"Alice," Tyler repeated, "It is true you have sexual fantasies about being raped?"
Alice snapped out of remembering when her and her fiancee would role play her rape fantasies on the phone.
Alice laughed nervously, "Of course not, that is sick and I don't think Todd would appreciate you asking me this."
Tyler gave a sly smile stood up from where they were drinking cha and started to remove his tie. "Well it does not really matter if you have rape fantasies or not, I am going to rape you right now, tonight, and every other time I choose to."
Alice's stomach dropped. This can't be real she thought. Her denial soon vanished as each piece of clothing Tyler wore came off. Her eyes were fixated on Tyler's dick. She has seen them in pictures and movies but never in real life.
He walked over to her and said, "suck it."
Alice didn't even think of screaming, only fleeing. That is what she did, running straight for the door. She repeatedly tried to pull the door open but it was locked. She forgot when they arrived she gave Tyler her fiancee's set of keys and showed him how to lock the door. Her keys were still sitting next to Tyler on the coffee table.
Alice put her back to the door and froze at the sight of Tyler. He had a knife in his hands. He slowly walked over to her and put the tip of the knife to her cheek. Fantasy is one thing, but the feel of the blade to her skin made reality close in on Alice and she could no longer hold her bladder. A small streak trickled down her leg and puddled on the floor.
Tyler used the sharp edge of the knife to pop each button from her blouse and slip it over her shoulders. She was hyperventilating as he sliced the side of her skirt, the same short skirt she wore after her role-playing chat with her fiancee. The last thing she remembered before passing out was the feeling of being cut by the knife on her belly.