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My words
This "rape" took place the evening after the morning before. If you read the last entry on the weblog you'll know the background to this one. Again it was a quickie (albeit an hour and a half of quickie), with the emphasis again on out and out rape. Anyone else fancy an intruder in their house?
Her words
Because I'd been that scared when you came into the bedroom to me, I knew that the best bet would be for me to live my life 'as normal' until you arrived. I must admit, I had lost complete track of time and I know what a pain in the arse the motorway can be at that time on a Sunday, so I certainly wasn't expecting you early. I'd got in, had a nice bath, and was catching up with the previous nights' happenings on Facebook and was having a couple of text conversations. I thought also I would hear you come into the house, albeit I did have the TV on.
Suddenly I caught a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye. I about jumped out of my skin! I wasn't expecting you just then, or I was expecting to hear you before I saw you. I had time to throw my laptop on the floor, and you were on top of me, towering above me, holding a knife to my face. I was petrified. You were talking to me, threatening me. I often don't remember afterwards what you've said to me; I think you were probably telling me to do as you instructed me to. You had the blade of the knife to my face and you were looking at me coldly. Although I have still never seen your face, you had a balaclava on; I do like having eye contact with you. It turns me on because you look so cold, yet meaningful. That makes my cunt wet(ter).
You got off me and told me to stand up and face you, which I did. You sat down on the other settee, knife in hand, just looking at me. This made me feel extremely uncomfortable. I don't know if you caught me looking towards the door but you told me I could try and run if I wanted to, but it would be useless as I wouldn't be able to get away from you. I knew this; I wasn't that foolish.
You ordered me to undress. I only had my pyjamas on, but I did feel incredibly uncomfortable and vulnerable having to undress in front of you whilst you sat and watched me, almost nonchalantly, your knife always on view. You videoed me getting undressed, which made this even more humiliating for me. You stood up and told me to lie face down on the floor, spreading my arms and legs. I was shaking; I was so scared. You pulled my head back, pushed a gag into my mouth and tied it tightly, saying that you weren't going to have any noise out of me today. It worried me gagging me at this stage, as you obviously had intentions of hurting me…
You started kicking me. I was still bruised and battered from the previous day and particularly my thighs were extremely painful. I was willing you to not go too heavy on these areas. Saying this, I do find it rather horny being beat on top of existing beatings, so long as the same person administers the beatings. You carried on kicking my body, and being face down I could not tell where you were going to make contact next. I struggle keeping myself spread for you when you beat me, but I endeavour to do so else I know I'll get beat further for not being where you want me to be.
I heard you remove the belt from your trousers. You gave me a few thrashes across my arse and legs, which stung my skin and made me move. I moved over to my side, trying in vain to escape your belt that kept making sharp, painful contact with my skin. I was trying to protect myself with my hands, but that doesn't stop you and sometimes your belt hurts more on my hands and arms than it does on my arse and legs. You pushed me onto my front again and restrained my hands together, and turned me back over. You took your trousers off and stood over me. Your cock looked enormous and hard, and I knew you would abuse me with it.
You started videoing me. You told me to open my eyes. They were already open. I was told to open them wider, which I tried to do. You weren't satisfied and you were pulling my eyes open, and then pushing your thumbs into them. You then pushed a couple of fingers inside my cunt and I felt ashamed of how wet I was. You held my face and slapped it hard, and repeated the other side. It was hard, and it did hurt, but it turned me on so much.
You thrashed me again with your belt. Across my arse and legs. Again I moved to try to escape the pain and I ended up on my front. You thrashed my inner thighs, which hurt immensely, and completely took my breath away. I think I was making quite a lot of noise, even though I was gagged. You put your balaclava on me backwards so that I could not see. You looped your belt around my neck and pulled it tight. Immediately I felt it strangling me and I got the tingly 'spacey' feeling, as though I was heading for blackout. I love this; I just find it so incredibly horny, I suppose because I am so much out of control and I'm dependent upon you for my life. I think you had me up on my knees a couple of times as you lifted the belt higher.
You forced me back down onto my back. I heard you go to your bag (I hate that, as I'm never sure of what 'surprise' you've got for me next) and you started writing on me. I obviously had no idea at this time what you had written on me, but I was aware of you taking photos of me.
You made me kneel on the settee and you told me to stick my arse out. My hands were still restrained behind my back; I was gagged and hooded. You pushed your cock into my cunt and you told me to push backwards onto it. I was as wet as hell, and was desperate to have your cock inside me but I found it difficult to force my body backwards as I had no arms and nothing to lever myself against. You instructed me to rape myself on your cock, which I endeavoured to do. Although this feels good, I hate it because I always think it's inferior to how you rape me. You took over and proceeded to rape my cunt so hard, much harder than I could ever do. You carried on raping my cunt. Your belt was still around my neck and you took hold of it. This seriously does it for me and I could soon feel myself unable to get air into my lungs, and sinking into blackout. At the same time I felt my orgasm building and as I felt myself slipping into blackness I could feel your fat cock pounding my cunt, which sent my body convulsing into climax.
You released the belt from my neck, allowing air into my lungs and you fucked me a while longer.
I was then hauled up, which I struggled with as my legs were shaking and I was still restrained, and you pushed me backwards over the arm of the other sofa. You wanted my arse on the edge and I had gone too far back, so you told me to lift up more, which I struggled with, as I had no arms. I think you fucked me a short while in this position, then you put your fingers inside my cunt. The second you did this I squirted. You had put a towel under my arse, which was a good job because the idea, so you told me, was to make me squirt and for you to fuck my squirt juices back inside me with your cock. This in principle should have worked, as my cunt was tilted upwards and a small amount of fluid should have stayed put. But I was squirting so much it was overflowing my cunt and going everywhere. I could feel it spurting and gushing out of me. You said afterwards that you were trying to stop me squirting so much!
You put your cock inside me and fucked my cunt that was full of my squirt juice. You withdrew, put your fingers inside me and instantly made me squirt again. You again fucked my cunt, some of the juices you were forced back inside me; some were flowing out of my cunt. You repeated this several times, it really was as horny as fuck.
You pulled out and put your fingers inside me again. You added finger after finger and pushed your knuckles inside me. You needed no artificial lube whatsoever, I supplied more than enough of my own. I was making a lot of noise by this point, even though I was gagged. You were fisting me pretty hard and I just couldn't cope with it. My cunt was extremely sensitive, probably after the battering it had taken the previous day, and it had already been fucked hard. It was still squirting as you were fisting me.
You kept your hand inside me and slowed down the movement. You put your mouth on my clit and began licking me. This turned me straight back onto the pleasure scale; it felt fucking awesome. As you licked and sucked my clit, you started moving your hand very slowly inside me. I was still squirting and I know I was squirting over your face. This is such a huge turn-on. You built up the hand movement, never losing attention to my clit, whilst gently pounding away inside me with your fist. I knew I was going to cum, though it did the normal thing with oral, and kept me hanging on for what appeared an age. I love this, and I almost didn't want to cum, as it felt so good. You started to fist me with more force, and burying my entire clit inside your mouth. Orgasm ripped through my body in a way I've never known before. You carried on fist fucking me and giving me oral, and I carried on cumming. It was incredibly intense, incredibly long, and incredibly horny. It just kept on coming; wave after wave of pleasure firing through my body. It really was the longest, and best, orgasm I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Eventually I stopped cumming, and I started begging you to stop. I think you could tell I was done for.
You removed your hand from me, which I thought would hurt as it often does, but it didn't hurt at all and you managed to remove it quite easily. But I was rather wet by this time!
You ordered me to get off the settee and kneel down on the floor. You removed my gag and uncovered my face enough to gain access to my mouth. You made me tongue your arsehole whilst you wanked. I was still reeling from orgasm and was loving pushing my tongue inside your arsehole and licking you. I then had your solid cock thrust into my mouth and I was ordered to suck it. You said it was ideal, as my hands could not get in the way, because they were still restrained behind me. I adore sucking your cock and I was making the most of it. Again, I was pleased with my ability to deep-throat you; I think I'm definitely improving.
You told me that if you didn't cum in my mouth, that you would have to fuck me up my arse, which I was completely dreading as it was seriously in tatters from the previous day. After a while of sucking your cock, you suggested that you set a time limit in which I had to make you cum in my mouth, else my arse was going to get it. I was doing well up until this point, taking your cock in my mouth and sucking you deep to your balls. You set an alarm, for four minutes. You said you promised not to stop yourself from cumming. You told me when the time started and I carried on orally pleasuring you. You kept telling me how much time I had left and it put me under too much pressure. You knew you were doing this, as I know you didn't want me to succeed. You appeared to be enjoying yourself, but you didn't cum. The alarm went off and you informed me that I had failed in my task – as if I didn't already know! I felt completely deflated and I carried on sucking your cock in the hope I got a last minute reprieve…
You made me get up; you wanted me to kneel on the settee. My legs were completely dead through kneeling on the floor too long and I struggled to get up. I managed to kneel up on the sofa and you gagged me again before pulling my arse cheeks apart. You pushed your tongue inside my arse, to prepare it for your cock. You spat on it and pushed your fingers inside me. It felt extremely sore from the previous day. I remember you getting your pen again and writing something across my arse I think at this point. You pushed fingers inside me again and slowly fed your cock into my arse. The pain was almost un-describable and I'm sure I was making a lot of noise. I remember biting into the gag to try and stifle my cries, as I was conscious of how much noise I was making. You got your cock inside me and you told me to let my arse get used to your cock, which I did. It was excruciating, but it did get more bearable the longer your cock was in there.
You started fucking my arse. Like the previous day, it started so painfully but got more pleasurable the more you fucked me. You ordered me to hold your balls, which I did, and then I kept my hand there feeling them slapping on my cunt. The pain and the pleasure mixed again for me and I climaxed. You removed my gag as I was in quite an awkward position and my face was crammed into the back of the settee and it must have sounded as though I couldn't breath properly. You were close to cumming and you were now pumping your cock hard, deep into me until you did.
You ordered me to lie face down on the floor. I was still hooded and still had your belt around my neck. You left me on the floor and you got dressed. You took the balaclava from me, and put it on yourself. You took the belt and told me to go upstairs. You thrashed my arse as I went upstairs in front of you. I was ordered to lie in the bath face up.
I looked up at you and you got your cock out. You started to piss on me, you pissed up and down my entire body, and you pissed in my cunt. I opened my mouth and you pissed in it. I swallowed as much as I could of your piss; I took a few very large mouthfuls. You pissed all over my face and hair. You put your cock back in your trousers and you left. Shutting the bathroom door behind you and leaving me in the dark, lying in a rather large pool of your piss.
| 29 Sep 09, 8:11 PM Cake_x 2 yrs  |
Once again, thanks for sharing  | |
| 26 Sep 10, 7:08 PM slutboyuk2001 UK(PE), 2 yrs |
i dont suppose you offer this "service" to sub guys to? | |
| 17 Oct 10, 7:28 AM Forced2Fuck UK(NW), 3 yrs |
No, I'm afraid I don't. Unlike Yorkie, "it's only for girls". That said, sub guys as part of a MF couple can be catered for, either by me as a lone rapist or by me and my (female) partner (@Abduct_n_Fucked)... Go and get yourself a girfriend slutboy... |
