Rape Fantasy Story Novels & Stories

Like the woman I imagined he wanted. Back in my room, I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled up p**n on my phone, headphones in. The video showed a dominant older man devouring a younger woman. I spread my legs, fingers sliding under the lace to plunge inside myself. Two fingers, then three, thrusting in time with the moans in my ears. I imagined Mason’s voice in my head — *Good girl. Take it for Daddy.* My hips rocked, breasts heaving, the fantasy consuming me. The door clicked shut.

"Such a dirty little fake. You wanted this so bad, didn't you, Jay?" "Fuck, yes, Jake, please," I whined in my sleep, my body arching off the mattress as he teased my sensitive skin with a vibrating wand until I was crying out his name. "Take it," he whispered softly, driving a thick dildo deep into my core and spanking my ass with a loud clack until I was writhing against the sheets. "Ah, ah, fuck," I gasped in the dream. And the worst part was that I loved every single second of it. I snapped awake, gasping for air, my heart hammering against my ribs.

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. The story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. Any illegal reproduction of this content in any form will result in immediate action against the person concerned.

“It is. That's why not all people meet their bounds and not all people who meet their bounds marry them either.” “I hope I meet my bound,” Raf drawled his speech, eyes struggling to stay open. Anne could see that he was about to fall asleep, she slowed down her strokes on his hair and tried to stay still just until he fell asleep. “I'm sure you will.” Raf yawned. “But mother, is father your bound?” “No, he's not.” “I figured,” Raf slurred. Anne smiled, strokes slowing to a final stop. “Why would you say that?”

“You’re insane.” Raja chuckled, the sound became darker and mocking. “Oh, I am. And you’ll learn just how far my insanity goes.” He flick his tongue, his gaze raking over Tales like a possession that has already been claimed. “You want a number? Fine. Let’s say… five years. But it won’t just be once, twice or five times a day. No, Tales. You'll kneel and suck my dick like a whore you are. Get on all fours as you take all my cum. By the time we’re done, you’ll have lost count. And you’ll know—every inch of your body, every part of your soul—it all belongs to me.”

After every successful night, the girls will wipe blood from vagina to their thigh and all Rarf did was applaud the girls and lock them till even till they are released for another night of pleasure. One night, Rarf came back drunk and opened the door and headed for my bed. He began to move his hands around my body. I immediately woke up and try to push him away but he held my neck and I whimpered in pain. Then he lowered his mouth to my neck and kissed me roughly. 'When you are seventeen or eighteen and have grown fully, I would do to you what the other girls enjoy' that statement made my knees weak and tears accumulated in my eyes. He smirked at me and kiss my neck one more time and walked

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

she asked herself. “Ever heard of a forbidden love trope? Like in romance books or movies even?” Richard said, standing up and walking a bit, Solene gazed at his plump masculine buttocks and a side view of his relaxed cock. “How? How do we make that possible?” She asked getting out of bed and walking over to him. “I'm here for you Sol. But that part is up to you. I'll have your back no matter what though. Get creative baby,” he turned to face her then grabbed her by the waist.

However, he didn't want to cheat himself of what he could get. Especially when it was a dream granted unto him by the kindred spirit. Going by the timeline of the book, it would still take a while before Ryan would sleep with him. Moreover, Ryan was a crude driver. He had no experience whatsoever, and their time together wouldn't be that great. Even when he was punishing the MC and doing him almost every day, it still wasn't that great. It could never compare to the vampire of the last story. Fortunately, Theo was there to balance this arc...

I had a rape fantasy. Not the kind where I actually wanted to be hurt or traumatized. It was the fantasy of being taken. Of being overpowered by a strong, masked stranger who wanted me so badly he could not control himself. Of being forced to submit while my body betrayed me with pleasure. I had touched myself to that thought for years, imagining rough hands, a hand over my mouth, a thick cock forcing its way inside me while I pretended to fight. And now it seemed like my fantasy had stepped out of my head and into my life.