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Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

My mind is just a jumble of random thoughts. No, thats not right. After what happened later, how am I to know what was in my mind then? So get it right. as far as I can recall, at the time my mind was just a jumble of random thoughts. Ive got a confused recollection of confusing thoughts. Is this what rape is like? I remember asking myself. But I knew it wasnt. He hadnt begun, not really. This was just the prelude. He was just watching. His eyes were fixed on my tits. As I struggled to try to toss him off, they flapped about, the way they excite my husband. And Im sure his cock was getting stiffer as he watched. I was actually helping him get off. Should I stop fighting? Then he might not get so aroused. But then Id be giving in and hed have won right from the off. And how could I explain to anyone later why I did that? To the police, to my husband, in court if it came to that, or even to myself? No, I couldnt give in, I had to toss and buck, trying to throw him off, although I knew hes just get back up. And at the same time, Im actually admiring the guy. I mean, hes a real hunk. Great body. Id love to dig my teeth into his nipples. Theyre as stiff as his cock. Get my hands on his butt as he thrust into me. But this is disgusting. I mustnt allow myself to fantasise about enjoying him. Why cant he get a woman for himself without doing this? Maybe he has one. This is just another side of him. She is protected from it, because he works it out on others, strangers who cant fight back. How would she feel if she knew that? Or perhaps she does know and hell go back and tell her what he did and theyll get off on it. Trish? Did I imagine it or did he just call be Trish? How did he know I use that name online? Of course, hes been in my PC hes seen the clips. Shit and shit again. He knows all about me. Everything. Is that why he picked me? My skin is crawling. Every point where I make contact with him feels like insects gnawing into my flesh. Dirt is sinking into each pore. Will I ever get myself clean after this? His hands are on my tits now, fondling them like a lover would whos seeing them for the first time, although he must have seen them before online or in my clips. Hes moving back now. Hes astride my thighs, moving down. Hes going to force himself into me, I know it. But he needs to get a bit lower and that will give me a chance to get my knee up into his balls. I smash his fucking balls if I get half a chance. If only Pamela knew what was happening. Will she be expecting a call and come round to check I am safe? Shes my only hope. Unless, of course, she sent him, knowing Id be alone and taken my surprise. Strange I dont remember being afraid. But then he hasnt started yet. I knew that, even then.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

She wasnt expecting it. But it was necessary. I had to protect myself at my most vulnerable moment, my only vulnerable moment. Id seen what she did to her husband, remember, when she mistook him for me and smashed his balls. Not that pain bothers me. Ive had my balls caught in the struggle a few times and it actually adds to the experience, gives me a chance to show my full power. You should see their eyes widen when they realise my cock is just as hard despite the pain. They know then that there is nothing they can do to stop me. Theyve done their worst and failed. Actually most women have some sort of built-in reluctance to attack a mans balls. They always pull back, which just goes to show that deep down they understand the need to respect the superior sex. But this women is different shed be prepared to destroy me if she could. I dont hold that against her, but like I said Ive got to protect myself. One blow. Thats all it took. A clenched right fist buried into her solar plexus. While she was gasping and jumping, I had her legs apart and I was safely between them. Im between her thighs. Theyre spread wide for me. and they need to be, because I am big, huge. The skin on the head of my cock is stretched as far as it could go. Im at my maximum power, poised to penetrate. But I dont, not just yet. I savour the moment. Let her see whats waiting for her. Let her compare me with her husband shell find him wanting. A good two inches shorter. Im as rigid as a steel girder, so rigid I have to easy my cock down to position it between her lips. She bucks and twists and turns, but thats good. I just follow her movements, waiting for the right moment, the right moment for me. I prepare, like an athlete preparing, imaging what it will be like, going through each step to their ultimate victory. Breathing is essential, especially at the beginning. Shes fighting me, this one. Ill need all my power. A few deep breaths, tighten my buttocks to focus all my strength, and then, as I breath out, one single thrust, deep, long, just one thrust until my balls are banging on her ass. Shes tight, tightening her muscles to try to keep me out. Just the way I like them to begin with. Her dry cunt tears at my flesh, I bite my lower lip as I overcome the friction. The soreness enhances the sensation. I hold myself there, towering over her. I need to keep control now. Its been so long since I fucked and every nerve in my cock is alive and my balls are waiting to burst. But not yet. She has to see that I am in control, of myself and of her.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

Hes poised, the tip of his cock just nudging between my lips. My husband does this sometimes. Holds himself back in order to savour the moment and to tease me with the pleasure to come. But that isnt what this guy is doing. Hes waiting for something, but what? Or why? Just to intimidate me? Or maybe out of remorse for what hes done, in horror at what hes now contemplating? Is he undecided about whether to continue? No, these are just fantasies, useless hopes. I have to protest at this violation. Because this is already a violation, touching me like that. With the gag in my mouth, I cannot speak, but my whole body can. It screams against him and how he is treating me. I rock my hips to try to shake him away, but it seems to excite him more. I shake my head, as violently as I can, but his eyes just stare at me out of the holes in his mask. And then it comes. Pain because he is so big. Pain because I am dry. Pain because I try to resist his penetration to keep him out. Disgust at having his cock inside me, touching the inside of my body, probably already seeping sperm that will work their way towards my womb. Shame that this has happened to me. He is powerful. Message received. I am at his mercy. Measure understood. He is strong and virile. I can feel him like a metal rod deep inside me. I need to scrub myself clean, inside and outside, everywhere he has touched me. I will never be clean again. He grabs my breasts and squeezes them hard, as he begins to move out slowly, an inch at a time, how many inches, how much time? It seems like he takes forever, then suddenly in one deep thrust. I feel his balls banging against my buttocks. That means they are hanging how. He is not yet ready to cum. On the third thrust, I feel it is smoother, easier. My body is beginning to respond. Not me, my body. My body is acting on its own. I am not responding. He is big, he is strong, he is powerful, he is virile, and my body is responding to him. But he disgusts me, revolts me, I want to vomit. I lie there in submission, not prepared to participate. I am not frightened, I am terrified, petrified, I feel my bladder weakening, but I must not let that happen, I cannot lie here in my own piss. Unless, unless, maybe that would repulse him. Maybe I could shit myself as well. Then he might go away. Even that would not be too high a price to pay. But my body will not allow it.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

Shes enjoying it. They all do. It just takes some longer than others. But its inevitable. How could they not enjoy it? Just looking at my body is a pleasure for them. Young, fit, smooth skin, tanned, muscled, strong, lithe, athletic all the women down the gym admire me, some of the guys too. Im so much better than the lumps of flab they have at home. This womans husband is a perfect example middle-aged, out of condition, hairy, pale, carrying a paunch where he could have a six-pack, probably only sees his cock in a mirror. If her hands werent tied, she be stroking me, feeling those firm muscles. And my rod. How could they not like that? All women like size, however much they pretend it isnt important. Thats just a sop for their inadequate husbands. They love that stretch as I enter and having their cunts filled. They dont need those exercises to tighten their muscles just so they can feel me. And later, when they find out how quickly I get hard again and how often I can fuck them. That blows their mind. Once a night, a couple of times a week, thats all that most of them get once theyre back from honeymoon. Theyre all the better for it afterwards. I follow them around sometimes, just to see how theyre doing. They never recognise me, of course. I sat next to one for an hour on a bus, watched another from the next table in Starbucks. Their lives have been enriched by the experience I can tell. The ones who complain only do so because of their husbands, so they dont feel inadequate. But this one, shes going to be special, I can feel that. Shes responded so quickly shell be flooding before long. Shes fascinating too. Would you believe that Im 25 and Ive never fucked a woman with big tits. They almost put me off, but not this woman. I cant take my eyes off, the way they wobble and flop them about every time I thrust into her. Thrust, wobble, flop, thrust, wobble, flop. It makes me smile, makes me happy. Its good to be happy. I pause and take them in my hands, feeling their weight, testing their firmness with my fingers. Her nipples go hard and I flick them with my thumbs, just to let her know Ive noticed her response. Her eyes respond she knows that I know. Its no good pretending any more. I start to thrust again. More slowly now, letting her savour that long glide in and that teasing slide out, still holding those tits. Her cunt is wet and hot, shes no longer trying to buck me off. She wants this to last. Thats OK, weve got all day. I really like the feel of these tits. I let go and watch them again, changing the power of my thrusts, watching how they move. Thrust, wobble, flop, wobble. I wonder how it feels having something this heavy hanging off her chest.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

I cant speak with these filthy panties in my mouth. All I can do is talk with my eyes and they flash messages at him. Youre disgusting. How dare you do this to me? How dare you maul my breasts like this? Your touch makes my flesh creep. But he carries on. Doesnt he understand or is it that he just doesnt care? I close my eyes and try to blot out the image of him poised over me, leaning forwards, his hands resting on my breasts. I have always been so proud of them, right from the moment they began to grow. As they got bigger and bigger, all the boys got more interested and the girls got more jealous. Theyve always been part of me as a woman, something I was proud of. I got a thrill every time I caught a guy eyeing them up in the street or at a party or on the bus. I enjoy displaying them to my lovers and they love them too, fondling them, caressing them, kissing them, biting at my nipples. Hes ruined all that for me now. Ill never feel the same about them. Ill always associate them with his touch. My cunt feels raw inside where he forced his way in. Thank goodness Ive lubed up a bit. Thats making it more comfortable. How could he tolerate so much pain forcing himself in dry without even some saliva on his cock? Hes settling into a rhythm now, steadily getting faster. Maybe hell cum soon and go away. Will he leave me tied up like this until someone comes and finds me? Please let it not be my son. Please. Unless, unless hes planning to stay all day. They didnt say on the news how many time he raped those other women. Why didnt I ask Pamela? Surely she should have told me so that Id know what I was letting myself in for. Why hasnt she arranged for me to be watched, just in case? Maybe she did and help is on its way right now. I try to imagine this is my husband fucking me or that kind manager from the Pharmacy who really just wants to lie between my breasts while I hold him. But that is a betrayal of their feelings for me. Im sullying them just to protect myself. Its so disgusting that I could even think of pretending that this is just normal. Hes breathing harder now, harder and faster. I close my eyes and wait for him to finish.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

My balls have gone. Theyre starting to pump my sperm. Its going to be a big load, but she can take it. Shes got a big cunt. This is probably the first time shes ever had a guy fill her completely. Im so hard, I could lift her off the bed with just by flicking my cock and carry her around hanging from it. This is probably the first time shes had a guy as tough as me. It wont be long now. Im just making it last, slowing my pace a bit, letting the strain build up so that the explosion will be even more powerful. Itll hit her like a jet of boiling steam coming out of a geyser. This is probably the first time shes had a guy as virile as me. She knows whats coming. Shes watching my chest, seeing my lungs expand, her eyes fixed on my nipples. If she were free, shed be clawing at me, biting those erect nipples. This is probably the first time shes had a guy with a physique like mine. Its close now. Those tits are whats got me going so quickly. Normally I make the women wait longer, tease them, make them think I cant be bothered, maybe walk off and then, just when they think Ive gone, back I come and carry on. The sperm is in my cock now, my nails dig into her tits, those soft, floppy big tits. My hips buck harder. Im going to cum. Im fucking you, bitch, fuck, fuck, fucking you, fucking you raw, like youve never been fucked before. Fuck you, yes, rock you, yes, trash your cunt, yes, yes, pump myself dry, yes, yes, yes. I count the jerks as I explode. Ive got to eight when I pull out and let the rest spray over her belly and tits. Let her see my power. Let her feel the heat of my cum as I rub it into those tits. I sink back onto my heels and wipe my hands on her thighs. Big strong thighs. Im sure I felt her gripping me as I came. Dirty little bitch didnt want to waste those sperm. Filthy bitch. Theyre all the same when it comes down to it. Dirty, filthy. They dont deserve someone like me.
Thread: My roleplay requests

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Thread: My roleplay requests

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Thread: Superherione wanting a romance play...

Thanks for the PM. Let's chat and see if we can put something together.
Thread: Questions: respond only with questions

Exactly as the title says, every post is a response to the previous in a form of a question. Are we ready for another game thread?
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What if I say 'no'?
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You mean 'no' spelled Y.E.S?
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Did they teach you spelling in school? xD
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You think you're so fancy because you went to school and learned how to spell them there big words?
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Wait- you dont think Im fancy?
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Why are there seven days in a week?
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Why not?
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Can you Google that for me?
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Why don't you google it yourself?
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What are you, my mother?
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Would you be surprised if I said, yes?
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So then who's the baby daddy?
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How many possible daddies are there?
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Don't you know?
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How could anybody know?
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Are you playing coy?
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Is it wrong to say I have many daddies?
Thread: Questions: respond only with questions

Would it be wrong if i were your daddy?
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Is this daddy-fixation freudian?
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Are you trying to psychoanalyze me?
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The heck is freudian?
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Have you ever heard the story of Oedipus?
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Isn't it the story of the guy who killed his dad and fucked his mom?
Thread: Questions: respond only with questions

Oh- you know my neighbor?
Thread: BDSM, Non-con or Kinks, Love it all.

Anntri said Hello! I'm Anntri. Looking for some Guys to Roleplay with. Girls playing guys is okay too PM Is Preferred Kik cathryntvrdik I'm VERY open minded and willing to do Almost ANYTHING. With 2 years of roleplay experience, as well as a very high reading and writing level Meaning I'm very Literate, and expect Literate people please, I hope to have alot of replies. I can write from a few paragraphs to only one or two as long as I have the opportunity to include that detail. I also love DRAMA in a story, but don't require it. I WILL require that you let me know if your ditching me, or leaving me for more then a few days. I understand we all have lives, but don't start a story with me and then leave... I will warn you, I have a hard time coming up with Plots on my own that last more then a few days so I will request that you have a plot or craving ready when you come to me. Also, I'm a Sub, I have played Mistress, but I really try to avoid it as I've had my fair share of it. I really enjoy abusive roleplays, Non-con style. I'm happy to play Con though and of course romance is always nice too as long as its coupled with a good plot to keep the story rolling.I love short stories and longer ones, as I said, I'm really just open to near anything. Anyways, lets get down to business.... I have an F-list , So please refer to it first, on anything your not sure about. Don't Fan-Fic Extreme pain Example, Fisting. Feet Excessive blood Scat Do Realism BDSM Roughness Abuse Non-Con Con Incest all kinds Age play Race play Gangbang Cheating Even MxM love it SOME Zoophilia As for pairings, i do ANY kind. Here are a few common ones I do. MasterSlave or pet Best ManBride DaddyDaughter BrotherSister TeacherStudent BossEmployee Mafia DaddyDom Just suggest something. So Anyways, please contact me by PM or Kik. I'll answer to any of them, with in a few minutes unless I'm sleeping or if I'm too full of messages. Click to expand... Teacher and student works for me
Thread: BDSM, Non-con or Kinks, Love it all.

openmindedman said Teacher and student works for me Click to expand... Would you like to chat over PM? I find its easier to handle things that way.
Thread: BDSM, Non-con or Kinks, Love it all.

Interracial Slave x Master?
Thread: A Prince in Need | Unchained & JmBZ |

This late at night, the castle was quiet... though the entire kingdom of Belthora had been silent since its once-living king and queen had passed away, leaving only a young, inexperienced and handsome prince behind to take up the throne. Seated in the council chambers was a youthful-looking man, with hair so pale it almost looked stark white in the dimness of the candlelight. He had a worried look about him, as if he wasn't sure about this meeting to come -- over the weeks, he'd been advised to try and find a suitable wife to be his queen... someone wise, beautiful and with a strong background, so that an alliance could be made. That's what this meeting was for. Princesses and noble daughters from all over were gathering to meet this young prince at his home, hoping to catch his eye, steal his heart and claim his hand in marriage. The doors to the chamber suddenly opened, and a guard poked his head in. Sire, he mentioned, dipping his helmet low. You've a visitor. Leonhart or just Leon, sometimes lifted his eyes and frowned, though nodded somberly. He wasn't too keen about the idea of marrying a woman he didn't know, but politics dictated otherwise. Send them in, he said, and the guard bowed once more. Before too long, a beautiful and very bust! elven woman was ushered inside, and the prince's eyes widened as he looked upon her. An elf? He... hadn't been expecting one of her kind, not in this place. Humans and elves rarely married, after all. Leave us, Leon was quick to say, and the chamber doors closed, leaving just the two of them inside the room, with nothing but a table and some chairs between them. Er -- my lady, I didn't -- if I'd known you were coming, I would've fetched some Elven wine. I apologize. Leon frowned, trying to keep his eyes from her incredible chest -- though it was hard...
Thread: A Prince in Need | Unchained & JmBZ |

Leonhart seemed just as sheepish as the woman across from him, if not more. His pale cheeks were painted a soft reddish color, and he cleared his throat uneasily as she bowed to him, those massive breasts of hers swaying. For an elf, that chest of hers wasn't overly special... but compared to human women, the princess' tits were more than double most of their sizes. And the prince had to admit, thoughts of Alaial's incredible chest flooded his mind a moment, as he thought of the different ways he could use them to please him. Beyond that, she truly was a very beautiful woman... and there was something quite endearing about her sheepish and shy behavior. I'm not sure where to start, either, Leonhart confessed, brow furrowed again. You are... very beautiful, however. Well, it was something. Swallowing, the prince moved around the table and by her side. Quite noticeable was the bulge he had beneath his linen trousers, begging to be freed, though he tried to hide it by sitting down beside the elven beauty, unsure of how to act with or around her. It seemed inappropriate to reach out and touch the woman, but his eyes were glued to her curvy figure and her ample breasts. In... in your culture, what does a man usually do to show his interest in a woman? asked the prince, hoping to engage her in conversation at least. He smiled encouragingly.