It was raining and cold out today. Anita stood in the window of her apartment looking out into the gloom. Brad / Ohmar, the man from the internet and her all night dungeon experiment was out of town for the weekend. This left the young red head home, alone, and bored, not a good combination where Anita was concerned. When she is bored Anita tended to get herself into trouble, and today did not seem to be any different.

I twist, and feel the rope bite into my elbows. I count the heartbeats throbbing away, fading slowly, softly. If it weren't for the sound of blood's rush in my ears, I would not know if it existed.

I live in a quiet rural area and have for quite some time now. The only real commotion I have out here is the odd teenagers using our country road for drag racing and hunters trespassing during deer season. Until recently this was a real haven to come home to after my long hours at the office. I view my home as a cottage really, a place to relax and enjoy peace and quiet when I leave the hectic rigors of the city.

This story is a Rape Fantasy. If offended well then you shouldn't be searching around looking for this stuff.

I admit I am and always have been a fan of dirty stories which is how I came across this web site. I wanted to share a recent experience that took me somewhat by surprise.

Hi boys, I would like to narrate the true incidence of my sex in my life,with you all.