innerdemonsworld:cutegirl213:super-trafalgar:super-trafalgar:No, of course there isn’t.Although best
innerdemonsworld:cutegirl213:super-trafalgar:super-trafalgar:No, of course there isn’t.Although best if you don’t advertise it to the world at large - especially if you’re young, attractive and tend to dress like the girl in this picture. Because that’s just asking for it. Before you know it, you’re likely to find some guy standing behind you, his hands wrapped around your cute little titties, telling you that he’s got rape fantasies just like you.It’ll be no good struggling and trying to tell him that yours are just fantasies, and that you don’t want it happening for real. Because, what with your cute little butt squirming against his crotch, and the feel of your tits, bare beneath that miniscule little crop-top, his cock is going to be hard as a rock and there will be no stopping him.As he drags you off to somewhere private, he’ll encourage you to struggle, saying that’s just what he’s been imagining you’d do when he finally got his hands on you. He’ll tell you that ever since he heard you confiding your rape fantasies to your girlfriends he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about what he wants to do to you. That he’s been wanking his hard cock to images of you for weeks now, thinking of what your tits would look like when he pulled them out of your top, and what colour panties you’d have on when he yanked that tiny little mini-skirt that you like to wear above your waist.“No, no, please-” would probably be about all you could get out before he’d start turning his dreams into reality. Your crop top would be pulled up and his hands would be squeezing them roughly, your bare flesh in his hands inciting him to ever greater heights of excitement. His breath rasping in your ear, his mouth biting on your neck. He’ll be telling you about your face and lips - so beautiful - and how he’s been imaging his cock pushed between those lovely innocent lips of yours.So even as you kick and squirm more violently, and as much as you protest and go, “No! No!” he’ll be going, “Oh, Christ, yes, you’re perfect, I love this!” And he’ll spin you round so he can look you full in the face and try to kiss you; his lips mashing hard against yours, his tongue trying to force its way into your mouth. “C’mon, bitch, kiss me!” he’ll be saying, as he holds your hair tight in his fist.Of course, you won’t kiss him back - but he wouldn’t expect or want this anyway. The last thing he wants is any show of consent from you. What he wants to see is the panic or the defiance or the fear in your eyes as he violates you. He’ll hold your head in place by your hair, and pin you down on the bed with his weight, and he’ll say, “OK, bitch, now time to show me your cute little cunt.”I wonder how you see it in your fantasies, girls? Do you have your rapist yanking your panties down your legs, as you desperately contend to stop him by whatever means you can? Bucking and twisting your hips? Pressing your thighs tight together? It’s no use they’re coming off in short order, whatever you do, because this is the core of what he wants from you. This is why you are here with him now, like this; you on bottom, him on top. Your skirt will be rucked up around your waist, your legs will be bare, and your panties will be pulled down around your thighs, or violently jerked back and forth so they rip into shreds, or even snicked at the waistband with a knife so they fall, in pieces, by the wayside. Either way, however it happens, your cunt will be there, exposed, ready for him to violate.Will he take you there and then, in a frenzy of lust and pounding hip-thrusting jerks? Possibly, but chances are that if he’s been planning this for weeks he’ll want to really take the time to savour your body. Maybe he’ll tie up your wrists to the bed railings, leaving your legs free so he can more easily get you in a position he wants. “This is what I’ve been dreaming of,” he’ll say, and you’ll feel his warm, moist breath between your legs, his tongue licking your inner thighs, his hands on your knees forcing them apart and open. “Are you a virgin? Please tell me you’re a virgin, and my cock is going to be the first one inside you.”You might well be crying at this point, as his fingers probe inside you, inspecting you for tightness, heat, wetness, virginity. Don’t expect sympathy however. In fact, your tears may just make his cock harder - after all, the whole point of rape is that it’s against your will, right? So, instead, expect him to unzip and pull his erection out, ready to use you, and get what he’s come for.If you have rape fantasies, then maybe when it comes to the real thing, you’ll actually be wet when his cock goes into you against your will. And maybe, even though it is against your will, and you definitely don’t want this man, this stranger, this abuser to be raping you, maybe you will be aroused, despite yourself and despite your tears. Maybe you’ll moan in arousal, maybe you’ll buck your hips, maybe his fucking you, his hard cock plunging roughly in and out of you, his words, “C’mon, you dirty, fucking bitch, cum for me, cum around my cock as I rape your sweet cunt. I know this is what you want,” tip you over the edge, and you do cum, crying all the harder in distress.If so, you’ll have plenty of time afterwards to think about whether that was wrong. Re-blog.Tell me yours if you dare -- source link