gf's rape fantasies

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Registered: 11-01-2004
gf's rape fantasies
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Mon, 11-01-2004 - 4:41pm
please help! my gf has this fantasy about being brutally raped. she wants me to beat her up, brusing her, pulling her hair and smacking her her face and punching her vagina. she wants as close to the real thing as possible. how do i tell her i cant do it because it scares me?

she was never raped but her friend was.

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Registered: 10-04-2004
Wed, 11-03-2004 - 9:20am
Here is a suggestion to make her not think that way anymore......

Author unknown.....


I was about 11 years old.

I was at my best friend ##### ‘s house to celebrate my birthday.

I was spending the night.

We were drinking strawberry daiquiris with her mother.

Her much older brother ----- (19?) came home to visit after a few (4 or more) drinks.

He brought his friend ***** with him.

***** was my long time crush.

They stayed for a few minutes. (About 30)

Then they told us to come outside with them while they smoked.

We went out onto the front porch of the apartments.

They were smoking cigarettes and marijuana.

They offered us the joint.

Because we already had cigarettes.

##### said yes.

I said no.

----- said that if I tried it he would take me to the store and buy me some more alcohol.

I thought about it and said o.k.

I ended up smoking a lot of it because I didn’t know it was different than a cigarette.

I then remember getting into his van with ***** and I in the back seat.

##### stayed home.

***** started to move closer to me on the floor of the van on the way to the store.

I didn’t mind because he was my crush.

(There were no seats in the back of the van)

We went to the store and got something else to drink.

----- kept it up front with him because I was a minor.

On the way back from the store ***** tried to kiss me and I pushed him away.

He got angry with me because he knew I liked him.

He started to force the issue and lay me down on the floor of the van.

----- said “no dude, she’s mine”

I liked the fact that he stood up for me because I had always thought of him as a brother.

***** got upset.

He then listened to ----- and moved away from me.

When we returned back to the house we turned on the radio.

----- took my drink into the kitchen to mix it.

***** went with him.

----- brought my drink to me and sat on the couch.

I was sitting on the waterbed in the living room.

##### and ***** were standing by the front door.

They said they were going to go for a walk to the park in the apartments.

I had started feeling tired so I said I would stay.

----- said he wanted to stay and listen to the radio.

##### and ***** left.

I laid down to rest.

I must have fallen asleep or passed out.

I opened my eyes in horror as I felt extreme pain between my legs and -----’s eyes looking deep into mine.

I tried to push him away but I had no strength.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me.

I couldn’t hardly move.

I started to kick and scream to get him off of me.

I was so very afraid.

I still didn’t know why it hurt between my legs.

He then put a pillow over my face to stop me from screaming.

I couldn’t breathe anymore with the pillow on my face.

I tried to reach up and grab the pillow but my arms wouldn’t move.

I played dead.

He took the pillow off of my face and I looked up and saw him holding my wrists against the headboard of the waterbed.

A single tear rolled down my cheek as I realized that he wasn’t playing.

He yelled at me not to look at him.

I was so afraid that I stopped fighting for a minute.

He let go of my hands.

He then pushed me to the middle of the bed.

He grabbed my hair and put his dick in my mouth.

It tasted awful.

I didn’t know what to do.

He held me by my hair and moved my head up and down on his penis.

I looked up at him with fear and shame in my eyes.

He told me not to look at him and watch the teeth.

He said I would regret it if I bit him.

That went on for a while.

Then he laid me over the back of the couch and began to rape me again.

I then realized that the pain between my legs was his penis.

It hurt really bad.

After he got tired of that position he took me back to the bed.

##### and ***** returned from the park.

He told me not to say anything or he would share me with *****.

They went into #####’s room.

The rape continued.

I just cried and asked him why.

He said that he has always liked me and I have always liked *****.

He was upset that I was never interested in him.

He said he thought I was sexy.

He continued to get violent.

The more I fought him, the more he hurt me.

He said that it was my fault for drinking at such a young age.

I spit in his face.

He choked me until I turned colors.

He thought he was going to kill me.

His mom came out of her room to see what all the noise was.

He kept his hand around my throat and pulled the covers over my head.

He told her that she must have heard the music.

She said to turn it down.

He said “go back to bed and leave us alone”

He finally let go of my throat and told me to take a breath.

He then put his hands around my neck again.

He held my throat until the last possible second.

Just when I thought I was going to die….

He must have let go.

I woke up later on that night.

He was gone.

##### and ***** were asleep naked in her bed.

#####’s mom was gone to work.

I got dressed and ran out the door.

I have never seen ##### or ***** again.

I didn’t go back home for a week or two.

(To let the bruises heal)

I had hand prints around my neck.

I had bruises on my thighs from his hard thrusts.

I had bruises and burst veins on my wrists.

And a broken blood vessel in my eye from lack of oxygen.

I never told anyone because I thought I would get in trouble for drinking.






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