I often go to BDSM chat rooms looking for a little fun. The last time I was in the BDSM chat room, I spoke to a guy that wanted to live out a rape fantasy and I have had a rape fantasy for years and was thrilled to meet someone like-minded. I emailed him and got the details and told him I was up for anything. He told me that it would happen in the next week but not when or where. That was part of the excitement, not knowing when it was coming. He could do anything to me, tie me up, beat me, minor cuts, just nothing life threatening. It had to be as real as possible. I was excited! Three days later as I walked home from dinner near my home at dusk, I was attacked from behind and dragged into the bushes. My assailant tied me up and punched me in the face a few times until I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in a seedy motel room tied to the bed posts. I got so excited, to finally have my rape fantasy. He stripped me down to my black pantyhose and bra. He took some scissors and cut a hole in the crotch of my pantyhose. I was not getting away anytime soon. I told him I was so happy to finally meet him after all the preparation we had put in. He looked at me and nodded his head. I figured he was staying in character. He came over to me and said shut up bitch and slapped me hard across the face. My lip was bleeding. He pressed his finger firmly against my pussy and seemed surprised at my wetness. He cock was so hard, it was straining against the pants he wore. I told him to let me suck his cock and he took it out and put it in my bleeding mouth. I sucked his long, hard cock, sliding in and out of my mouth, making his cock get even harder. He took me by the neck and pulled me off his cock and said, “no, I wanna fuck you,”. He clumsily climbed on top of me, guiding his cock through the pantyhose and into my waiting wet cunt. He was so excited, he came in minutes. He told me not to tell anyone how quick he came. He cut me lose, said thanks and left the room.
Master can be cruel and sadistic. But he sure can be giving with those orgasms. He makes me squirt over and over. One on top of another. My legs were cramping my arms were burning. My body could not stop twitching. The orgasms were starting to hurt as my body cramped more with each one. He would take breaks from giving me such pleasure. To whip me a bit here and there. But the pain just made my squirting more intense. I know Master cares and loves me. Otherwise he would not give me so much of his time. He would not give me so much of his pain and pleasure for me to enjoy. I am one lucky slave to have such a wonderful Master.
