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So hello, my name is Lily, I'm 20 years old from Europe. I'm just here to to make friends and chat. I am not looking for a dom, daddy or boyfriend or anything like that atm

I do have hard kinks like... r4pe, free use, fake fam, r4pebaiting, stuff like that

No drugs or minors

And.... to keep you pervs interested, I am a virgin

Pretty much everything here is merely fantasy for me

"The Unexpected Encounter"

By J.A. Horner

Part 1 of 2

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Every day for weeks now, you've seen the same black Mazda 6, with the same WA license plate, and the same skull on the dash facing traffic. The windows are tinted so you can't see the man inside very well, but you know that they follow you when you go to the store, or to the gym, or to school. When they aren't following you down the road, you see them parked almost everywhere that you go. The closest they get to following you home is a few miles down the road, but they always keep going past your last turn, so over time you start to think it's just a coincidence that you keep seeing them everywhere.

It's not until a few months later that you stop seeing them around. Your stress and paranoia goes away over time, and you stop thinking about it. On your way home from work one night, you notice a car on the side of the road by your house that isn't usually there. It's in the shadows so you cant really tell what color and make it is. You get a twist in your stomach, remembering the car that followed you like a dark omen, but you ignore your intuition and you get out of the car and head to your door. The moment that you open it, however, you feel yourself being grabbed from behind and pushed inside. Falling to the floor and hearing the door closing hard behind you, you look up at the man. He is wearing a ski mask and all black clothes, a rope in his gloved hands, and your heart sinks into your stomach.

A tear rolls down your face as you see him step towards you, and a strange tingling starts to creep into your cunt. "Please, don't hurt me," you plead, your voice quivering, and you start sobbing hard.

"Oh you sweet, precious little girl." I say to you gently, my baritone voice gravely from too many cigarettes. "I'm sorry, I know this is going to be hard for you. I know it's probably going to hurt a little, but I just have to have you. I've seen you around. I've followed you for a while now. You're just so fucking beautiful, and your body is so perfect. I have to have you. It's going to be okay, It'll be over soon," I tell you, stroking your head and your face, and pulling your chin up to look into my eyes. "I'm going to take care of you okay?"

"Oh God, please don't! P-Please sir. I'll do anything f-for you, please don't do this! Please!" You start crying harder and your face falls again.

I lift it back up, and when your eyes look back at me I say, "heyy, shhhh. It's going to be okay, you're so hot it'll be so quick."

Your cunny is getting hot at this point. You can't explain why, but you feel so conflicted. You know you're about to be raped, but for some reason your body is betraying you. Telling you it wants this to happen, but your whole mind is sending warning signs everywhere else. I lift you up gently, and turn you around, putting your arms behind your back, and pushing you up against the wall softly; then I tie your wrists together and lead you to the couch.

"Fuck I can't believe I'm doing this," I mutter to you, as I start to caress your body, groping at your tits and grabbing your throat. My hands explore your body tenderly, and with purpose. When they start to reach down your pants, you try to struggle away from me.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I ask as I pull you back. "What are you so worried about? You're scared I'm going to find you a dripping mess?"

You whine through closed lips, and look at me pathetically. "Please don't do this."

"Don't do this? Why wouldn't I? Look at you, you're literally the hottest bitch I've ever seen, of course I'm going to do this. You really think you can walk around looking like you do, and dressing like you do, and not end up in this position?" I am holding your face now, observing you. You might as well be my lover the way I'm talking so sensually to you. "Like I said, it's going to be okay beautiful girl, I'm going to do my best to be gentle with you. Now get on your knees."

Hesitantly, you obey, and I start to pull out my cock. The knot in your stomach is tightening, and the tears are ruining your makeup already.

When my cock falls out of my jeans and smacks you in the face, your eyes widen and your jaw drops.

"That's the spirit, good girl!" I say as I shove my cock into your open mouth while you're in shock.

Almost immediately, the fear starts to fade. Something about my cock being fucked into your mouth just made you feel better. Made you feel like you are where you're supposed to be. You considered biting down, but couldn't bring yourself to do it. I was being so gentle to you, you just felt safe all of a sudden. And most importantly, your little pussy just got so wet as soon as you felt the smooth, pliant skin of my meat enter your warm mouth.

You were almost upset that your hands were bound behind your back, because you couldn't grab my cock and play with my balls, or finger yourself.

"Ohhhh fuck your mouth is so good, I knew you knew how to suck a cock, I could just tell. Walking around dressed like the little slut you are, you make it so obvious that you know what to do." I moan and grab your head and start pumping into your mouth deeper and deeper. "Ohhh do you not have a gag reflex little girl?"

I test your limits, and slowly push as deep as possible until you start to gag. The spasm of your throat squeezing my tip and making my stomach turn slightly, and my balls twitch. I pull out and hear you moaning and gasping and sobbing.

"Almost the whole thing, let's try again pretty girl," I say, and as you start to say no, I press my pelvis into your face a little harder than before and force your throat to open up to my entire 7 inch cock, your eyes rolling in the back of your head as you choke on it, and I pull out, watching a long thick strand of saliva connect us together. Your gasps are hard and rough now.

"Please sto—" you try to beg me again, but I had already put it back into your mouth and had you gagging on your words and on my cock again. This time I couldn't help but pump in and out hard and fast, fucking your face and your tight throat.

"Fuck I'm so sorry, it's just too good," I say with my head back, and my eyes closed, grunting and pumping. "Ugh, if I don't stop I'm going to bust down your throat before I even get to fuck your cunt!"

I'm trying so hard to stop, but I can't. You're starting to suck my dick like it's oxygen. Like you think that if you can get me off with your mouth that I'll let you go, and that'll be it. It's so fucking perfect.

"Gods! FUCK! FUUUCKKKK! Ugh!!" And I can't hold it back anymore. I shove my dick as far down your throat as I can, and let it all out. You feel the warm cum spraying your throat and running down into your stomach, and you swallow as well as you can, your throat clamping down on my cock as you do. I pull out, and pick you up and throw you onto the couch. I sit down next to you and catch my breath.

"Fuck baby, you just sucked my soul out I swear, I've never cum so fast from a blowjob. You're so good at that," I say, breathing deep, my eyes closed, and my hand running up and down your legs.

"It was good? I did a good job? So you're satisfied?" You ask breathlessly, and hopefully.

"Ohhhh it was good, but don't get ahead of yourself little girl. I'm not quite as satisfied as I want to be. I'm not done with you just yet. I mean for fucks sake, you're lying there with your hands bound and wearing a black dress and showing me your pretty, lacy, pink panties...no way am I through with you yet," I say, and I start to caress your inner thigh and travel down to your pussy. "And clearly you're not done either, you're so fucking wet, it looks like you pissed your panties, and you're so obviously in heat."

You stutter, unsure what to say. Your brain melting with every word I spoke as I molested your hot leaking hole.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" I ask with a lascivious smile, and without even giving time to answer, I say, "yeah of course you are. Of course you like this you fucking slut. Okay...let's keep going then."

The fear is rising in you again, coiling around your belly like a python, and yet you could feel yourself dripping wet. You know I am right, you don't want this to stop. Something in you feels safe whenever I apologize for my actions, and tell you it's okay, and that it will be over soon. But you don't want it to be over. Even as you beg to understand why it's not over, choking back tears, your throat sore from getting plunged. You want to succumb to this truest part of yourself. Locked together in this empty house while I use you to fulfill my deviant carnal urges.

I rise from my seat, grab you up, and throw you over my shoulder with ease.

"Oh God! No, please!" You scream and start thrashing around, trying to keep up the ruse out of shame.

"Be quiet!" I bark, smacking your ass hard and shoving my fingers under your thong and into your tight dripping cunt, and then carrying you into the hallway.

"Your God isn't here tonight," I tell you as I check every door in your irritatingly long hallway. "It's just you and me. I'm your God tonight, and I've got the blessings of my own behind me cheering me on while I put you in your place. You don't need to worry little angel...the devil is a gentle lover. I'll take care of you. I'll control my animalistic instincts to devour you. You're safel. Now, where is the bedroom...ah, here we are sweet child."

"The Unexpected Encounter"

By J.A. Horner

Part 2 of 2

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I throw you onto the bed, and look at you fiercely. I survey you up and down, slowly. Taking you in like a scenic view on a mountain top. I can see the fear and indignation in your eyes, but also the longing, so I creep over to you, climbing onto the bed hovering over you, and gazing into your eyes with malicious fervor. I lean into your neck and inhale your fragrance, drawing it in to my lungs like the first hit of cannabis in a new wood pipe. Fuck you smell so amazing. You smell like pine, maple, and lavender, the last of your perfume lingering after a hard day at work, and the sweat from your fear. You can't help but have your heart skip a beat as I smell you like you're my prey, and it only makes the ache between your legs stronger.

"How do I smell little girl?" I whisper, feeling your hair brush against my face as I turn towards your ear.

"G-good," you stamor. Not knowing how to explain the mix of musk, and cinnamon, and rum, and sage that was emanating from me.

"Elaborate," I said pointedly.

"Y-you smell so amazing, sir. You smell like what I w-wish all men smelled like. S-spicy...but sweet...and r-rustic."

"You'd let any man into your cunt if they smelled like this wouldn't you?"

You moaned hesitantly. "Speak up," I said gently, but intently striking your face and squeezing your cheeks, and you manage to get out a small "mmhmm."

"That's a good girl. Now let's see what you taste like," I grin into your ear, and started kissing your cheek.

Your mouth begins to open instinctively as I make my way towards your mouth, anticipating the moment when I finally find it. And when I do, your tongue starts to flitter out like a scared, lost little puppy.

"Unh, you are starting to welcome this a lot more I see." My tongue slithers out to meet yours and caresses it softly. Our mouths come together so gently that you almost cum on the spot, and you pull your head back trying to shake yourself awake from the trance you are under.

"Perhaps not quite yet," I say disappointed. I sigh and grab your face and you look up at me. "It's okay beautiful, I'm not going to hurt you. I just have to have you. I'm sorry this is so hard for you, and I'm sorry if other men haven't been so gentle to you; I give you my word, that I'll be so fucking good to you. I just can't help myself, you're so damn pretty, your body is so perfect, and you're so small, so easy to take advantage of. The Gods made you this way just for me, and I'm going to honor them with you as my gift, okay?"

You nod softly, holding my gaze, and I move to kiss you again, more forcefully this time, but still just as tenderly. I begin to make my way down your body, groping your tits and grabbing your waist, pulling your body into mine, before running my hands down your stomach, and locking your hips down into the bed.

"Sir, my arms are falling asleep, can you please untie me?" you pout, looking up at me with little puppy dog eyes.

"Oh your poor baby, I'm so sorry. I don't think you're quite ready to be freed yet. You haven't fully submitted to me yet. I'm going to have to keep you tied up for now," I say, lifting your legs in the air, and your ass up off the bed and into my lap.

"Oh!" you cry, startled by this move. "P-Please sir," you say on the verge of tears. "I don't want to be tied up, please I'm scared."

"Oh...you pathetic...little...creature. You don't...need to be scared..." I say between kissing your feet and caressing them, and trailing kisses down your legs. "I'm gonna...take...such...good care of you."

I move to the next foot. So tiny, so impeccably shaped, and so well manicured. I suckle on your toes and on the arch of your foot, and on your ankle, massaging your leg as I travel down. When I get to your knee, holding your legs there at the joint, I move to the other side again and start kissing more generously. Planting big sloppy kisses and sucking hard on your thighs, and even taking little bites, causing you to flinch and moan.

"Oh fuck, sir. Please don't. Stop!" You cry between your mmm's and ohhh's. "It's making me feel weird!"

"Don't stop? So you are enjoying this then?" I smile devilishly as I take a big bite into your thigh—just inches away from your panties that were now soaking wet, and dripping onto the bed beneath us—causing you to let out a scream of mingled pleasure and pain. You look bewildered, like you were on the edge and trying desperately to get away from it.

"No! Please stop!" You cry. A black tear rolling down your pretty messed up face again, as you sob and huff. "Oh my God!"

"I told you, I'm your God tonight, so I guess I'll take that as a compliment," I say, hovering over your fragrant warm pussy, licking the wet panties lightly, causing you to clench a little and close your eyes, before moving to the other leg.

"Oh God, you are terrifying! This is too much!" You beg me. "Please fucking stop, I can't take it!"

"Shhhh!" I hiss, drowning out your pathetic whining. "Just enjoy it. You're my little rape doll tonight." I bite your leg, and kiss it, and rub it.

It feels like ages before I finally find my way back to your cunt, rubbing my face fervently into it, like a cat showing affection.

I pull the thong to the side, and kiss your pussy lips so softly, my arms holding onto your hips, and keeping you in place. Up and down, taking my sweet time, making love to your cunt with my kisses. And finally my tongue emerges and starts making slow, delicate paths up and down your inner labia, making sure not to touch your clit just yet.

"Holy fuck," I stop suddenly, looking at you in amazement. "You have the best pussy I've ever tasted, little girl. It's so–" and I immediately go back in and start making circles on the opening of your tight little hole, and sticking it in and out as far as I could go.

"Fuck it's so delicious, I'm drooling already!" Going in for thirds, I couldn't stop myself this time...my whole mouth takes you in, and my tongue starts frantically lapping up your exquisite nectars, the wide part of it rubbing anxiously at your clit, going in a figure eight over your clit and hole. I swallow all I can, breathing hard and devouring you passionately.

Your head is thrown back now, and your moans of pleasure are unmistakable. You tried to fight it but you couldn't. You'd never had a man not only enjoy himself so much while eating you out, but actually know what he was doing to get you off. The electricity of ecstasy travels into your womb from that sensitive little nub as I tongue fuck you, and you feel yourself squirt tremendously as it breaks free and shoots through your entire body in waves and waves, crashing over you without relenting, causing you to float for a few seconds before landing back into the bed.

"Oh God! I'm so sorry sir! I didn't m–"

"Don't you ever apologize for such a beautiful gift little girl," I interrupt, not even bothering to wipe my face of your orgasm. "I feel absolutely blessed by your waters, like a fountain of youth. I can't wait to make you cum over and over and over tonight!"

I roll you over onto your stomach, and pull you up onto your knees with the rope binding your hands together. Your head falls back onto the mattress, your hair covering your face like a veil.

"Oh please, God, please untie me, I can't stand it anymore! I promise I'll be a good little fuck toy. I'll be your obedient little rape slave, just please untie me!" You whimper with more tears streaming down your face and into the blanket. This time though, they were caused by the unbelieving orgasm you just had.

I think for a minute, my hands in the middle of pulling my cock back out. "Okay... I'll let you be free of your bonds, but you have to promise to behave."

"I promise! I promise I'll behave, God!" You speak immediately, so anxious to please.

"Good girl..." I say as I begin to untie you. "There you go."

You relax your poor dead arms at your sides, unable to move them, and unable to fight back even if you wanted to. Just as you start to regain feeling in them again with that familiar static, you feel my cock pressing against your tight cunny, and your eyes widen.

"Oh fuck, I don't know if I'll be able to fit. I didn't expect you to be this small, slut," I chuckle. "No, no, don't worry, I told you I'd be gentle, and I will be. I promised," I reassure you, seeing the look of horror from behind your hair, and seeing you flinch away from me. "Just relax kiddo."

I press myself against you again, and try a little bit harder to push it in. Even with as wet as you are, it's not as easy as I expect, so I grab my cock tight, and push even harder.

"Oh no!" You cry when you finally take the tip into you, latching onto it like a vacuum, sucking it up.

"Ohh... Oh fuck... That's so nice," I breathe. "It's just the tip, and I can already tell it's gonna be the best pussy ever. You've got one of those psycho girl cunts, huh? Are you fucking psycho baby?" I teased.

"No! No! Fuck, God please it's too big! I'm too small, I'm too tiny, it's already stretching me out so much, please don't!" You cry even harder, making my dick even harder.

"Heyy," I coo gently into your ear. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry little girl, I know it hurts. I know you're trying to be a good girl. I promised though. Gentle. I'll be sooo gentle," I tell you, slowing towards the end of my sentence as you relax and take more of me into you. The warmth of your tight cunny making me even harder than your crying, and making you cry harder.

"No, no please... P-Please, please, please. Stop..." You are breaking down finally. You know it feels good even though it's stretching you so much. You want to give in, but it is so big, and you don't think you can take much more.

"Gentle," I repeat. "We're barely half way in." I press further, and you let out a sharp gasp and a sob. "You feel so fucking good princess."

I pull out to the back of the head, watching your cunny trying to hold on for dear life, and then I tell you, "breathe deeply, relax kiddo," and slowly push my entire length into you.

"FUCK!" You scream, and fall all the way into the mattress, making me fall into you even harder than you wanted. "AGGHH!" Your screams could have been heard by neighbors if there were any close by, but thankfully I know we aren't going to be interrupted tonight. "OH GO-HOD!!!" If you weren't crying before, I don't know what that was, but now you are in full hysterics, clawing at the sheets, trying to pull yourself away from me. "AHHH-HAHHH," whining profusely.

"Ohhh you poor, sweet, fragile little doll!" I sympathize, but I don't move. Even though I feel bad, it feels so fucking good to be sunk so deep in such a perfect pussy. I brush your hair out of your face,and wipe your tears as you bawl half into the sheets.

"It's okay, take a moment. Take a moment to breathe, we can just...lie here for now..." I promise, and simultaneously I feel the urge to break that promise immediately as my cock twitches in time with your cunt tightening on me. "I know it's a lot...If I-" clench, twitch. "If I had known you were so tiny I might have-" clench, twitch. "I might have-" clench, twitch. "built you up for it." Clench, twitch. "Just..." I gyrate slowly with all of my weight on you, and you begin to cry again. "Just give it a moment..." Moving slowly but surely as you sob, grabbing the sheets tight, as if I could hold down the demon fighting to break free and destroy you. "That's it, cry it out my pretty rape doll." A little faster...your cries are so pretty. What am I doing? I promised to be gentle.

"Wh-what are y-you do-doing? You s-said you'd be gen-gentle!" You speak my mind to me through your pretty tears and sobs, as if they were windows to scry through.

"I know, I know, I'll be gentle...I'll be...gentle." I'm saying the words, but my body isn't behaving in unison. It's getting stronger now, picking up the pace. It feels so fucking good...I don't want to stop.

"Stop! Please, sir! It hurts!"

"I'll be gentle." Faster.

"Please! PLEASE!"

Faster.

Harder.

"Oh God!" You cry more, the wet tears flowing like a stream over the bridge of your nose, into the other eye, and being soaked into the blanket beneath you.

I lift myself into a better position, and start going faster, and harder, pressing my weight into your shoulders so you can't move, my knees pulling up to your sides to straddle you like a stud on a bitch.

"What are y– no! No, please!!" Your tiny voice is cracking, and failing from all of the crying. You are starting to realize the reality of the situation. That I'm losing control of my impulses, and you're about to be torn apart.

"I'll be gentle, I'll be good to you baby," I keep repeating, over and over, while my body just keeps fucking your rapehole harder and faster.

"Y-you-ou p-pro-hoh-mised!" You whine hysterically, your face buried in the sheets.

"I know, I'll be gentle! FUCK! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry sweet girl! I'll be gentle, I promise." I'm now ravishing your little body, pounding into your tight pussy with such force that your cries were bouncing with your body like it was a single drum being beat upon with two rhythms.

"STO-O-O-P-P! YO-U-U... P-PRO-M-I-I-I-S-S-ED!" Your eyes now are flooding from the pain of my huge cock forcing it's length and girth into your cunt, bruising the deepest reaches of your little hole.

"UGH FUCK! I KNOW! I PROMISE! I'LL BE GENTLE, I'LL BE GENTLE, FUCK! I'M SO SORRY!"

Your cunt is being raped so hard, that even for as drenched as you are now, it felt like you were being ripped apart from the inside out. Yet even through all of that, when I said, "I HAVE TO FUCK MY CUM INTO YOU BITCH! I'M GOING TO DUMP MY BALLS INTO YOUR CUNT!" you came harder than you ever have before, and our legs were sprayed generously by it as you feel me empty myself into you, and collapse on top of you in ecstatic fatigue.

Our breathing is heavy, and your sobs are heavier, and all I can do is kiss your pretty head, and caress you, and apologize over and over.

"I'm sorry beautiful, I tried. I tried to be gentle. I'm so sorry, your tight little cunt is just so fucking perfect, I couldn't stop. It was like heaven. I'm sorry little one. I'm so sorry. You're okay. You're going to be okay."

My thick hard dick still throbbing and pulsing inside of you, and probably still leaking into your uterus, you are defeated. Hearing my words, but not absorbing them, still heaving and sobbing.

We stay like this for awhile, you immobile and brain dead, and crying, and me apologizing endlessly, still piercing your raped cunt.

"I know. I tried, I just couldn't help it. I'm sorry kiddo. You're so perfect. It's a compliment little girl. I'm so sorry... I'm so so sorry."

...

And then your eyes widen in horror, overflowing again with tears as you realize I am still unsatisfied when my hips begin to slowly pump my cock in and out of you again... And that this is going to go on all night.

Little do you know in this moment, it will go on all week. All month. All year. You belong to me now. You are my rape slave now...and a piece of meat like you shouldn't be set free, it should be savored...forever.

The End

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Really just want to plug the cunt of a girl I shouldn't be fucking.