I'm a 28 yo married man with kids. I OFTEN find myself fantasizing about raping random women I see. It could be a cute little BLEEP I just want to take fuck on site or a woman with a nice ass. It doesn't matter... I will see a girl and think of a way to abduct her there and then. I even do it when I have my wife and kids with me. I have never acted on these impulses but thinking about it gets me so hard.

I have always fantasized about women kidnapped and tied up. It probably started with the old "Batman" TV show, then police shows with sexy young victims. Back then, we didn't have serial killers, we had psychopaths. I would check out the TV Guide for that word, hoping to see some young lovely abducted, tied, and helpless.

As the years went on, I discovered detective magazines, with their bondage covers and lurid headlines: "Let's Rape the Girl Next Door!" The mix of the fear and helplessness of the victims, and the fact that they almost never got away alive, mixed together to turn my fantasies darker. I especially enjoyed strangling, but also liked hanging and bagging. The idea that you could stop, let her get her breath, then resume the fun, prolonging her agony indefinitely really turned me on.

I tend not to like scenarios with female assailants, only because I like to imagine myself in that role. I also generally don't like more than one attacker, for the same reason. I'm a solitary predator, and I'm selfish about keeping my prizes for myself.

I have to admit that malevolent dark thoughts have been manifesting themselves deep in my mind for some time now.
Last night they took hold and i could not resist the impulse to go out and abduct a kid.
So i ended up cruising around in the car for a while and just outside of town i spotted my victim,i parked up ahead and waited for her to approach.
When she got near i pounced on her and threw her in the trunk,she kicked like the devil possessed.
I drove to a secluded spot to rape her,but when i opened the trunk she head butted me and jumped into the woods.
I cant believe how strong and quick young goats are.

[good girl for dom]
This is how fucking/dominating me could look like

I'm so naughty when I'm horny. I've had a lot of stress at work and tons of errands to run in my private life as well. I haven't had time nor energy to play for quite some time. But tonight I'm so horny, I couldn't help it anymore.

I've been reading fantasies/stories about rape and abductions and they have turned me so wild.

I've been having some fun with my toys but I'm still horny. I wish one of you were here and would fill me up with your rock hard cock. Stretch me out, and make me feel filled out completely. Put your weight on top of me and show me how much you want to be inside me.

Below you can read how I imagined it could look like if you were here. Let me know if you liked it and/or you would have liked to change something.

If you enjoy domination, dd/good girl, size difference, rape/cnc, breeding and aftercare you'll enjoy what my mind produced while fucking myself and wishing it was you and not a toy.

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You let me feel how rock hard you are as you rub your tip over my slit and clit; your cock throbbing in anticipation. My wetness, only generated by your weight on my body, your dominance over me, is making you lose your mind. You want to tease me, but you can't hold back anymore. You want to be inside me, feel my tiny pussy hug your dick tightly.

Without any foreplay you slide to my entrance. It's like a magnet for your cock, you instinctively find it immediately. Eagerly you are starting to slide yourself inside me, but you keep slipping off. I'm too tight to slide in freehand. You need to hold your cock in place and apply some pressure to enter me.

I moan as your tip slowly works itself inside me. The sensation of my pussy parting around your tip sends a shiver down your spine. You grunt, shift your weight and push yourself all the way inside with one long push until you feel your tip hit my cervix. As you enter me all the way, you feel me cum instantly just from the sensation of being stretched and filled out entirely.

You hold still for a second to take in how tight and wet I am. As I clench tightly on your cock, moaning and bucking my hip under you, your primal instinct kicks in. You need to fuck me; now, hard.

You wrap your arms around me and hold me tight. You still can't believe how small I am. For a millisecond the thought that you don't want to crush me crosses your mind, but then it's gone. You burry your head in my neck and take in my smell.

Then you do what you are programmed to do; you start to fuck me. Hard and deep; you want to insert every inch of your cock inside me. You keep pushing and pounding. You feel every stroke you make into my pussy, rock my whole body under you, as you try to keep me in place. As you pin me under you in the hopes to still go deeper.

You are way too big for my petite body, I keep moaning in a mix of pleasure and pain as you keep hitting my cervix, as you stretch me to the max. My juices are running out of me in a river as you fuck me. It turns you on even more how my body loves your cock, how I can't escape you. How I'm loving and hating your complete control over my body at the same time.

I keep cuming over and over again. I'm melting underneath you, loosing my mind.

You want more. You retract from your tight hug and grab my wrists with one hand each while still fucking me. You pull my arms over my head and with ease grab both my wrists with one of your hands, holding them tightly in place.

You slide your other hand over my body, groping my breasts, enjoying the curves of my body as your hand quickly finds itself on the lower end of my body. You rub my clit, while I'm squirming under you. You've fucked me senseless and you are loving every second of it.

Quickly your hand reaches around my body, looking for my other entrance. Your finger is sliding around, I've made a complete mess with my juices. Your cock has made me make this mess.

I feel you get even harder at this realization. I didn't think this was possible, but it feels so good. I moan loudly and push myself towards your strokes. I want to feel you as much as you want to feel me.

You feel so good that I can't help but to want you. You saw what I needed, so you gave it to me. You ripped my panties off of me, threw me on the bed and jumped on top of me to show me what's going to happen. I struggled, but you knew what I needed as you pushed my dress up.

You do know best, you could feel my heat.You knew I was instantly soaked the moment I felt your weight on top of me.

I'm your good girl. Your fucktoy, your rapetoy. You feel so lucky that you've found me. You keep pounding me with deep and hard strokes, you don't want this to end but you won't last much longer. As you are sliding your finger around my anus you are starting to feel the pressure build up. You are getting close to breeding me, to reminding me to whom I belong. To you and only you. Or well, to you and the people you allow to fuck me.

You grunt again at the thought of what a good girl I am. You keep pushing deep inside me, slapping your balls on my ass with each stroke. You circle your fingertip over my anus. I'm bucking my hip again. With ease you slide your finger all the way into my ass. I moan loudly as you do so, you know what your girl needs.

You start fucking my ass with your finger while you keep pounding my tight pussy. You feel me explode again, my strongest orgasm tonight. I keep moaning and shaking under you.

You can't hold it in anymore, you shoot string after string deep inside me while you you hold yourself all the way in. I'm impaled by you and can't move at all with your body weight still on top of me. I'm taking in every bit of your seed.

I keep moaning under you, my instinct has taken over, too. You know how much your cum inside me turns me on. You feel me explode again, hard. My body knows what it needs to do. My body sucks your cum deep inside me, just how you like it.

You collapse on top of me. I'm utterly exhausted from the intense experience. You give me a deep kiss and tell me what a good girl I am. I am shaking, not yet able to speak. You roll off of me and pull me into a hug. I'm resting my head on your chest while you caress my hair and watch your sweat glister on my petite body.

Will we remain like this, or will your instinct take over for a second round?

I confess I often have fantasies that revolve around buying women at open slave auctions, and bringing them home too torture and rape until they cease to amuse me. After wards I would sell them too a special kinda whorehouse that specializes in providing women you can abuse. In my fantasies the girls bought at these auctions have all been abducted by force from upper class families, or are simply helpless lower class girls that bought into some ad promising a well paying job in a different country only to find themselves now being leered at and eventually sold to be raped. The Asian girl in this picture represents a similar looking girl who is the daughter of a client of mine. I have often been over to their house and have spent many times quietly undressing their daughter in my mind and dreaming of her naked, and tied in my special room at my house. I would take a thin loop of rope with both ends through a cylindrical bracket that allowed me to easily tighten, or loosen the loop and place in around her slender throat. Amusing myself by gently choking her until she began to turn red and trash around like a fish, then releasing the rope so she could gasp a desperate lungful of air. Only to have me tighten it up again. This would go on for hours, when me stopping occasinally to slap her hard, or spit a yellowish, green lung oyster onto her pretty, tear stained face. When I grew bored I would place a plastic bag with a tight elastic band around its base over her head. There would be a few small hole punched into the bag which allowed a minimal amount of air, but the tight elastic band would be uncomfortable around her throat. The bag would be clear so I could watch her distress, but she would be blindfolded. Every now and then I would get up and suprise her with a wake up slap!

I confess I have an unhealthy rape fetish. Like it's starting to become one of the only sexual things I can think about :-/

I fantasize about abducting and raping a teen and making her into like a slave/toy.

I really think this is unhealthy and how do I suppress a violent fetish like this?

I like rape and I wanna abduct a girl and enslave her.

Looking for someone with the same fetish to talk to

Written for a friend. Abduction/abuse/rape based story. Not generally what I write about, but along her interests.

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She rose from her position and reviewed the photos she took and continued on her way. A beautiful sunny day, it was perfect for photography. She had driven to a quiet place outside the city and parked along the side of a dirt road. She wandered into the woods, and snapped photos of the things that caught her eye along the way. It was early summer, the forest was alive with life and the melodies of playful songbirds. She stopped for a moment and closed her eyes, her camera hung by a strap around her neck, she stretched her arms up into the air and took a deep breath.

A hand clamped down over her mouth and tightened down like a vice upon her face. She felt the strap of her camera go tight around her neck as her assailant used it to force her to the ground. With a violent wrench and pull, the breath of air she took but a moment ago escaped her lungs as she slammed into the dirt. The sole of a boot dug between her shoulder blades, and pressed her firmly into the dirt and rocks below her. She struggled to breath and clawed at the strap around her neck, darkness slowly overtook her, and she fell into unconsciousness.

As she drifted on the edge of reality, her senses began to return. The heat of the sun beat down upon the bare skin of her back, her hair stuck in strands to the sweat that coated her skin. A rough material pressed against her thighs, chest and arms. her shoulders ached from supporting her weight and her wrists burned as something dug into her skin. Her mouth was filled with a soft material, soaked in her spit. She snapped to reality suddenly as the sounds of footsteps walked around her, followed by the familiar click from her camera. She opened her eyes to darkness, her vision taken by something wrapped around her head, and tried to scream. Nothing came but a muffle, her mouth held shut by tape.

She shifted uncomfortably and tried to escape her bonds, her legs were wrapped around the tree trunk and tied tightly on the other side at head level, and she hung suspended by her wrists, tied to the base of a branch above her, bare bottom spread and exposed. Her flesh scraped against the bark of the tree and she realized only now that she was naked. She nervously chewed the material stuffed into her mouth, the feel of the elastic band making her realize it was her underwear. She heard laughter, followed by more camera clicks.

The footsteps got closer, still not a word spoken by the man as he leaned in close. She felt his hand run along the back of her leg, trailing up her ass, back and neck delicately, before finally he gripped tightly on her hair, with a force that made her feel it would be pulled clean off her scalp. Suddenly his other hand was pressed between her legs. The palm of his hand grinding against the lips of her pussy, the tips of his fingers came together, and at once he shoved all 4 deep inside her, his large hand spreading her with a painful shove that nearly took the weight off her wrists. As quickly as his fingers had entered her, he removed them. She whimpered muffled sounds and listened to the twigs crunch below his feet, followed by more clicks of the camera.

The footsteps drifted away, for a moment she was left hung on the tree, surrounded only by the noise of the song birds. She struggled to free herself again as the tree bark against her skin scraped and scratched her inner thighs and chest. Helpless against the bonds her body went limp again, tears soaked the cloth that covered her eyes. What felt like an eternity later, the sound of footsteps returned, the sound of each foot step brought her heart to race as they got closer. They stopped just beside her. There was another moment of quiet, then her back exploded in pain, the slapping sound of a thin switch echoed against the trees, her yelp muffled by her gag. A line of fire burned across her back, a bright red line left on her skin. Again the cracking sound broke the air as the switch struck her ass cheeks, brightening in another red line. He struck her again and again, red lines crossed over her back and ass, blood trickled down her back from small cuts the switch had left across the beaten skin. With one final strike she heard the sound of the stick shatter, the switch had snapped into pieces as it struck her upper shoulder.

He was on her then, hand wrapped around her throat from behind, his other hand played with both her holes, as if he couldn’t decide which to violate. Then he made his choice, his hand left her bottom then she heard the sound of spitting. She suddenly felt his finger press against her pussy again, forcing their way inside her roughly. He worked his hand back and forth, he fucked her with his fingers roughly as she bounced up and down against the tree with every violent shove of his hand. For a moment he stopped, she hung there limp, her pussy gaping wide, throbbing in pain. Then he began again, first his fingers, then finally working his whole fist inside of her. Her muffled screams began again as his hand stretched out her pussy. she felt as if he would try to insert his whole arm inside her.

His hand slipped out of her, the hand on her neck tightened. He slapped hard against her pussy with the palm of his hand repeatedly and stopped only when he could hear the high pitch squeals from beneath the tape on her mouth. As she quivered,her legs came free and they dangled weakly to the ground. Next her wrists were cut free and she collapsed against the tree, barely able to hold herself up. She was grabbed by the hair again, and thrown down face first onto the forest floor. His hand pressed her face into the ground, rocks and twigs dug into her skin and she felt him climb on top of her. He entered her with no warning, his dick sliding into her beaten, swollen pussy. He grunted in her ear as he fucked her hard and deep, her body scraped back and forth against the ground as his pace increased and his grunts grew louder. With an animalistic groan he pressed himself deep inside her, his cum exploding deep inside her.

Beaten, weak and helpless, she passed out again listening to the sound of her camera’s shutter click. The sun was setting when she woke up. Naked and alone. She sat up and removed the blindfold and gag and looked around. There in front of her was her camera. For a moment she sat in shock as the experience came back to her. She grabbed her camera, and started looking at photos.

I’ve posted on here before about a submissive nymphomaniac I used to date. The last time I posted on here about her it was when I had setup a gangbang for her brother where she was the party favor.

This is about the time she went on a cross-country fuckfest.

About six months after the gangbang and many other sexual adventures we learned about Lot Lizards. (For those not in the know: Lot Lizards are prostitutes who troll truck stops.) She became fascinated with the idea. After talking it over a bit she decided she wanted to be a Lot Lizard for a day to see how it all went down. I told her we could do it but we wouldn't accept money as we didn’t want any legal troubles. She brought up that I’d rented her before, but I told her this time was different as we were dealing with an industry where cops were said to be prevalent. She started to argue but I told her she was doing it for free. She shut up and agreed.

Luckily for us the area we lived in had quite a few known (and a few somewhat unknown) truck stops. We decided on one of the known ones and headed out there. The first night she struck out but decided she wanted to try again. The second night she got a few truckers by going into the showers but it was all head only. The third night she finally got one to fuck her in his cab.

When she was done she came back to the car and told me what the trucker who had fucked her told her, that trying it at the known truck stops in this area was a recipe for disaster as the somewhat unknown ones were where the action was at.

So on the fourth night we went to one of the somewhat unknown spots. There were about twenty sleeper rigs there when we got there. She got out, stripped naked, and walked down the opening between them with a sign she had made that said, “FREE PUSSY TO ALL WHO WANT IT”. When she got to about the sixth truck down it flashed its lights and she went to the door. After a minute of discussion she got into the cab. Ten minutes later and she got back out, a smile on her face. She looked towards me and gave a thumbs up; she’d gotten fucked.

She started parading around with the sign again when another set of lights came on. Same as before she went to the cab, a minute of discussion, then she got in. Ten minutes later she was out and giving me a thumbs up. She made her way through twelve of the rigs, some taking longer some taking shorter, but all ending with a thumbs up to me.

The last one she got into was taking way longer than the rest. She’d been in there for about forty-five minutes. I gave it fifteen more, thinking it might be a team who was taking turns, before I made my way to the cab. I slapped on the door and her head popped into the window. She opened the door and invited me inside.

When I got in it was just one guy, not the team I had thought, and he was sitting on his cot nude, cock hard. She told me to listen to what he had told her, as she went back to blowing him.

“So what’s up?” I asked.

“I was telling your girl here that, if she wanted to, I could make this into an experience she would never forget.”

“How so?”
“Well, I’m a long hauler. That means I go everywhere in the 48 continuous. I’m also good for Canada and Mexico. I know all the places and all the guys who would be into a girl like her.”

“And?” I asked.

“Hold on…” he said as he grabbed the back of her head, held her down on his cock, and came down her throat. “Damn man, she’s really good at this.”

“I trained her well,” I retorted, with a sense of pride. “You were saying?”

“As I was telling her,” he continued as she cleaned off his cock, “I can take her along with me and show her all these places. I can get her fucked in every place.”

“Really?” I said. “How do we know you won’t just abduct her, kill her, and leave her body somewhere?”

“You don’t, to be honest. But I will tell you that I’m not one of those types of guys and I’ll treat this little lady here just right. I’ll make sure she’s safe. The world needs more little ladies like this one, willing to take care of men’s needs without question. Why would I want to hurt something like that?”

She finished cleaning him off, sat back on her legs, wiped her chin off and smiled at me. “I think it’d be fun!”

“I’ll be here another night. I don’t have to finish this run for another day,” he said, anticipating my next sentence.

“Very well. Her and I will discuss it and we’ll meet tomorrow night to let you know our decision.”

We left the cab and since no one else showed interest went home.

After having spent a good portion of that day using her for my own interests we talked. She was really excited about the prospect of doing it and begged for me to let her go. I told her I thought it was pretty much a once in a lifetime chance but that there’d be stipulations. We talked through them, went shopping for some stuff, and met the trucker later that night at a diner.

We sat down, ordered some coffee, and began discussing things. I told him the stipulations I had:

-A log book of everything and everyone she does, no exceptions and nothing left out
-She calls me at least once a week to let me know she’s okay and alive
-A one month time period was agreed upon as that would be when he was back in town
-Any money she might make stays with her and is used for supplies, but is also tracked in the log
-Any photos or videos are turned over to her exclusively

He agreed, we finished our coffee, and went back to his rig. She gave me a quick blowjob before getting in and they were off.

I admit it was a bit lonely the next week not having her around for instant fun, but I did get my jollies elsewhere. When she called in the first time she was giddy and happy and started telling me things, but I told her to hold off on telling me anything that happened. I wanted to hear it all at once and read it in the log.

She called on time the second week but the third week she missed. Days started going by and I was getting worried. She finally called and said that they’d had an extended stay in Mexico and she couldn’t get to a phone but that she was all right and had something very exciting to tell me. The next week went by pretty fast and finally the night came when she was to be back.

We met at the diner again. I got there first, had my coffee, and they came in. She was all smiles and happy to see me. She bounced over, hugged and kissed me, and told me she had lots to tell me. She popped the log book on the table and I thumbed through it quickly. There were pages and pages of stuff. I got hard immediately.

We all chatted for a bit, the trucker telling me that nothing horrible happened, and that fun was had by all. He said he was in town again for another night just like last time and that he’d extended another invitation for her to come with him.

When we got home I started looking through the log book. As I read through all the blowjobs, single fucks and such I’d stop on the more interesting things and ask her about them. This is how she told them to me:

-In Montana she’d gone into the men’s showers and started cleaning herself. A few men were in there and were making remarks. She told them they could do whatever and one took her up on it. He fucked her from behind for a good ten minutes. When he was done, before she could stand up, another man took his place. This continued as she got fucked by six truckers, one after the other, running a train on her.

-In Tennessee they parked overnight at a rest stop. She went to use the bathroom and found a gloryhole. She sucked three cocks through it.

-In Georgia they made a delivery. The trucker knew all the guys at the yard and had radioed ahead as she slept. They took her out into the one of the bigger yards, away from prying eyes, and gangbanged her. When they were done they were talking about how they should’ve called some of their friends to join in and she told them to do so. It wasn’t feasible at the time so an agreement was made; the trucker had a night over so she would meet up with them at a local bar. Later that night she went to the bar and in a backroom was fucked by all the guys from before and their friends and friends’ friends, around twenty in total. When they were done they surprised her with $600, saying it was a gift for the best slut they’d ever met.

-In Texas they got pulled over by that state’s version of highway patrol in the middle of nowhere. The trucker had been speeding because she was giving him head as he drove. She got fucked in the ass by one cop as she blew his partner in trade for the ticket being forgotten.

-In Wyoming they stayed over in a large truck stop. She cab hopped all night after a trucker from a previous fuck in Nebraska recognized her and spread the word. Twelve cocks that night in various holes.

-In Detroit she was gang raped by a bunch of black guys. She didn’t have specific numbers for that one but estimated it was around ten or so. She had gone out on her own as the trucker slept, walking around, checking the place out. A big black guy catcalled her and she played along, teasing him, and accepted an invite for more fun back at his place. When she got there she started sucking his cock when a large group of black guys came joined them. The one who she was sucking told the group it was time for “fun with this white fuckmeat” and they started raping her. Once they found out she was willing they gang banged her.

-In Missouri she got traded off to a man and woman trucker combo until Alabama. They chained her to their cot and both used her how they saw fit. Lots of whipping, beating, etc. When they went through scales they made her hide in the box under the cot (you lift the cot and there is a space there for storing stuff) in case of inspections. The couple also stopped at a truck stop where they tied her up in the men’s room, handcuffed to a toilet, with a sign telling all to take a turn. They left her there overnight and when they got her in the morning she was covered in cum and piss in all holes and had some really good bruises all over her face and body.

-In South Carolina she was “abducted” from a bar where she was blowing a motorcycle gang. The gang took her back to their clubhouse and took turns using her throughout the night. When they finished they shot her up with some drugs and dumped her near a homeless camp under a bridge. The homeless took her into one of their makeshift shelters and used her as well until a cop showed up looking for her, as the trucker had reported her being abducted because she hadn’t told him about her penchant for just going off and getting fucked liked that. The cop took her to the hospital where she got checked out but she refused to press any charges. When the cop was taking her back to the trucker she told him that she enjoyed all of what happened and that he could have a piece too. The cop fucked her before dropping her off.

-In Arizona they went to visit the trucker’s parents in a retirement home. It was one of those classy places that don’t have nurses but are more of a community. As he was visiting she went around and gave blowjobs to as many old men as she could find that were willing. She gave twelve blowjobs.

There is far more. If there is interest in this I will post more and/or expand upon the snippets put here.

I confess I wish I could be abducted by aliens and held as a sex slave, being continually raped and impregnated with hundreds of eggs, my guts being stretched and distended, feeling maggot-like alien forms writhing inside me and birthing them, being made to grow tits full of milk, feeding them, suckling them, and feeling them crawl back inside my guts to incubate. I know I’m a sick perverted fuck, but I cum so hard when I imagine this.