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Friday, July 15, 2016

Story Roleplay | An Internet Fiend

The moment I saw your photos online, I knew I was going to rape you.

Even from those first photos where you sent me your smiling face, those pretty eyes were simply begging to be conquered. Whether you knew it then or not doesn’t matter – your instincts got the better of you. It just took a few smooth words and lavish compliments until you were sending me nudes. Oh, what a slut you were, eager to do anything I asked as step by step I turned your mind towards the ultimate in domination:

Nonconsensual Breeding.

Yes, you thought it was all just fantasies, those terribly taboo things I made your pussy quiver to. Those stories about binding you to your bed, blindfolding you, and collaring you before I plunged into your naked, helpless cunt? The dirty talk where I growled in your ear how I was going to rape my baby into you and make you wander the streets with my bastard kicking inside you? All the messages, the captions, the videos I made of your whorish body on display with the lewdest, wildest threats on them?

Those were not fantasy. They were my plans for you. 

And now as I stand over your bed as you sleep, I can’t help but pull back the covers. Oh how lovely and nubile you are. You’re barely legal – not that my actions now would be any less criminal as I drag the cold steel along your supple tits and thighs. Those lovely dreams you’re having will soon give way to your wakeful nightmare come to life, that tantalizing doom that has been making your pussy weep and your body seize up. You stared too long into the abyss, and now I have come to swallow you up. 

Little slut, I want to fuck you until you can't run away from me. Yes, I am going to fuck you on your adorable bed tonight as your screams bite into my palm. I’ll slam into your tight cunt, virginal in how long it has lusted for a real man’s cock. Those fuckboys before who you called boyfriends and flings didn’t deflower you – only a man can pound the virginity out of such a delicate, wanting flower as yours. 

How your body will squirm, how your nails will rake at my back, and how your legs will squeeze and shiver as I force such pleasures into your helpless body! Your stupid little mind could not comprehend how dangerous it was to send photos like that to a stranger online, and now your fertile womb will be paying the price.

Will I hike your knees up to your chest when I decide to blast your cunt full of sperm? Or maybe I will flip you onto your belly and force your face into the pillows when I knock you up? Why choose? I will have you every way, my unwilling slut! God how I can just feel the way your whole body will tighten when I growl in your ear those words that have been getting you off for weeks now, those words you thought were all in play: 

“Daddy’s going to cum inside you. Daddy’s going to knock you up.” 

Such anguish as that first hot jet of spunk rockets into you! You’re not on the pill – I checked your bathroom before I broke the lock on your door. My little slut hasn’t been protecting herself from big, bad men who want to fuck their babies into her. Too bad. Maybe nine months of your taut belly swelling out into a mountain will teach you not to tempt bad men with your fertile body, hmmm? Stain the pillows with your tears – they’ll match the dampness your inseminated cunt will leave on your sheets! 

It won’t be just once that first night. Oh no! Our ‘honeymoon’ is going to last for hours. Hours of wrenching you up by your hair to fuck your tight cunt from behind, forcing your lips to close around my throbbing dick dripping with our juices, slathering up your tight asshole to claim your tightest hole…

But make no mistake, I won’t dump a load anywhere else but inside your wet, wanting pussy. I want you to know that when the dawn is just about to break, as I am carrying your sweaty, limp body out to my truck to spirit you away to your new home, that your fate is already sealed. That I have made good on all my threats to make you mine by plowing your young body with my thick member. That the countless loads of sperm I have shot up into your defenseless belly will find their mark and knock you up with your rapist Daddy’s baby. 

And there in the cabin far from any other soul, I will breed you over the coming weeks. No one will know where you went, where you are, despite how your screams for mercy from the unwanted ecstasy rip through the swaying trees and heavy snow. No one will come save for me, and you know how Daddy gets when he comes home to see his naughty slut curled up on the bed, the marks of our violent fucking tarnishing your once flawless skin. 

You’ll notice the swelling early on. Around your middle, to be specific. How your hunger begins to grow, the way you devour breakfast and yet cannot keep it down. And as the days and weeks pass you notice with creeping horror that I’m a monster of my word, and now a new hell grows inside you. My spawn, fucking into your precious cunt before you even turned 20 years old – a mommy made. Such a maelstrom of feelings for the innocent being you was sired by a tyrant within you – a piece of your rapist that will be a part of you forever. 

I know you will try to run. Silly girl. No matter how far you get, you know I will always be behind you, waiting to seize you about your swelling belly and pull you back in. You will never get away from me, not with my rape seed growing inside you. I've marked you, branded you, as my property. No one will take in a slut like you once I've had you. The only place in the whole world that will have an open door for you is here, on my doorstep, held open by my hand. 

And as the months move on, you will grow too big to even consider escape. The flames of distrust and rage fade to but smoldering ash in your eyes as you look up at me as I marvel and relish the roundness of your naked belly. The murmurs you make about me being more gentle given how my baby kicks inside you makes me ravage your pussy even harder. And so you murmur more for me. 

Every night I will drag my hands across the growing expanse of your belly and fuck another load into your tightening cunt just to make sure you remember whose baby it is. And oh you will remember, even in your dreams. And every morning you will wake up with my arms about your breasts and my cock buried deep inside your pregnant cunt. Just like you deserve. Just as you were destined for. 

What more use for you will I have when I break your water during our last fuck? Your labor will last for hours, more than enough time to paint your whorish body in sperm and laugh at your desperate struggling. To make you cum against even the sharp pains of birth as I tell you how you’re having your rapist’s baby, a monster just like me, and how it makes a slut like you all the dirtier for being a naughty mommy. 

And that is how I will leave you as the hospital, shivering and quaking with orgasms you cannot stop as you give birth to my progeny among strangers who don’t even know your name. Just some street walker vagrant, they might say as they give you nothing to dull the pain of labor. And in those horrid moments your body will betray you, flooding you with need for your baby’s father, the man you hate and love above all others. 

A scream. A last push. And it’s done. The hospital soon discovers you are the missing girl who was kidnapped from her home months ago. His bastard finds a loving home with those who can fully adore him, and you return to yours as you had left it. The nightmare ends where it began, curled up in your room as if you were just a normal girl again. But you’ll never be the same, not after me. 

I can see you, staring out the window towards the forest where somewhere you know you spent the last nine months as my sex slave and breeding mare. But is it over? The shadow of a man passes across the wall, a shape you have grown so familiar with. And as you instinctively pull back the covers and spread your naked thighs for the fiend, you realize that you have become addicted to your greatest fantasies, and I will never let you leave them again.

1 comment:

  1. I loved the social worker story. Wish the sequel was a little longer but it was still great. :)