I have always liked the writing of Wiley06, if not the details or some of the "pain", certainly the situations, and the characters. The following story is a "rewrite" of a Wiley06 story, written to the specification of my own particular fantasy.)
During my second year of college I moved into a group living situation, much like a dorm, but without big brother looking over your shoulder all the time. And unlike a lot of dorms, I literally had my own small studio apartment, complete with a private bath.
It was a co-ed place, so there was a lot of fucking going on, with everyone seeming to be fucking everyone else, hooking up, breaking up, and all that,playing the game for all it was worth. I hadn't gotten involved in any of that yet, basically because of the fact that I was still unable to break the bonds of my strict Pentecostal upbringing. The other reason was low-self-esteem.
I didn't think I was all that pretty: at five foot seven, had hips slender like a boy's, an a small ass firm and round,and and even with perfect caramel colored skin, I didn't feel I held a candle to most of the women on campus.
I knew a lot of guys assumed it haughtiness,or aloofness,or even sheer arrogance which made me turn them down.
I even got some nasty letters from an unknown "admirer" who claimed I walked like I above it all,"striding across the common areas like a fucking queen,your shoulders back in perfect posture, your sweet little tits jutting out provocatively,your dark brown,frizzy hair bunched in a bun on top of head, your nose jutting forward,your lips pinched inward as if in permanent disapproval. One of these days some man is gonna treat you like you deserve, and rape the shit out of you."
Of course the letters were unsigned, and I knew there was no point in going to the "authorities" about it. I just was extra careful as to where and when I went.
The one letter I got , though, really scared me:
"I tell you, whenever I see your my sight blurs with lust and hate--I so much want to take you down a peg, you fucking bitch, tear you from your pedestal and make your squirm under my pounding cock.!
I get hard just from looking at you, thinking how much I'm going to enjoy raping you. I can't wait to hear you scream.
Hell, all I can think of is reaming you out, picturing you on your knees, my cock buried to the hilt in your throat, of you screaming as my cock splits your tight ass wide open, your body writhing in pain and despair as I brutalize you, of you squirming helplessly under me as I pound your pussy to pulp, your whimpering begging cries music to my ears. "
This letter, filled me with terror, not so much for the words, tho they were bad enough. It was because I found this letter folded neatly in my underwear drawer! My "admirer" had successfully entered my apartment, and left little or no sign.
A bunch of unsigned letters, no sign of forced entry, what could they do? That was the reaction of school security and the police. They couldn't help me, unless and until my "admirer" actually attacked me.
So I walked around in fear. And then the my "admirer" started calling me.
"I'm gonna rape you, you fucking bitch! And there aint a damn thing gonna stop me!"
I tried to reason with him. Tried to explain I wasn't the bitch he thought I was.
"Oh Yeah? prove it!"
"How?", I said, hoping for away out.
"When I come for you, don't resist, don't scream, " the voice said, "I'll still rape you, but I won't disfigure you, or kill you."
Now you may think I was stupid, but I believed if I didn't agree to let this man do what he wanted, he would still rape me, and then kill me.....so I agreed And perhaps[s, hoping that he might go easy on me, I told him I was a virgin.
"Good" He sounded surprised, and pleased. "Soon, it'll be soon."
It was soon. He waited until about one a.m., until the place had quieted down a bit. Then he simply came to my room and knocked on the door.
Knowing it was him, I opened the door a crack, which he pushed open all the way, knocking me back a step. Then he slammed the door behind him.
Standing in front of me was a huge man. He was about 6'6, and had the huge build of a heavyweight boxer, or perhaps a football player, weighing at least 280 pounds. But was most striking was his shaved head, contrasting oddly with his thick reddish beard. How could this man have been following me without being seen?
He stepped forward, one huge ham-like hand reaching around my neck,his other hand reaching around my back, pulling theme toward him even as I cried out, his hands crushing my body against his hardness,, crushing my lips against his as I grimaced in pain.
As I gasped in surprise and panic, his thick tongue snaked my mouth, sending chills down my spine as he held my struggling form, holding me there for long seconds as I squirmed in my grasp, feeling small, thin,weak and helpless in his tree-trunk-like arms.
He looked at me, and smiled. "You look wonderful. So beautiful, hot,like a trapped animal waiting for the slaughter!"
"All you have to do is beg me to kill you," he said, his eyes lidded,as my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Ask me to kill you, or scream, and I'll just rape your dead body. You'll never feel a thing!", he laughed.
I didn't scream. I didn't ask him to kill me. Maybe I should have. If I had known how bad rape really could be, I might have. Maybe.
He stepped forward suddenly, swinging his left arm hard, up and across my face, the retort of flesh against flesh sharp in the small space of my tiny apartment, the force of the blow staggered me,and I slumped to the floor, leaning against the side of my bed, my legs folded under me.
I still didn't scream.
"Good," the man said.
He reached down, and I could feel power and lust radiating from him as he jerked me back up to my feet feet, pulling me back savagely to force another hard rough kiss on me.
My whole body was tingling as he threw me onto the bed, with one leg dangling off the bed. he smiled as stood there watching as I began to sit up, then he put one knee on the bed and grabbed a handful of my hair, jerked me back down onto my back, and put my his scarred bearded face inches from mine, as I sucked in breath after panicked breath through my nostrils.
"I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he hissed, as his free hand moved down, and began tearing at my clothes, popping the buttons on my jeans open even as he kissed me brutally. His eyes shone with a maniacal glee and lust as I ground me. He held the kiss for a long time,his hand digging its way to my groin, past the my curly soft pubic hair, his fingers digging into me.
He broke the kiss, leaving me gasping, and and roughly thrust a thick sausage-like finger sunk into my virgin pussy, his huge hand mashing down my clit as I squirmed weakly and my hips gyrated, trying to expel his finger from inside of me.
He took his finger from inside of me, and raising himself so that he was above me, he grabbed hold of my jeans and panties at the hips and ripped them down my legs.
"Stay still, cunt, don't make me hurt you", he growled, as he stood there overshadowing me while fisting his humongous cock. It was truly frightening to me, twisted with thick ugly veins and the huge head bulged a deep crimson. the huge, hairy nuts swayed underneath the shaft. as he loomed grinning evilly over me.
"Please, don't, don't," I uselessly, senselessly, begged. But I didn't scream. I didn't scream.
He grinned a death's head grin."Shut up, bitch. You angered me, so uou asked for this, and you've let me in here. Now take it."
He he pulled my legs apart, positioned himself over me on the bed, and and placed the thick bulbous head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back while at the same time he threw his weight forward.
I almost screamed in sheer agony as the massive intruder tore into me ripping through my hymen. But I didn't scream. I still didn't scream.
I clenched my fists in pain and endured the incredible torture as his merciless cock tore onwards and even deeper into me. It bore in and I cried out, pleading for him to stop the onslaught. But I didn't scream. I still didn't scream.
My own body betrayed me, as my virgin pussy gripped his thick baton-like prick, encouraging him to continue his punishment! I felt finally felt the large plum-like head bump the very limit of my inner self. They was a great cramping as it seated itself up against my cervix and he began to pulled back so that he could put more power into his forward thrust.
I almost screamed in terror as the cock cap stained my cervical hole to the limit. He pulled back and I felt the lips of my pussy pulling and dragging at his cock. It felt as though he was pulling my pussy innards out as they clung his cock. Blood lubricated and coated his shaft as he pulled out. It felt as though all of my guts were trailing out after the evil man's cock.Then he slammed back until the full length were firmly hilted in my pussy.
He continued to fuck me with long, ramming strokes--the weight of his heavy body crushing me on each impaling thrust. I could feel every bump and vein on his huge penis each time it slammed into me, yet he fucked me with a furious pace that seemed to get even faster.
He grabbed me around the shoulders so that he could ram into me even harder, pounding into my pussy. I felt as if my pussy was burning as the pain began to actually increase. I groaned, and whimpered, but I did not scream. I still did not scream.
His rhythm actually increased and I tried to meet each powerful penetration, driving my buttocks up, trying to pull him in even deeper in the hopes of easing the pain of his savage thrusting. Of course, it didn't help. My entire body spasmed and I again, I almost screamed out in agony. He seemed to go on forever, his beating hips growing more forceful and intense with each deep piercing. my spasming vagina pulling and clutching at his rock hard weapon of flesh.
I could feel my insides splitting painfully as my tormentor began ramming harder and deeper into me, and seemed his punishing prick suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to tear my whole body wide apart-- when it began to spurt--and and could feel a horrible hot white liquid shooting into me like burning fire, scalding my insides like streams of molten lava.
He withdrew his softening cock out of me and then rolled off of me
"Please go,"i panted out between sobbing gasps.
he got off the bed, and for a moment, I believed my ordeal was over. But he had only walked over to his clothes to grab his belt. Before I could react, he had leaned over me and grabbed my wrists.
"What are you doing, what are you doing!?!," I cried as I struggled and he bound my wrists with his belt.
"Shut up, bitch," he snarled, slapping the back of my head when my hands threatened to escape the binding, but stopped hitting me when I stopped struggling.
"You and me, bitch, we're not finished, not by a longshot." he leaned over my prone body, his hot breath burning my ear.
He climbed back on the bed and positioned himself so that he was straddling my hips, and grinned down at me.
"Please, no more," I begged, "no more. You've already raped me, just go. I won't tell anyone."
"I know you won't. 'Cause if you do, I'll kill you. Or have a friends kill you."
"No...no..."
"Now tell me! Tell me you love me!" he said.
"What?"
"You want to make me happy bitch!", he punched me in the chest with each word. "Tell me you love me!"
"I love you...", I gasped.
"Tell me you liked me slamming into you pussy!", punching into me again.
"I liked it," I said, my faced turned away from his, gasping for the pain from his punches, tears streaming down my face.
He grabbed my head and forced me to look him. "You liked what, Dawn?", using my name for the first time. "Don't make me slap you silly."
"I...I...oh god...I liked you raping me." I said as my rapist's hand squeezed my throat painfully.
"Good Dawn, I'm glad you liked it. Because I'm going to fuck and hurt you a lot more, before we're done.", he said, grinning.
He began to stroke my face. "I'm so glad you were a virgin, not just a stuck-up bitch! It's been much more fun making your very first fuck a living nightmare!"
I could feel his penis growing hard as it lay on my stomach still slick with my blood. I cringed inwardly, thinking that he was going to ram that punishing weapon into me again.
"And babe, if you thought I hurt you poor little pussy, wait till you experience my 9 inch rod reaming out your ass!", be said and began laughing like a maniac. "'course you could scream, and then I'd kill you. I'd still rape your ass, but you won't feel a thing!"
I lay there in terror. But I was determined to survive, so I didn't scream. I still didn't scream.
"This just might kill you Dawn baby. If it don't you gonna shure wish somebody would." He lifted my legs so that now sat on his shoulders. Still grinning at me, my rapist fitted his cock between the cheeks of my tense buttocks, pressing the huge head firmly against my hole, which had never had so much as a finger shoved trough it before. I couldn't help whimpering as he pushed harder at my tight hole. Suddenly, I felt a deep intense pain the head of the beast's plum-like cockhead popped in. I clapped my hands to mouth to muffle the scream that would have awakened the dead , and tried with all my might to pull away from him.
Now came the most painful period of time I was ever to know. My rapist bent forward, and grabbed my hips, and lunged forward HARD.
I truly screamed then, the sound almost escaping from behind my hands, as his steel-hard, red-hot thick cock went in in one incredibly long and painful stroke. He paused, and slowly drew his cock through the depths of my being until only the head of his cock remained lodged in my ass. He paused again, squeezing my hips in his hard massive hands,
Then he launched suddenly forward again! I could only whimper as floods of white hot pain shot up my spine into my brain so that I saw stars. Wave of pain washed over my whole being, and seemed to freeze my heart.
My rapist kept repeating the slow painful slide out, and savage impaling thrust forward deep inside my bowels again and again. I was engulfed by a sea of pain inside and out, yet I was dimly aware of him crooning "OOOOOOOO you make my dick so hard!"
"C'mon baby, beg to ram it in harder! beg me!"
I couldn't have complied even had I wanted to, it was all I could do just to breathe. But my lack of response seemed to enrage my rapist. I saw his face turn red, and then he seemed to summon up something deep inside himself. RRAMM! His thrust into me with a renewed energy, power, and strength that took me beyond pain into something even more terrible that cannot be described.
He paused again. " Now baby, I'm gonna take my time and fuck ya nice and slow. Let's see how long I can keep my dick hard in this wonderfully tight ass of yours. See how long I can keep you crying....."
He began to thrust powerfully, yet slowly in and out of my tight ass. I no longer had the breath to whimper, so that the tears continued to fall from face, could have been the only sign I was still aware of what was happening to me.
It seemed my rapist had been slamming his thick piston-like cock in me forever, yet still he continued to ram himself slowly in and out of my ass. Every so often,he would pause, and then restart my punishment would give me an especially cruel thrust that caused my body to jerk involuntarily, and my muscles to clutch his piston like cock tight, adding to my pain, and his pleasure.
Now the tempo of his already devastatingly pounding of my ass increased sharply. Ram!....slow slide out...RAM...RAM! RAM Until finally he began jerking his cock uncontrollably as he flooded my insides with a scalding flood of his lava-like cum.
He pulled his cock from my ass. pulled my legs from his shoulders, and allowed his the full length of his body to fall heavily onto mine. I breathed a sigh of relief that this man was done with me.
But because I didn't scream, I was wrong. very wrong.
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