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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Stud Rape (MF, forced, bdsm) by Anonymous NixPixer (c) 1993 *** Sometimes you get what you want, even if you don't know that you want it. In this story a high-powered female exec gets a surprise that she needed all along. *** The day started out as it usually does. I rolled out of bed, showered, drank a cup of coffee and off to work I went. Although my job is boring, I felt secretly excited. Under my no-nonsense business suit, bunned hair and slight frown, lurked a sensual woman clad in sexy underthings. Shivers went through me at the feel of silk on my skin throughout the day. Driving home, I reflected on the men at work. I'd dated and bedded more than a few of them with the same results. Being a high-powered female executive with the power to hire and fire seemed to always get in the way of relationships. Most of the men I finally did go out with were just as stuffy in bed as out. The workday was finally over and after the usual hour long commute I was home. Opening the door I wished for a little excitement, a small adventure. Deciding on a bath, I was heading for the bedroom when a hand closed over my mouth. Instantly my adrenaline soared and I felt more afraid than I ever had. I struggled against my attacker until I felt the cold steel against my throat. It was at his whispered threat that I fainted. I don't know how long it was before I woke. I opened my eyes to a blindfold and when I tried to sit I realized that I was tied spread-eagle with pillows under my butt and my pussy arching upwards. I was trying to free myself when I heard footsteps approaching and lay back very still. As he sat next to me and placed a hand upon my stomach, I jumped. My sudden jerk belied my conscious state and I heard him whisper, "This will be warm, enjoy." I felt the oil being slowly poured over my breasts then down towards and finally on my pussy. His hands were slowly massaging the oil into my skin. His breath was warm on my nipple just before his lips covered first one then the other, rolling them in his mouth and caressing them with his tongue until, I realized they were standing erect. His hands were roving my body as my mind whirled in a confusion of thoughts. Who was this man? Was this a rape? How could I free myself? I heard his whispers of things to come. I felt his tongue following where his hands had gone. He was licking my thighs moving slowly towards my private parts. My pussy. I tried in vain to close my legs but I was tied in place. His mouth was gently sucking my outer lips as his fingers softly parted me. When I was opened to him and there was nothing I could do about it. There was a pause in his movements as though he was waiting for my consent. Just as I admitted how much I craved for him to continue his tongue slid up my inner folds and he sucked my clit into his mouth and tongued it. The sensation was delicious. His finger slid deep into my hole, pulling in and out as his lips and tongue stroked my pussy. My back arched and my orgasm came rushing on me, when he stopped and left the bed. I felt the bonds come free and my hands rushed to my face when I heard him whisper, "If you remove it, you'll have to die." I felt sudden terror, but as his lips again encircled and gently sucked my nipples my already primed body sought the denied orgasm. He positioned himself between my legs and I felt his stiff cock pressing into me. My legs went up around his back as he entered me and my arms wound around his neck to pull him closer as our rhythms began to match. Ordinarily I would have been revolted by this vial intrusion of my body, and frightened by the diseases that I might catch. But for some reason the fact that I was at his mercy, and could do nothing to stop this, I just went with it and my arousal climbed to before unknown heights. Harder and harder we slammed into each other. My moans became screams as my mind and body exploded with an orgasm so intense that I was once again rendered temporarily unconscious. I woke to find myself warm under the sheets with oil slicked skin and quite alone. If not for the pleasant ache between my legs I would have thought it a dream. Several days passed before he returned to fulfill my secret longings again and we continued this way until four months had passed and he said, "Tonight you can remove the blindfold before I leave. I think it's time we met." I was suddenly very afraid. The past months had turned my fears into wild abandon, my fantasies into reality and my delight was complete. When I removed the blindfold I saw that it was the guy from work, the one that worked in the mailroom. Apparently he had watched my encounters and disappointments over the years and kept track of my movements. For some reason it didn't matter that he was a low paid hourly employee with no real future on the job. So what if he made less than my monthly expenses. He was a stud in bed, and I craved him, and I always get what I want in the end. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 16