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May 09, 2015, 06:49:56 PM

Online Jed

WARNING!    You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non-consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, please stop reading. This story is all fiction and no characters in it are meant to resemble any real person.  If you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime and the penalty is many years in prison. The people who commit rape are despised everywhere. No one is being hurt, and this is pure fantasy.

The Haughty Girl

Im sitting in the fashionable reception area waiting with a few others.  All the seats are taken and several people including myself are standing.  A blond girl comes in, and she looks like she just walked out of a womens clothing catalog wearing a skirt and cardigan with the gait and statue of a model.  The clothes look stylish and somewhat expensive, but not overly so.  She appears to be college age and probably is on break from school.  She is thin but with a decent figure, although its a little hard to tell what she has upstairs with that cardigan sweater on and her long blond hair in the way.  The skirt was short, but not in a way that would be interpreted as provocative.  My eyes werent the only ones following her, and two young men stared at her shapely legs and one whispers to the other, Nice ass.

Shes not oblivious to the attention and walks to a decored vanity table and whirls around leaning against it her matching purse clutched in front of her.  The haughty glare she gives the two men is priceless.  In one look she tells them they are scum and further beneath her than any dirt on her shoes, not that her shoes were anything but as immaculate as the rest of her.  I had never seen such a snooty superior look even from the most overindulged wealthy brat.  Then she turns that haughty glare on me even though I knew I wasnt leering like the other two.  It was if she was challenging me.  I just give what I was sure was a pleasant smile without a taint of what really was going on in my head.  What I was really thinking was this self-centered spoiled haughty girl needed to be taught a lesson, and I was going to make sure it was me that did it.

My decision made, I just turn and leave the reception area discarding the notion of registering for the upcoming conference.  I didnt need any record of me being here for what I have planned.  I had been looking out the window when she pulled in, so I move my van next to her red Lexus that Im sure her daddy got her.  My van conveniently blocks any view of her car.  About 30 minutes later peering through the van window I see her approaching.  She doesnt unlock her Lexus while walking as most people do.  Shes fumbling in her purse for her keys, when I open the side door of the van.  Before she has time to make a sound, I cover her face with an ether soaked rag hauling her quickly inside slamming the door.  The ether fumes make me choke slightly as she kicks and struggles.  Within seconds her struggles grow feeble, and then shes unconscious.

May 13, 2015, 04:21:28 AM
Reply #1

Online Jed

Why is it so dark?  Something is covering my eyes.  Am I blindfolded?
Something is in my mouth.  Whats in my mouth?  It feels like a ball and tastes like rubber.  I think its strapped around my head.  I cant push it out.  Im trying to push it out with my tongue, but I cant.
I can barely move.  Why cant I move?
My legs hurt.  They are spread really wide; it hurts, they are spread so wide.  Its obscene, they are spread so wide.  Something is pulling them apart at my knees, but my ankles are tied too.
I can move my arms either.  Its like they are tied above my head.
Oh God, whats happening?

I feel like Im on a bed, but why am I here?  I remember registering for the conference, and those two jerks were staring at me whispering to themselves.  I remember leaving too and going to my car.  I cant remember anything after that.  Why cant I remember anything else?  Is someone here?  I feel like someone is looking at me.  I can feel my clothes, but my sweater and blouse are pushed up, and my skirt is hiked up.  I want to push them down, but I cant move my hands.  Is someone here?  I can hear myself trying to speak, but its just moans around whatever is in my mouth.

Oh God, someone is here!  I know it!  I can smell something, like someones breath.  Its not bad breath, but theres a hint of onion.  I think hes leaning over me?  I know he is.  I know its a he too.  What does he want?  Oh God, I know what he wants!  Hes going to rape me I know it!  I want to scream, but all I hear is moans through whatever Im gagged with.  Oh my God, I feel his hand on my bare stomach!

I looked at your drivers license Caroline.  Happy Birthday, sorry I missed it last week.  21 now are you?

Oh god, there is a man here, and hes rubbing my stomach!  Ugh, his hand is under my blouse and cardigan.  Hes touching my bra.  No please, no.  Im crying, please stop squeezing my breast, please stop.  I want to scream, but I cant.  No, now hes tugging my blouse and cardigan over my head.  No, please dont!

Your clothes are very fashionable but not particularly sexy.  However, I notice your bra and panties are seductively lacy and a very sexy pink.  Victoria Secret Im sure.  Interesting the clothes next to your skin are provocative, while the rest of your clothes are not?

What was that noise?  Scissors?  Is he teasing me making scissor sounds?  Cold.  I feel metal on my shoulders.  Oh God, he just cut my bra strap!  No, not the other one too.  Between my breasts, no please dont.  I'm naked above the waist.  Oh God hes squeezing my bare breasts now!  Please no, dont touch me.  Dont touch me like that.  Theyre so sensitive.  I cant get away from his wicked hands.  Oh my God, my nipples are getting hard!  Theyre so hard they hurt.  Please no!

You may be making noises of distress at me fondling your tits, but your body likes it.

No, I dont like it!  Im ticklish.  Please stop touching them, please dont.  God, Im squirming!  No please!  Oh God, hes sucking on my nipple.  Please stop that!  I cant take it.  He probably thinks Im getting turned on, but Im not.  Hes a disgusting rapist.  Im not turned on.  Im ticklish and trying to get away from his horrible mouth and hands.  Please stop and let me go!  I want to go home!  Im crying.  I can feel the blindfold getting wet.

You may be crying, but your body loves me touching and kissing it.  I bet youve only been with 3 or 4 guys, and they are the only ones that know what a firecracker you can be and how hot you can get.

It was only 2 guys, and both turned out to be jerks sleeping with other girls.  Damn this gag!  I want to scream at him!  Oh no.  Dont touch me there.  Oh God, hes pushing his hand in my panties.  Please no, not there!  Oh God, his finger is rubbing me.  Please not there.  I cant take it!  I dont want to be raped.  Please let me go.  I dont want it!

Youre getting wet sweetie.  See how hot you can get from me touching you.  You want to play at being prim and proper, but you have dirty thoughts, dont you, all the time.  You act haughty, but deep down you want to be naughty.  You want to be some guys fuck toy.

I do not!  I dont have those thoughts!  I dont!  Im not turned on!  Im not!  I hate you!  Get away from me!  Oh God, his finger.  Its inside me now.  I want to throw up.  God, I can feel him wiggling it inside me.  Its so awful.  Get it out!  Leave me alone!  Please leave me alone.  I want to go home!  Please God, just let me go home.  I want to scream at him.  This fucking gag!  I want to scream!

Youre only a little wet, but its wet enough.

What does that mean?  I hear the scissors again.  Oh God, he just cut my panties!  He cut them again!  No please dont.  Ugh, hes pulled them off.  Im completely naked down there now.  Whats that?  No. hes getting on the bed.  Hes kneeling between my legs.  My legs hurt so much.  Theyre pulled so wide apart.  Hes going to rape me now, and I cant stop him.

May 13, 2015, 06:19:50 PM
Reply #2

Offline vile8r

Nice to see some new writing from you Jed! Love you doing the girl's POV.

May 13, 2015, 07:13:02 PM
Reply #3

Offline Fancy


May 13, 2015, 08:58:47 PM
Reply #4

Offline Plaything


Guess what?  I like it . . .big surprise huh?[/color]

May 13, 2015, 10:12:52 PM
Reply #5

Online Jed

I'm doing something psychological.  At least that's the idea.

And thanks.

May 14, 2015, 10:02:35 AM
Reply #6

Offline sweetness


May 14, 2015, 01:01:32 PM
Reply #7

Offline Dark

Nice job Jed.  Looking forward to more.

May 16, 2015, 08:24:34 AM
Reply #8

Online Jed

My skirts bunched up around my waist.  I hope he doesnt ruin it.  What am I thinking?  Hes going to rape me, and Im worried about my new skirt.  Oh God, his face is really close to it!  I can feel his breath on my holiest of holies!

I see youre a real blond, but then I knew that.  Such a neatly trimmed pussy, a landing strip they call it.  Its as if you knew a man would see it today, would fill it today.

Oh God, is that his tongue!  Oh my God, hes licking it!  Not there, oh God!  Stop wiggling for him!  I want to stop squirming, but I cant.  I can feel myself getting soaking wet down there.  Im so ashamed!  He thinks hes turning me on, but hes not!  Hes not!  Oh God, his tongue is inside me!  I feel so dirty!  Why cant I stop moving?  Im not lifting to his tongue am I?  Oh, its gone?  Where did it go?  Im not disappointed its gone.  Im not!

Youre not the nice chaste girl you think you are.  You taste like the slut that you really want to be.

Im never going to be a slut!  Oh no, I feel him moving up.  Here it comes, the rape.  I dont want to be raped, please.  Damn this gag!  I want to scream at him to stop.  Ugh, his mouth is on my nipple again.  Please stop that!  Hes been paying lots of attention to my breasts.  Theyre not that big, but he likes them.  Why do I care about that?  I dont!  Oh no, hes moving up on top of me.  Oh God, I feel it on my leg!  No, not there.  Please no, I dont want it.  He keeps nosing it around?  Why dont you just get it over with!  Rape me already!  I cant stand this teasing!  Just do it!  Get it over with!

Youre so ready for my cock right now, dripping wet.  If you werent gagged, you would be begging me to fuck you.

I would not!  I hate this, and I hate you!  Oh God, hes pushing in!  Its stretching me open.  Ugh, its in!  God, it hurts!  It feels so big.  It hurts!  Hes bigger than Michael or Stanley.  Why do girls want big?  It hurts!  He keeps pushing more in.  Ugh, hes pushing my insides.  God, hes so big, and it hurts!  Hes moving now.  Raping me, and I just have to take it.  Take it easy, youre pounding me too hard.  God, hes going so deep.

Thats a nice tight pussy you got, just the way I like them.

Shut up!  So frustrating him talking like that, and I cant say anything back.  God, hes big.  It feels weird too.  Why does it feel weird?  Hes not wearing a condom!  Oh God, hes probably giving me a bunch of STDs!  Will he ejaculate in me too?  Of course he will, hes a rapist.  Can he get me pregnant?  Probably not now.  But, I dont want his filth inside me!  I always made Stanley and Michael wear a condom.  God, hes taking so long!  He keeps pounding away.  Stanley would have been done by now, probably Michael too.  He just keeps drilling into me.  God, Im getting so sore now.  Ive never had it like this.  Its too much!  I cant take it!  Just finish already, I cant take it!

I can feel you moving under me.  If I didnt have your legs strapped apart, youd have them wrapped around me.  You love the feel of my cock, I know it.

I do not!  I hate it, and I hate you!  God, Im so sore.  Why cant he just finish?  He keeps going and going.  If it was Stanley or Michael, theyd be finished and driving home by now.  I never let them stay.  How long has it been?  I cant believe how long hes taking.  Please just finish.  I beg you, just finish.  God, hes going even faster!  Youre ripping me apart!  Please let this be the end.  Hes killing me with his penis!

Its hurts so much!  Hes jerking on top of me now and moaning.  Ugh, I feel it!  Hes squirting into me.  He keeps shooting his nasty filth inside me.  I hate this!  I never let a guy do it without a condom before.  It feels so gross!  I cant believe how dirty I feel right now.  I want to die!  Im so humiliated.  I want to die!  Hes so heavy.  Just get off me!  You got what you wanted.  Just get off me and let me go!

Dont worry sweetie.  Dont be disappointed.  Youll cum next time I fuck your pussy.  You were just a little too scared this time.

I will not!  I was not disappointed!  Next time?  Oh God, hes not going to let me go!  Hes going to do it again!  Maybe even over and over!  I will never have an orgasm with you!  You disgusting pig!  Just get your thing out of me already!

Did you like feeling my hot cum fill your pussy?  Get used to it, because its going to happen over and over, and not just there.

Please no.  Just let me go, and I wont tell anyone.  Ugh, this gag!  I cant reason with him, if I cant speak.  Not just there?  What does that mean?  Not just there, as in not just my vagina?  Ive never done oral.  Its the grossest thing I can think of.  Michael and Stanley both said thats why they went with other girls, because I wouldnt do that.  Why couldnt they understand Im a lady, and ladies dont do that?  They had to be with sluts, when they should have wanted a lady like me.

Hes getting off me.  Ugh, it feels so icky sliding out of me.  Ill get some rest at least, I hope.  He wont be able to rape me again so soon will he?  Hes untying my legs.  God, theyre so stiff.  I want to kick him, but at least hes untying them.  Hes turning me over?  Ugh, I can feel his semen leaking out of me.  Its so gross.  Please wipe it off.  Its nasty.  No please dont.  Hes tying my ankles together.  Hes pulling my skirt off.  Now I have no clothes at all on except for my blouse and cardigan wrapped around my hands.

Hes sitting on my back.  Thats so I cant move.  Hes untying my hands.  I want to fight him, but I feel so weak.  There go my blouse and cardigan.  I hear him tossing my new clothes on the dirty floor.  Hes pulling me.  My head is at the edge of the bed now.  Why?  Hes tying my hand to the side.  Now hes tying my other hand.  Hes turning.  Im trying to kick.  Ugh, hes strapping down my legs.  Whats he going to do?  Why does he want me on my stomach?  Whats that!  Ugh, hes pouring something wet on my butt.  Isnt your semen leaking out of me enough?  You have to make me even wetter?  Ugh, his hand is on my ass.

You know what dirty girls get dont you?

What does he mean?  Stop rubbing my butt crack.  No!  No, dont do that!  Ugh, his finger!  He pushed his finger in my butt!  Im trying to get away from his finger, but I cant.  Get it out of me!

Whats the matter?  Havent you ever fantasized about anal sex before?

May 17, 2015, 02:06:36 PM
Reply #9

Offline kelarioux


May 24, 2015, 10:05:13 AM
Reply #10

Online Jed

Oh my God no!!!!  Not even Stanley and Michael suggested that.  Its disgusting!  And hes huge!  That would kill me!  He must be kidding.  Hell rape me again, but the regular way.  He wont do that.  Get your filthy finger out of my ass!  Oh God, hes forcing another finger in!  It hurts!!!  Why are you doing this to me!!!

All your life, but especially since you began to blossom, youve had men wrapped around your little finger.  They would do whatever you asked including your father that bought you that red Lexus.

Shut up about my Dad!!  You dont know anything about me!  Ugh, get those fingers out of my ass you shit head!!  I cant get away from his awful wicked hand!

By the way youre thrashing around Im guessing you are cursing me.  Well, no matter.  Your wiles dont work with me.  My plan is to destroy what you are now and remake you as I see fit.

Destroy me?  Oh God, what is he going to do?  I know he wont rape my butt.  He wouldnt dare do that.

Nothing helps a haughty spoiled arrogant conceited snooty stuck-up princess of a girl put things in perspective better than a good hard butt-fucking.  Thats not going to happen for several hours, but I want you to think about it every minute from now until it does happen.
 
Oh God, hes really going to do it.  I believe him now.  He will do it and make me think about it until he does.  I dont think Ill survive this.  Hell kill me.  I know it.  It will kill me.  Hes too big.

Youll have to learn to relax if you dont want it to be excruciatingly painful.  The plug will help, but you should think on relaxing when I force my cock in your ass later tonight.

Plug?  What is he going to do?  Oh, hes pulling his fingers out.  It feels so dirty.  Ugh, hes pouring more stuff on my butt crack.  Whats that?  Its not his penis.  Its hard!  Hes rubbing it around my butt cheeks.  Is he getting it wet?  It must be lubricant.  He said something about a plug.  Is this it?  Oh, God!!!!  Hes forcing something in my ass!!  It hurts!!  Its huge!!  Ugh, hes twisting it in!  No, its too big!!!  Uuuuuggghhhhh!!!!  Oh, God it hurts!!  I feel so full back there!  It hurts and it feels weird!  God, this is beyond humiliating!

Hes fooling with the gag.  Is he taking it off?  He is taking it off.  I can feel him unfastening it.  Good, I want to scream at him!
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhgggg.
God, I cant talk!  At least I made a noise.  Whats this?  Oh, a bottle.  Cold water, oh it tastes so good, so thirsty.

Not too much, I dont want you to vomit.  Well, at least not have much to vomit.  Ill give you more water after.

Why would I vomit?  After what?
Aaaaaahhhh.   Naaaahhhhhhhhh.
Ugh, hes forcing my jaw open!  Hes put something else in my mouth.  I cant close my mouth, but I feel air, and I can breathe through my mouth.  I couldnt before.  Ugh, hes fastening something behind my head again.  Damn, I wanted to yell at him.  Its so damn frustrating him talking to me, and I cant tell him what a piece of garbage he is!  I can feel it with my tongue.  It a ring holding my mouth open.

What he doing?  Hes got his hands in my hair holding my head hard.  Ugh, something is touching my tongue!!  Its his penis!!!   Hes pushing it through the ring.  This is so gross!!  I would never blow Michael or Stanley and fuck them for leaving me for girls that would!  No please dont!  Ugh, Im gagging on it.  Youre choking me!!  Why does it taste like strawberries?  Gaaaaaaawwwwwkkkkkkkkkkkk!

I find that using an oral lube works well in these situations.  They always come flavored.  Try relaxing your throat, and lets see how far I can get in.

Gaaaaaaawwwwwkkkkkkkkkkkk!  I cant breathe!!  Im choking on his penis!!  God, my whole body is heaving!  Im going to puke!  He wont stop trying to get more of it in!  Im trying to stop him, but he keeps pushing it against the back of my throat!  God!!!  I can feel my whole body jerking trying to keep it out of my throat.  Hes choking me to death!!  I cant breathe!!

Until you learn to move your tongue out of the way and take me into your throat without vomiting, you get nothing to eat.  Well, I suppose thats not entirely true.  Youre going to swallow my cum in a few minutes.

No, thats disgusting!!  Dont make me do that!  Ugh, hes humping my face!  The noises Im making are awful!
Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk!
God, my mouth hurts!  He keeps shoving it in too far.  Doesnt he have any mercy?  I cant take this!  Im suffocating!  He has to stop!  He wont stop until hes done.  Ugh, his hands in my hair are hurting!

What can I do to make him stop?  He wont stop until he has an orgasm.  Im dying!!  Maybe if I get my lips over the ring and around it hell finish faster?  Ugh Im doing it!  Im moving my tongue on it too!  I cant believe Im making it better for him!  Im so ashamed!!  I just need to make him finish and get this over with.

Gaaawwwkkk!  Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk! Gaaawwwkkk!
Hes taking forever!!  My lips and tongue are getting so tired!  Please just finish already!!  Did he just moan?  Is he close?  Hes humping even faster.  Im trying so hard to please him.  I cant take any more.  Hes being so rough.  God, hes slamming into my face!  Thats too deep!!  Ugh!!!  Hes shooting into my mouth!!  Im going to be sick!  Ugh, Im swallowing it!  Its so revolting!  Im swallowing my rapists semen!  Ive never been this miserable and humiliated!

Youre done already, just pull it out!  Ok, he is pulling it out.  Ugh, I cant believe he made me swallow it.  Whats he doing?  Hes pouring water in the ring.  Ugh, it so awkward to swallow with this thing on.  Im so thirsty.  Yes, more water.  More water, good.  OK, hes stopped.  Yeah, thats enough water for now.  What if I have to pee?  I know hell let me up to pee.  He wont want me to wet the bed.  God, hes shoving something in the ring!  Its not his penis.  What is it!  I wanted to try and talk.  I think I could have tried to talk through the ring.  Ugh, now somethings in my mouth again, and I can only moan!  I need to talk to him, but he wont let me!  Ugh, its probably a dildo.  I cant push it out!  Why does he have to humiliate me like this?  Just rape me, but why humiliate me like this?

Ugh, that thing in my butt.  It never lets me forget its there, and what he said hes going to do.  Whats he doing now?  Hes lifting me.  Hes putting a pillow under my hips.  Hes lifting my butt in the air.  That to rape my butt later, oh God!  Its pressing on my bladder.  I need to pee!  Please let me up to pee!  Whats he doing now?  Oh my God, whats he doing!!!  Thats my pee hole!!  Whats he doing!!  Oh God!!!   Hes sticking something in my pee hole!!   Ugh, its a catheter!  Im peeing!!!  Im peeing!!!  I can hear it going into a bag!  Hes not even going to let me up to pee!!  How can he do this to me?  Now hes gone.  Come back here damn you!!!

What do I do now?  Do I just lay here waiting for you with this thing in my ass?  You bastard!!  Where are you?  Im just laying here waiting for you to come back and rape my ass!!!!!  I have to lay here and wait and think about what youre going to do when you come back.  God, this waiting is torture!!!

May 29, 2015, 09:02:17 PM
Reply #11

Offline vile8r

Excellent Jed! Just the kind of story I expect from you!  ;D

June 14, 2015, 11:13:01 AM
Reply #12

Online Jed

Why does he always have something in my mouth?  Is he afraid of me talking to him?  No, hes not afraid of anything.  I can tell.  This has got to be a dildo of some sort.  Its in just far enough that I can barely make any noise at all.  Its done to humiliate me.  Damn this thing in my ass!!  I mean its there filling me and constantly reminding me hes going to rape me back there!

I cant stand the waiting.  It seems like hours have gone by.  I cant see anything.  I cant hear anything.  I cant smell anything but my own sweat and his dried semen on my body.  I can still taste his semen too, ugh!  I can feel the restraints, but really the only thing I seem to feel is that damn thing filling my anus.  Its there stretching me open getting me ready for him to come back and fuck my butt.  I cant think of anything else now for how long?

God!!!  I cant take it!!!  I cant take it!!!  Just come back and fuck my ass already!!  I cant take this waiting!  I want you to fuck my ass, if it will end this unbearable waiting!  Oh God, I cant believe my thoughts!  I really do want him to come back and fuck me in my ass.  No I dont.  I just cant take this waiting, with this thing filling my ass constantly reminding me what hes going to do when he comes back.  God, I both dread him coming back and yearn for it?

Is that him?  Is he finally back?  Ugh, it is him, and hes pulling out the catheter.  Ouch!  Whats that buzzing sound?  Oh God no, stop that.  Please dont do that.  Its a vibrator, and hes rubbing me with it.  God, its right on my clitoris!  Please stop, I dont like it!  Im sure if he could hear me, hed say my body likes it.  I cant help how Im squirming.  Ugh, his hand is under me squeezing and pinching my nipple.  He knows how I react to that.  Its not fair!  Im getting wet.  Im so ashamed at my body betraying me again.  Im getting wet for him.  God, please stop!  I can feel myself moving.  Im pushing back at the vibtator.  God, Im soaked down there!

He stopped?  Why did he stop with the vibrator?  Im not disappointed he stopped!  Im not!  Oh, hes getting on top of me.  Here comes the rape.  Ugh, hes pushing it in me again.  It hurts.  Not as much as last time.  Im really wet.  Hes so big.  Wait, hes in my vagina?  I knew he wouldnt rape me in my butt.  This is a relief!  Relief?  Hes raping me again, and Im relieved?

Did you know the plug in your ass make your pussy feel even tighter?  You sure are gripping my cock just how I like it.

Shut up!!  Is that why he put it there, not to rape my ass at all?  Oh God, hes got his hand under me rubbing my clitoris with a finger.  Isnt your penis torment enough?  Oh God Im moving under him!  I can feel myself lifting each time he thrusts into me.  Damn, his insidious finger!  Oh God, I feel it coming.  Please no, I dont want it.  Hes moving faster, thrusting so deep into me.  His finger is moving faster too.  Oh no!!!!   Its coming!!  I cant stop it!!!

MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Oh God, that felt good.  Oh no, not again, MMMMmmmmmmmmggggggggggggggghhhhhh!!!!
Hes pulled out.  Ugh, hes twisting that plug out of my ass.  Whats he doing?
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

I thought making you cum would relax that tiny little asshole of yours just long enough to let me get in.  Damn, youre clenching down now though.  I knew this little bung hole would be much tighter than your pussy.

OH, GOD it hurts so bad!!!!  Hes doing it!  Hes fucking me in my ass!  It hurts!!!!  IT HURTS!!!!!

Just relax and take it.  All that clenching is just making it hurt more.

I cant relax, you shit!  Youre raping my ass!  God, it hurts!!  Just please finish.  Please just finish and get this awful pain over with!  Just go ahead and ejaculate in my butt!!  Please cum in my butt already.  I cant take it!  God, it hurts!  It hurts!!

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I had hoped he would release me after defeating me in that way, forcing me to have an orgasm and then raping my ass.  He raped me in my vagina, mouth and butt, and humiliated me by forcing me to an orgasm.  I was hoping that would be enough, and he would let me go.  But that was only the beginning of a devastatingly long series of countless rapes and unbearable suffering.

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<After her ordeal>

Ugh, its so bright.  Wait, I can see!!!  Theres no blindfold!  Im in my car!  Oh my God, the sun is setting and its evening, but it still seems so bright.  My eyes arent used to the light.  I was blindfolded so long.  Where is he?  I dont see anyone around.  Im in the same place I was when he took me, same parking place.  How long did he have me?  It must have been at least three weeks, maybe a month?  My phone is here, and its fully charged.  Oh my God, it was only 8 days?  It seemed like a lifetime.  I lost count of the rapes.  There were just so many.  What do I do now?

Im wearing the same clothes I had on when he took me.  They are clean and pressed?  Did I fall asleep in my car, and it was all a bad dream?  It cant be?  How can I have so many memories, if it was a dream?  Oh, my panties are gone, and my bra too.  It was no dream.  Why do I feel relief it was no dream?  And again, what in the world do I do now?

June 20, 2015, 07:47:28 AM
Reply #13

Online Jed

<Three weeks after she was released>

No one even missed me.  My parents were in Europe and never bothered to call me.  My friends thought I went with them to Europe and was having too much fun to return their calls.  I didnt tell anyone.  I dont know why?  It was too humiliating what he did to me to tell anyone.  Im sure thats it, but why do I keep thinking about my reasons for not telling anyone?  I know why I cant get what he did to me out of my head.  It was so incredibly traumatizing.  It will stay in my head forever, the rest of my life.  But it bothers me that Im not more upset about it.  Why arent I angrier about what he did to me.  I should be furious.  I am furious!  I think?

I never saw him.  I was blindfolded the entire 8 days.  Not ever seeing him wasnt as bad as never being able to talk.  He would taunt me with that smooth assured oily voice of his, and I could never tell him what a filthy human being he was.  Towards the end he would untie me, but Id still be blindfolded.  By this time I was too intimidated and frightened to dare and try and remove the blindfold or the gag. 

He only removed the gag when he fed me or when I was forced to blow him.  I so much wanted to speak, but by the time I could talk if I dared, I was beyond cursing him.  I wanted to beg him not to do things I knew he was going to do.  And to my shame, I also wanted to beg him to do things to me.  He warned me if I did speak, horrible things would happen to me.  He told me I would be mutilated.  I was only allowed to moan.  I moaned, sometimes in pain, but with increasing frequency, I moaned in ways that were far from pain.  I hated that.  My only real means of communication with him were to nod yes or no, and he didnt seem to need any more.

He would make me ride him mostly while he was in my vagina, but a couple times towards the end, he made me put it in my own ass.  It was so humiliating to be ordered to grasp him and wait for instructions on which hole he wanted me to put it in.  I would then have to bounce up and down on him trying to go faster when he ordered me to.  He made me put the plug in my butt too.  It was awkward with my hands tied together.  That was one of the worst things.  To have to lube that plug up and force it into myself knowing why I was doing it and what he was going to do to me later when he made me pull it back out.

The anal rapes were the worst as far as pain.  It got easier, but I could never say I got used to it, and there was always some pain.  But that wasnt the worst thing.  The worst thing, the most humiliating thing, was that rubber dildo bolted to the floor.  He would strap me to it for what seemed like an eternity, but certainly was more than an hour.  I would be kneeling on the hard floor hands tied behind my back and ankles tied together.  My head would be strapped to the dildo such that I couldnt get it completely out of my mouth.  I was supposed to force the dildo into my mouth.  It was practice for blowing him.

The dildo must have had hash marks on it to measure how much of it I got in my mouth.  I dont know for sure, I never saw it.  He would come by and insist I get more in than the last time he checked.  He would whip me on my back and butt cheeks if it wasnt more.  I vomited a few times early on.  It was so gross feeling my vomit spraying out of my mouth around the dildo, the taste of acid and bile.  This made him angry, and he beat me for it.  The really insidious thing was the bulb and oral lubricant.

He had this obsession about oral lubricants to help get his penis deep in my mouth and throat.  The dildo must have had a tube running through the middle of it.  He would put the bulb in my tied hands.  If I squeezed the bulb, the lubricant would squirt into my mouth.  It was disgustingly, just like when he would ejaculate in my mouth, except it tasted like strawberries, and sometimes cherries.  I guess there were two flavors.  It did help me get the dildo into my throat, just as it helped get his penis in there too.  I would bob my head up and down squeezing the bulb to lubricate my throat forcing the dildo ever deeper.

It was utter humiliation being trained to give him better blow jobs.  I would hear his footsteps, and in a panic I would force the dildo down my throat as far as I could hoping it would be enough to avoid the stinging lashes.  When he released me to try it for real, I would be desperate to please him.  Sucking him for real was infinitely better than that awful rubber dildo.  I learned the tricks to make him cum.  I learned I better swallow all of it too, sucking and swallowing to get every drop.  I wanted to please him to avoid the lashes.  Thats what I kept telling myself, but there was something deeper going on that really confused me.

I remember that moment when my lips got to the base of his penis for the first time.  I could feel his pubic hair tickling my nostrils, his sweaty testicles resting on my chin.  I knew I had taken all of him and felt relief that he wouldnt make me force the rubber dildo in my mouth anymore, and he didnt.  I felt so much shame that he had basically trained me to serve him in that way.

He would make me get on my knees and blow him.  I had to lick his balls and use my hands on it.  I kept thinking I would lift to blindfold to see him, but I never did.  He would make me suck his penis sometimes for what seemed like hours.  Time had no meaning for me anymore.  In the end I was perversely pleased at how good I got at it, and so very confused as to why I was pleased?  I cant stop thinking about it.  That time with him haunts me in a way I would never have expected.

Being perversely proud about getting good at sucking his cock was one thing.  The shame I felt at the way he could make me orgasm almost on cue was something I was having even more trouble dealing with.  I cant tell anyone about what he did to me, and how I reacted to it.  No, I have to.  I have to tell someone, but who?

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June 21, 2015, 09:20:47 AM
Reply #14

Online Jed

<6 weeks after she was released>

I probably could have gotten someone better through my parents, but I decided to never tell them, and they are still in Europe anyway.  Instead I went through the university saying I needed some counseling by a professional, and they sent me here.  I am in an Ivy League school, so the referral ended up being to someone with a degree from my university, who offered services as a way to help their alma mater.  So I probably got someone nearly as good as my parents could have gotten and better than most rape survivors would get.  As I stand here in front of her door, I almost laugh at the irony.  Im here to try and come to terms with being forced to have orgasms by my rapist, and Im going to tell that to Dr. Judith Cummings?

You say you were repeatedly raped over a period of several days, yet you are determined not to report it to the authorities?
Yes, I never saw him.  I was blindfolded the whole time, so what could I tell them.  And, its been 6 weeks.  I didnt want anyone to know, but I needed to talk to a professional that would be sworn to confidence.
Well, I wont divulge anything you say unless you tell me to.  Do you think it was a student at the university?
Im actually sure it was not.
Did you get checked out at a hospital?
No.
You didnt have any physical damage?  You should have gone to a hospital and still should.
No, Im OK physically.  He hurt me.  He hurt me a lot, but he didnt seem to want any permanent damage.  He used lubricant.  Oh God, he used so much lubricant!  In places, you know!
Heres a box of tissues dear.  In places you say?  So the rapes were not just vaginal?  You said lubricant, so he committed sodomy on you?  Anal?
Yes.
I still think you need to see a medical doctor.
No, Im OK physically.
And he forced you to perform oral sex on him?
Yes.  He even used a lubricant then sometimes.
Really?
Yeah, he had different flavors.
Oh?
But thats not what I want to talk about.
What do you want to talk about?
Im trying to understand why something happened while I was being raped.
Go ahead, tell me.
I had orgasms during the rapes.  I couldnt control my body.
First of all, you must understand that was a physical response of your body and not something you really wanted.  The human body can play tricks on us, but our minds can reason and understand we didnt want this person to do what they did.
I just cant understand my responses to him.  He could touch me, particularly my breasts and between my legs, and I would get so aroused.  I would squirm all over for him.
Thats just a physical response.  Nerves in those areas were sending impulses to certain centers of your brain causing involuntary responses.  This does not mean you wanted it to happen.
In the end, he made me put it in my mouth on my own.  Oh God, he even made me put it in my butt on my own, and I did it.  Every time I was forced to do these things I was so humiliated.  What Im trying to understand is why when I was so ashamed, I was also very turned on?  Why?  The more he humiliated me, the more aroused I became?
It does sound like you were having some mental responses as well as physical.  Were you ever abused before?
No, never.  I didnt really like sex very much, and had it not that many times before him.  I was a virgin until I was 19, two years ago.  Ive only had two different boyfriends I slept with.
Did you have orgasms with them?
A couple times, especially if they touched by breasts, but only a few times, maybe five times total before him.  My breasts arent that big, but they are so sensitive.  The two guys I was with didnt pay much attention to them.  They were always in a hurry and didnt last very long.  He went on forever.
He?  Your rapist lasted longer?
Oh God yes, he would take his time touching and licking me and have me writhing uncontrollably.  I know if I hadnt been gagged, I would have been begging for him to just do it.  He would get me so aroused, I just couldnt stop myself.  Even being tied up seemed to add to my arousal.  Yes, I know it did, that feeling of being so helpless.
I see.
And the orgasms with my two boyfriends, they would be these little short ones that faded almost immediately.  With him, it was wave after wave electrifying my whole body.  The pleasure was astonishing.  I hated myself for reacting like that, but I love every bit of it while it was happening.
Oh, I see, go on.
I didnt just lose count of the rapes while he had me, I have no idea how many orgasms I had.  20?  30?  He only had me 8 days.
Oh, I didnt know it was that long and no one missed you?
No.
Oh?
Im just trying to understand how he conquered me like that, physically, mentally and emotionally.  I became his toy to do anything he wanted, and I did anything he wanted.  I both hated it and loved it.  I just dont understand what was wrong with me to act that way?  He made me his fuck toy.  He made me his slut.  He told me that, and it was true.
Well, we will talk you through this, but its going to take many sessions.  Unfortunately, we are out of time.  Please make another appointment for next week.

Dr. Cummings watches a distressed and confused Caroline leave her office, and then calls her husband.
Hi, can you leave work now and meet me at home?
***  You can, good.
***  Why, well do you remember when we were dating and you used to tie me up in play while we made love?
*******  I knew you would.  I need you to do that to me as soon as we can get home.  Im canceling all my afternoon appointments.
****  I dont care what you use to tie me up!  Just find something quick, and I want you to be very rough with me!

June 23, 2015, 10:05:28 PM
Reply #15

Online Jed

<9 weeks after she was released>

That man over there seems familiar.  Im going to walk closer to see if I know him.  He looks like hes definitely well over 30 but not yet 40.  Hes not bad looking.  Hes staring at me now, but then Im walking up to him.  Was he in the hotel lobby when it all started?  I think so, but theres something else about him.  Why did I get so close?  I walked right up to him?

How have you been Caroline?

Oh my God its him!!!!  I should run and scream, but Im frozen right here.  I cant move!!!  No one is around us!!  He could take me again and do whatever he wants!  Again!!!!  Oh my God, hes put his hands on my shoulders.  I cant move!  I cant look him in the eyes.  God, Im shaking!!!

Did you miss me Caroline?

Caroline shakes her head no, and wonders why she doesnt run away.  They stand there silently for a couple minutes, and then her well-manicured hand reaches out trembling and touches the crotch of the man.  She brushes her hand along his length feeling the outline of it through his trousers as it begins to harden.  With increasing assurance, she begins kneading his crotch bringing him to a full erection.  Speaking softly she says, Can we skip the blindfold this time, and not use some of the other stuff?

You dont need the blindfold anymore Caroline, but I will use whatever stuff I want on you.

Caroline feels him pressing on her shoulders.  Nodding acceptance she begins lowering herself to her knees in front of him.  Once on her knees with hands that were no longer trembling, she begins opening his pants with more self-confidence than she had shown in doing anything these last 9 weeks.  Working her jaw to loosen it and mentally relaxing her throat Caroline thought, Alright you bastard, Im going to show you Ive lost none of my expertise.

The End

February 01, 2017, 08:32:01 PM
Reply #16

Offline Babysitter19

Wow Jed, that was great! I loved the twist at the end, and the visuals and vid along the way were great additions.