The following stories are purely a work of erotic fiction, they are not related to actual events any way.
I want to express my deepest and most heartfelt gratitude to the women throughout my life who have opened up about their most dark and intense fantasies, inspired many stories, and helped me gain greater insight into the day to day expectations, pressures, and dangers heaped upon them every day. These are words I would whisper into their ear, into your ear, like I am right now, slowly, low and deep, the warmth of my breath against your ear. Helping you release that tension, that frustration, that builds up and up and feels like it has no way out. Never be ashamed of having fantasies like these, enjoy them, play them out with your partners, play safe, and don't overthink it. You know the difference between fantasy and reality, and you know that I do too. You can stop anytime you want to, but I'd like to take you on a journey, to make your mind run wild and your heart pound in your chest. Now, come with me.
Episode One: Lara
"So, you're not a serial killer, right?"
I smiled broadly at Lara's question as she slid into the front seat next to me. It was the same question all of you ask me when getting into my car for the first time, well, most of you anyway. On the one hand, it's a silly thing to ask, because... of course I'm not. On the other hand, I feel sad when girls ask that, because the danger is very real, and it's not from serial killers. It's far more likely they will be victimized by an "ordinary guy" who simply doesn't view them as equals, really doesn't take their "No" seriously, who feels he can push the limits and get away with it. Which was an ironic feeling to be having, because, well... I was about to rape this girl. "No".
She softly closed the car door.
We both chuckled a little, and we pulled away from the parking lot. We made small talk while we drove. How was your day. What's new in town. Her hands were trembling, but she was trying not to show it. I made my turn into a large, abandoned industrial zone, and immediately could sense the change in her. Her chest began to rise and fall more quickly, more heavy, her lips opened as she gasped gently for breath. "Where are we going?"
"Right here." I pulled around the corner, in the dark. No one ever came back here, there were no cameras, and there wasn't a chance of being seen. I turned and looked at her slowly and saw her visibly shudder. "Get in the back."
"Whhhaaa, what, I don't..."
I reached over and snatched her head by her hair, my other hand coming over her throat, and closing, just enough. "What the fuck do you think this is? Huh? What do you think is gonna happen next? Hmmm? You're going to get in the back", I looked at her sternly, "and you're going to pull up that pretty little dress."
Her face contorted and she slowly shook her head. "Oh god no... oh god... please... pppplease"
"Are you going to behave? Huh?" I slapped her sharply and she let out a little yelp. "Get the fuck in the back." I pulled her by her hair out of the seat and shoved her over the center console as she hesitantly obeyed, and I followed her through.
"Bend the the fuck over. You hear what I said? Bend... the fuck... over!" I pushed her face down into the back seat as she yelped and whimpered. "Please please please.... don't hurt me. Please please please, don't..."
My hand slide slowly up the inside of her thigh, moving straight up squeeze her ass and then between her legs. "Hurt you" Oh... I'm not going to hurt you." She whimpered as she felt herself being touched by a stranger's hands, being hungrily groped and then, suddenly and with a gasp escaping her lips, her dress yanked up over her bare ass. "Oh that's right. That's what I want right there. Oh did you wear these pretty panties for me? What is this? What is... this...? A pretty... red... thong. Did you wear that for me baby? Did you?"
I've pulled her head up close to my face now, forcing her to sit back into my lap as I wrapped my hand around her soft neck. My breath was hot on the back of her ear as I spoke. "Did you wear these for me? Be honest now... did you?" Her eyes squeezed shut as if forcing back tears. She nodded.
"Say it." I took my hand off her throat and pressed my mouth against her ear, growling into it. "Say. It."
"I... I wore them... I wore them for you." I smiled and threw my head back, laughing heartily and then pulling them to the side, exploring her body like I owned it. "What a good girl! Mmmm, you are a dirty little slut, aren't you? You planned on showing these sexy panties to me, didn't you? Huh? Didn't you plan on showing these to me baby? Is this what you want? Is that why your pussy is dripping wet?"
She groaned and her bottom lip quivered as the words came out, her thighs squeezing tightly together as she tried to hide it from me. I quickly grabbed her legs and yanked them apart, sliding her panties to the side and then my fingers, right between the soaking wet lips of her vulva. "Oh that's right. Look at this dirty, dripping wet pussy! What a horny little slut you are! Is that why your pussy is so wet? Are you a dirty filthy little whore who likes being used? Well, are you?"
She shook her head slowly as I grabbed her by the hair again, slapping her cheek hard and then rubbing her own wetness over her lips and face. "Yes. You are. You are a dirty, filthy, fucking whore. And I'm going to use you as such right now." I pushed her back down into the seat and unzipped my pants, pulling out my raging hard cock.
"Are you ready to learn to know your place?" Holding her by the hair I slid into the seat, pulling her head into my lap and watching her eyes widen as she saw my hard cock for the first time. "Oh fuck... Okay, okay, okay..."
"Open your fucking mouth. Open it. Open... your FUCKING... mouth, you dirty fucking whore! Wider. That's right." I guided my cock into her mouth and held her head down, not enough to choke her, but to make her accept it, to taste it. "Now suck it."
She obeyed immediately, something I find most of them do. I guess it's realization at that point that it's going to happen whether they like it or not so they might as well get it over with. I smiled and let her go as she began enthusiastically sliding her mouth up and down my shaft, sucking and licking like a hungry slut. Maybe she was hoping that if she got me off then I wouldn't rape her.
"Oh, you like that hard cock, don't you? Hmmm? You like to suck cock, you dirty little cunt? You know your place, don't you? That's right, suck it good for me baby. That's your place right there, down on your knees being used by a hard dick. Do you know your place? Do you?" She nodded, my dick moving up and down with her mouth. "Say it." She began sliding her mouth off of me when I immediately grabbed her by the head and pushed her back down."Did I say you could take that dick out of your mouth? Did I? Say it, while my dick is in your mouth. Come on, you're a dirty fuck-toy, aren't you? I know you're used to having cock in your mouth, now say it."
