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As I sit here, I am reminded of something my mother once told me. “Be careful what you wish for, you might get it”. Well, I should have listened. If I had, I wouldn’t be in this situation, wondering if I had made a terrible mistake in seeking out my fantasy.

It all started three weeks ago. I was browsing a website that specialized in rape, forced sex and general disregard for women and what they wanted. I was all about being used in every hole and in every possible way imaginable. I never thought that something like this would turn me on, but as I read, my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. What would that be like, I wondered. To be raped in a dark alley, taken, used and left there. It was exciting to me in ways I never thought possible.

I made up a screen name and started chatting on line with others like me. People who were interested and had fetishes beyond anything I had ever dreamed. I was PrincessTakeMe. That’s where I met DarkDash. He was scary, so so scary. He was able to get inside me and know what I was thinking before I did. We talked many nights in to the wee hours about everything taboo.

I started tell him Dash about my rape fantasy. I told him that I had always wondered what it would be like to be forcibly taken. He said, “Darling, rape is brutal and painful. You wouldn’t enjoy it at all. Not that it matters whether you enjoy it, but you wouldn’t.” I argued with him that I wanted it controlled and his response was, “well then it isn’t rape is it?” Ok, point taken, so I dropped it.

Dash and I talked for a few weeks but things had changed. He was darker then usual and wanted to know more about me, personally.  It was time to end this, as I just didn’t want to get to personal with someone I didn’t know. There was something about him that just scared me deeply as much as it excited me. I decided that I would sign off and get rid of the screen name so he could never find me. All he really had was a generic picture of me and what harm could that do?

Three weeks passed, which brings me to the events of today. I left work like any other day. I’ve been riding the subway for three years along with 10,000 other people. Today was an unusually dark day however and a lot of the normal tunnels were closed due to construction. I found myself taking routes unfamiliar to get where I needed to go. As I entered the street from the 5th Ave. stop I realized that I was a block short, so I headed up the alley that connected to the next stop. I had done this many times and it was nothing for me.

Something struck me from behind and knocked me down hard on to the pavement. I was being dragged behind a doorway. Oh God I thought to myself, start fighting! As I started kicking and screaming and large hand came down over my mouth and an arm around my throat. “Shut the fuck up or I’ll kill you right now!” I froze, terrified. The voice whispered deep in my ear “I’m going to take your ass and your cunt and your mouth and if you so much as whimper I’ll slit your throat from ear to ear…do you understand?” I nodded.

By now the tears were flowing and I was out of my mind scared. My attacker through me on the ground face first and landed on top of me. He pushed my legs apart with his knees brutally and I could hear him undoing his belt buckle. “Please I cried, don’t do this, I’m not on birth control and I’ve never done this, please please please!”

He rolled me over and slapped me hard across the face twice. “You little cunt,” he hissed. “I’m going to fuck you so hard and fill you so full of cum you’ll have babies by me for a year” I’m going to rape your asshole till it bleeds and then you’re going to clean my cock with your mouth till I fill it with cum too” He then leaned down and whispered “Isn’t that what you wanted, Princess?” I froze, it was he. I knew it was him. He had found me and was giving me what I thought I wanted. Before I could say anything he flipped me back over. I felt his hand between my ass cheeks, probing for the hole.

The pain was excruciating as he shoved his steel hard cock deep in my ass with no thought for my comfort. I couldn’t help but scream out in agony and he drove deep, in and out, harshly, brutally. “ Oh yeah, you little slut. I can feel the blood on my cock and I take your tight little ass.” I was crying…oh God it hurt so badly. He pulled out and shoved it deep in my pussy and fucked me like he was going to split me in two. He didn’t stop until he had filled me full of cum.  A screaming, hard orgasm out of him as he moaned. “Yeah baby, you’re going to make me a beautiful kid.”

When he finally pulled out of me, he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to a sitting position. I could see blood on my legs and my asshole hurt like it had been shredded. My pussy ached like it had been rammed with a baseball bat. He was now holding the knife to my throat and said, “now suck my cock like a good whore and if you make me cum, I’ll let you live.” I sucked like it was my job. I don’t know if he will really kill me, but I’m not going to take any chances. I can taste my own juices and blood in my mouth. His cock is swelling and I know he’s going to cum any second. This is my chance…I bite down hard and I hear him scream. I jump up and start running down the ally, not looking back at him as he lay there yelling. “You fucking whore, I will find you and next time I won’t be so nice!”

I t’s 10pm and I’m laying here in bed thinking about the day’s events. I’m not sure if it was real or not. My ass tells me otherwise, however I can’t help feeling that warmth in my pussy as I think about it. Replaying it in my head. I think I’ll lay here and masturbate, then I’m going to sign on to the Internet and see if my Dark Dash in on line.