*Trigger Warning* The following piece of art may be offensive to some people because it contains rape fantasy, and is not real. Real rape is wrong. This story is intended for those who enjoy rape as a fantasy or role-play and it not intended to be real or to be reproduced in any way.
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Once upon a time, there lived a relatively normal girl named Donna Lynn. Donna was young, pretty and full of life. The men in her town were always checking her out and trying to flirt but Donna wasn't really into men. She wasn't really sure what she was into but she found herself fantasizing a lot about the woman with a cropped haircut that bagged her groceries each week. Donna lived on her own in a small apartment and many of the men in her town would congregate outside of her window to watch her change each evening. She was blissfully unaware that her blinds were open or that "peeping Toms" were all over the place.
Mark Combs was new in town and he hadn't had the opportunity to meet Donna in person, although he quickly caught on to the show that all of the men gathered to watch just below her apartment window each night. The first night he saw her unleash her large tits from her bra, Mark knew that he had to have more of her. He had a secret weapon that would put him above all of these other guys in Donna's heart. He simply had to get her alone. He pushed through the throng of thirsty men and walked right up to the apartment complex door.
"What are you doing?" one of the men asked him.
"I'm going to buzz her apartment and see if she'll let me in."
"Come on, man! Don't ruin things for us! If she finds out everyone is out here watching then she'll close her blinds!"
"Don't worry. I have something way better in mind. Excuse me," he pushed past the man.
"What are you doing to do to her? If you harm her I swear to God I'll kill you!"
"I'm Mark. I'm a hypnotist. I plan to go up there and hypnotize Donna to want every cock she sees. Doesn't that sound fun?"
"I'm Omar," the man extended his hand and Mark shook it.
"You want to come up there with me, watch me do it?"
"Sure and I can make sure you don't do anything weird to her."
"You're awfully protective of her. You'd think she was your girlfriend or something."
"We dated back in high school so I guess I am protective." The sound of a phone ringing filled the small courtyard.
"Hello?" Donna's voice came over the intercom.
"Hello? Donna? I'm Mark Combs. I'm new in town and wanted to interview you for an article about the city planning committee.
"Oh! Okay! Come on up!" The sound of her buzzing them in filled the courtyard and Mark opened the door for his new buddy, Omar. The men made their way upstairs to her apartment, making awkward small talk as they approached her door.
"Now just stay quiet and let me do my work," Mark warned Omar.
"I'll stay quiet unless you hurt her or something. I won't allow that."
"She won't feel a thing. Promise." Mark knocked on the door and when Donna opened it Mark was shocked at how much hotter she was up close than through her window. She had full breasts, a small waist, and an ample ass. She looked like a pinup model from the fifties the way her hair and make-up was styled.
"Hi! I didn't know there would be an interview today! Did I miss an email?"
"No, I didn't email and there isn't an article. I actually just wanted to tell you that I'm new in town and I thought you might want a personal introduction."
