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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 33
Pitch Black Fantasy
Not a confession of something I’ve done. Just my deepest darkest fantasy.
I keep fantasizing about the same dark scenario. No, not dark. Pitch fucking black. The background always differs. Like I’m heading for the restaurants bathroom, just getting out of the shower, or going for a hike.
And suddenly I get grabbed. A large hand covers my mouth and all that’s heard are muffled scared whines and screams. Just as they get louder I feel another hand wrapped around my throat. A horse voice whispers, “make a sound and I’ll kill you”.
I’m forced to keep my cool as I try to understand what he wants. But I know. His cock is funny pressed up between my ass cheeks and I know exactly what he wants.
He lets go of my throat and I instinctively try to plead and beg for my freedom. That’s a mistake. “It’s going to hurt either way, but if you keep fighting I’ll make it worse.”
I freeze. All I can do is hope it ends fast. He pulls my pants down roughly while my face is still firmly held against the wall. The cold air hitting my pussy along with the fear running through my blood makes me shiver. He spits on my ass “have you ever been r**ed?” Before I can even process what he says he eases his cock into my ass.
My vision gets blurry as the sudden invasion hits me, gripping the wall in front of me with my finger nails, instantly making me want to scream. Searing pain and burning. My ass is on fire and he starts to pump faster. I whimper in pain while biting the inside on my cheek, terrified of making a sound.
He grunts and he starts pummeling me more ferociously. “That’s right, take my cock like a good girl. You like your ass getting r**ed bitch?” He reaches around and slips a finger in my pussy. It’s dripping wet and he moans into my ear “see I knew you’d love being ass r**ed you slut”.
I’m crying now. And he pulls his finger out of me and smears it on my cheek. I’m mortified, the wet mark on my face betraying me. I hate this. It hurts. I don’t know if he has diseases. I don’t know if he’ll kill me. But the burning is starting to subside and my protests start sounding more like moans.
He keeps fucking my ass relentlessly. Stretching it to the brim. He’s so close. It’s almost over. “Take it bitch, take it like the good slut you are. You know you love being r**ed. Say it. Say it bitch. Say you love your ass r****g.”
Do I? It doesn’t matter, I have to survive this. “I love it” I tell him. I’m humiliated. But part time of me knows it’s true.
He grabs my hair, and wraps his arm around my throat and starts pressing, effectively choking me. As I gasp for air he thrusts into me one last time, rams his cock to the hilt in my asshole and cums deep inside me. Finally.. It’s over.
As he pulls out he slaps my ass hard. I know there will be a handprint tomorrow. But I don’t make a peep.
“That was good slut… we’ll have to do it again. Don’t worry, I’ll find you for your next r**e. Your juicy ass is too good to have just once. Don’t turn around until you count to 100.”
1, 2, 3…
If only this could actually happen. I’m sick to fantasize about my own r**e. I know that, but I digress.
I keep fantasizing about the same dark scenario. No, not dark. Pitch fucking black. The background always differs. Like I’m heading for the restaurants bathroom, just getting out of the shower, or going for a hike.
And suddenly I get grabbed. A large hand covers my mouth and all that’s heard are muffled scared whines and screams. Just as they get louder I feel another hand wrapped around my throat. A horse voice whispers, “make a sound and I’ll kill you”.
I’m forced to keep my cool as I try to understand what he wants. But I know. His cock is funny pressed up between my ass cheeks and I know exactly what he wants.
He lets go of my throat and I instinctively try to plead and beg for my freedom. That’s a mistake. “It’s going to hurt either way, but if you keep fighting I’ll make it worse.”
I freeze. All I can do is hope it ends fast. He pulls my pants down roughly while my face is still firmly held against the wall. The cold air hitting my pussy along with the fear running through my blood makes me shiver. He spits on my ass “have you ever been r**ed?” Before I can even process what he says he eases his cock into my ass.
My vision gets blurry as the sudden invasion hits me, gripping the wall in front of me with my finger nails, instantly making me want to scream. Searing pain and burning. My ass is on fire and he starts to pump faster. I whimper in pain while biting the inside on my cheek, terrified of making a sound.
He grunts and he starts pummeling me more ferociously. “That’s right, take my cock like a good girl. You like your ass getting r**ed bitch?” He reaches around and slips a finger in my pussy. It’s dripping wet and he moans into my ear “see I knew you’d love being ass r**ed you slut”.
I’m crying now. And he pulls his finger out of me and smears it on my cheek. I’m mortified, the wet mark on my face betraying me. I hate this. It hurts. I don’t know if he has diseases. I don’t know if he’ll kill me. But the burning is starting to subside and my protests start sounding more like moans.
He keeps fucking my ass relentlessly. Stretching it to the brim. He’s so close. It’s almost over. “Take it bitch, take it like the good slut you are. You know you love being r**ed. Say it. Say it bitch. Say you love your ass r****g.”
Do I? It doesn’t matter, I have to survive this. “I love it” I tell him. I’m humiliated. But part time of me knows it’s true.
He grabs my hair, and wraps his arm around my throat and starts pressing, effectively choking me. As I gasp for air he thrusts into me one last time, rams his cock to the hilt in my asshole and cums deep inside me. Finally.. It’s over.
As he pulls out he slaps my ass hard. I know there will be a handprint tomorrow. But I don’t make a peep.
“That was good slut… we’ll have to do it again. Don’t worry, I’ll find you for your next r**e. Your juicy ass is too good to have just once. Don’t turn around until you count to 100.”
1, 2, 3…
If only this could actually happen. I’m sick to fantasize about my own r**e. I know that, but I digress.
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