Being Frightened Arouses Her

This story includes nonconsensual elements and threats of violence

.

We were both around twenty-five and had been going out and sleeping together for about four months. The sex was good but one day we discovered something that shocked us sexually. The way we found out about June's peculiarity was extremely upsetting. Let me explain. We had been in the city centre at an extremely nice restaurant. It was a summers evening and we had enjoyed a lovely meal. By our standards we were dressed smartly. June looked stunning in a short dress which showed off her great legs and her perky boobs perfectly.

We had a short walk from the restaurant to the car park down a short alleyway. I was aware that a man had followed us out of the restaurant and became worried when a man walked towards us from the other end of the walkway. I positioned myself between the man behind us and June but this allowed the other man to grab June and put a knife to her throat. I immediately raised my hands and said that they could have everything we had on us if they would let June go. I looked around in hope that someone would disturb our assailants but there was no one to help us.

June looked terrified and close to tears. I was scared that she would be sexually assaulted as the man with a knife to her throat also had his other hand across her chest. The other man demanded that we emptied our pockets. Fortunately I only had a wallet with a few pounds and three cards in. I gave them to him and confirmed that I had nothing more to give him. He seemed annoyed with this and demanded June's ring from her finger as it was obvious that her clothing was not hiding any valuables. Much to my relief and surprise both men departed towards the restaurant.

June fell into my arms in tears. I had no idea what she was doing when she grabbed one of my hands and put it inside her panties. What was even more shocking was that her pussy was awash. I was so upset that the incident had been so distressing that she had pissed herself. The surprises did not end there as she almost growled at me,

"Rub me, rub me hard and don't stop."

I did exactly what she said without questioning her. It took her only ten seconds to orgasm violently as my fingers rubbed her clit.

"Fuck I am so sorry but I needed that like I have never needed it before."

With this she turned put her hands on the wall and spread her legs as if expecting a police search before flicking her short dress up her back and pulling her panties to the side of her pussy.

"Fuck me harder than you have ever fucked anybody and don't hold back for one second."

I had no idea that I had an erection until I unzipped myself. I slipped in easily and took hold of her hips and fucked her violently. I think I was venting my anger at the men but I am not sure it was the same for her. I came in less than a minute and June certainly came again before I withdrew. When I looked around there was a couple watching us from the end of the alleyway near the restaurant. I was embarrassed but felt better when in a loud voice she said,

"My god that is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Why don't you do me like that?"

We were quickly into the car and driving back to the hotel without saying a word. When we collapsed onto the bed June said,

"I am so sorry I have never experienced anything like that. I didn't know orgasms could be that wonderful and to have two so quickly and violently was unbelievable. I thought that we might die in that alleyway and I have never been that scared in my life. Something is still pumping through my veins. I just wish I could bottle it. Would you please forgive, but even more important right now is that you fuck me again I feel so fucking ready."

She took my hardening cock in my mouth and it was soon fully erect due to her feverish efforts with my balls and cock. We usually discussed the possible positions for making love but, positioning herself on her knee she made it clear what she wanted. Although the fucking was now much more controlled, she was still clearly more aroused than usual even after cumming twice. She urged me on before finding her clit with her fingers.

As I fucked her, she started pleading with our assailants not to kill us. As this pleading got stronger, she pushed herself back against me to increase the pace and the penetration. Her climax was strong and she didn't stop pleading for her life all the way through more than a dozen strong orgasmic spasms. My excitement was as strong as I had ever experienced and I came strongly as her orgasm started to ebb away.

She was crying strongly as she collapsed forward. I cuddled her and tried to comfort her until she fell asleep. In the morning we discussed what had happened and she said that her body had reacted strongly when she feared for her life, adding that she had thought for a moment that she would orgasm without any sexual contact.

Sex together over the following weeks lacked the passion it had previously had and certainly came nowhere close to intense excitement we had enjoyed the night described above. I wondered whether she felt I had not done enough to protect her that night and things became tense between us.

It was more than a month later when we were well into some foreplay when June said,

"Tell me everything you remember about that night in the alley."

I was certain that she was not looking to get it out of her system, far from it she wanted to relive it, to experience the terror again. She had initiated the foreplay and had been more responsive than usual. I was a bit concerned but decided to try and meet her expectations.

"When we entered the short alleyway, I was aware of the man behind us who had left the restaurant straight after us. It wasn't until we were well into the cut-through and the man approached us from the other end that I became concerned. When he put the knife to your throat, I became very worried."

"Did you think that they were going to sexually assort me?"

"I didn't know what was going to happen, but I knew it was not good. I felt protective towards you but feared that if I resisted you could get seriously hurt."

"If the man with the knife had started to sexually assort me, would you have acted differently?"

"I don't know what I would have done. You did look very helpless and maybe I was a bit of a coward."

"When the knife was against my throat, I didn't know what was going to happen to us. I thought for a moment that if I wasn't killed by the man with the knife, I was likely to collapse as my body was flooded with adrenaline or something. I thought for a few seconds that my bladder had failed but that was before I realised that my body was sexually aroused like never before. Right at that moment I wondered what I would do if our attackers raped me. I was frightened that I might be unable to stop myself climaxing particularly if they were rough with me."

"It is okay you had an extreme reaction to an extremely scary situation. It is something you had no control over."

"You don't fully understand, since that evening I have fantasised about what happened but also fantasised about what might have happened. I am ashamed but realise that I have got to accept that being terrified sexually arouses me and the idea of being raped terrifies and excites me. Please tell me how that evening might have ended differently. Do not touch me in any way while you help me fantasise."

This was a shock to my systems. I knew if I was going to deliver what June wanted, I would have to buy into the fantasy myself. It didn't take me long to realise that it wasn't only June who was aroused by the fantasy.

"The man with the knife held to your throat tells me to hand over my valuables but I refuse saying that he hasn't got the balls to cut you. His response to my aggression is to say, 'Oh there are so many things I would rather do to this pretty lady than cut her, but this knife is very sharp.' With this he takes the strap of your dress and cuts through first one shoulder and then the other. You manage to stop them dropping just before your bra-less breasts are fully revealed. I still refuse to hand anything over and the man next to me makes no move to force me to. His response is to laugh and say 'please don't give me your wallet yet I am enjoying the entertainment far too much.'

I can see that you are very flushed and look close to tears. The knife is now placed on the inside of your leg just below your short dress before it is dragged very slowly up towards your pussy. You react by using one hand to grab the wrist he is holding the knife in. This leads to the one shoulder strap falling right off your breast. I am ashamed to say that seeing a breast has never been more erotic than seeing your breast and erect nipple at that moment. Knife man laughs again and says, 'I strongly suggest that you let go of my wrist as you are very likely to get cut if we struggle. If you let go, I will probably do no worse than use the knife to free you of your panties.'

I see you trying to weigh up the options facing you and you let go of his wrist. For some reason you do not re-cover your breast even as the knife reaches your panties. He uses his other hand to pull the front of you dress up until your panties are fully exposed. He scrapes across the top of your pantie covered pussy with the edge of the blade. To my total horror, as he does so, I am sure that the gusset of the thin panties change colour as I assume you pee yourself slightly. Shamefully my horror soon becomes arousal and I become aware of my erection for the first time. When the wet patch of your panties grows to a couple of inches the man next to me exclaims, 'My god she is loving it.'

When I look up into your eyes, I realise his appraisal of your state is far more accurate than mine. You might be terrified but you are also helplessly aroused. Knife man moves the blade to the waistband of your panties and the sharp blade makes short work of the elastic. It takes two more cuts before your underwear offers you no protection. I am routed to the spot by what is happening but I cannot deny that my erection is proof that it is arousing me."

As demanded, I was not touching June in any way as we lay next to each other on the bed. She did have her hands across her chest. She was fully naked and I could smell the wonderful aroma of aroused June. Her legs were clamped tight shut but she was squeezing and relaxing them as I continued the story/fantasy. Her eyes were shut.

"Knifeman frightened me as he turned the blade flat against you pussy and tapped it against your very visible clit. Your growl was not of pain but of either arousal or frustration. At this point both of your breasts were fully exposed and your nipples looked rock-hard. Your face and right down across your breasts were flushed bright red. I have seen you just before you orgasm many times and have never seen you so ready. It was at that moment that your hands found both of your nipples and pulled at them viscously."

Next to me on the bed June started writhing around as her tightening and relaxing of her crossed legs became almost demented. She had not touched herself as far as I was aware but was in the throes of a powerful orgasm. As it exploded, she did copy the story and grabbed hold of her erect nipples and pulled them hard. She was pleading for something but I was unable to understand what. I wasn't sure that her climax had finished when she rolled off the bed and shouted at me,

"They are going to rape me up against the wall. Help me, help me, fuck me now."

She put her hands on the wall in front of her and spread her legs as she had in the alley. She looked over her shoulder and screamed,

"Go on then rape me, fuck the shit out of me you bastard."

She was looking at me but I was certain that she was seeing a rapist. Her face was bright red and displaying anger, annoyance but most of all arousal. She had goaded me into playing the rapist as I spanked her ass with my hand twice before entering her with one forceful thrust. I pushed her hands away from her boobs and took hold of her swollen erect nipples. I alternated between squeezing them and slapping them hard. I have no idea whether the orgasm she was experiencing was the one she started on the bed or a second one. It was hard to understand whether she was continuously cumming or whether she had more than one. Either way she swore at her rapist calling them (me) all the names under the sun. I thought I would be finished in seconds but for some reason we fucked on violently for many minutes.

When eventually I did cum, I came hard very deep inside her. I lost all awareness of June until my cock softened and slipped out of her pussy accompanied by a mixture of both of our juices. June was exhausted as we crept back to bed. I sensed that she didn't want to talk about things, so as before just held her as she drifted off to sleep.

It was as we woke up that she seemed agitated and in need of talking about things.

"Fuck that was frighteningly exciting. What the fuck have I become. I thought when we were attacked, I just experienced a freak reaction to being petrified. Reliving it I am now frightened that it was the fear of rape that excited me so much."

"It just goes to prove the idea that the brain is the most erogenous zone. I have never seen any woman cum with so little physical stimulation both the night of the attack or last night. What last night proved was that you can experience extreme pleasure with little physical stimulation."

"But I don't want to have to be scared witless or actually raped to experience wonderful orgasms. Maybe we could try roleplaying and see if I can respond so completely?"

It was a week later that I said to June,

"For your birthday would you like me to book a table at your favourite restaurant?"

By the time she whispered "yes please", her face was flushed and her eyes were glazed over.