One of Nikki's favorite games was 'rape'. For years she had played herself to sleep with fantasies of white Knights and rescue, and masked marauders and rape. And rape was more fun. First, I got her to talk about her 'favorites' -- coming home from work, showering, then taken, forced, overwhelmed. After school we did not always get to my place at the same time, often one or the other of us would stop on the way for one reason or another. So, one day she arrived and found I wasn't there yet, decided to shower and surprise me when I came in. however, it was she who would be surprised.
I was waiting, naked, behind the door as she finished her shower and came into the bedroom. I had watched her as she stripped and went to shower. Short -- five foot -- slender almost thin. Her pussy hair was black -- curly -- thick but trimmed and shaped and her belly flat. Her tits were small but looked firm and round with dark nipples that perked in the chill draft. The cheeks of her ass were round and high -- spankable. She had the look of an Arab to her, olive skin, fine sharp features with big brown eyes and wavy black hair to match her pussy. I had listened as she showered and my cock had hardened at the thought of what I was about to do to her. Now she was coming down the hall, she was mine and I was about to take her. I grabbed her around the waist and threw her on the bed. She tried to squirm away but I caught her by the hair and slapped her ass.
"What? NO! Go away! Don't hurt me! Don't you dare!"
Holding her facedown on the bed, I continued to slap her ass. Both her cheeks were turning bright red and my cock, already hard, was beginning to throb in anticipation of what was coming.
"Ow! Stop! You're hurting me! That hurts. What are you doing?
I rolled her on her back and grabbed her ankles, spread her legs and lowered myself between her thighs. She was wiggling and squirming trying to keep me out of her.
Softly I said, "I'm going to fuck you, little girl. I'm going to fuck you silly."
She was whispering, " No, please, don't hurt me! Don't do this!" her hands pushing against my chest.
"Stop, please stop, please!" She was crying, tears running from her eyes.
I stopped her by kissing her forcefully and taking her hands in one of mine, lifted them over her head and pinned them to the bed. I grabbed a tit with the other, squeezing it and pinching her nipple between two fingers. She twisted, trying to free her tit, I broke the kiss, pulled back a bit looked at her.
"OWW! That hurts. Stop! NO! Let go of me! You're hurting me!"
I pinched, rolled her nipple between my fingers. Her eyes were filling with tears and the look of fear. I was real and I had her. It was real, I would fuck her, rape her and no one would save her.
"Shut up, slut. Shut up and open up!"
