Forced sex role play

wetfear

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I'm Christy, a 31 year old lady with incredible physique. Long muscular legs with an incredible tan. Long light brown hair with eyes that shimmer brown and green highlights. Though quite feminine, I possess an incredible ability to challenge. Having an inquinchable appetite for rape, I move through the city's bars and nightclubs in incredibly sexy attire, looking for men to abuse. My favorite game is teasing where I dance with the music by myself, flaunting my body to the men all mesmermized by my grace, beauty and seductiveness. Usually, by the end of the night, I am surrounded by men, all stupid, tongues hanging out of their mouths....each one hoping to take me home and into their beds. I love men's stupidity.
On this night, I am dressed in a short flowered dress with sandals (which are of course under the table where I sit....i only dance barefooted). On the floor, I am swaying rhythmetically to "Bailamos" by Enrique Iglesia. My body is covered in a light film of moisture from all the dancing that I've been doing. My eyes are closed as I "feel" the music down into my soul. I feel the eyes watching me, wanting me, and I smile, knowing that no man may have me. I am far too superior.
(I desire to be forced to have sex....as always. But I have yet to meet my match. I am strong and athletically inclined. I despise ropes and binds, feeling that a real man would not need aid in "taking" me. Rather, he would approach me and charm me with his manners, inadvertently getting me drunk. Always the gentleman. Always. However there is a time, when he offers to drive me home, me too drunk to drive, where he switches, and the real animal, psycho, unstable rapist comes out....in the car......and me.....without escape.)
 
Watches in a low crouch watching the lady dancing. He stands and walks over to her. 'Pardon me miss would you care to dance?' Maybe only 21 but his dad and uncle trained him...very muscular, military styled haircut and smartly dressed. Loves the outdoors. Though his clothes seem nice, they also have the look of a few years of wear. His jeans faded slightly, his shirt soft to the touch like he has worn it many times and his boots, the treads wearing off.
 
Opening my eyes at the sound of a deep voice, I smile at the handsome, clean cut man in front of me. "I don't know. Can you?", followed by a light laugh. My eyes glimmer mischieviously. I am not shy at all by viewing his body openly, allowing my eyes to travel slowly from his feet up. "You look like you could do more than that."

I turn around and offer him my back, allowing the shoulder strap of my dress to slide down off of my bronze tanned arm. My long hair falls below my shoulder blades and swings from side to side as I move to the song. I can feel your hot breath on the back of my neck. My senses are alert to everything, from the cold dancefloor under my bare feet, to the mixture of perfums and colognes worn by the dancers in the club.

Loving how you look and knowing that bringing you to your level will be truly rewarding. I can feel your eyes on my tight round ass through my thin dress.
 
Moves up closer to her, his hand brushing the strap up her shoulder placing it where it belongs. Presses his body to hers, whispers into her ear softly 'you are gorgeous lady you know that?' His one arm wrapping around her waist as they dance together.
 
Smiling now, all too familiar with the come on's. "So I've been told." Whirling around now to face you, I raise my index finger and move it side to side as I smile. "No,no, no. Don't touch without asking." The shoulder strap to my dress slides further down my arm and the top of my left brown nipple is visible. I slowly move it back up my arm and lick my lips at you, then laugh heartily.

Moving around in a circle, I graze your body with my light touches, checking you out. The desire in your eyes mere humour to me because I know that you don't stand a chance with me. I thoroughly enjoy the game of teasing with you. Men are so easy to control, I think, as I continue to circle you.
 
Smirks this girl thinks she knows him, she thinks she can control him, he laughs to himself at this, no woman could control him. He stared at her dancing form and smirks, when she comes around her the next time, he grabs her and pulls her close and stares down into her eyes.
 
Allowing this momentarily, I stare back up into your eyes, a tiny smile forming on my mouth. You are quite handsome and I can feel your strength. Wrapping one leg around your hip, I arch my back and drop down in a long dip. My neck exposed, revealing beads of perspiration all the way down between my breasts, now straining to be released out of the tiny dress.
 
His hand gently supports her as she dips, liking the way her body looks in this light. Keeps his face impassive not giving away his enjoyment of this beauty's body rubbing against his. Then suddenly his other hand darts forward and pinches her nipple through her dress.
 
Feeling the pinch, I shriek and raise back up, facing you. A frown shapes my lips now. "How dare you!" Trying to pull free now, both intimidated and shocked by your display. The lighting in the club bounces off of your face which displays amusement now. "Let go of me!". My hand reaches up to slap you hard.
 
grabs her hand mid-flight 'naughty, naughty' Pulls her close against him 'now you are mine' kisses her so quickly he takes her breath away
 
Taken aback, my gasp is cut off by your hard kiss. I can feel the rush of fear cut through me. Pushing with both hands hard against your chest, I am considering biting you when you release me. Stepping back, I wipe my mouth off with the back of my hand. My eyes are wide in shock and my head spins, though from the alcohol or your actions, I'm not sure. Having never encountered a man like you before, I decide to leave. Without a word, I turn on my heel and move quickly for the door of the club, wanting nothing more than a hot bath and out of here.
 
Follows her outside 'wait' stops her. 'I want to apologize about what happened in there...I normally don't act like that.' Smiles softly at her. 'Could I offer you a ride home? You look a little too drunk to drive home right now.'
 
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