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Definitely agree Ghostblood...
Reading your comment Messrs. Ghostblood, put it completely in perspective.
And would LOVE to read one of your *nasty* stories, while taking a break from washing, ironing, scrubbing, fluffing, feeding and all my other varied, homely duties.
And sorry Jacky Collins, but i need MORE!
(smile)
This story possibly stopped me from wanting to try the rape fantasy i've had for years, as most girls.
DO NOT READ IF SNUFF OFFENDS YOU or under 29.
Archive name: blind.txt (MF, rape, bdsm, snuff)
Authors name: Chac (Anon Address)
Story title : Blindfolded
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Blindfolded (MF, rape, bdsm, snuff)
by Chac (Anon Address)
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I woke up. I had no idea where I was. I suddenly
realized that my eyes were open but I could only see
pitch-blackness. I tried to call out but found my mouth
was covered by, most likely, duct tape. Then I noticed
my hands were bound above my head. I tried to move my
legs and felt the same thing.
I was lying down. It felt like I was blindfolded and
tied to a bed. My heart raced as I listened for any
familiar sound I could detect. I heard nothing. My mind
blared as I realized I was totally naked. I tried
freeing myself by thrashing my body and twisting my
arms and legs. The restraints wouldn't budge. I
couldn't think rationally, I just heard ringing and saw
nothing.
I could hardly breath because of the gag on my mouth. I
snorted through my nose and made muted calls for help
as I continued my mania. Finally I forced myself to
calm down realizing panic would be my worst enemy in
this situation. The ringing subsided and closing my
eyes helped relieve the anxiety caused by the
blindfold.
The only thing I could remember was leaving work Friday
evening. I couldn't tell if it was day or night and I
didn't know what day it was or how long I'd been lying
there. I imagined every horrible possibility and nearly
lost my mind worrying about what was going to happen to
me.
I had obviously been kidnapped and most likely drugged.
I didn't feel injured. I didn't feel like any of my
parts had been violated either. I was surprisingly
relieved while I was unbelievably afraid at the same
time.
I heard what sounded like a light switch. I immediately
opened my eyes expecting to finally see but was
sickened when I saw only the same horrid blackness and
remembered my blindfold. I was on the brink of
insanity. I imagined the most evil, disgusting looking
man standing there with the power of life and death
over me.
He spoke, "I guess you're wondering why you're here."
His voice was calm; almost pleasant, but the
circumstances made him a demon to me none the less. He
didn't say a word, how could I? I heard the bed creak
and felt it shift and imagined him climbing onto it.
The bed stilled, I waited. My mind was blaring again
and I was pushing nearer insanity.
I felt something warm and moist on my toes and tried to
pull my foot away but was stopped short by my binding.
Was he was licking my toes and feet? It was unbearable.
My stomach tensed and I fisted my feet and hands but
was totally helpless to escape or defend myself. He
worked his way up my calf, passed my knee and to my
inner upper thigh. Soon he was about two inches from my
vagina licking and sucking my thigh, alternating from
one thigh to the other.
I was horrified. I tried to think about something else,
anything else; I tried to escape mentally but I kept
returning to reality of what was happening to me, and
the feeling of being repulsed by his advances.
I could feel him licking my pussy hairs and he held
them between his teeth pulling and breathing hot air.
My skin crawled. Suddenly he plunged his tongue into me
and began sucking and eating me relentlessly.
I held back vomit as he ate my pussy against my will. I
felt my pussy involuntarily lubricating. The thought
that I was getting wet automatically -- despite my
obvious protest against what was happening to me caused
me to snap.
I lost all resistance and my limbs hung limp. I could
no loner move. I was somewhere else. My thoughts
wandered through subconscious as my captor continued
invade my defenseless body.
Sometime later I vaguely realized that he'd slid his
unusually large prick into me. I experienced it like a
nearly forgotten memory. I heard his panting and the
wet suction sounds of his pumping in and out of my
pussy, but didn't really comprehend that it was
actually my body that was being violated.
My thoughts wandered further into subconscious
dalliance and I was not in that horrible place anymore.
I was leaving work. driving to my normal hang out, a
swingers club near Deep Ellum in downtown Dallas. I was
having a few drinks with a couple I liked to swap with.
In my mind I heard them say, "So are you still in?"
I said, "Why of course, I wouldn't miss this
opportunity for the world."
What opportunity was I talking about? This too seemed
like a distant memory. Suddenly, without further delay,
everything came together: what I was doing tied up and
blindfolded with this sick bastard fucking me, and what
I was talking about when I said, "Of course, I wouldn't
miss this opportunity for the world."
I had paid my swinging friends to arrange my own
abduction and rape. I'd always fantasized about being
kidnapped and raped. I constantly masturbated, creating
scenarios related to the subject. And now, here I was
being kidnapped and raped by a stranger and it really
wasn't what I'd expected. I was truly experiencing the
horrible feelings I had fantasized about countless
times. I remembered agreeing that I should be heavily
drugged so I wouldn't change my mind.
I snapped out of my trance. My pussy and asshole burned
hot as I consciously realized this was the kidnapping
and rape I had paid five hundred dollars for. I opened
my eyes and welcomed the blackness that met me. I felt
the bleeding wounds on my wrists and ankles and drooled
hot wetness from my hole as my rapist obliged my
fantasy.
I began raising my hips from the bed to meet each of
his jousts. I marveled at his coldness, being able to
go through with such a horrible act. I thought he must
tell himself the girl really knows what's going on and
that is the only way he can do it.
I noticed he was talking to me saying, "Yeah you little
dirty cunt, you think you're too good to be raped. I'm
gonna kill you right when I cum too."
I couldn't believe how serious he sounded as I climaxed
for the second time within seconds of the first. I felt
his ridged, bloated prick impale me over and over again
as my muted screams echoed in my head. Then I felt him
fill me with his boiling broth as my thighs quivered
uncontrollably and my stomach and back knotted in
ecstasy. He moaned as he came to a stop, his cock
pushed all the way up my womb. His prick twitched and
spasmed as his last few drops oozed deep within me.
Then he pulled out slowly and I heard the bed creak
again as he apparently got up. I laid there
semiconscious and enjoyed the pleasant aftermath of my
multiple orgasms.
Suddenly I felt a deep sting and a dull pain in my
chest as I came to the stark realization I was being
stabbed with a knife. The blade was removed from my
chest and then pounded even harder into my vagina. I
screamed into my gag, I felt blood filling my mouth and
I realized that this was my last moment on earth...
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
No banning of anything, please!
I don't like snuff (death+sex) but that is MY problem.
Eros\Thanatos is worthy avenue of exproration.
Codes and warning are fair but ban, censorship etc are THE ORIGINAL DIRTY WORDS. Don' even THINK about it :eek:
Thank you
Have fun.
Pejanon
Snuff's not going anywhere
I'm pretty sure that, unless the government makes stories about snuff illegal, the snuff category isn't going anywhere on this website. This thread does spark some fun and interesting conversations every month or so, though. It is quite interesting to read different people's views.
Put Another Slave On The Fire
Children's fairytales are filled with fantasies of people being killed in all manner of gruesome ways, as well as being cooked and eaten. Here's a short extract from something I wrote recently on the subject of snuff fantasy:
Insofar as "cannibalism for entertainment" goes, look no further than the fairytales of the Brothers Grimm or Hans Christian Anderson. Modern day authors like Roald Dahl continue the tradition, and if ever you want to read a good story about evil dominatrix and the non-consensual humiliation of a young girl, look no further than his book Mathilda. All of these were written FOR CHILDREN and are considered part of growing up in households where "classical educations" are considered a thing of value.
Read the whole essay here:
Put Another Slave On The Fire
I could also have mentioned Disney stories (and some people seriously think they're 'evil' for this very reason) where themes are often about children who witness their parents being killed and are then raised by 'gentle, caring' wolves, bears, rattlesnakes, or whatever. *lol*
And as for pedo stories, how is it that Lolita is considered 'classic literature' but when anybody else writes about sex with minors it's collectively dismissed as porn, or worse? I personally don't believe the current state of society's pathological aversion to the subject does anything to address the subject of child abuse properly. To me, it's no different than primitive societies accusing their enemies of being 'cannibals' simply because that was the most disgusting label they could think of to place on them.
For the record, I don't enjoy reading or writing stories that have characters in them that aren't as old as my favorite pair of shoes, which are 25 or so years old and getting older every year :p
Thankyou Crickette ... Aren't you ...
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Originally Posted by crickette
I totally agree Mrs. Millie Moo (hope I spelled that right)and thanks to you I will never be able to look at a turkey without lmao again. I thank you ! :D
Dear Crickette,
Aren't you the 'crickette' that was hanged last Season at Lord Tuckerbelly's Gourmet Party?
No, guess you couldn't be.
Thanks for agreeing. Perhaps we can start a Discussion about .... errrrrmm.. What would YOU suggest. (smile)
xxx
Agree. Tho' sarcasm has a lot to answer
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Originally Posted by Darklord_of_vienna
I dont want to read any more of these perverted Anal-fucking stories.
Please remove each and every story containing anal-fucking!!!!
:D :D :D
.... and please remove anything to do with 'missionaries' and 'missionary positions' i've had quite enough of that.
.. more dungeon and raped by aliens, that would make a nice change.
:D :D :D
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