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“The computer-mediated communication images produced during the crime are a type of rape pornography or child pornography that is filmed and broadcast in real time and can be recorded.”
My go to look is "cute enough to get hit on but not hot enough to get sexually harassed" and I think that's just sad
Ruined
One line. Two lines. The pink lines seemed like empty black holes, staring straight into her souls. They meant the end of the world as she knew it. She could feel her life shattering. "It's positive." Paisley sighed, focused only on the object in her hand. She dropped it suddenly, as if it had burned her. Her knees buckled underneath her, as if a insurmountable amount of weight had just been placed on her shoulders. All she could do was stare blankly at it. All she saw was that night happening all over again and again, as if it was happening right now. She could see the look in his animalistic eyes staring menacingly straight back at her. All she could feel was him twisting her arms behind her back as he pushed her against the cement wall. The coldness and roughness of the cement cutting her face and shoulders. All she could taste was the saltiness of her tears as they streamed down her face as she wished for yesterday. All she could her was the sound of her cries and the threat in his voice. It was never supposed to happen. Her pleads seemed like music to his ears, he fed on her fear. She couldn't bear to tell anyone about it. She forced herself to look away, she forced her thoughts to come back to her. What was she going to do. She was only sixteen. This was never supposed to happen, not to anyone. But yet it did. It happened to her. She just wanted to do her best to forget that day. But now there was no chance of that. She was ruined.
THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)
An Article from
Neena Susan Thomas
“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.
2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.
3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.
4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.
5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.
6] Number three is public restrooms.
7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.
8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.
9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.
10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.
POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:
1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.
2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.
3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.
4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.
5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.
6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.
7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.
FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.
2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .
b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.
c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.
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REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.
THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”
tw rape, drugs, sexual abuse involving non humans, survival sw
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2 days ago (3/7) I had to flee a situation in which a potential john attempted to sedate and falsly imprison me and have a pet animal perform sexual acts on me for his gratification. I had to spend money that I Did not and Do not currently have in order to flee the situation. This has shaken me in a way that has made function nearly impossible. I haven't eaten since the incident and have been self medicating in such a way that most would consider dangerous. My $1150 rent And my Light and Gas bills are past due. This is not Normal for me. February has historically been a very difficult month but I had what has been probably the most stressful, harrowing winter in years and I no longer have the energy to self advocate to the extent that I have had to. I have been placed in this position because mutual aid is proving to be an unsustainable and much too risky means of survival and I literally have nowhere to go. I have NO money no friends no govt assistance and have incurred the wrath of a lot of dangerous and manipulative people. my mental health is so poor that I'm constantly in survival mode. Nothing feels real.
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Halloween Surprise
5. I'd love for a fic where a girl is going to a Halloween party and wants to have the most amazing, realistic costume there. So she decides to be "pregnant" and to make it look as realistic as possible she unbirths a doll (or something else) and Where's a tight jumpsuit or something. And she gets drunk at the party and starts birthing this doll but she's to drunk to get her clothes off.
Charlie loved to watch pregnant women, she would sit in the park and admire them as they went about their day randomly rubbing their bellies and waddling along their way to the doctor's office where Charlie was a secretary.
Charlie had always been fascinated with the birthing process, the sounds of a woman giving birth made her wet. When women would go into labor in the office she would have to hide her excitement. When it was over she would take her break and go to the bathroom to masturbate.
This year for Halloween Charlie decided she was going to be a pregnant woman. A fake belly would not do, she was going to give birth for real, as real as possible in one night with no boyfriend in sight. She prepped all year to be wide enough to fit the special doll inside. She was having so much fun, this would be her best costume yet. She might even win first place.
For research purposes she started watching lamaze classes and practicing with the expectant mothers, and envying their big bellies.
Charlie found the perfect prop. Just add water to the egg and it turns into a 9 pound 12 inch long newborn baby. Everything she ever wanted she just had to add water and wait.
Charlie wished she had read the instructions more carefully. When the kit came she saw the egg was bigger than the picture, she guessed that was why it didn't have dimensions, people might not purchase it. She was glad she had been stretching. She took the kit and a tube of lube to the bathroom and got into the tub.
This is what I wanted, how hard could this be. She added lots of lube and got both of her eggs she put the vibrating egg on her clit after her first mini orgasm she put the second egg to her entrance. It was harder than she thought it was going to be she added more lube. The stretch was delicious. She was panting her legs were as wide as she could get them and the egg was half way inside. A reverse crowning, she was doing this, she was going to have a baby for Halloween!
A little more lube and a little more pressure as she brough herself to another orgasm, the egg slipped inside. Charlie turned on the breast pump attached to her nipples. The sucking helped open her cervix and the egg made its way into her uterus. She was wet with sweat and slick with her juices and lube. She poured the mixture into the container and filled it with water. She rinsed the tube that came with the kit in warm water, before she inserted it and turned on the pump for the solution. She moaned as the breast pump pumped away keeping her cervix open and the warm solution filled her uterus. Charlie cried out as she came, her belly grew, she watched and panted as she stretched oiling her belly. By the time she was six months she could feel the plug developing. By the time she was a full 9 months pregnant the tube was slipping out sealing in the egg.
Charlie looked at her new body in the full body mirror. She was pregnant, finally. Smiling she picked out a jumpsuit, tight now that she had a belly full of fake baby. It fit every delicious curve, she couldn't believe it and she could still drink.
John had a thing for pregnant women, Charlie gave him a hard on at first sight, everyone was watching her, she wasn't pregnant yesterday. She was dancing and drinking and drinking and dancing when John finally caught her attention, "May I touch it?"
"Sure" Charlie smiled and poked her belly at him, be gentle, it's real."
"The pregnancy?"
"The belly, and Hmmph I am going to have to give birth."
"Birth?"
"Well, I can't stay like this Mmmppphhh silly."
"Are you Okay?"
Charlie still hadn't gotten around to reading the instructions, it was a 12 hour baby belly, instantaneous labor and delivery after the twelfth hour. The "baby" came with hormones that would cause the "mother" to go into real labor. Charlie was surprised when her water broke. "OH NO! I really liked this suit."
John was happy as he helped her to the bathroom where Charlie started throwing up the cramps turned into real contractions. "OH OH it's gotta come out, I gotta get this off!"
"Come on," John said "You can make it to my room." He helped her up, cleaned her off and guided Charlie to his bedroom, he made her pace as he prepared the bed. Charlie was stumbling and moaning, "It's gotta come out it's gotta come ooouuuut"
"The contractions are getting closer together, this is pretty real huh"
"I have to push help take this off!"
John got the top part off but the bottom was stuck to her.
"Oh well, I will take the first part of my payment," John started sucking on her nipples. The hormones made her produce milk. "This is excellent, if I hadn't seen you yesterday I would have sworn that you were hiding your pregnancy."
John didn't know his sucking sped up her labor.
The egg had developed into a soft cartilage bones baby doll in a sack. The longer it stayed in, the harder the bones got. Birth would be difficult if left to "bake" for too long. The contractions came back to back her belly hardened she moaned and gave into her body's instincts to push. John kept playing with her nipples, the "baby's" head working it's way out of her slit as much as it could until it reached the confines of her pants and she was stuck crowning. AAAAAHH AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH! It's stuck! It's stuck! Help!
John assessed the situation, "I have to push it back in so we can get the pants part of your pantsuit down. "
"WHAT "
"Don't push with the next contraction" John slowly pushed the head back in as Charlie moaned and tried to breathe through it,
"Mmmppphhh Hhhmmph hhhmmph Mmmppphhh MmmmHmmm I need to push!"
"Not until the pants are off, keep breathing. "
John struggled to get her pants off while she gripped her contracting belly and groaned. John pushed the head all of the way back into her and smiled, he would get to watch her give birth, again. Palming her pussy, he peeled her pantsuit off as Charlie writhed on the bed, he had to use both hands to help get the pantsuit off her hips. Pant, don't push, or we have to start over again."
Hurry, please hurry OH OOOOH I can't, I can't help it!
The fake baby was beginning to crown again, John took advantage and pushed it back into her, this time he was able to get his fingers in and push it further into her. GGAAAAUUUGGHH
I think I am going to throw up again
No time, John finished pulling down her pantsuit and pulled it off. He let her throw up in the waste bin, cleaned her up again and took a picture of her naked pregnant sprawled across his bed and ready to give birth, he handcuffed her to the headboard. Now let's get to work.
"W ahhh Wh Why?"
"You need something to hold on to when you push and I have to catch, so it can't be me."
UUUUNNNNGGGGG
Listen to your body
UUUUNNNNGGGGG
Little pushes though
The skeleton had time to harden into pliable rubber with much less give than before. This crowning was very close to real to the real thing. John was very happy watching her slit stretch the head poking out again, he slipped a finger in.
OOOOOO OUCH what are you doing!?!
Breathe, I have to check for the cord.
It's not a real baby
But what if it was?
He found and added his lube then reinserted his finger.
GAAAAAHH
Breathe, he put her legs over his shoulders and started licking her clit.
OOOOOO OOOOH OOOOOO OOOOH IT'S COMIIIIING
OOOOOO OOOOH OOOOOO
There you go, that's the head, it's turning, let's see those shoulders
I can't, I can't hhhmmph hhhmmph I can't stop pushing OOOOOO OOOOH AAAAAHH AAAAAHH It's splitting me open OOOOH OOOOOO OOOOH OOOOOO OOOOH THAT HURTS HHHMMPH HHHMMPH OOOOOO
Keep pushing keep pushing slowly keep pushing
Charlie's body took over, John kept sucking her clit and licking her with little kisses he helped the shoulders hit her g-spot Charlie came with the next contraction
OOOOOO OOOOH OOOOOO HHHMMPH HHHMMPH HHHMMPH OOOOOO the pressure.
The hips had hardened, John took advantage and made her cum again. He let her push the rest of the baby out on her own while he took off his pants before he cut the cord then he moved up to her breasts. We have to do something about this milk. Breathe, I think you have to deliver the after birth too. John drank his fill while the after birth made its way out with the next contractions that were intensified by his sucking. He cleaned her up added lube and slid all the way into Charlie balls deep. Her body was shocked with being filled again she was loose but it felt good. What are you doing? Aren't you going to uncut me?
Not yet.
He sucked on her nipples while pumping away making her cum and have contractions. She felt him hit her g-spot repeatedly until her legs shook with her orgasm. She didn't notice him cum inside her, she didn't know all of the hormones made her fertile. There was so much Charlie was going to learn.
3. A blonde female is overdue heavily and is giving birth to a huge egg on a birthing stool in front of everyone with hard pushing and dialog ? Thanks
Katie was the chosen one, 35 single and no children with golden hair, the dragon was going to love her. They gave her up and he had his way with her and when dragon sperm inseminates a human egg a hybrid is created and an egg is formed. After many months the human lays the egg for the dragon to finish the process. A smaller more human sized dragon is normally the outcome.
The public birth is the ceremony to entertain and please the dragon so he doesn't destroy the village. If anyone tries to touch her, from previous experience, they would be burned to a crisp, horrible smell.
The months past and she grew secluded and untouched. Many grew concerned as the days went by whispering, shouldn't she have given birth by now? She is going to burst. A female doctor was called when Katie reached 8 months, the longest time anyone had ever been pregnant with a dragon's egg before.
Hello I am Dr Shivalter looks like your egg is late.
Katie could breathe a little better since the egg dropped but she couldn't move far or long. She looked like she was having twins.
Katie grunted as she tried to get up and the doctor shook her head, " Don't move on my account can you spread your legs wider I am going to take a look.
Careful to keep her scent off Katie, the doctor was dressed as if she were a vet about to help a cow give birth. She added lots of lube before sticking her hand in.
OOOOH! EASY nothing's been in there since the dragon.
That's probably why you haven't gone into labor yet, The egg has gained its shell, yep that plug is still in place. Let's get you going.
The doctor massaged her breasts until Katie moaned then she added vitamin E oil then connected both breasts to the milking machine.
At first it hurt a little then it felt good as the milk began to flow.
Breathe and get ready.
Ready?
I am going to give you some pleasure then pull your plug and get you to the birthing stool.
Pleasure? I think something is happening.
The doctor went between her legs again adding more lube and started massaging her clit with one hand and rubbing her g spot inside her Katie felt her first contraction but she was cumming. NNNGGGHHH! The doctor started going deeper using her fingers to open her up OH OH OOOOOO
Then stimulating her clit again AAAAAHH AAAAAHH OOOOOO UUUUNNNNGGGGG what was OOOOH I think this is AAAAAHH. I don't need to pu pu UUUUNNNNGGGGG something is happening! OOOOH OOOOH.
This is going faster than I expected. The doctor unhooked the milking machine. GET HER TO THE STOOL!
The doctor backed away from her waiting for them to remove Katie before taking off her gear and washing up. She was still turned on by the experience.
Katie was moved to the birthing stool and left to her own devices. Her belly was so huge she looked like a head and legs attached to an exercise ball. Grunting she was hoping it would be the tip and not big round base. She was not so lucky. AAAAAHH AAAAAHH UUUUNNNNGGGGG the new position, the nipple stimulation the contractions were on top of each other all she could do was spread her legs wider than her belly had and listen to her body the doctor was behind her. Breathe deep breaths in and out and only big pushes until you start to stretch then little pushes. Hold your thighs and bear down count to ten stop breathe and count to ten A.. GAAAIN!"
The dragon smelled something delicious and arousing. At first he thought it was his mate going into labor but after closer inspection he realized that the smell was coming from behind her. He had to have this new smell. He had to taste it.
Katie was pushing and panting GAAAAAHH HUH HUH HUH GAAAAAHH AAAAAHH OOOOOO HUH HUH HUH AAAAAHH OOOOOO please Help OOOOH
HEELLLLP MEEEEEEE
The doctor was gone, the dragon had her the contractions were stronger WHHOOOO IT HURTS IT HURTS OOOOOO IT'S COMIIIIING She could feel the egg being to crown it was the base not the tip like she hoped.
Push! Push Push Push! The crowd chanted like she could do anything else.
GAAAAAHH NNNGGGHHHH she couldn't stop pushing every time she stopped the egg slid back in. The dragon dropped the doctor in front of her "Don't touch her." Katie was a mess, her hair was in her eyes her knees were spread wide, hands holding on to the back of her thighs she was going to push again.
The doctor touched the dragon, "Lick her." He turned around Katie screamed "Please." The doctor implores. The dragon lifted the doctors skirt with his nose and licked the doctor making her moan Katie saw this, the look at pleasure in the doctor's eyes her mouth open in the pleasure, shock and shame giving Katie the strength to push with each lick the dragon gave the doctor the more Katie pushed until finally the egg crowned she screamed "IT'S COMIIIIING, IT'S COMIIIIING, IT'S COMIIIIING OUT, IT'S COMIIIIING OOUUUT OH HELP ME! HELP ME OOOOOWWWWW!"
The doctor collapsed in front of her her legs spread wide as the dragon licked her clean of her slick and made her wet again. The doctor remembered she was pregnant with the dragon's egg and she came hard. "Pant, oooo pant or you'll tear, UUMMPPHH it's so big, OOOOH!"
"Do you want another egg?"
The doctor came so hard she passed out. The dragon pushed the egg back in making Katie sob with frustration at the lost progress. The next contraction started her process over again and the dragon licked Katie's nipple. "GAAAHHH! NGH! NGH! OH!"
An hour later the egg finally made an appearance and Katie remembered to pant until she was stretched out as far as she could go and the egg stuck
"OH! OH OH NO OH NO IT BURNS AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH! I HAVE TO PUSH I HAVE TO AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH! AAAAAHH AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH!"
The crowd looked on, pairing up men massaging women, women with one hand on their breasts or over their wombs and the other hand on their partner's cock. Some decided to try to make it to a bed others were trying and failing while others tried to make it to a bed and failed lifting skirts and eating their womans pussy to get them ready while Katie screamed, her walls sounding sensual. The rest of the group either watched in rapture or gave into their desire lifted whatever skirt was in front of them and impaling the wet pussy in front of them. Grunting groaning and screams of ecstasy mixed with Katie's as she pushed, stretching far enough to finally free the egg and push the rest out of her. She collapsed a panting sweaty mess her milk flowing and she was too tired to care.
The doctor finally came to as the dragon took the egg "Can't wait to watch you, I might help you, you taste so good." He licked her breasts "I might as well take you with me." He picked up the doctor too and left.
He came up behind you and when you breathed in to scream you took the first hit of the knockout potion on his rag. He covered your mouth with the rag as you screamed into it then you breathed in a second dose of the gas and passed out. You woke up in bed, in your favorite pajamas. What a weird dream. You stretched, it was the best sleep you ever had. The days flew by and then you have some type of weird flu, you feel lethargic and you can't keep anything down. Afterward you can't seem to get full you are always eating. You exercise but your belly keeps getting bigger, your breasts are aching and your nipples are getting bigger, it is really hard to catch your breath, you buy bigger clothes. One day it is easier to breathe but you are in the bathroom all of the time. Then days come where you have really bad indigestion you move around, it comes and goes. One day your period finally decides to show up but it is weird and mucusy. You go to look for a pad, a tampon, anything, they are all gone. You go out the back door to go to the store then that sweet smell, you breathe in to scream and by the second breath, you are out.
You wake up blindfolded and you are strapped into to some type of chair with your legs wide open. You scream for help.
"Hell-lo! You were out quite a while. I think it's time for you to give birth. I am going to induce you. But we are going to try different ways before I give you the dose. No anesthesia for the birth but I won't let you tear."
"I am not pregnant. I haven't even had sex."
"No, you haven't you were inseminated with a turkey baster, but I made sure you came. You got so wet, you came so hard it must have felt good. Today it's my turn but you are going to have an amazing time. Then we get to do it all again."
"I am pregnant?"
"Yes"
"I am going to have a baby?"
"Hopefully after we have lots of sex."
"What happens to the baby?"
"You have a choice, you can keep it or heal and wait until the next time."
"There isn't going to be a next time."
He puts his hand between your legs and brushes your hard nipples you moan, and if he keeps up with his threat and enters you with his finger, he is going to feel how wet you are. You try to close your legs. He chuckles, "Like I said, you choose if you want to keep this one or the next one, there is a desire for brand new babies."
He puts a finger inside and you shake, he keeps adding fingers until you feel tight then he pumps tweaking your nipples and your clit until you cum. You scream out your pleasure, no one is going to hear you anyway you can let go. He fists you and makes you cum again then you feel him even with all if his stretching he is still big you feel stuffed it is wonderful even with your pudge. You didn't know you could have multiple orgasms.
"I have been saving up for you." He cums in you, a lot then raises you hips above your head. You sigh thinking your ordeal is over but it is just starting. He connects you an IV you suck in a breath as a cold solution starts flowing in. "You are exactly a full nine months pregnant today. Technically the baby is finished baking. I just have to help you go into labor because sometimes the first one can take a long time. I have some ideas about how to make it go faster. Since your first time can only happen once. I am recording everything, you are the last one so I will have enough information for my research." He pumps something else into your sore vagina. Then he massages your nipples. "Maybe I will keep you. You won't be missed."
You start to object but you realize, you are not a regular any where you really won't be missed. You open your mouth to object anyway and your objection turns into a grunt. There is a type of cramp in your belly. You breathe through it then there is a pain in your breast when he starts to suck hard on your left nipple. Whimpering you try to breathe through it and then you feel the milk come. At first there is a sharp pain then it feels good. You feel like you are about to cum then you feel another pain in your lower back, you focus on the way your breast being drained feels. Then he moves to the other nipple. You breathe through the pain and focus on the pleasure then you feel like your cervix is opening, it feels painful and you can't help but to grunt again. Your captive doesn't stop sucking until you are dry. He changes your IV covers you in a warm blanket and waits.
You feel more open than normal in your vagina your belly tightened you wake you groaning.
"Atta girl,"
He waited for you to say something before he began. He starts licking your nipples to get them hard then he sucks them until you give him milk and he drains you again. You grunted. "Your milk is so good. I can't wait for more."
He plays with your belly button you are overstimulated you start to cum so he stops he licks his way between your legs and puts them up higher and spreads you wider before licking you, you almost cum again but he stops and you grunt. Your belly tightened and he doesn't touch you until your belly relaxes. He dives in and eats you out like you are his last meal you cum and moan then grunt again. " Shame you aren't going to get to choose your position, maybe next time. Let's get these grunts closer together." He puts your hands above your head and sits you up, you feel like a turtle on its back and your knees feel like they are next to your ears. Your grunt turns into a long moan. He is fisting you again but only pumping when your belly tightens then you feel the extra oils he is using to stretch you out with when suddenly your belly cramps and there is a gush. You start to worry that you wet yourself and then "AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH!"
"Looks like you are just about ready."
"OHOHOH "AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH! Something is coming out!"!
"Yes, just wait, let it come."
50 minutes go by with you whimpering moaning and groaning until...
'AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH!"
"Breathe just breathe through it"
'AAAAAHH AAAAAHH AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH I CAN'T!"
"Just breathe, In. And Out."
You are able to breathe in but that just gives you the air to scream "It HURTS!"
Breathe, keep breathing, he starts sucking your clit adding oils and stretching your slit, it hurts but it also feels really good his massaging and stroking your g-spot he checks you, "You should be ready to begin soon. Don't push until I tell you to," He pops a nipple in his mouth and starts to drain you again you breathe through the contractions until you feel the need to push. Your legs are shaking from cumming but you also really need to push.
"I HAVE TO PUSH I HAVE TO I HAVE TO!"
"Breathe through it," he warns as he finishes sucking your left breast dry.
"AAAUUUUGGGGGHHH AAAAAHH AAAAAHH PLEASE!"
He runs your belly feeling how your muscles have tightened for your contraction making you cry out he checks you again. "Ok, the next contraction you can push."
He starts sucking and kissing making you cum and push. He makes you cum with each contraction when.
"It's to big it's Too BIG IT BURNS!"
"That's the head, little pushes or you'll tear. Come on breathe and push, breathe and push."
Huh Huh Huh Huh UNG UNG!
Your legs are wide so I have access and to give you room. Push whenever your body tells you."
He is massaging you the head is stretching you and the pleasure outweighs the pain and as the baby is born you have an ongoing orgasm. A moment to breathe as he puts the baby away and then he is eating and fisting you, he goes deep inside you to scoop out the after birth. You cum so hard you pass out.
As in so many other arenas, when it comes to exposing Hamas' gender-based violence on October 7, Israeli citizens stepped in where their government left a gaping void
When rape victims recount the horrific details of their trauma over and over again in their quest for justice – to police, on the witness stand and, sometimes, to the media – they say it feels like being sexually assaulted all over again.
For the days and weeks following Hamas’ terror attack on southern Israel last month, it was clear from the outset that sexual violence was part of the plan: not only to massacre Israelis, but also to inflict damage to the country’s national soul. Evidence of sex crimes was immediately evident to those who retrieved and identified bodies, including those of women who were naked and bore signs of brutality and abuse.
Whether it was an effort to protect the “second rape” experience for victims and their families, an inability to handle the ugly details or simply one of the many systemic failures of Israel’s leaders in the initial days after the October 7 attack, the full extent of the sexual atrocities committed were not detailed or documented enough to make national or international headlines.
And so an opportunity was lost: the chance to gain a greater degree of recognition and sympathy from international rights organizations as to the depth of the brutality and viciousness of the Hamas attack.
As a result, United Nations agencies established to fight sexual violence against women ignored the atrocities of October 7, and remained silent as if they never happened.
As in so many other arenas, though, Israeli citizens stepped in where their government left a gaping void. The Civil Commission on October 7 Crimes by Hamas Against Women and Children has been announced, with a group of women’s organizations and human rights legal experts and activists collecting evidence for weeks and holding public briefings – both in Israel and abroad – on the extent of the gender-based violence.
One of the commission members, Prof. Ruth Halperin-Kaddari, explained on the latest Haaretz Weekly podcast that the initiative came about following the realization that the local authorities were “completely lacking awareness as to the need to adapt to this unprecedented situation in Israel; whether it is properly handling the forensic evidence from the murdered victims, preparing the protocols for treating the survivors, or whether it is gathering all the digital evidence of sexual violence.”
This evidence, she said, would be critical if there is any hope of eventually getting the UN women’s organizations to reverse their “blatant and inexcusable” refusal to recognize what happened on October 7, in what she sees as “not only failing us Israeli women but undermining the whole system ... and giving ammunition to deniers.”
More than a month later, as they have in diplomatic and security arenas, the Israeli government is playing catch-up.
Last week, as part of a wider briefing on Hamas’ crimes on October 7, the Israeli police unsealed and revealed evidence they have gathered – including eyewitness testimony of the gang rape and murder of a young woman hiding from Hamas terrorists who were wearing military uniforms. A few days ago, police held a briefing for the international media presenting evidence.
Also this week, the Foreign Ministry initiated a hashtag campaign of #BelieveIsraeliWomen ahead of the UN’s International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women on November 25. The Israeli government has issued an invitation to the UN secretary-general’s special representative on sexual violence in conflict, and Halperin-Kaddari said she holds out hope that the visit will take place.
If it does, she says, it will be an important step toward what she sees as inevitable – wider acknowledgment and condemnation of the specific crimes against women during the Hamas attack – and continuing violations of the human rights of the women they are still holding hostage.
“This first phase of complete silence and denial will change,” she said. “It must change.”
This is why Zionists spent months spreading lies and propaganda about rabid Palestinian men going on a raping spree against any innocent Jewish woman they could see on October 7th, to perpetuate this narrative that sexual violence committed by Palestinians against Israelis is a serious wide-spread issue because Palestinian men (or just brown men in general) are savage animals who breath and live solely for raping women, when in reality its the other way around.
By doing so, they embedded this caricature about Palestinian/Arab men into people's mind that makes them view them inherently as rapists, but never in a million year as a rape victim and that if they don't quickly rush to "condemn" these fake evidence-less rape allegations (not a single of each have been proven to happen by any reliable sources) then they're terrible people and rape-supporting anti-semites. Needless to say, those same people are definitely NOT in any rush to condemn these actually proven and verified rape cases by Israeli settlers.
All of which makes it easier for Zionists to continue their decades long history of sexual violence against Palestinians by having these concentration camps where Palestinian men and boys, just like Palestinian women and girls, regularly go through horrendous forms of torture and sexual abuse that don't receive a fraction of the attention, disclosure, sympathy and condemnation as all of those fake and already-debunked cases of Israeli women being brutally raped by Palestinian men, because everyone has decided that rape is something that's always committed by (brown) men and its victims are always (white) women.
This isn't anything new or exclusive to only Palestinian men, on top of the Israeli concentration camps, many innocent Muslim and Middle Eastern men over the years who have been subjugated through demeaning torture and sexual assault in other concentration camps such as Abu Ghraib or Guantanamo with no consequences for the perpetuators. Not even when we have real documented footage of those sexual crimes, that are literally posted online by the American or Israeli rapist-soldiers (often female soldiers) where they're shown smiling and laughing with their faces clearly seen as they torture the prisoners, because they know that as long as the victim is a Palestinian/Arab/Muslim man, there will be no consequences for them or any justice for their victims.
And people will just go on believing the notion that all Middle Eastern men are sexually-deprived raping machines who can't control themselves when they see a woman showing her ankle, when in reality foreigners occupiers and soldiers target them as much as they do to Middle Eastern women and subjugate them to the same level of sexual crimes, yet those foreigner occupiers and soldiers are never the ones who get associated with the words "rapist" or "terrorist" despite their long documented history of rape and other sexual crimes.
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Warning: may induce rage and disgust
So, a guy recorded a live-streamed rape and blogged about it on StickyDrama (I'm not linking to that shit - go do your own google search), a website primarily for tweens and teenagers. And he didn't report the rape to police
Yes, that's real. Wanna know what makes it worse? This guy is the owner of StickyDrama and is 31 years-old. But wait! There's more! He eventually handed his evidence over to police - but only after they seized his software 3 months later.
That shit makes me sick. Go ahead and click on the link. It creates all sorts of rage. But the most stab-inducing one is the following quote:
"We could not help but feel the handling of the warrant was … well … rude! We would have happily handed over our recording to the police, had they only asked us. But instead of sending a courteous email, the police took our server offline without warning.
The fuck, bitch? Seriously? The police had to ask nicely for the rape evidence that you had? The fact that they had to even ask was bad enough but you wanted them to say please? This guy makes 4chan look almost bearable. Almost.
What the fuck happened to respect? Do we really have to keep educating people about how wrong rape is? What makes a person think it's okay to make fun of a rape victim? What the hell is wrong with people??
Argh, too much rage. I can't even finish writing this.
You are not oppressed. You insult every single human being that has ever had to live under real oppression when you claim that men in the western world oppress women.
I’m so confused when men say they can be raped like no you can’t oppress us and then claim we have power over you
How the fuck can this judge even pretend this is justice?
RAPE IS NOT A MISTAKE, IT IS A GOD DAMN CRIME
Another white rape case ends without jail time
David Becker, 18, allegedly sexually assaulted two women while they were asleep. He was charged with two counts of rape and one count of indecent assault and battery, he will receive just two years of probation. And if he doesn’t violate probation — the long term consequences will be even more lenient.
A Plea for Peace: End the Romanticization of Victimhood
Give Israelis and Palestinians a Chance for Coexistence
Content Warning: Mentions of violence and historical atrocities
For too long, people from the outside have romanticized the Israeli-Palestinian conflict as a gladiatorial arena, a reality show, or a competition of values. By romanticizing victimhood and choosing sides, you allow governments and dictators to stay in power. Your inconsistent support, favoring one side's victimhood over the other, makes it impossible for those of us, both Jews and Arabs, who want to live in peace to actually achieve that goal.
The West and East have chosen politicians on both sides who oppress the weak, buy warfare from them, and lack empathy. Yet for centuries, Jews and Arabs lived together peacefully in many areas, and there are still those among us who have never stopped hoping for that reality, even in the face of atrocities like the Nakba, Sabra and Shatila and many other horrendous crimes to the one side and bus bombings, rape crimes, and the horrific events of October 7th, where Jewish Arab supporters were slaughtered and burned alive on the other. Brainwashed-hurting-people are hurting people. By dehumanizing each side for its barbaric acts you leave them lonely and hurting, which leads to more extremism.
We are all being brainwashed, and as time goes on, more Jews and Arabs are losing hope, allowing pain and hatred to consume us, and enabling the rise of fanatic politicians who further fuel this cycle. But we are all just people who want to live. If the East and West truly wanted us to find a solution, they would invest in mutual education and acknowledgment of each nation's pain, helping us learn about our shared Semitic Abrahamic roots, rather than selling both of us more weapons.
Many Arabs in Israel-Palestine are not just our cousins, but our sisters and brothers. Not all Jews fled when the Romans came; some of them became Christian and then Muslim. Some of them are the Palestinians of today! And the other part is our closest cousins. Our DNA is so similar; there are no closer ethnicities in the world. The world plays savior while pushing us to fight harder, funding narratives of hate and promoting xenophobia and antisemitism on both sides.
We are all children of the same God, the last remaining Semitic peoples. Please, world, support new leadership on both sides! Invest in peace, not war. Give the Jews and Arabs who want peace a chance to achieve it. Strengthen us, and give the next generations of Semites a chance to live with dignity, compassion, respect, and mutual love.
Since the British Mandate pitted us against each other, as they did in India and Pakistan and so many other places, where colonial empires left the people to fight each other - "proving" the "barbarity of the locals" in comparison to the supremacy of the colonials, the biggest world powers have used our conflict to prove their own strength, choosing a side as if we were gladiators in a ring. Please, stop this game of money, power, and manipulation. No one should have to die anymore. Life is already too short! Palestinians and Israelis should be free together, from this war, from these separative beliefs, from the hatred, to live and move freely, to marry each other freely. To have one shared government that represents us all equally with dignity - with no more brainwashing and separation. This is what I pray for. No occupation nor any slaughter or rape of any kind. We should not fall into traps; if all people open their eyes, politicians lose their power. With the help of decent, honest allies from the world, this is achievable, slowly but surely. This should be the reality. Where all kids know both languages in an Arab-Jewish state, celebrating together, growing and then aging together with the deepest respect for all the mutual and all the unique, beautiful differences. Looking into Arabs' eyes, I see the eyes of my family members. You are not that different. I want peace with you .
M0re 0f Trash, this is m0re them reacting t0 0ther pe0ple talking.
I’m actually pretty happy with these 0nes.
Again this is str0ngly based 0ff Ramshackle Gl0ry.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌 𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀 or, how trauma has shifted jordan riley’s approach to relationships
𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: this post digs into jordan’s trauma around her assault. the assault itself is not chronicled or detailed, but her mindset and attitude following it is. do not read this post if you are easily triggered by this subject matter.
it’s no secret that surviving a traumatic event makes a person hyper-vigilant of everything around them. trauma changes the way you wake up in the morning, how you move through your daily routine, how you walk, talk, think. it permeates every aspect of your life and you have to re-learn how to function ‘normally’ even though your normal has changed.
a long-term effect of her assault is that jordan does not trust easily. it takes her a while to ease back into the mindset that most people are not monsters out to take advantage of and hurt her, and even when she does, few people get in past the walls she has carefully constructed to keep herself safe in a world that she’s now hyper-aware is anything but. as a naturally charismatic and charming person who knew no strangers, she wears that attitude in the months and years following her assault like a second suit — eventually it becomes something of a broken limb that didn’t heal quite right. she’s friendly, but at arm’s length. she doesn’t tell new people in her life much but they don’t notice because everything is said with a smile and a tone as warm as a summer breeze. you think you know more when you know very little, but the keen observer may find hints and clues to the truth in the way she glances to her exit points in the room, how she tenses when someone innocently lays a hand on her shoulder before properly greeting her, how her hands never move off her drink.
one of her first thoughts, if not the first thought when she meets someone new, is every possible way they could hurt her. she doesn’t intend this — in fact, she hates it. she wishes those thoughts didn’t permeate her mind at every turn. she tries to suppress it but it always finds a way to worm into her mind and take root. will this person hit me if they get too angry? will they stop? will they not stop? how can I defend myself if I need to? will my kickboxing classes be enough? can I get my mace out fast enough? should I use this glass? the lamp? should I run? she’s hyper-aware of every way a situation can turn south in an instant and it plays in her mind in the space of a few seconds, periodically looping itself until she’s alone again.
over time, that thought, that voice, even, gets softer and softer — never quite disappearing, but getting tolerable, like everything else that stuck around became tolerable, because she becomes numb to it.
romantic relationships are an entirely different category. jordan and elliot were never together; she knew him for years and prior to that party, never had a strong opinion about him. he was a boy who went to her school, played on the football team, broke school records like it was nothing, volunteered, was heavily involved — they crossed paths and ran in the same social circles, and he was always decent to her. nice, even — until that party.
because of elliot, jordan is extremely aware of how she conducts herself around romantic interests, the opposite sex especially. she has never believed that what happened to her happened because of anything she’s done, but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s conscious of how she presents herself, carries herself, etc. she still drinks at parties but limits herself to one — one beer, one wine cooler, one cup. she always gets her own drink, she never pours from an already opened container, and she always keeps it on her. she’ll flirt, but make it clear where the boundary is. more often than not, she’ll reject the invitation for a first date, expressing that she’s not looking for a relationship right now, but she’d love to get coffee sometime. it’s genuine, but it’s also a test — those who respond well make it to the next round. those who don’t are never let in again.
she almost has to have a friendship with someone — a trust that this person will respect the boundaries she sets, no questions asked — before she can date them. rarely does anything physical beyond a hug happen on the first date. she’s keen on protecting herself, something she tells herself is good, is for the best, when she’s not asked out on a second date. they didn’t pass the test, you don’t need them. they’re not ready to handle this pandora’s box of skeletons you will eventually have to open for them. you’re not ready to accept that maybe you’re not meant to be loved.
when she is in a romantic relationship, it’s at a point where she’s secure in feeling that the worst this person can do is leave. they’ve passed every test, checked every box. she can ease into the comfort of being hugged, kissed, touched ( where she’s comfortable ) without spiraling. this person is more than a significant other — they’re a friend. a friend she can trust not to ask too many questions, not to dig too deep, but still respect her wishes where intimacy is concerned.
eventually, she opens up about what happened to her. with friends, it’s when they’ve gained her full trust, proven that what she tells them won’t be thrown back into her face in an argument, won’t be used as leverage. with romantic partners, it happens in a similar capacity. sometimes it’s before physical and sexual intimacy; sometimes it’s after. it’s always difficult; it gets easier the more she talks about it, but it never stops being difficult in some capacity. in some ways, it’s the final test — will this change how they look at me? speak to me? will this make them look for reasons to leave?
that last question is the scariest for her. beyond not wanting to relive this horrible thing that happened to her, she doesn’t want her assault to define her. when you tell people you were assaulted, that’s the first thing they see in you. eyes fill with pity, and suddenly, you’re being handled with kid gloves at all times, as if you might shatter if something is said or done that treads a little too close to home. it’s humiliating, almost as much as the shame of being assaulted. she always stresses that she’s progressed because she can talk about it, open up about it, share that it happened and that’s why she is the way that she is. the parts of herself that she’s shared up to that point still exist, are still her — this is just the final piece.
When you have the "avoid getting raped" conversation with your daughter, it is difficult, as you don't want to imagine her as a victim. The idea of having the "don't rape" conversation with your son is more difficult as you don't ever want to imagine him as a perpetrator. Do it anyway.
An interesting perspective on educating children about the definition of rape and how it should be taught. I don't think I completely agree with everything, but I do think society takes a very one-sided and stigmatized approach to dealing with the root causes of rape and objectification, in BOTH genders.