I Could Call Rape But I'd Be Lying

I got a job for a gig helping in a private home for a corporate party. Bartending. An overly aggressive man grabbed my behind, he stopped my slap mid air, twisted my wrist until I had to kneel before him, my face inches from his zipper. His eyes, his tone, his physical domination, but I went wet like I had never gotten wet, and he could see it in my eyes. I got fucked over the dryer in the laundry room, my clit rubbing against the edge. He finished by thrusting hard against me, triggering the orgasm I dreamt of, but never experienced.

On the one hand it was forced, on the other hand I gave in and let him get my pants down. On the one hand he used force to control me, slapping my thigh to keep me bent over, on the other hand his hot dick slipped right in. Everything is wrong, but the experience ranks as the best fuck of my life.

It's a random thing, but I felt all grown up. Just saying.