Want To Ravage My Body and Make Me Yours?
Ravage me – make me surrender to you. If you’ve been keeping up with my other blogs, you’ll know I’ve written one rape fantasy already. That one was at my house. This one happens in a public place!
Imagine this, if you will….. I’m walking home from the bank, my high heels clicking against the pavement. It’s getting dark and the sun is setting. Damn you daylight savings! I’m wearing a tight skirt that hugs my hips and accents my ass very nicely, making it pop and stick out. I’m also wearing a nice, low-cut blouse that shows off my perky tits.
Well, because it’s getting dark I want to get home as soon as possible. I took a shortcut down this alley. I’ve taken it home several times before so no big deal. As I passed the dumpster (that apparently no one ever uses because it never smells like anything) to my left a large, strong hand clamps firmly over my nose and mouth.
“Don’t fucking move. Don’t make a sound.” His voice is deep and commanding.
He’s outside my peripheral vision so I can’t make out his face. I hear what sounds like a switchblade click open. He puts it to my neck. The steel feels cold against my skin. I stop moving, not able to breathe. He takes his hand off my mouth, reaches down, and pulls up my skirt. With his knife hand, he slices through it, cutting it off me. It falls to the ground in a pile to my left. He takes that knife, puts it right in my cleavage, and slices down to my belly, the knife ripping my blouse and bra off me.
With another hand, he grabs me by my hair and slams me against the brick wall. My tits scrape against it as he presses his body against mine. Yanking my hair back he shoves his hard, thick, powerful cock deep inside my pussy. I cry out and he immediately puts his knife against my throat to remind me to be silent. As he thrusts into me harder, deeper, he slides the knife down to my thigh and scratches my skin lightly as he pounds his cock into me again, deeper, harder, faster. My tits scrape the wall as he takes me right here, right in the alley.
And when he cums, he cums a LOT!
He’s quick for my eyes and my dazed mind. I’m left to pick up the pieces of my torn clothes and shattered sense of self-worth. As I walk home, his cum dripping down my legs and into my high heeled shoes, the feeling of his body against mine and his cock inside me won’t leave me alone…..
But, it doesn’t stop there. When I do get home and wash off my body I keep pulling on my nipples, the nipples that were scraped against the wall. Remembering it. Clinging on to that memory. As I sit on the floor of the shower my hand wanders back to my pussy. My heartbeat quickens again like it did in the alley, and I can’t stop my fingers from rubbing my clit…..how he took me in that alley…..how he ravaged my body….. I wish he had abducted me, too.
Do you want to ravage my body? Take all control of me? Force me to do what YOU want?
