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My words
OK, I admit it, my "rapes" AREN'T very realistic. I might go on about how they are as close as you can get to the real thing, save for going out in a very short skirt to a bar near an open prison and spiking your own drink with Rohypnol, but I must confess I'm not being totally honest. You see, the average rape in the real world lasts for less than five minutes. Mine last for five hours.
Of course I do do quicker ones. Though the "quicker" is all relative. In my world "quicker" lasts for about an hour and a half. (Though if anyone does have a specific "rape" fantasy that's shorter - 10 minutes, 30 minutes, 1 hour - I'm sure something can be arranged!). This particular "rape" was one of my quicker ones, and as such was a little more straightforwardly rape-y than some of the recent ones on the weblog. The play was still at the harder end of the scale though. This is of course totally adjustable, and not all of my "rapes" are this ... err ... brutal!
Let me set the scene. This was the first part of a double header. I was driving up the M1 to see my parents for the weekend, and I'd said to Victim H I "might" pop in on my way up North as I would be driving past her door. I also may have "mentioned" that I would be heading back down on the Sunday evening. On Friday night she texted me and accidentally let slip where she usually hid the spare key to the front door. How careless...
Her words
I'd awoken at half past seven and didn't think I'd be able to get back to sleep. I must have been awake a good hour; my stomach felt bad. I couldn't quite work out whether this was due to the meal and wine I'd had the night before, or the fact you were coming round. No times had been discussed; I just knew you'd arrive at some point during the morning.
I had got back to sleep, for what felt like a good while. Suddenly I was aware of your presence. I'm unsure whether you had been in the room for sometime, or whether you'd just come in. I thought at first you were behind me, but you weren't; I opened my eyes and realised you'd walked around the bed and were stood in front of me. I think I jumped a little upon realising you were there. You made your move and covered my mouth quickly and harshly with your hand. You in fact covered my mouth and nose with your hand, stopping me from breathing. I grabbed your hand and tried to move it away so that I could breathe. It would not budge. I started to resist and I tried to fight you off. This is absolutely not my play-style, but I didn't feel as though I was 'playing'; it felt 100% real. I was struggling for breath; I don't know if this had anything to do with the fact that I'd only just woken up, but I felt a little panicky, as though I had to have air.
You were on top of me restraining me with your bodyweight, still having your hand over my mouth and nose, interrupting my airflow. I struggled against you in vain. You told me not to resist you, as I could do nothing to stop you. You pulled me off the bed and I was on my back on the floor, still trying to pull your hand from my face. You sat over me, restraining my entire limb collection with your bodyweight. Although I still felt panicky I knew I could do nothing else to resist and I began to calm down a little. I was verbally begging you for air by this time, every time my mouth was momentarily uncovered. You told me that I could only have air when you allowed it. I already knew this was the case. Although my resistance was completely unintentional, and as I far as I was concerned it was totally 'real', I found it a huge turn-on. And looking back on the scene I find it a massive turn-on. I didn't think resisting and being overpowered would do so much for me (being submissive), but it did.
You reached into your bag and you turned me onto my front. You roughly pulled my arms up behind my back so that you could restrain them. I encountered feelings of total surrender at this point, which I usually feel when I play with you, but rarely this early on in a scene. You turned me onto my back so that my tightly restrained wrists were underneath my body. This hurt me. I felt your foot make heavy contact with my side. You started to kick my legs open, and I knew my legs should have been open in your presence, but I find this so difficult as you kick me in the cunt and it hurts.
You persisted in kicking the shit out of me. My sides, my arms, my thighs, my cunt. I had nothing to protect myself; my arms were restrained. I was up against the base of the bed and I tried to bury myself under it, in a useless attempt to get away from you. You really weren't messing about. You had never laid into me this hard before. I remember almost crying, but I was acutely aware of how turned on I was and I hate crying in session as I think it shows my weakness. You told me that I could try and scramble wherever I liked, but there was no getting away from you. You were undoubtedly right…
I remember my thighs feeling terribly bruised and tender and I began praying silently for you to stop beating me. Suddenly you lifted me to my feet by my hair and pushed me head first into the bed, my feet still on the floor, and you told me to stick my arse out as much as I could. I heard you quickly removing your trousers, which made my cunt twinge.
You thrust your cock inside me without touching it first. You never touch my cunt before you rape me. I love this. I'm sure you could tell just by looking, how wet it was. You raped my cunt hard from the off. You'd been away and it had been four weeks since my last rape. My cunt was totally accepting of your enormous cock, and it felt fucking gorgeous to have it denting my cervix after only seconds of being inside me. I love it when you fuck me hard; I was half expecting you to tease me with it, as you sometimes do. But you didn't, I was getting the whole lot; eight inches ramming away, with your balls slapping my cunt as it went. I tilted my arse up a little more, allowing your cock to reach just that little bit deeper, and allowing me to orgasm as you pumped away inside me. This was rapidly followed by another beautiful climax, of equal proportions as the first, most probably the result of my eager cunt making the most of what it had missed.
You reached up for one of the pillows whilst still thrusting away at me. You removed the pillowcase and pulled it over my head. I still haven't seen you, so I gathered this wasn't to be the intended day that I did! You pushed me further onto the bed and you carried on fucking me hard. After a while you turned me over and went to climb on top of me. You replaced the restraints for 'kinder' restraints, and you attached my wrists together underneath my legs, so that my legs were high and open, and my soaking wet cunt was on full display for you.
You climbed onto me and fucked me hard. You brought your face close to mine, yet I couldn't see you, which I find such a turn-on. As you fucked me, you were subjecting me to sharp pain wherever you chose to sink your teeth into me. You were biting my face, my neck, my chest and my breasts. I worried slightly when you were biting my nipples; due to previous conversations we had had, on whether or not they would stay attached! This does excite me, when your mouth is around my nipples, although it makes me yelp when you bite too hard…
You pulled out of my cunt with your cock and you put your mouth on my cunt. I've had to just stop and wank whilst I thought about you doing this, as it was just so fucking horny. Cumming whilst you give me oral is such a massive thing for me because you are the first and only person to ever make me cum this way; it kind of teeters me on the edge for ages, then my body just explodes into convulsing waves of pleasure. It's quite different somehow to a 'fuck' orgasm.
Your tongue lashed around my clit, licking and sucking and having the occasional bite of my cunt. It didn't feel as though it took me long to ascend into climax.
You then forced me up onto my knees. I felt kind of deflated; my body was still reeling from such intense pleasure, but I knew I had to 'trade' the good with the bad. And I knew the bad was on its' way…
You pushed your cock into my cunt and gave me a few thrusts. I knew the purpose of this, and I was already in panic-mode and was trying really hard to remain calm. You soaked your cock in my cunt juices (this is the only lube you will use for raping my arse), removed your cock from my cunt and guided it towards my not-touched-for-four-weeks arsehole. One may have been forgiven for thinking that with all the recent 'exercise' my arsehole has been subjected to, that it may have grown to be a little more welcoming for your cock, but it hasn't. Particularly now, it was as tight as ever.
As soon as just the end of your cock was inside me, I lurched forward in total agony, pulling my arse clear of your cock. I know this didn't please you, but the pain really was that intense. This didn't faze you and you just moved forward and reinserted your cock. I believe I was pleading and verbally protesting to you, which of course you didn't listen to. You physically held me down and told me angrily to keep still. This scared me, and you know I hate to let you down, but my body wouldn't do what I wanted it to do.
As your cock sank into my arsehole again, stretching my tight skin, the pain seared through my entire body, causing me to buck and squirm and try anything to get my arse away from you. By this time I was at the top of the bed and the wall was preventing me shuffling any further forward. One thing about you, which is possibly one of the things I like most about you, is that if you say it goes, it goes. I have never played with a safeword with anybody (a safeword totally loses the aspect of control for me), and I've always played with very few limits (there's none in place for you). I have been in situations with others though, where I haven't been pushed to my limits as much as I would have liked, or have been able. You do push me, and just because I cry or scream or show signs of being in intense pain, it doesn't stop you reaching your intended target. I would never cry and scream for the purpose of gaining empathy from you; it's not my style and I know it simply would not wash and you will only stop something when you want it to stop. I cannot put into words how much this turns me on, knowing that you will do whatever you want to my body (and head!), regardless of how much I don't want you to, or how much pain or discomfort I am in. You push my body further than anyone else ever has, and it always amazes me how much I'm so hugely turned on despite my suffering.
Anyway, this is the point I was at. I genuinely thought that this was the day that your cock would not be able to fully penetrate my arsehole, it really was just that painful. I was worrying about letting you down, and worrying how disappointed you would be with me. After the first few attempts I knew there was nowhere else for me to go, and that whatever I did and whatever I said, you were going to rape my arse. Even from the couple of partial thrusts my arsehole had already endured, it felt as though it was on fire! I buried my still-hooded head into the bed, and you buried your cock into my arsehole. You momentarily kept your cock still for a few seconds to allow my arse to get used to you being in there (I think personally it needed an hour or so!), and you began thrusting my arse. We have a 'pain level' and 'pleasure level' for anal, and it usually begins at about 7 or 8/pain, 2 or 3/pleasure, but always ends up at 0/pain and 10/pleasure! This was definitely 10/pain, 0/pleasure. I can't even describe the level of pain I was in at this point, except to say I was sweating cold and I was crying (I very, very rarely cry through sheer pain).
As you carried on thrusting your cock into my arse, it slowly began to be pleasurable. Admittedly it did take longer than usual, but it was getting there. Your balls were slapping my cunt, which was helping me and I reached down with my hand and my fingers found my sodden cunt. You told me to feel myself being fucked without anything being in my cunt, which I did. It felt awesome; being fucked hard with my cunt empty and dripping wet. I reached for your balls, which were soaking wet with my juices from slapping against my saturated cunt. My hand wandered back up and stopped on my clit, which was swollen and protruding. I began to rub myself, notching me a few places up the 'pleasure level'. You never lost rhythm fucking my arse. You were ensuring every thrust was up to your balls, filling my rectum with the entirety of your cock. Feeling your balls slapping and slipping against my otherwise empty cunt, and my clit being stimulated by myself, my orgasm then built quickly. If I am subjected to extreme pain or extreme anything, it tends to result in an extreme orgasm, which I then had. I suppose this makes sense really. It was one that started from my toes and ripped nice and slowly through my entire body, your cock having total control of prolonging it and fucking waves of pleasure through me.
You pulled out of my arse and you came and sat on the bed in front of me. You removed my 'hood' so as my mouth was accessible and you fed your cock into my mouth.
You then made me tongue your arsehole as you wanked. I love doing this. I have no reasons I can give you for doing so, I just do. I tried to tongue fuck your arsehole, which I was more successful with than on previous occasions of me doing this. I was thoroughly enjoying having you in my mouth, and pushing my tongue inside you as far as I could. You eventually stopped wanking and you pulled my head up to your cock again. I sucked your cock, and I made a huge effort to deep throat your cock as much as I could. I was quite impressed with my efforts, and I was thoroughly enjoying pleasuring you with my mouth – I'd never enjoyed sucking cock as much as this, I really felt as though I could have just stayed doing that forever. I was almost disappointed when you removed your cock from my mouth and you 'hooded' me again.
You told me to sit on your cock. You've never had me do this before, but you knew I craved it as I told you I'd had that dream a while ago about it. Did I look like a kid just been given its' own sweet shop? I felt like one… I sat astride you and let your cock slide deep inside me. It reached all the way to my cervix; it felt wonderful. I started to ride your cock, gently letting it move around inside me, feeling full up but creating different sensations from different walls of my vagina it was probing. I reached down for my clit (again!), which just seemed such a natural progression at the time. You started to pull at my nipples, which were hard and erect, pulling them and squeezing them until I whimpered in pain. This was an absolute sure-fire way to get me to orgasm. It didn't take long. I believe that internally, my tits are directly linked to my cunt, and when they're touched / hurt when something is on or in my cunt, it's next-stop-climax! And so I did. I rode your cock through my first cum, and thrusting down as hard as I could on your cock, initiated a second orgasm whilst sitting on you so deep that your balls were rubbing my labia.
You pushed me backwards onto the bed and entered me. You began fucking my already battered cunt so hard. I had already cum more times than is good for me by now, and now it was your turn. I could tell you weren't far away. The feeling of having you thrusting deep inside me was too much and I came again. I remember I was holding you inside me and was attempting with every muscle of my body to get closer to you in order that you could penetrate me deeper. I came again. Your rhythm had picked up to such an extent that you were seriously fucking the life out of me. God knows how much noise I was making! You bashed away at me, with full fast lengths of thick, hard cock, making me cum the last time, just as you too came.
I can't believe I came three times in the space of you saying you were cumming and then actually cumming. This is from the girl who never had a vaginal orgasm until a few years ago, and who's vaginal orgasms since then you could probably list on the back of a postcard.
You left me on the bed, my whole body shaking from orgasm fallout, whilst you got dressed. You pulled my 'hood' up so far as to expose my mouth and you kissed me. You then left. I must have lay on the bed for at least 45 minutes before removing the 'hood' and actually moving.
I know we sessioned the next day, which was very different but absolutely fantastic, which actually 'watered down' this rape in my head a little, which was a shame. I suppose there was just so much in my head to think about, and naturally your memory goes back to the most recent events, doesn't it? I remember texting my friend afterwards and telling her I'd just had the best fuck I'd ever had in my life. It did, and still does, feel like that. Whether or not it was because you'd been on holiday and my cunt had missed Mr.P, or whether it had been four weeks of anticipation build up, or whether it was just simply very 'fuck' with not much else, I don't know. I do know it's been a lot of years (if ever) that I've enjoyed actual sex to that extent, and I wouldn't have believed you if you had told me a few months ago how much I was capable of enjoying it.
One thing that I do have to mention is how much I was / am scared of you. Some people posting on your weblog have suggested that after the first rape, it is impossible to replicate the feelings of fear. I wholeheartedly, totally disagree with this. My fear escalates the more I see you, to the point where the past few times it has resulted (I believe) in physical indications. I can't see why fear should subside, if what you fear is still there. It's like if you get run over by a truck, the next time you're in the middle of the road with a truck coming towards you, will you feel no fear because you have already experienced its' effects? Total bollocks so far as I can see. Needless to say, I do fear you, as much as I ever have, which I really cannot see changing.
| 23 Sep 09, 8:16 PM Spongey UK(SN), 3 yrs |
sounds amazing! very jealous! Butter wouldn't melt x | |||
| 23 Sep 09, 8:20 PM Cake_x 2 yrs  |
Another great read. Thanks again HS xx | |||
| 24 Sep 09, 8:37 AM Heaven_Sent UK(NW), 4 yrs |
Yes he did. BECAUSE I ASKED HIM TO. Hey, you stick with your spanking, and I'll stick to my beating beaten and 'raped', eh? I won't pass unnecessary comments on what you do, and how's about you do the same? If you don't like it - DON'T READ IT. Simple.
Someone, somewhere, once upon a time, told me this was a BDSM-related website. Seems they were mistaken
What complete and utter tosh.
If you think he's fantasising, why on earth are you on your high horse about it?? I think the definition of pathetic my darling, is the post you've written on here. I'm surprised you're into BDSM, after demonstrating how small minded you are. HS | |||
| 24 Sep 09, 8:56 AM Heaven_Sent UK(NW), 4 yrs |
Another great read as a result of another great 'rape' You're more than welcome, although the pleasure was all mine (well, some was Mr F2F's too!) HS x
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| 24 Sep 09, 8:04 PM Cake_x 2 yrs |
I've spoken directly with HS and i can confirm that she is one VERY happy and GENUINE kinkster. What ever she does and who she does it with does not in any way harm you. 2 consenting adults fulfilling their own personal Kinks. Good luck and long may it continue i say!
HS - you go sista! .... I hope you enjoy tomorrow ... and manage to keep you wellies on Lxxx
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| 24 Sep 09, 11:21 PM latexsafi UK(SO), 4 yrs |
Well I for one am looking forward to the next instalment, although I'll probably get a first hand account before I read it here. Have fun, S x | |||
| 25 Sep 09, 11:12 AM Heaven_Sent UK(NW), 4 yrs |
I'm a bit more worried about my knickers at the moment, rather than my wellies | |||
| 26 Sep 09, 8:59 AM Heaven_Sent UK(NW), 4 yrs |
Attacked? I think they simply look like civil responses to the un-civil comments you posted.
The owner of the weblog you have posted on (the "pathetic self fantasizing fuck", remember?), hasn't replied to your post, other people have who don't agree with your comments. It is only up to the owner of the weblog to enable/disable replies, no-one else. If you don't like replies that make you feel "attacked", don't post in the first place.
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