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[NOTE: This is Part Three. You should read Parts One ad Two first] A little while back, one of my slaves told me that she'd always been into rape fantasies as a teenager. For some reason, the idea of a big man forcing her down and having his way with her always got her riled up. She told me this story of how her obsession developed... grew more intense... and then went out of control...
Time seemed to slow, as he crunched across the gravel towards me. Whoever he was, I could hear his boots grinding against the dirt, his tread loud and heavy. He sounded big. He sounded really big.

"What are you doing here, hun?" He said, stopping in front of me.

My heart beat faster in my chest. He sounded older - a lot older. Fuck, what would he do? What would any guy like him do, if he found a girl tied naked like me? Fuck, could he smell me? Did he know?

"I asked what you're doing here. Did you do this yourself?"

I nodded, without thinking. Fuck, was this going to happen? Everything I'd wanted for so long? My cunt began to tingle anew at the thought, and I felt myself grow even wetter, juices slicking the inside of my pussy, making it ready for him to thrust inside. Fuck, did I actually want this? My breathing grew heavy, and panic began to curl in my stomach, to match the lust curling in my chest. It was so terrifying, feeling his eyes on me. So wonderfully, terribly terrifying.

"Does anyone know you're here? Is there anyone in that house?"

I was silent.

"Answer me!"

I shook my head.

There was silence for a few moments as he considered, and I heard his breathing grow quicker. Then he chuckled.

"Well then..." he whispered, stepping closer. "Well, well..."

I felt him touch me then, and I gasped. It was light at first, just a finger running over the flesh of my stomach. But then it grew more insistent. His breathing grew heavy as he ran a hand up to squeeze my soft young breasts, running a finger over each of my nipples. His other hand ran down to squeeze my ass, and then he brought it round to run a finger between the lips of my cunt.

"You're so wet..." he whispered, as if surprised, "is that for me?"

I didn't dare answer, but it didn't seem like he needed me to. Almost as soon as he'd whispered the words, I felt him press the tip of his finger into me, and I gasped as he slipped it deep into my cunt. It slid in so smoothly, slicking through my folds even as it forced them apart. It felt so big - so much bigger than my own ever had. He pressed deeper, pushed so hard that it hurt - and when I winced, I heard him let out a moan of satisfaction. Then, I felt him curl his finger, and it send a wave of pleasure through me, so I couldn't help but squeeze about him, the muscles of my pussy clutching him tight.

"God, you're a little slut. Your cunt is just begging to be fucked, isn't it?"

I whimpered. Was he actually going to do this? Was he actually going to rape me? A shiver ran through me, and it wasn't entirely from excitement. As he leaned forwards, wrapped his arms about my midriff, the panic in by stomach began to grow more insistent. My breathing grew heavy as I imagined him thrusting into me, and a twinge of fear ran through me. Did I really want this? What if he hurt me? What if it wasn't like I thought it was going to be? What if I hated it?

And then he was lifting me up. I felt like a rag doll as he lifted me into his arms, like there was nothing I could do - and all at once I grew terrified. I tried to struggle, tried to wriggle out of his arms - but it was only then that I realised just how strong he was. His grip was like iron around my skin, and I couldn't move an inch. I let out a little involuntary scream, and tried to kick out against him - but he held me tight.

"Come on," he whispered, "Don't struggle. I won't hurt you."

I whimpered then. Suddenly, as he started dragging me towards his car, I realised that I didn't want this - that it was too real, too much now that it was happening. I tried to scream - tried to pull away. But the tape was too firm, the bonds too tight. He held me against him with ease, hoisting me up and hauling me over to the car. His hands were warm and rough on my flesh, and I squirmed as they touched me. I felt his breathing, hot and heavy against the side of my neck - and when my body pressed against him, I could feel how hard he was through his trousers. I started to cry.

"Shh. I just want to fuck you. I won't hurt you." He said. Then he swallowed. "Fuck, you look so young..."

I really started to struggle then, but in moments the door was open, and he was dragging me into the back seat. I could feel the leather, cool against the bareness of my skin, and feel his hands roaming all over me. He pulled the door closed behind us, and soon enough I could feel him on top of me, pawing at my breasts and the slickness between my legs. His fingers were hot on my skin, and I heard him moan as he touched me. He felt the soft skin on the insides of my thighs, tasted the flesh of my neck, and gripped my ass tight.

I felt so helpless, whimpering and struggling in his grasp. I felt like I was nothing. And no matter how hard I struggled, there was nothing I could do. Every time I tried to sit up, he placed a hand on my shoulder and forced me back down. Every time I tried to shy away from his touch, he pulled me closer, and touched me all the more. When I tried to speak through by gag, to beg him to stop, he only chuckled. My heart hammered, and I felt my breath come heavy and quick in my chest. This was happening. This was actually happening. What was I going to do?

"You're so soft..." he whispered, running a hand over my breasts and slipping a finger inside me, "Your cunt just feels so tight. I don't think I've ever had a cunt this tight before..." I felt him lean forwards, taking a nipple into my mouth, and I yelped when he bit down on it. "God, I'm going to enjoy fucking you..."

I tried to scream then, but no sound came out past the tightness of my gag. What had I been thinking? What the hell had I been thinking? I tried to struggle one last time as he leant back. I could hear him undoing his belt, unzipping his trousers, and I started to buck and thrash against my bonds. I strained with my arms, but my wrists were tied too tight behind my back. I tried to free my legs, but the zip ties were biting hard into the skin of my ankles.

Fuck. This was it. This was it.

At last, I heard him slip his pants all the way off. I willed time to stop then - tried with everything I had to end it. Prayed to god. But soon enough he was lowering himself over me. Briefly, I felt the hardness of his cock brush against the inside of my thigh, and I gasped. I'd only felt it briefly, but it was huge - thicker than anything I'd forced inside myself before. There was no way it was going to fit inside me. No way.

I tried to close my legs then, to cover up my pussy from his probing hands. But as I did so, he growled, forcing them apart.

"I'm having you, slut..." He hissed, voice sounding suddenly dangerous. "You can cry and struggle all you want, but I'm having you. It's been so long since I've had a girl as hot as you, and there's no way I'm giving you up now. I'm going to fuck you til I fill you with my seed - and if you try to stop me, there'll be hell to pay."

And with that I felt him press the tip of my cock between the lips of my cunt. It was hot, and hard, and felt so huge pressed against the entrance of my pussy. Even that felt like so much - that gentle parting of my labia like nothing else I'd ever felt before.

And then he began to push.

The weight of his hips pressed forwards, and I cried out as I felt the tip of his cock push its way inside of me. Oh god it hurt - it felt like my cunt was being forced open. Even being as wet as I was, it was still a tight fit, and he had to force himself in. He grunted and gave a thrust, making me jump with pain as he pushed his cock deeper. He met resistance and grabbed my hips, making me cry and struggle in his grip. I didn't want this. I didn't want it. But then he was pushing once more, and all a once he slid all the way inside of me, wringing a muffled scream from my throat as his cock split me in two.

Then he paused, panting and letting out a long moan. He was crouched over me, holding me to him, with his cock buried all the way inside my cunt. I could feel it, hard and thick inside of me - and I felt more full than I'd ever felt before. He shifted, and his cock gave a slight twitch.

"Fuck, you're tight," he whispered, kissing my neck "You feel so good."

He ran his tongue over my nipples then, pawing at my skin as he got used to the feel of me.

"God, you feel so much better than my wife. You're squeezing me so hard..."

And then, he began to fuck me.

The first thrust was slow, as he savoured the feel of me around him. As he withdrew, I felt an involuntary wave of pleasure ripple through my cunt, only to be replaced by pain again as he thrust back in. I let out a cry, half moan, half yelp. He did it again, moaning with me as he did.

"God, youre such a whore - I've always wanted to fuck a whore like you..."

And then he began to fuck me for real. His next thrust slammed into me hard, taking me by surprise and making me jump. I yelped as pain shot through me, but he didn't let up. He took me hard and fast, like I was a piece of meat. He thrust into me with abandon, all the time telling me how much of a slut I was, how I was his bitch and I belonged to him. I felt so humiliated. As his cock plowed through me, I felt more helpless than I'd ever felt before - like the girl in that alleyway I'd read about so long ago.

And as he fucked me, I felt something building inside of me. The pain between my legs, and panic in my stomach was slowly matched by a tingle of pleasure running through me. It was tiny at first, and I could barely feel it past the sobs that wracked my chest. But as I felt his cock pounding into me, felt my cunt ripple around it, the feeling began to build. Suddenly my muscles were shivering, and every so often, my pussy would give a little squeeze about him. Whenever it did he'd let out a little groan, and hold me closer.

"You like that, don't you slut?" He'd whisper, "You like daddy's big cock..."

And even though I shook my head, every fantasy that I'd had for the past month began to flow through my mind. All the stories of those girls getting raped - all the thoughts of a man finding me in the pool and having his way with me. And now it was actually happening.

Without meaning to, I let a moan of pleasure escape from my lips. Waves of heat began to tingle through me, and I felt my legs begin to shiver. Fuck, I felt so helpless. Even the pain was starting to feel good, to tingle through me like fire. I tried to fight it, tried to hang onto my panic - but then he grunted, and gave one almighty thrust, and suddenly my orgasm came crashing through me.

All my muscles went tense, and I arched my back, groaning into my gag. My cunt must have clamped tight about him, as I heard him gasp faintly, even as I came. Fuck, I was getting raped. A man was using me, having his way with me, and he didn't care one bit whether I was enjoying it or not. I was a toy, a piece of meat to be fucked. There was nothing I could do to stop him - and it was amazing.

"God, you ARE a whore..." He whispered, "I can't wait to fill you with my cum..."

I moaned again, unable to move. The thought of him cumming inside of me, of him tensing up and shooting his sperm into my cunt - it almost made me cum again. A small part of me felt scared at the idea, but even that was exciting. My heart fluttered with fear and pleasure, and I felt so wonderfully helpless. I tried again to pull against my bonds, but this time I enjoyed the feeling as I couldn't get out of them, as they cut into my skin. I shivered at the small bursts of pain that shot through my pussy, as his cock plowed into me.

I started squeezing him with my cunt then - on purpose this time - and suddenly his breathing got all ragged. Oh god, this was it. A moan escaped his lips and he went faster as I squeezed about him, fucking me like a whore. And then I was moaning too, gripping onto him even as he raped me. He pounded me hard, and then with one final thrust he groaned, shuddered - and filled me with his cum.

I let out a gasp as it shot inside of me, pumping me full of liquid warmth. I felt his cock pulsating in my cunt, felt him shaking against me and breathing against my neck - and I almost came again right then and there, as he took his pleasure from me and used me as his cum bucket.

And then, slowly, he went still. He lay there for a while, panting against me, until at last he withdrew. His breathing was low and heavy like mine, and his cock slipped out of me with a wet sound, leaving me feeling strange and empty.

I gasped. I had just been raped. I had just had my virginity taken from me by a man I didn't know. I had been forced like I'd always wanted to be.

And it was amazing...

[TO BE CONTINUED...]
12 comments

vishnujReport 

2017-11-17 01:35:15
WHEN IS PART 4 CUMMING!!!

Chris FrostReport 

2017-01-04 16:43:44
Hey all - I'm going to try get part 4 up at some point this year. Any requests? And if you want to talk to me, best to send me a private message on the forums.

Anonymous readerReport 

2016-12-24 23:06:17
I absolutely loved this. I hope you publish a part 4. Also, I would love to talk to you, you seem like a very interesting person. Tell me how I should contact you.

Anonymous readerReport 

2016-12-06 00:01:28
Perfect

Anonymous readerReport 

2016-12-04 15:40:36
Ahh I love it. This is what I want someone to do to me.
Can't wait for part 4!

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