I Have a Rape Fantasy
I was in Paris and horny.
I wanted to know what a French femme de joie could do. Somewhere I came up with a guide book listing a number of names and addresses and a brief description of what to expect.
I found one nearby and knocked on the door. An attractive older woman wearing provocative clothing greeted me and welcomed me in. My French was only so so, but we seemed to understand one another. She literally handed me a menu.
The menu, just as at a restaurant, had a selection of services, grouped into a sort of multi-course meal, at different prices for different choices. As I recall, each ended in amour. It struck me as strange, this overt and explicit offer of sexual intercourse for a price. In the US, everything was always hinted at, not stated outright.
I saw that one of the options was for a BDSM experience. I could get tied up, spanked, teased, and what other delights I do not recall.
But I do remember one thing she said: "...et puis je vais vous violer."
"And then I will rape you."
I guess I never knew I had a rape fantasy. But when she said this, I knew I wanted it. I didn't even know what she meant by that, what she would do. Would she climb on top of me and slide herself onto my hard **** while I was tied up and defenseless? I guess that would be rape, but how would that be different from ending with amour?
I couldn't wait to find out.
I paid and she ******** me, and then ******** herself down to some sexy lingerie, which didn't hide much. Her room was tiny and there was a table in the center. She produced rope and tied me to the table.
She had her way with me, using various paddles, whips and other pain/pleasure devices. But I kept wondering about the rape. When would she rape me? How would she rape me?
Then at last she slid open a door and pulled out a large *****.
Oh, rape me. I understand now.
Showing me no mercy, she inserted the artificial **** up my ***. It felt amazing. I could get used to being raped like this. By a woman like this.
Then she turned on the vibrator inside and I jumped. Wow, that felt good.
Then she began to jerk me off. At that time I had never had a hand job with a vibrator simultaneously inserted in me. I have since, because I liked it then.
I've also had other women rape me in similar ways. I know it's not really rape, but that's the fantasy.
I wanted to know what a French femme de joie could do. Somewhere I came up with a guide book listing a number of names and addresses and a brief desc
I found one nearby and knocked on the door. An attractive older woman wearing provocative clothing greeted me and welcomed me in. My French was only so so, but we seemed to understand one another. She literally handed me a menu.
The menu, just as at a restaurant, had a selection of services, grouped into a sort of multi-course meal, at different prices for different choices. As I recall, each ended in amour. It struck me as strange, this overt and explicit offer of sexual intercourse for a price. In the US, everything was always hinted at, not stated outright.
I saw that one of the options was for a BDSM experience. I could get tied up, spanked, teased, and what other delights I do not recall.
But I do remember one thing she said: "...et puis je vais vous violer."
"And then I will rape you."
I guess I never knew I had a rape fantasy. But when she said this, I knew I wanted it. I didn't even know what she meant by that, what she would do. Would she climb on top of me and slide herself onto my hard **** while I was tied up and defenseless? I guess that would be rape, but how would that be different from ending with amour?
I couldn't wait to find out.
I paid and she ******** me, and then ******** herself down to some sexy lingerie, which didn't hide much. Her room was tiny and there was a table in the center. She produced rope and tied me to the table.
She had her way with me, using various paddles, whips and other pain/pleasure devices. But I kept wondering about the rape. When would she rape me? How would she rape me?
Then at last she slid open a door and pulled out a large *****.
Oh, rape me. I understand now.
Showing me no mercy, she inserted the artificial **** up my ***. It felt amazing. I could get used to being raped like this. By a woman like this.
Then she turned on the vibrator inside and I jumped. Wow, that felt good.
Then she began to jerk me off. At that time I had never had a hand job with a vibrator simultaneously inserted in me. I have since, because I liked it then.
I've also had other women rape me in similar ways. I know it's not really rape, but that's the fantasy.