had a secret fire inside of him. And he was eager to learn. And I was eager to teach.

[stepcest] [drugs] Section 18 (Part 2)

So, Mr. Furlong, where was I? Oh yes the first night Eric and I made out. It’s been a while, you know? Do you need some more water?

Jack Furlong shook his head, and hinted at me to continue my story. So I did

Well, after that night, things got a little bit funny. We did our best to play the part. Eric tried to push things a bit a couple times. But he was so naive and clumsy. He didn’t know how to woo a girl. So I just told him “not tonight” and he got the hint. We were perfect step relatives around our parents. And then at night he’d try to get to me, but I’d push him away. He was too straightforward. Finally, a week in, he had had enough. He came to my room after everyone had fallen asleep. He told me he missed the dope and he missed me. I had a party tomorrow night. My friend Amy had a get together at her house. My dealer would be there too. “I’ll take you” I told him, “but you better behave. And no making out. No touching. Nothing inappropriate. I am into this dude who’s there. He gives me dope too, so if you want any, you better chill, alright”?

[stepcest] [drugs] Section 18 (Part 1)

In the United States of America, everyone who seeks to learn the Government’s secrets must fill a Standard Form 86 and submit to a deep background check. Your friends are interviewed, your family members quizzed about you, your past becomes a matter of National Security and is researched accordingly.

Form 86 takes hours to complete and leaves no stone unturned. Section 18 of the form asks about your family members. Names, citizenship status. how often you reach out to them, how you contact them, you name it, the form asks about it.

When the federal investigator knocked at the door and told me my stepbrother applied for a government job and he needs to talk to me about his application, I blushed. I know Eric very well. We have been stepsiblings for over 10 years now. He had casually mentioned to me somebody might come and ask. Be honest or lie, he didn’t say. He could not advise me on what to tell a federal investigator, he said. What he wrote on the form at the “Provide methods of contact” field, he also did not say.

Johnny’s Smith Life with his Two Bisexual Girlfriends – Chapter 5 – I love you Kat (Action/Slice of Life/Erotica)

You can check the rest of the story on : [https://www.scribblehub.com/series/400438/johnny-smiths-life-with-his-two-bisexual-girlfriends/](https://www.scribblehub.com/series/400438/johnny-smiths-life-with-his-two-bisexual-girlfriends/)

Day 4 Part 2

I love you Kat

Louisville Colorado

22 October 2013

” What is it?” replied Johnny, worried.

“A customer at the restaurant groped her ass.” Said Kat.

“What?!” exclaimed Johnny.

Kat explained what had occurred. How the man grabbed her butt while asking for food. And then forced himself upon her when she turned around to get something for him. Telling her to come closer and touch her inappropriately.

Kat said. “When she tried to push him off her, he hit her across the face and called her a whore. A real nasty name too. He also threatened to tell everyone that she’s been fooling around. So she ran outside crying. But no one could see where she went because all the windows are closed.”

“Oh god,” sighed Johnny. “Is she hurt?”

She paused. “…And after that, he ran out without paying anything.”

Kat cried over the phone. “Hannah has a broken nose and black eyes. They took her to hospital where doctors examined her. There are bruises all over her body too. But nobody wants to press charges because that customer is an important guy.”

An exciting discovery (m55 f22)

A little history before i start…i remarried just over 12 years ago im a 55year old father(Mike)of 3 and now former stepfather to a 22 year old stepdaughter we’ll call her Becky…my now ex wife is 47…for a few years my stepdaughter flirted with me but nothing ever came of it until i made a discovery and she didnt want her mum to ever know……..

Festival Weekend, part 1 [TM]

**Intro**

My stomach had been fluttering for months now. A girlfriend of mine, Sydney, had told me about this music festival that was very exclusive, not in the snobby kind of way, but you had to know someone involved in order to learn anything about it. It took place out in the woods in the foothills of a large mountain peak that loomed over the whole campground. The scenery was amazing, especially as the sun began to set behind the mountain, casting a shadow over the entire festival. The music was a mixture of electronic DJs on the main stage, lit by one of the most amazing light shows I had seen for such a small stage. Another, small tent was tucked away in the woods, where guests had to remove their shoes at the door and could lounge on pillows spread throughout the area while the DJs played much more relaxed and mellow vibes.

(Female Perspective) How I Discovered Cuckolding Turns Me On… (Cheating) (Humiliation)

**Warning:** This story revolves around non-consensual cuckolding, strong humiliation, and cheating. **Do not read this story if you are not into these kinks.**

***Synopsis*:** *Rachel lives with her boyfriend in their new apartment and gets a new roommate, Mike. She’s a strong-minded woman that doesn’t take shit from anyone, until a peculiar incident happens between Mike and her, causing her to discover a new fantasy that quickly gets out of hand…*

***Author’s notes:*** *This story is told from two perspectives, switching back and forth between Rachel’s and her boyfriend’s perspective, starting off with Rachel’s.*

# Chapter 1

My boyfriend and I have been dating for about four years before this all happened. I honestly cannot believe the path I’ve spiralled down the last few weeks but… I want to share my story…

I’ll start from the beginning.