Lynn drove home from work not quite sure what to expect. She and her husband had discussed their fantasies many times, and knew which ones turned her on the most, hell he'd even let her do a couple of them...but this would be taking things to a whole new level.
As she drove she remembered their activities over the past month. It had all started when they had gone to therapy together and the shrink had suggested that they tell each other their deepest darkest secrets in private some night. That night, they had a romantic dinner and decided that then was as good a time as any.
He started by saying that his secrets all involved things he wanted to do to her in bed but he'd never worked up the nerve to ask. His biggest wish and desire was to "rape" her one night. He wanted to slap her, tie her up, hear her beg him to stop, and then fuck her up the ass until he came.
When she first heard this she had to admit she was taken aback. She never knew him to have a violent side, and she had no idea he wanted to fuck her up the ass, much less in such a way. But as she watched him she could tell he was getting aroused at the mere thought and she began to consider it. After a few minutes, she agreed to help him fulfill his fantasy and they decided that he would surprise her on the day so that her fear would be real and not forced.
Five months went by and nothing happened, in fact, she had pretty much forgotten about his fantasy, and they still hadn't discussed hers. She was in the shower after a long day at work when she felt a hand clasp over her mouth and felt her hair get wrapped in someone's hand. Her first reaction was to scream and try to fight, but as she did he pulled her hair harder and hissed in her ear: "bitch make one more move and I will kill you, do you understand me?" She didn't recognize his voice but she was so frightened that she did as she was told.
She felt herself being dragged from the shower by her hair and a blindfold was put over her face. She heard the shower turned off and she felt the man grab her by the arm and drag her towards her bedroom. "I've been watching you bitch and I've been waiting for a night when you husband wasn't home to finally fuck you. I'm so glad that night is finally here," he whispered in her ear. She whimpered even as she realized that the voice was somehow vaguely familiar.
In response to her whimpering he pulled her hair so hard it snapped her head back. "I do want you to scream, but not yet my dear, not yet." She was suddenly thrown, face down onto the bed, and she heard the man behind her as if he was searching for something. He found her handcuffs next to the bed and wrenched her hands behind her back, locking them so that she couldn't move.
"Get on your knees, now!" he commanded in a gruff voice. She tried to do as she was told, but it was hard without the use of her hands. She slipped several times in the effort, but was finally able to get her knees under her, it was horribly uncomfortable however with her face pressed into the mattress.
As soon as she'd gotten into position, she felt him behind her, felt and heard him that is. He reached his hand around and pinched her nipples with such force she felt tears well in her eyes and then he began to tug at her nipples and breasts. It hurt so badly, yet at the same time she could feel that familiar tingling sensation starting in her pussy.
She was amazed! How was it possible that she was so horribly afraid and yet getting aroused at the same time? Her captor then moved his hands between her legs. He let out a slow chuckle as he felt the wetness there. "I see we are liking this?! I knew you were a whore. No mind, however, this will make it more fun for me." Then he began pulling on her clit so roughly she had to scream out in pain.
In response, he flipped her on to her back and slapped her hard across the face. She saw stars in her eyes as the blow was dealt and she could feel the welt forming on her cheek and the heat from where his hand had met her face. "I told you that you were not allowed to scream yet, do I need to gag you? I think I will just in case."
With that he reached over and found her ball gag from behind the bed and shoved it roughly into her mouth so that she could barely get air, much less breathe. She could feel him get off the bed, and she heard him taking his clothing off. Then he was back and he was on top of her. She could feel his nakedness against her, and she could feel his hard cock against her stomach...it was then that she remembered her husbands' fantasy and began to understand what was going on.
Just as that realization hit her, he bent his head down and bit down roughly on her nipple. She almost came off of the bed as a mixture of pain and pleasure overwhelmed her. He bit again, this time so hard she could feel as he drew blood. She had never "seen" him like this before, and it was frightening to her - frightening and arousing. Then he moved to the other nipple, again drawing blood.
Even with the ball gag, she let out a whimper - she didn't know how much more her body could take. Again, his response was a slap across the face; this one more forceful than the last, her eyes glazed and her ears rang with the force. "I've had enough of you bitch," he snarled as he slapped her breasts causing them to sting and swell. He then spread her legs and she tensed herself in anticipation of his violent intrusion. That was not what he had in mind however.
He pulled her hips up and made her stay like that with her legs spread and her pussy exposed for all to see. Then he put his head between her legs and bit once on her clit, just enough to let her know he was still in charge. He then pulled back and began slapping her pussy. The slaps were very punishing and painful, yet there was pleasure in them to - she had to stop herself a couple of times from arching up to meet his hand as he punished her now wet and throbbing pussy.
Then, without warning, he grabbed her by the front of her hair and flipped her back onto her stomach. "Back onto your knees bitch, I've waited long enough," he barked at her. Lynn knew what was about to happen, and she was instantly frightened. She had never had anything up her ass and she didn't know what he was going to do to her. Such fear welled up inside of her that she shivered and let out another whimper.
"I've had enough of you, you fucking cunt. I was going to be kind and lube my hard cock up before I fucked you, but now you've pissed me off and I've decided you don't deserve it." As soon as he said that she began to pull away on the bed - she was truly frightened now. But he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back towards him. "Uh uh uh," he tisked at her, "I'm just getting started now." With those final words he thrust his hard, throbbing cock, into her ass with all of the force he had.