One Night Rape (Open till position filled, then closed)

[Drobabes]

You've had these urges for a while now. At least for the past ten years, if not longer. Usually it was a trigger thing. When some rude bitch gave you lip when you made her coffee wrong, or looked you up and down, decided you weren't worth their time, and proceeded to your coworkers line instead.

Usually it was easy enough to control. Just a tsk of your tongue and a mental image of your hand smacking their smooth asses over and over until they begged your forgiveness, and then their bitchy impatience became your pleasure, your game. But sometimes it wasn't a trigger. Sometimes it was a slow, burning, hunger that threatened to over take your whole world and leave you groaning with sheer need. And when that happened, it couldn't be ignored. Certain plans had to be made, certain actions taken, to ensure the desire was fed and the need quenched, lest your way of living be taken away through your own idiotic actions...

Today was one of those days. The fire had to be stoked, fed, and eventually allowed to consume you in a safe, healthy, way.

And it would be...


(Enter Emily, played by Drobabes)


Emily had just turned nineteen and was celebrating it not with a party and drugs, but with a relaxing night at home alone, with no parents to nag her andno little brother to bang on her door asking for help with his video games. It was the first night she had gotten the house to herself in months, and she had prepared by sneaking a bottle of wine into her room, delivered via her best friend through the window, and cranking some melodic music up as loud as her ears would allow.

One nice thing about living six miles out of town-no neighbors to complain about the noise. She could sing and shout and not feel the normal shame of embarrassment if she were to be caught. It was one of the few times she felt free.

Her phone dinged, alerting her to a new text message, and she hurried to answer it. When she saw who sent it, however, she stopped and twisted her thick dark hair in her free hand and bit her lip nervously.

It was Jake, the boy she had met the other night at her girlfriends party, and the person whom she had given her virginity up to through a drunken haze of pleasure and reckless abandon.

"What's up? I really enjoyed the time we had at the party. Want to hang out again?"

It wasn't pushy, wasn't rude. Just a simple and honest question, but one that still left her face burning with shame and humilitation for what she had done, and for leading him on. She honestly didn't find him attractive, and had only gone as far as she did because she was so damn drunk.

Stupid. A stupid action that she was going to regret for a long time coming, but for now didn't know how to deal with.

And it was because of another stupid action-leaving the houses security system off, that she would be regretting this night as well. For a long, long time.

It is here the story begins for young Emily, standing half naked after a warm shower, and with her back turned to the stranger in the door.

 

[georgerb]

Jim stood in the doorway and quietly watched Emily reading something on her phone. The bedroom had that humid feel of someone recently finishing a shower and her panties actually had wet spots where they stuck to her behind from a rush drying attempt. As she twirled her hair and apparently contemplated the message, he held back the urge to take action.

He needed to see the fear in her eyes first, as she turned and found him. That catalyst that would ignite the pent up inner hunger. With luck and his natural cunning, this night could be explosive for the both of them.

Though Emily most likely wasn't one of the snob sluts, as he referred to them, that acted as if he was trash while they ordered their lattes..she was his chosen one tonight to receive the punishment of a week of what he considered abuse from them. She was just a friend to one of his most hated customers. And now, Emily was going to pay the price for all of them and allow him to release his anger.

The musical beat was going to cover the impending noise that was bound to happen as her eyes then mind accepted the reality he was going to deliver soon. Behind his back, his hands toyed with the 4 foot piece of rope.

 

[Drobabes]

Emily only toyed with her hair a moment longer before deciding she can't answer the question that has been presented to her. Not yet.

She instead tosses the phone onto her bed and grabs the now half empty bottle of wine from her night-stand and takes a slow, long swig. The taste was alright, almost even pleasant, but she wasn't really concerned with the taste, she just wanted to get drunk. A breathe, and then one more quick sip before she sits the bottle back down and at last turns around.

Startled, she jerks and half screams, then laughs just a little out of sheer shock.

"Oh my fucking god, you scared the shit out me!" she exclaims as she unconsciously brings her hands and arms up to cover her chest. She was a rather confident and comfortable girl in her own body, but even though she could strut her stuff in a bikini just fine, there was something much more intimate about a simple sports bra and panties.

"I don't, um...my parent's aren't here. They're..gone for the weekend..."

She trails off as her eyes wonder to the mans arms, and, the alcohol making her thoughts slow to react to the danger, just begin to notice that he is hiding something behind his back. Then suddenly it seems to click in her brain that something about this situation isn't right.

Her eyes meet Jims, and she takes a step back.

"You...you should probably go now..."

 

[georgerb]

He watched her almost stutter over her thoughts and words and noticed the wine bottle level. He thought this is going to be so much fun as her eyes develop a quiet fear and his hidden hunger ignites as he knew it would.

"I believe I won't go at all, Emily. I have plans for you", as he rapidly closed the distance even with her stepping back.

Before she knew it, his hands grasped both her wrists and had them bound, with enough free length to attach to where he needed her when he chose to. With one hand on the rope, his other grabbed her hair tightly and pulled her head back. Her wine ridden breath blowing in his face.

"Before the night is over, you will need more than a single bottle of wine to pull through this."

Her phone rang and he watched her eyes flicker to it....

 

[Drobabes]

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Stop!"

She struggled, but the previous nights drinking combined with the wine made her muscles astonishingly weak. Not that she would have been able to out muscle the man anyway, she was still just a lithe teanager.

His hand in her hair, and then pain. She winced, then stared with un-believing shock at the man. Just what the hell was this guy doing?

Glancing at her phone, she saw 'DAD' lit up in bright letters onthe screen, and suddenly she felt anger boiling in her. She could't solve this issue on her own, but her dad would have some words for this guy. He always knew how to handle assholes.

Attempting to reach for the phone, but being stopped by the painful grip on her scalp, she stares up at the man with wettening eyes.

"Let..go..of me." She growls.

She was scared, she couldn't deny that, but she was more scared that if she showed it, this man might really harm her.

 

[georgerb]

He tossed her onto the bed, the small of her back landing on the phone. She lay diagonally and with quick motion he stalled her legs and stretched the rope holding her wrists to the nearest bedpost.

He was mildly amused at her attitude....part alcohol and a much larger amount of fear. The fear that fueled the flames of abuse inside him.

"You are in no position to demand things, Emily. Let's keep your thirst quenched so we can begin the game for me, and let you receive what your kind really wants."

He reached over and grabbed the wine, and as his other hand pinched her nose so her yet to fucked mouth was forced to open. All a matter of time to quench his needs and fill hers, even if she wouldn't admit it right this instant.