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Subject: Re: stories-rape: A victims tale
Date: Tue, 06 May 1997 14:57:34 -0700
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Wench248 wrote:
> 
> does anyone have stories about enjoyable rape?
.................................^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Talk about a contradiction in terms...

Here's a little tale, I'll make it short and sweet for you:

Once upon a time there was this stupid 14 year old girl who had the
misfortune of looking at least 21. She thought she was such hot shit
because the college boys liked her. One college boy in particular found
out she was into bondage, so they played around.

The last time they were together, he tied her up (which was fine),
whipped her (which she liked), licked her till her clit was sore (no
complaint there), and blindfolded her, threatining to leave her to die
(not unusual). As part of "the script" she begged him to stay, and stay
he did, but only if she'd concent to have him fuck her. So, she did. 
After all, she wanted it to. He fucked her for about thirty seconds, but
even that was enough to make her cum, what with all the bondage and
everything getting her so hot. She came about three times and was even
trying to get more out of him. To her suprise, he started hitting her
again while he was fucking her. He started fucking her hard, really
hard, harder than she liked it and she told him so.

He wasn't too interested in hearing what she had to say about pain
tolerances or safewords, not this time. His answer was to force a gag
into her mouth, walk over to the stereo, and turn on really loud music.
Then he went over to the dresser and snorted a couple of lines of coke. 

She didn't know he did drugs, wouldn't have been there if she did, and
knew that drugs and scenes didn't mix. But with a gag in place, a
safeword is useless, not that he would have listened...that method had
been tried.

So she begged, as best she could with a stuffed mouth, and pleaded, but
he heard none of it. He simply began hitting her again, this time with
the full unchecked force of his mucscles behind each blow. He then
unhooked the spreaderbar holding her ankles from the bed and bent it,
taking her legs with it, up over her head, pressing her knees up by her
ears.

With her body in this tight cramped position, he began licking her clit
again. She felt a sickening mix of violation and shame as her body
involuntarily responded to the stimulation. It could have been called an
orgasm, or at least some kind of contraction, but it wasn't something
she wanted to feel. Overall, she just wasn't having a good time.

He started fucking her again, this time with full intent to cause her
pain. Doubled over the way she was, and his endowments (at 19) vs. her
size (at 14) meant he was ramming her cervix with every downstroke. None
of her screams or struggles could stop him. It wasn't until he managed
to rupture her inner walls (causing a huge spurt of blood), that he
_began_ to come back to something remotely resembling sense.

Shocked out of his "fantasy" by the sight of so much blood, his sadistic
glee turned to terror and he stuffed a pillow between her legs to stop
the flow. He screamed "shit" several times and started to strangle her,
as if he could somehow erase his crime by killing her. She didn't fight
him. She wanted to die, wanted the pain, the violation, and the shame to
end.

Maybe that lack of resistance safed her life. He suddenly pulled her
from her bonds. She was too weak and in too much shock to try to run
now. Not knowing what else to do, she whispered the only word on her
mind as she lost consciousness: "Ambulence." Only dimly aware that he
was mumbling something about police and not calling a doctor, she felt
him carry her somewhere.

She awoke, over 48 hours later, in the Intensive Care Unit of a
hospital. 3.5 ounces of whole blood had been pumped into her. When she
finally got the ability to ask, she found out that he had taken her to
the hospital (which was, thankfully, all of a block from the college
campus/medical school where his apartment was located), sat her in a
chair in ER, and said, "she's bleeding," then he walked out the door.

She didn't have any ID. It took the doctors another two days to get any
information out of her. They reassured her that she wouldn't be
pregnant, she didn't show any signs of contracting venerial disease, and
could the police please take two hours worth of excruciating photos and
ask a buch of questions that would bring it all back in a flood that
even the morphine couldn't block...

They told her the rest later. How her cervix had been practically
destroyed by his attack. How she could never, ever carry a child. How
there would be pain and abnormal bleeding for years because of her
tendency to keloid tissue. How his apartment (at least the address she
gave) had been hastily abandoned and he was nowhere to be found). How
her parents would really like to see her. She slit her wrists with her
teeth the following night.

But they bandaged her up, doctors can do that. Keep her alive when she's
half dead inside. And all she can think of is where he ran off to,
taking her life the moment he touched her.


And you write of "enjoyable rape"?