Graphic Rape Scenes Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: MY BEST FRIEND IS SCISSORING MY CUM-FILLED PUSSY LIVE ON CAMERA WHILE HER FANCLUB WATCHES ME GET RUINED The blackmail hits me the second we get home from school. Sophie locks her bedroom door and pulls up the videos on her laptop — me getting devoured in the lingerie stall, me scissoring with Professor Langdon, me getting brutally bred by her own father on the kitchen table. My cum-covered thighs and gaping, leaking pussy are crystal clear in every frame.

"Please stop, don't do it. Please. You can kill me right now arggghh.. and take argggghhh...” Lexie groaned repeatedly as Rafe's right hand began to play her clitoris in a slow motion. While his lips incessantly sucked her nipples strongly. Although she was embarrassed to admit it, but the man's touch had affected her mind. Parts of her body simply couldn't lie and wanted him to touch her again and again. However, a part of her sane mind kept screaming in her head if this was wrong. She didn't deserve to enjoy every caressing from him because he was evil. Rafe will rape her!

Right now, the third errand was shown on the screen. - Strip and compose: Lift up Chris' shirt and cut the accompanying words on her lower mid-region with a blade prostitute, whore, bitch, sow. - In the interim, Chris still couldn't seem to recuperate from her disaster when Chapman came over with the blade once more. Chapman and Grant had an implied understanding. Without talking and by trading looks, Grant promptly compressed Chris onto the table. He lifted up her shirt, uncovering her fair and level midsection. "What's going on with you? Relinquish me!"

Instead, I opened it. The first page was already too much—bare skin, silk ropes, commands written in clean, dangerous fonts. It was like falling down a rabbit hole I wasn’t supposed to touch. I turned to the next page and it was a gorgeous shirtless man in just a boxer brief, his partner was wearing just panties and a bra that barely covered her nipples let alone the flesh of her br**st. Her breast pressed to his chest, one hand held her by the waist while the other squeezed her a*s as they french kissed.

The content includes, but is not limited to: ● Intense non-consensual fantasy themes (CNC) and total power exchange ● Extreme degradation and humiliating language (very nasty, filthy dirty talk) ● Graphic depictions of rough anal sex, double penetration, fisting, gape play, and multiple forced orgasms ● Public exposure and voyeurism (being watched by strangers/guests) ● Breeding/impregnation kink with raw creampies and cum play ● Bodily fluids (spit, squirt, piss drinking, ass-to-mouth, cum eating/swapping) ● Heavy BDSM elements: cropping, restraints, objectification, and pain play ● Group/voyeur scenes escalating to potential multi-partner use ● Complete dehumanization and slave/master dyna

It seemed to make it so much worse when I did. “I can’t wait to fuck your pretty little mouth.” He growls at me as the hand not holding my face starts stroking his length. “I can’t wait to make your eyes water as I fuck your throat. I’m going to make you take me all the way like a real woman should. I’m going to make you choke on my cock.” His fist pumps his dick quickly. I close my eyes again to keep from seeing him. The sight of his stroking himself as he described how he was going to rape me was sickening. I felt the tears escape from my tightly clenched eyes. I heard him groan before I felt the warmth of his release across my chest. I flinched as he rubbed it into my skin.

“Shít. Useless.” I leaned back, dragged both hands down my face. “Just once I want real sweat, real sounds, real fúcking desperation.” New tab. Typed slower this time: gày piano crying begging raw. The results are loaded. Top video thumbnail: grainy phone footage, two guys in what looked like a basement, one bent over a workbench, wrists zip-tied, the other behind him, no prep, no mercy, just brutal, relentless thrusts. The bottom’s face was half-turned toward the camera, mouth open in a silent scream, tears streaking, côck leaking onto the concrete even as he whimpered “please…fück…too much.”

"None of your business." Theater lights go out. The film starts. The first scene of a woman in a gloved gang raped and finally dies until she becomes a curious spirit. The rapists were killed one by one. Mostly dark scenes. Some jumpscare only play sound. The rest are showing off their chest-thighs-breasts-thighs-breasts-thighs.

I was too afraid of the repercussions, both legally and morally. But with my conscience now at ease, I decided to go on p**n sites to quench my thirst for violent sex, and I watched them all: "rape" videos - it was obvious it was only role play - bondage, sadism, blackmail, humiliation. I couldn't get enough. What's more, every time I jerked off to those images I pictured me doing it to one of the women in my life, and the woman who starred in almost every fantasy was Mrs. Gavelle .

{This scene contain explicit scene, abuse, Rape and some content you might like, so please skip if you can read...thank you} ******************** Barbara had graduated high school and was enjoying her day at the beach when a large group of men approached they soon packed her in a van and took her to a local dive bar. They took her to the back room where several cameras had been set up that broadcast to the big screens in the front of the bar. The group stripped her and gang raped her to her horror