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With the large
array of forced sex and rape sites on the
web, you'd think every fantasy had been
explored. Well, you would be wrong! FORCED
WITNESS is an entirely new approach to the
rape niche. Yes, there is torture. Yes,
there is brutality. YES, there are victims
begging and screaming as they are
force-fucked, but there is something very
different, new and perverse at FORCED
WITNESS. Someone is forced to WATCH,
powerless to do anything! Watch as a man and
his wife are home alone, when two strangers
break in, forcing the husband down, beating
him to submission and tying him up, forcing
him to watch as they violate the woman he
loves most in the world. He is bound and
gagged as she is forced to fuck and suck. He
is punched repeatedly any time he makes a
sound of protest, and she is raped over and
over, without mercy, kicking and screaming
for him to help, but there is nothing he can
do... but watch. |
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TODAY'S FREE RAPE STORY |
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Lisa was in the middle of her boutique's store room when she heard the door chime. She looked at her watch and sighed. It was five minutes until closing which meant she'd be late getting all her work done. That meant she was going to be late starting dinner. Oh well, they would have to lose a bit of their supper time to business.
Not that her husband and kids minded. Business was good, and lateness was accepted.
Lisa did a quick check of herself in the mirror. She was wearing a simple dress that flowed down to her knees. At age 40, Lisa was a 5' 4" big blonde girl--size 20-- with great curves.She had been big all her life so her size never bothered her. She had had her share of men, and, when she undid the top buttons of the dress a little, she knew the clevage showing from her 44d breasts combined with little glimpses of nylon covered leg would be enough to get her husband to sit up and beg. Men were just stupid that way.
Lisa stepped out of the storeroom...and saw no one. She shrugged. Must have left, she thought as she turned the lock in the door. Maybe she would make it in time.
As she walked past the boutique's dressing rooms, a Man slide out behind her, put his hand to her mouth, a knife to her throat and dragged her inside the dressing room.
All Lisa could see was the knife, inches from her face. The Man clamped down hard on her mouth. Lisa tried to squirm free, but the Man pressed the edge of the knife to her throat. Lisa froze.
"That is a good Fuck Toy. If you behave, I won't have to slice you open. Understand?"
Lisa slowly nodded, very aware of the knife on her throat.
"Good." The Man released his hand from Lisa's mouth, and grabbed her hair. Lisa yelped in pain.
"What is you name, Fuck Toy?"
"Lisa...please don't hurt me...I have money..."
The Man struck Lisa in the temple with the knife handle. She staggered, her vision going black for a moment. Intense pain from the blow followed.
"I don't want your money. I want you, Lisa Fuck Toy. I am going to make you my Rape Victim. Now if you want to live through it, you better start obeying me. Do you want to live Fuck Toy?"
"Yes...", whispered Lisa.
The Man shook Lisa's head.
"LOUDER, FUCK TOY!"
"I WANT TO LIVE," shouted Lisa, tears now flowing freely.
"Good, now put your hands on your head and stay very still."
Lisa obeyed. The Man ran his hands over her breasts, pinching her nipples cruely through her dress and bra. Lisa cried out.
The Man placed the knife against her right breast.
"Stay still, Fuck Toy."
Lisa gulped and forced her body to stillness. The Man kneeled before her and pulled up her dress. His finger slid between her thighs.
"Spread those big thighs, Fuck Toy."
Lisa shifted her feet to obey. The Man reached up, grabbed the waist band of her pantyhose, and yanked them--with her panties-- to her knees. Lisa began to sob.
The Man placed his mouth on Lisa's clit and began to suck. Even though she was revolted by his touch, her body began to respond to the Man. A gasp left her mouth as he slowly shoved a finger inside her. She began to get wet.
The Man pumped his finger in and out of Lisa's pussy as he sucked her. Lisa fought and fought...
"Oh God...stop..I'm CUMMING...NOOOO!"
The Man grabbed Lisa's ass and pulled her closer so he can taste Lisa's wetness as she came. He loved making his Fuck Toys cum. Made their rape so much sweeter.
The shame hit Lisa and she began to weep. She was still weeping as The Man pulled her to the floor off the dressing room, pushed her legs up and back, and rammed his hard cock into her.
The only sound in the dressing room was the grunting of the Man as he raped Lisa, and her sobbing until the Man shot his semen into Lisa. Lisa then let loose a long piercing scream as she felt his dirty seed enter her.
The Man smiled down at Lisa as her scream subsided.
"You are now My Rape Victim, Fuck Toy. You will always be."
The Man stayed on top of Lisa until his cock soften. He rolled off her and slapped her across the face.
"Shut up, Fuck Toy. You are my Rape Victim now. So behave."
Lisa took a deep breathe. That reduced her sobbing to a whimper.
The Man grabbed Lisa by the hair and pulled her to her feet.
"Strip, Rape Victim."
Lisa stripped off her heels, pantyhose, panties, dress and then her bra. She heard the Man intake of breathe has he admired her body.
The Man step forward and began to suck Lisa's nipples.
"Such a beautiful Rape Victim. I need to enhance your beauty. Sit on the bench."
Lisa sat, body shaking with fear. The Man unbent a couple of wire hangers and bound Lisa's wrists and ankles.
"Stay still. If I see you step out of this dressing room, I will kill you."
The Man stepped out of the dressing room. Lisa was left there, her Rapist's cum leaking out of her, thinking of her family, of the shame she and they would have to live with. The Man was right: she was just his Rape Victim now. Tears flowed down her face.
The Man returned carrying some clothes. He untied her and dropped the clothes into her lap.
"Dress for me Rape Victim."
Lisa untangled the clothes: a red short lace nightie and a pair of red pantyhose. She slid on the hose, and noticed he had cut out the crotch of the hose. She wiggled into the nightie. The Man smiled at her.
"So beautiful. Come here Rape Victim."
Lisa shuffled over to him. The Man walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck. His hands cupped her breasts. A hand slid down to her clit. His fingers began to slowly rub her clit.
Lisa tried to pull away, but he held her tight as he rubbed her clit. Lisa stop fighting and gave in. She was his Rape Victim. His Fuck Toy. She pushed her hips up to meet his fingers and came for him a second time.
The Man kissed her cheek.
"That was nice, Rape Victim. Now to complete you. Bend over and put your hands on the bench."
Lisa obeyed. The Man ran his hands over her back and ass. He spread Lisa's ass cheeks and drove his stiff cock into Lisa's anus.
Lisa screamed and screamed as the Man sodomized her. She had never had a man in her "backdoor" and this Man was brutal.
"Yes, scream for me Rape Victim. You are and always wil be my Fuck Toy. Always remember who took your ass."
The Man raped Lisa's big beautiful ass hard and fast. Her screaming added to the intense pleasure this big sexy Fuck Toy was giving him. When he came, it was with a loud scream of triumph that rivaled Lisa's screams of terror and pain.
When the Man's cock soften and slipped out of Lisa's ass, she collasped to the ground. The Man collected Lisa's dress,'hose,bra and heels,then took the unwired hangers and bound her ankles and wrists again. He shoved her panties in her mouth and kissed her forehead.
"Thank you Lisa Fuck Toy. It was a pleasure to make you my Rape Victim."
The Man left a sobbing Lisa on the floor of the dressing room.
Later, at a gas station pay phone, he told the 911 operator where they could find Lisa Fuck Toy. His Sixth Rape Victim.
The Man added Lisa Fuck Toy's clothes to his trophy case... |
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The Man broke into Sherry’s home as soon as he saw her husband leave for work. Dumb ass had left the back door open and he slipped in and took a deep breath.
Sherry was a 41 year old sexy long legged blonde. He had seen her in the neighborhood and the desire for her hit him so hard that he ached. Today was the day he was going to use her properly.
He moved slowly through the house until he found her bedroom. He stepped in and saw her on top of the covers wearing a long t-shirt that had ridden above her waist. He licked his lips at the sight of her long legs and shapely ass.
He pulled his knife from his pocket and step toward the bed…
Sherry awoke to the terror of a man’s hand over her mouth and a knife to her throat. She felt a heavy body on top of her. She looked up at a face full of anger and lust.
“Do what I say and I won’t hurt you, whore. Put your arms above your head. MOVE.”
Sherry obeyed eyes on the knife pressed to her throat.
The man lifted his hand off of her mouth, and buried his face in her neck.
He kissed her neck tenderly.
“God, you are so sexy, Sherry.” He whispered in her ear.
“How…do you know my name?” Tears were filled Sherry’s eyes. She knew what this man wanted.
“I know you will be alone all day, Sherry. Now be good and spread your legs.”
“No. Please don’t rape me. Just leave…ARRGH!”
The Man put a hand on Sherry’s throat and squeezed. Sherry’s struggled to breathe.
Obey me, whore. Don’t make me kill you.”
The Man released Sherry and she took in a long ragged breath. She was in the presence of a true killer. She spread her legs for him.The Man kissed Sherry, took his knife and slit open her T-shirt. His hands mauled her breasts.
“Yes. You are so beautiful. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
The man kissed Sherry’s breasts and licked his tongue down her belly to between her legs. She cried out as she felt the man’s tongue on her clit. Then his mouth as he took her clit into his mouth.
Please…stop. Please don’t…OHHH…. GOD… DON’T MAKE ME….”
Sherry was wet and hot from the moment the Man’s mouth touched her clit. It was her weakness, and, even in her terror, it was too much for her to control.
“STOP…PLEASE…NO…I’M CUMMING….” Sherry screamed and gave in to her orgasm.
She was still climaxing when the Man entered her. He lay on top of her and pounds her pussy with hard quick strokes. Sherry accepted him, eager for him to finish and leave.
The Man thrust forward and came. Sherry closed her eyes in shame as she felt the Man’s semen enter her. Another humiliation added to the fact she came for him.
“Please go now,” said Sherry in a quiet voice. “You have finished. Just leave.”
The Man smiled down at her. “You have a tight pussy, Sherry. You like being raped, didn’t you?”
Sherry smiled back. “Yes I did. Please leave. Please.” Sherry was getting nervous.
The man kissed Sherry on the forehead and rolled off her.
“ I told you we had all day…”
PART TWO: The Whore
The Man pulled Sherry off the bed and dragged her to her closet.
Dress like a whore for me,” he ordered.
Sherry looked puzzled. “I don’t know…how.”
The Man grabbed Sherry’s hair and twisted.
“Stupid cunt. All you cunts know how to dress like a whores. A short dress, thigh highs, heels. No underwear.”
He pushed her into the closet. “Now get dressed.”
Crying, Sherry obeyed. She emerged from the closet wearing a short summer dress, black thigh high stockings, and black pumps. The Man smiled at her.
“Good Whore. How much for a blow job?”
Sherry’s sobbing intensified. “I don’t know…”
The Man grabbed Sherry’s hair again. “Ten bucks enough, whore?”
“ YES…YES…WHAT EVER YOU WANT. Just stop hurting me.”
The Man let go of Sherry’s hair.
“Get on your knees and blow me, whore. MOVE.”
Slowly Sherry kneeled in front of the Man and put her lips on his cock. She felt it stiffen.
The Man grabbed Sherry by the hair again and began to move her head back and forth on his cock. Sherry gagged as the Man brutally raped her mouth.
“Yes. You suck a great cock, whore. Going to get my ten bucks worth.”
Sherry was helpless. She struggled to get air , but felt her self getting light headed. Please God, don’t let him cum in my mouth, she thought.
For once, Sherry was lucky. The Man pulled out and shot his cum all over her face. Sticky fluid went up her nose, in her eyes, splashed on her hair.
The Man let go of her hair, and Sherry collapsed to the floor. She sobbed and curled up in the fetal position.
The Man stood over her.
“You make a wonderful, whore, Sherry. Time for you to become my bondage doll.”
The Man pulled Sherry to her feet again and dragged her into the bathroom.
PART THREE: THE BONDAGE DOLL
The Man forced Sherry to strip naked and wash the cum off her face. Sherry was spent, empty. She obeyed like a puppet.
“Make yourself up, Sherry. Hair up, lipstick, make-up. I want you pretty.
For the next few minutes, Sherry did the best she could do with shaking hands. She was able to put her hair up, apply lipstick and some make-up; all the time watching the Man for any negative reaction. She was convinced he was going to kill her once he was done with her. But maybe, if she gave him what he wanted, she would survive.
The Man handed Sherry a pair of tan pantyhose.
“Put these on.”
Sherry obeyed. The Man kissed her and tied Sherry’s wrists behind her. Sherry moaned.
“Don’t hurt me. Please don’t hurt me.” She begged.
The Man kissed her cheek and stepped back from her. He took a digital camera from a gear bag on the floor and took her picture.
“I’d never hurt you, My Bondage Doll. Just be good.”
The Man proceeded to tie Sherry in different positions. Wrist tied. Wrist and ankles tied. Ankles tied to her wrist so she was open and helpless on her back. He gagged her and tied her again. Every new tie, he took pictures, stopping only to put a new memory card into the camera.
Sherry’s last tie was face down on the bed, spread eagle. A pair of her panties had been stuffed into her mouth. She lay there, seeing the flash of the camera from the corner of her eye.
She felt the Man’s weight on the bed. She felt him kiss her back, moving his lips down her spine.
“You are so beautiful my bondage doll. I love your body.”
Sherry closed her eyes. She was going to be raped again. She felt his hard cock on her ass. Heard the ripping sound of the pantyhose crotch. She grunted into her gag as the Man entered her from behind. Another humiliation to endure.
But the Man added another when he pulled out of her pussy, spread her ass cheeks, and drove his cock into Sherry’s ass. Sherry howled into her gag as the Man sodomized her.
“You’ll never forget me now, Sherry. Never forget me…”
The Man cried out and filled Sherry’s ass with cum. Sherry cried into her gag. She did know how much more of this abuse she could take.
The Man untied her. He forced her to strip off the ripped hose and take a shower. He collected all her clothes on the floor into a pillowcase for trophies.
Sherry sat on the bed and watched, She was hollowed eyed. Spent. Used. She felt worthless inside.
The Man kissed her lips.
“Be good and don’t tell anyone about my visit. I really don’t want to kill you Sherry, My Love.
Sherry nodded and lay back on the bed. She heard the Man leave and spent the rest of the day crying.
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