This is the first story I have written. A woman I know in Calgary requested this story. She wanted a safe rape to fantasize about and asked me if I could try to write her one. Here it is.
This is the story of "L". L was, at one time, a small town girl that moved to a big city in the mid west of Canada. Let me begin by just saying that L in her own right is a beautiful woman. She stands 5'6" tall and is, most times, a blonde with a body that measures a delicious 36" 27" 37" and it is a wonderful shape to watch sachet' across the room. Her sultry hips are usually dressed in tight jeans that I often wonder if they are just paint or are they real. I wish for the paint!!!! Her breasts are most times free but covered with a light top. Most times her nipples are pointing out and she never objects to a quick feel or a satisfying grope.
L came home from the supermarket with arms full of groceries and the mail struggling with the door to get inside and finally finish her day's chore. It would be a blessing to finally get inside and know that there would be at least 4-6 hours all to her self. She knew that everyone would be out for the afternoon at school and work so she could possibly take a hot soak in the tub and read some of the new porn stories she had received in the email. The stories were a delight when she received them from her friend in Toronto. The "Torontonian", she cutely named him, had threatened to visit time and time again but she knew that it wouldn't happen any time soon. She was happy though that she got his letters and was almost dripping in her jeans at the thoughts of was he was to write this time.
With a crumple of the bag the groceries were set on the kitchen table and L started to put them away. Opened the fridge she glanced back to the table where the letters laid on it. She wondered what was in store for her but needed to get the groceries in or they would thaw. Thus done, the last box of frozen ice cream went into the freezer. The door of the freezer closed and L turned to look into the eyes of a man covered in a ski mask and a wide evil grin. Stunned by this sudden appearance she had no chance to react as a large black bag was rifled over her head and chest and a thick heavy belt cinched around her arms pinning them to her side. L's mouth opened up and in one breath she was trying to let out an alarming scream for help. As her mouth opened she felt her attacker stuff the leather gag into her mouth and stifle her then and there.
Blind and confused L felt herself being dragged back into the other room. She didn't know where her attacker had taken her until she was shoved down onto the bed. L kicked but didn't connect. She wanted to scream but the gag stopped her. Rough hands grabbed hold of her and she was slapped on her ass by a resounding crack. Why did she have to wear these jeans today, so tight that she felt everything especially the hard slap on her ass.
For the first time the attacker spoke to her. "Listen up Bitch" A hand slammed across her ass cheek again. "I've been watching you for a while now and I think it is time we got better acquainted. I'm going to make this real easy on you. You are going to do whatever you are told to do and no harm will come to you. You have not seen my face and don't know who I am so this will make it easier for me to disappear when I am finished with your body." The bag was starting to get real hot inside and the gag was starting to cut off her air supply. L was frightened to death, she had fantasized about this many times but now that there was a man in control of her she was ready to pass out with fear. "If you do what I say and don't fuck up then I will untie you at the end and you will not be harmed.........much."
He laughed low and wicked making L know that her life was in danger. "Who knows, " he whispered close into her ear, " at the end I might even have a surprise for you!' Strong hands pushed L onto her back and she felt a weight spread over her chest pushing her down into the bed. His weight was being pressed down on her as if he was kneeling over her. Hands grabbed at her levis and the button of her jeans popped open. Terrified L knew that he meant to pull off her pants, the darkness of the bag only made it worse and she could not see a thing. With a swift pull the zipper on her jeans ripped open. L fought to get out from underneath the rapist but she was pinned down and in the dark. She heard him laugh and knew it was making him only hornier as she struggled. She tried to kick at him and her knee came up off the bed and was clamped down in one swift motion as her jeans were slipped off her ass. Only her small G-string, a little pink silk pair with lace on the fringes covered her now.
With her legs pulled up to her chest and her jeans off the rapist looked down between her legs at her scantily clad pussy. Through the struggle some of her fur had pushed its way out from under the silk and lace and a sweet aroma wafted up to his nose. L fought to keep herself under control. Pinned, in the dark, not able to see and with her legs spread wide for him to look at her as much as he wished, she felt the wetness inside her begin to spread. Looking down a small wet spot was soaking through making the silk dark and moist.
She heard him inhale and felt his breath on her thighs. He could see her. He could smell her and then she felt a thick finger run down her silky slit rubbing against the dampness and slipping across her wet lips and slightly exposed fur. L bucked in terror, "ENOUGH BITCH, either you let me have some fun or else!" the chill of cold metal was placed against her thigh, "I'll slice you up and fuck what's left." He would kill her and she knew it then if she did not do exactly what he demanded of her. Slowly L's muscles relaxed as much as they could and she settled into the bag covering her torso and head.
"Now I am going to take off the covers and then we'll have a little party!"
L felt the bag slip off her head and the lights burned into her eyes. The leather strap still held her arms pinned to her side but she could see she was in the bedroom lying sideways on the bed. The rapist was indeed on her chest and was taking off his clothes as he looked at her. In his hand was a long knife that was touching the inside of her thigh. L gasped for air and her bindings tightened. The rapist rolled her over and clasped her hands together behind her in a pair of padded handcuffs. A chain was then fed under the bed and was attached to her other side so that she was completely tied to the bed.