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A role-play with my boyfriend..
(RAPE)
I have gotta say, the actual reality of being raped, whether you're a real
woman, a TV, or even a guy, is pretty horrific. If it was being done by
several men, it would be a very painful, potentially physically damaging,
unpleasant experience. It sounds horny and slutty, the ultimate submissive
position to be in, but by the third or fourth hard fucking, it would be
all pain and no pleasure for me. So I can't say I like the idea in
reality, although in fantasy, like a lot of us girls, well, that's a
different matter!
Fortunately I have a regular boyfriend and he loves to play out his, and
my fantasies in consensual role-play games. Some of the games we have
played are rape scenes. Usually starting with him stood outside the front
door of our apartment, and me wearing something girly and sexy, waiting
inside. Sometimes our game involves me being a TV and my rapist actually
knows beforehand that I am a TV. Sometimes it involves my potential
rapist, pretending to think that I am actually a young woman, then
realising as he assaults me, that I am not! That I am obviously an
inexperienced TV who just dresses in her own apartment in privacy. A young
TV who has never been seen dressed by anyone else, and has certainly never
had her ass taken by a man before. Well gotta have something that's a bit
painful and humiliating to get the effect of a real rape!
The last little game we played involved the latter as its storyline basis.
That I have dressed in private, for my own pleasure, and he is a serial
rapist, that has been preying on real girls in the area. I had taken my
time to get ready, had a long hot bath while shaving my body completely,
then rubbed moisturiser all over myself. I like to be smooth all over when
I am dressed, it makes it feel more authentic, plus the feel of the
stockings, lingerie and other clothing against my smooth skin is a very
sexy feeling.
I had started by putting on my make-up, I have had quite a lot of practice
at this and can do it pretty well. The foundation covered any maleness in
my face, the eyes were done with a thick pencil line, with lashings of
thick mascara for effect. I had used a light pink eye shadow with a
lighter almost white coat in the sockets, all blended in, so you couldn't
see where the two colours actually met. My lips had been painted first as
an undercoat with bright red, then three layers of lipstick, pressing a
tissue between my lips after each layer. This helps compress and set it so
it lasts much longer, finishing them off with a coat of lip-gloss. I then
applied a little reddish blusher to the line of my cheek bones and dusted
some theatrical powder all over.
Next, I started to dress, I had decided to wear an office girl/secretary
look, as if I was a real girl and had just got home from work. Sliding the
little pale pink G-string panties up my legs, always makes me feel horny,
then adding the matching pale pink bra, popping in the silicon C-cup
breast forms. I put the matching pale pink garter belt on over the top.
Now I know that most TVs put the panties on over the garter and I can see
why, it's much easier to remove them for sex! For me though, I prefer the
garter over the top as it keeps the lines straighter. I find the other way
round makes the straps pull the panties slightly away from my body when
they stretch, spoiling the snugness of the fit over my clitty. Also I was
dressing for the feminine look and as I was pretending to be a virgin for
this game, I would obviously not be expecting to be seen by anyone else,
let alone be having sex with them!
I rolled the silky stockings onto my shaven smooth legs, the feel is so
feminine, so sexy that I always feel one hundred percent female doing
this. I clipped them to the garter belt, watching myself in the mirror,
twisting my body round like a woman has to, to accomplish this. Then I
stepped into my four inch heeled black court shoes, followed by the
shortish, above the knee, tight black skirt, with very thin white
pinstripes through it, to give it a more business like look. I choose a
longish, silky, pale pink blouse and left the top two buttons undone and a
three inch wide black belt to go over it, around my waist. I find a belt
done reasonably tight in that position brings my waist in a little
accentuating the feminine look of my hips more. Finally I added some pink
and white pearls around my neck, with matching bracelets, two finger rings
and put a little pink stud in my pierced navel. I put on my shoulder
length, real hair, brunette wig. Then after brushing and styling it into
place with my hair straighteners, I sprayed a liberal amount of expensive
perfume all over and sat in the living room to wait for the game to begin.
My boyfriend had gone to a local bar for a couple of hours to give me time
to prepare. We had arranged for me to sms text message him from my cell-
phone when I was ready, then he would knock on the front door and we would
start from there. I duly texted him and did not have to wait long for his
return.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
"Hello, who is it?" I shouted as I approached the door.
"Parcel delivery, love," he replied.
At first I was reluctant to answer the door, as I certainly did not want
to be seen dressed like this by the delivery man, but I was expecting an
important parcel and did not want to miss it. As it was quite dark in the
hallway I thought I would take the chance, surely in this light he would
really think I was a girl? I decided to take the chance. I unlocked the
door and opened it, big mistake!
My boyfriend is bigger and stronger than me, so when he pushed at the
door, it pushed me back into the hallway too. There was a genuine shock
for me too, as he was wearing a leather face mask, which I did not know he
owned. He had bought it as a surprise! There always is a little bit of
natural fear and anxiety for me when we play these games. Even though I
know it's really just my boyfriend and it is only a game. There is still
the uncertainty of not knowing just what he will do to me, how he'll treat
me, what he will say to me, how and where he will actually rape me, etc.
Also I realise that this is a domination fantasy for him too, that when he
does fuck me, it will not be as the gentle considerate lover that he
usually is. It will be rape, he will not really care if he hurts me a
little when he is inside me and will not be too concerned if I choke and
gag when he face-fucks me either. I think all men have a bit of this dark
side to their sexuality. When they are on their final cum-strokes inside
you, they are usually past caring about your welfare. Their sole objective
is, just to empty their balls in your ass or mouth as quick as possible.
He immediately grabbed my throat with one hand and effortlessly pushed me
up against the wall. Holding me at arms length and kicking the door shut
behind him, he ordered me to, "Shut ya fucking mouth cunt, scream and ill
fucking kill you, ya bitch."
I fell back in shock, as he pushed a ball-gag into my mouth.
"Here you are slut, bite on this," he growled, spinning me around to face
the wall.
I felt the gag being in tied behind my head, the adrenaline pumping round
my body.
Next he pulled my arms up my back and cuffed my wrists together. He pulled
out a knife and waved it under my nose.
"Any trouble off you, you little cunt and Ill cut ya fucking throat, got
it?"
He slid a blindfold on me over my head, checking it to make sure it was
doing its job. I heard a zip sound as he took off his mask.
"Now then sweetheart," he whispered menacingly in my ear, "Have some of
this." He held a bottle of open poppers under my nostril and forced me to
inhale.
"Tonight, you are going to be my cute, sexy, little girlfriend and I like
to play rough with my cute, sexy, little girlfriends," he laughed.
"You are going to be a good girl and co-operate with me aren't you
darling, or you know what will happen," he sneered.
I nodded my head a little, the effect of the poppers made me go weak at
the knees, everything was spinning around. I was more afraid of what this
man would do when he realised that I was in fact a TV and not what he was
expecting. What would he do when he found out the truth? Recoil in horror
and leave? Beat the crap out of me for wasting his time? Or even kill me
out of anger?
"Now then bitch, let's have a look round, see where I'm gonna rape you
first," he said.
He pulled me up the hallway, further into my apartment. He must have
pushed open the bedroom door, because he said, "Mmmm the bedroom, very
nice, but I don't think so just yet, we have all night to play in the
bedroom, I'll save that until later."
He pushed me further down the hallway and into the living room.
"Oh yes, this is better, I'll rape you a few times in here first, get your
ass warmed up before I take you to bed, ha ha ha."
I felt him drag me across the room and throw me down, roughly onto the
sofa.
"Ok you little slut, let's have a good look at my new cute, little
girlfriend. I like the way you're dressed girl, very pretty and sexy, I
hope you're wearing pretty, cute, sexy panties for your new boyfriend?" he
laughed.
I felt him put his hands over my false tits, squeezing them through my
blouse.
"But first princess, let's have a little play with your titties."
He ripped it open and put his hand inside my bra and squeezed.
"Mmmm what's this," he exclaimed. "False tits bitch? Now why would a
little girly wear false tits? Are you really that flat-chested?" he
laughed.
He slipped his hand under them and squeezed quite hard on first one
nipple, then the other, making me squirm and bringing tears to my eyes.
"Oh," he said mockingly.
"Did that hurt cunt? Better get used to a bit of pain bitch, I told you I
like to play rough with my girlfriends, and I'm gonna be here all night
playing with you. You're mine now, no escape, you're gonna be my own
little fuck-toy, to use until the sun comes up. Now if you wanna still be
alive by then, you had best co-operate and do exactly what I tell you. If
you scream or try to escape, I'll slit your throat right there and then
bitch, you understand me?"
I tried to mumble the words yes, please don't kill me, I'll do anything
you ask through my gag and nodded my head frantically.
"Good girl, good little fuck-toy, you will obey me as your master, you
worthless cunt."
He pushed me back onto the sofa, throwing my legs onto it, so I was lay
out across it, then tying my ankles together to prevent me from kicking
out. He must be kneeling at the side as he gave me more poppers and
whispered menacingly in my ear, "Here you are bitch, this should keep you
docile for a while, until you get used to and accept your new situation."
I felt his hands rub up my stockings, reaching the top, feeling my garter
straps, he stopped and said, "Well well, you are a good little girl, real
stockings and suspenders, my favourite, you must have known I was coming."
He laughed.
He pushed on further, pulling my skirt up to expose a flash of my panties.
"Oh yes, sexy, little, girly, pink panties," he exclaimed.
"Very pretty slut, do you always put your pretty little panties on when
you are expecting your boyfriend to call round?" he sneered.
"Mmmm a matching garter-belt too, you must be gagging for a man's cock, to
be dressed like that. Well Ill certainly not disappoint you there girl,
you'll get plenty of cock tonight, you nasty little whore."
As his hand reached up passed my stocking-tops to grab my crotch he
stopped and quickly removed it, he had discovered my secret!
"Oh, wow," he said, "so that's why you've got the falsies in, you're a
little tranny! A girly-boy," he laughed long and hard saying, "So! You
like to dress up and play at being a girl do you?"
I lay there in a panic, what was he going to do now? Surely the rape was
now not going to happen. He was a serial rapist of women, he would surely
leave now? I hoped he would untie me when he did, I didn't want to be left
like this until I was discovered!
"I bet you think I am just gonna walk away now don't you sweetheart?" he
was still laughing.
"I don't think so bitch, if you wanna dress like a girl, look like a girl,
smell like a girl and act like a girl. Then for me, you are a girl! And
I'll treat you just like I would a real girl, how do you like that bitch?"
I squirmed on the sofa and tried to beg him not to, as I was a virgin, but
the gag was doing its job and no coherent sound came out.
"This will make a change for me too bitch, I've never done a tranny
before, not that it will make much difference to me," he sneered.
"When I rape a pretty little slut, it's only the fuck-toys mouth and tight
little ass I fuck anyway. You've got pretty little painted whores, cock-
sucking lips, and I bet you've got a lovely tight little bum too. Mmmm
this is too good to be true babe."
Oh my good I thought, I am lying here, dressed as a girl, securely tied
and at this monsters mercy.
"Besides," he added, "this makes my life a lot easier as well. A dirty
little tranny is hardly likely to go to the police, are you, ha ha ha.
Have to explain to them what happened? Give them your clothes to send to
forensics? How embarrassing eh? I don't think you will somehow, I don't
need to use condoms to hide my DNA either now do I? I can cum all over
you, in any hole I want!
He squeezed my clitty through my panties.
"Oh yes sweetheart, I'm gonna have a lot of fun with you tonight bitch,
I'll be able to take your gag off too, you're not likely to scream for
help are you. You don't want the neighbours bursting in and seeing you
like this either do you?" he said, adding, "Have to leave it in when I
fuck you though, coz bitch, you will definitely be screaming then, no
matter how much you try to stifle it, ha ha ha."
All the time he was speaking he was rubbing my stocking covered legs.
"The only difference to me bitch is that I'll just have to flip you over
onto your tummy to fuck you properly."
He touched my face with the knife again.
"I'm gonna take your gag off now, you will remain silent and speak when
you're spoken to bitch, or you're gonna be a dead piece of pussy. Do you
understand?"
I nodded my head to show him I understood him fully, he then removed my
gag.
"So then sweetheart, what's your girly name?"
"Samantha," I stammered.
"Well, hello there Samantha, you may call me master!"
I started to speak, "Please master," I begged, "Let me go, I've never been
fucked by a man before, it will hurt me. I'm only a beginner at this, just
a virgin really, I'll be of no use to you. I will be too tight for you to
use me in the way that you want, please just let me go, I won't say
anything to anyone I promise."
He hesitated and for a fleeting moment I had hope again, as I thought he
was going to agree with me. It was dashed when he responded.
"Mmmm on the contrary my dear, that just makes you all the more appealing
to me. Most of the real girls I've raped up the ass were anal virgins
until they met me. That's the attraction for me, that's what turns me on.
Seeing and feeling their fear and pain as ram my cock up them, hearing
them beg for mercy as I fuck em hard. The first time a girly gives up her
bum is always the best for me! It will be no different for you! The more
you beg and cry, the harder I get. Even some of my victims who have had it
up the ass before find it a new experience with me," he laughed.
"They have only ever given up their ass to their husbands or boyfriends
before. Only ever had it done gently, with someone who cares for them and
will stop if it hurts the bitch too much. It's a lot different when I fuck
em girl, I don't care about them, they are not in control of the
potentially painful and humiliating experience with me, I am!
Even the older, more experienced sluts cry and beg like little virgins
when I take their asses."
He pulled me up, so I was sat upright on the sofa, still bound wrists and
ankles.
"Ok bitch, lets see how you get a mans cock hard, open your little whores
mouth slut."
I heard him stand up and unzip his trousers, it sounded like he was
removing them. He squeezed my cheeks together with his thumb and
forefinger, forcing my mouth open. Then I felt his cock brush past my lips
and into my mouth, it tasted and smelled very male, very intimidating.
"I'm gonna fuck ya little slutty mouth now sweetheart, if you bite me, or
even catch my cock with your teeth accidentally. I will pull all your
fucking teeth out with a pair of pliers, do you understand bitch?"
Again I nodded, this time it was his cock not the gag that prevented me
verbally answering him.
It felt quite large, easily filling my mouth. He pushed it slowly in and
out, a little further each time.
"Come on bitch, lick my Jap's-Eye with your tongue as I fuck your slutty
little whore's mouth."
His hands were now behind my head, pulling my face further onto his cock.
He then pulled me forward quickly and roughly, making me fall off the
sofa, into a kneeling position on the floor.
"That's it ya little bitch, a good little fuck-toy should be on her knees
like a cheap whore when she's sucking a mans cock."
I gagged and choked as he forced his erect manhood deeper until it hit my
tonsils. I desperately tried to keep my mouth wide open so as not to catch
him with my teeth, almost vomiting as he rammed home mercilessly. It was
not easy, he obviously didn't care about my comfort, my jaw hurt
appallingly as I struggled to keep up. I thought he was going to shoot his
load right down my throat and choke me, when suddenly he stopped.
"Time for your big moment slut, time for me to check out your little girly
pussy-ass."
He undid the bonds at my ankles and yanked me roughly to my feet.
"Over here cunt," he growled, pulling me across the room. I was still
disorientated with the poppers and because I was still blind-folded, but I
knew I was being dragged over to the dinning table in the corner.
"Get your bitch ass up over the table slut," he ordered, one hand between
my shoulders pushing me face down onto the cold hard wood.
"Now let's have a look at your ass-hole you slut."
I felt him try to pull up my skirt with one hand only getting it up as
high as my panties. As it was too tight and was catching on the table edge
to pull up any further. With his other hand, he pulled the ripped open
blouse off me, down my arms as far as the hand-cuffs would allow. He
squeezed the flesh on my back and pulled back my bra-strap, letting it
snap back onto my skin with a painful crack. The hand he had used to pull
up my skirt was now roaming around my stocking-tops, ass and clitty as he
molested my vunerable sex area!
"This is no good," he said. "Your fucking skirt is too tight, time to get
it off, you're my fuck-toy slut now and fuck-toy sluts don't need no
fucking skirts on."
I felt him tugging at the zip until it came open, then with both hands he
slowly pulled it down. Exposing my smooth quivering girly ass, the tight
little virgin sex-hole protected only with a thin strip of flimsy G-string
material.
He slapped me hard on my bare bottom several times, making me flinch and
bringing tears to my eyes. Physically emphasising the fact that he was in
control and I was completely at his mercy. Demonstrating to me that he
could do anything he wanted to me and there was nothing I could do to stop
him.
"Get your fucking legs open slut," he said kicking at my ankles until I
complied.
"Don't be shy, I wanna see that little virgin fuck-hole displayed and
offered up to me. It's only your tight little pussy-ass that's keeping you
alive, so use it good bitch."
His finger ran down the crack of my bottom, pulling the G-string away, so
he could examine me fully.
"Mmmm, very nice slut, lovely little tight virgins bottom, it wont be so
tight by the morning though you dirty whore," he laughed.
"Now then my pretty little girlfriend, it's time to play, time to teach
you just what a real girl has to endure to please a man. First though, a
little lube on my cock and on your fuck-hole, this ain't for your benefit
slut. It's for mine, I'm gonna fuck you all night long, bitch, don't wanna
chaff my cock on ya do I," he sneered.
I could feel the cool lube being worked into my ass-hole, he penetrated me
with first one finger, then two. I sobbed and begged him to stop, put it
was to no avail, in fact it just made him laugh all the more.
"You wanted to be a girl didn't you sweetheart, well now you are. You're
gonna find out exactly how it feels to be a girl."
The tip of his erect penis was now pushing against my lubed and slippy
sphincter.
"No please don't, please no, oh god no," I screamed as it entered me.
His only response was to laugh louder and say, "That's only the first
couple of inches bitch, I ain't even started yet."
"Please don't hurt me," I whimpered. "Be gentle with me, please master."
"Gentle," he sneered, "when I fuck a slut, I always hurt them, that's the
fun you stupid bimbo. Now let's have the gag back on, don't want you
screaming the place down, do we?"
With the tip of his cock just inside me, he went to replace the gag.
"No please no master, don't gag me again, I won't scream I promise, I'll
be a good girl," I begged.
He answered me by pushing himself a bit further into me, bringing a scream
from my lips as he said, "Oh yes you will scream, see! All my fuck-toys
scream the first few times."
The gag was replaced, he gave me more poppers and the rape started in
earnest.
I nearly passed out with the shock and pain as he thrust his full length
inside me in one go. My legs went weak from the poppers, my head was
spinning and all the time he held me firmly by my hips and fucked me.
"How's that you bimbo? Ever take a big dick up your ass-hole before?"
"You fucking bitch."
"You fucking dirty little slut."
"You fucking nasty little whore," he repeated as he invaded my body.
After what felt like an age, though was probably only minutes, I felt him
tense as he began to fill my pussy-ass with his hot sticky cum.
"Oh yea, ya cunt, I'm cumming up your tight little virgin pussy-ass."
I could feel his bountiful cum running out of me as he pumped away,
oblivious to my pain and humiliation. It dribbled down my thighs onto my
stocking tops, as I cried into my gag.
I felt him soften and withdraw, then stand back as he pulled my cheeks
apart to watch the show.
"Now you do look like a proper little slut," he said.
"That's how I like to see my girls, stretched, wet and sobbing with my cum
all over their nasty little bums," he laughed.
Moving to my side, he removed the gag again and stuck his cock in my
mouth.
"Here, lick it clean whore, it's a good girl's duty to clean her man's
cock off when he has finished with her," he jeered.
I could taste the mix of the lube and his cum as he wanked off the
remainder into my mouth and over my face.
My god, I thought, this was a very realistic game my boyfriend was
playing. I really did feel raped and humiliated by him.
"Time for bed my little fuck-toy," he said pulling me up and pushing me
towards the door. He dragged me through the hall, then kicking the bedroom
door open he propelled me inside.
"On the bed bitch, I ain't finished with you yet bitch."
He threw me down onto the bed head first, then pulled me over onto my
back.
"Oh yea ya little cunt, this is so good, I'm getting hard again already."
"No please," I begged, "please no more, it hurts so much"
"Good," he responded, "it's fucking meant to, now lets have your blindfold
off. I wanna see the fear in your eyes and the tears run down your cheeks,
when I fuck you this time."
He ripped off the blindfold and grabbed my ankles pulling me up, placing a
pillow under the small of my back to raise up my ass for him. I could see
his face now leering down on me, my legs pulled apart and him between
them.
"Time for more cock you dirty little cock-slut," he said, "I want to hear
you snivel and beg this time, it fucking turns me on bitch."
This time it hurt even more as he brutally fucked me on my back, pushing
my legs back, so as he could enter me more deeply. I cried and I begged
him to stop to no avail, as he quickly reached climax again. This time he
pulled out early shooting thick globs of his seed over my face.
"Oh that's horny bitch, I love to see my cum mixing with a sluts tears on
her face," he moaned, as he squeezed out the last of it onto me.
"Got any alcohol in, babe?" he said as he massaged his spent man-cream
into my face.
"We got about another eight hours of fun left yet, it's gonna be a long
night and very thirsty work."
Taking me by surprise, he leaned down to kiss me tenderly, whispering in
my ear, "You really are good at these games Samantha, you enjoying this as
much as me honey?"
I nodded my agreement, it had so far been a great role-play game. As I
said at the start, it would be a nightmare in reality, but as a game with
a guy you trust, it's a dream, a fantasy come true...
THE END
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