One night while wandering around on line, I was browsing one of my favorite websites that caters to forced sex using my usual nickname 'Traveling Rapist'. Believe it or not that name gets quite a lot of attention. Most of the private messages are from men wanting me to regale them of stories, and depending on my mood I would entertain them.
This night I wasn't really in the mood and politely declined until the name 'dark n alone' popped up with an IM, "Hello Sir, my name is Lilly." I introduced myself and she asked about my online name. I told her part of my story, that I retired early and enjoy traveling and forced sex and usually try to do both as often as I can.
The conversation progressed, and I found out she was married. 34 years old and had been married for 10 years. Lilly trusted me enough to sent me photos of her face and a couple of her body, but she didn't trust enough to show a full body shot, and I completely understood that.
She was tall 5'-8", Red hair, fair skin, she didn't say how much she weighed, but seeing her pictures I guessed around 170. Nice and soft, with big tits and ass that screamed to be grabbed.
She didn't have any children because she said her husband didn't want any. I found out she was a Bank Manager, and her husband was a Dispatcher for the local power company. He worked the graveyard shift, 4 days a week, and of course she worked days.
She explained to me that when they did have sex her husband was so boring in bed, so vanilla. All he wanted was to get his dick sucked until he was hard put a condom on and then get on top of her and grunt until he blew his load. Then he would just roll over kiss her good night and go to sleep. Leaving her with no satisfaction.
She told me she would have to often go to the shower and use the shower head to get off. She said the best sex was when he was at work, late at night she would watch porno's and get herself off slowly with her toys, and she always had visions of being a sex toy for a violent rapist.
Of course Lilly was talking the language that I loved, forced sex and rape. She wanted to know what I looked like. I didn't want her to know the truth so I lied and told her I was 5'-11" and 180 pounds, with an 8 inch cock. Although in reality I was 6'-2" 225 and my cock was a full 11 inches and thick. I told her I had Brown hair Brown eyes, and was considered handsome by most women.
She wanted photos but I refused, "I can send you my pictures, but if I do then it will ruin the element of surprise when I come to you and rape you slut."
She agreed readily, "Oh God yes I want this to be as realistic as possible, damn I am getting wet just thinking about it Dick."
I told her of a few of my adventures, and the more explicit I got the more excited she became. Especially when I was being very rough, whipping, slapping, and humiliating my victim. I knew she needed to be used and used hard.
She may have been a little at ease since she lived in Knoxville, Tennessee and I was over 850 miles away in Dallas, Texas. I am sure in the back of her mind she thought I would never come to her, so she really let go and told me things that you would think a prim and proper Bank Manager would ever think of.
We spoke on YIM for a couple weeks and the more I spoke to her the more excited she got. She would tell me a few details of her inner most erotic fantasied of being abducted and raped. One involved her being detoured off the main road one night and getting lost. She would get trapped at the end of a dead end road and would be raped repeatedly in her pussy and ass by a man with a huge cock.
I would make her be very verbal in expressing her desires, and this slut could get verbal, once we were talking about the biggest dick she ever had and she said, "I never had a dick bigger that 6 inches and I want that huge fucking cock to stretch my tight little cunt wide open, make me scream like a bitch in heat."
I asked her to tell me the one fantasy she always went back to when she needed to cum quickly. She said, "Oh that is easy, when I am in the shower using the pulsing water on my clit, I always think of someone breaking in when Bill is gone to work and raping me on the same bed he neglects me on."
I knew that was the scenario I was going to give her. I asked her why that was the one that got her off so easily.
She laughed and said, "Because I want that asshole to lay in the puddle of cum we made."
When I started questioning her about her schedule, his schedule, what the neighborhood was like. I think she began believing her fantasy was going to actually come true.
I told Lilly that complete trust was the most important element to make this work for both of us. I had to trust her that I was not walking into a situation that could easily land me in jail. She needed to trust me completely to push her boundaries but not break them.
I told Lilly that once she trusts me completely, I would make the necessary plans to make her fantasy come true, but I needed something from her. I told her to take all the time in the world, because she needed to be absolutely comfortable that I had her best interests in mind.
I told her once she trusts me, I wanted a full body picture of her holding a sign that said 'Rape Me Dick', just to verify I was actually talking to a willing participant. This was also my evidence just in case something went wrong.
This is when it was getting real for her, and I thought to myself, "She has to make a decision, this is where the rubber meets the road."
A couple days later I received an email from Lilly, in the subject was 'Your Rape Holes', and attached was several pictures. One of Lilly posed on the bed naked and written in red lipstick above her tits the words, 'Rape Me Dick' and under that was something I didn't expect, today's date.
She also included several poses of her with a dildo in her mouth. One with her pulling her cunt wide open, written above her cunt, "Rape this Cunt." The last one was her knees pulling her ass wide open, looking back over her shoulder. Fuck what a sight that was.
I knew this slut was mine. She gave me her address so I looked her up on virtual earth and got a layout of the neighborhood and found a convenient place to park the motor home. She gave me her husbands schedule for the month. He worked Sunday through Wednesday 12 midnight to 8 am.
I said that it would take me a couple weeks to get the plans together. After getting the photos of her and knowing from our many talks that Lilly needed to let her inner slut out and I wanted to start pushing her boundaries.
On Saturday I sent Lilly the following email: Slut I have an assignment for you. I want you sometime during this week to wear a short skirt, no panties, and a button front blouse to work. I want you to make an excuse to leave the bank for a couple hours.
I want you to drive across town to the West Town Mall. Before you go in the mall unbutton your blouse to show off that ample cleavage.
Find a bench inside and attract the attention of a man you find attractive. I want you to approach him, and ask him if he could take a couple photos for you on your phone.
Tell him that you want to send photos to your husband overseas, reminding him of what he has back home. I am sure he will readily agree, I mean who wouldn't want to get the chance to stare at a beautiful slut.
You are to pose on the bench and I don't care how you pose but you must show your bare cunt in the pictures. Email them to me and describe your adventure.
