0 comments/ 91003 views/ 25 favorites Tales Of Forced Sex Vol. 04 Ch. 01 By: stevemike08066 *The following story is pure fiction. It contains descriptions of rough, violent, non-consensual sex. The author does not condone non-consensual sex, those that do should seek serious professional help.* Aimee sits in a local bar on a Saturday night. Aimee is a beautiful young woman, she's 27yrs old, she's 5'4 with shoulder length blonde hair, green eyes, and, a nice b cup chest, and, tonight, she's wearing a black party dress, no bra, and, no panties. She sits at the bar, nursing her rum & coke, when, the guy she's had her eye on all night finally sits down next to her. "Hi, I'm Steve!" He says. "Hello, Steve, I'm Aimee." She says, reaching out to shake his hand. "What's a nice girl like you doing in a bar like this?" "I just moved to this area, and, figured that I'd check out the local bar." Aimee replies. "Well, Aimee, what do you think of this bar?" "Would it be wrong of me to say, that you're the best part of this bar, Steve?" "No, it wouldn't be wrong. Why don't you stand up, and, let me have a good look at you!" Aimee stands up, and does a little twirl. "Like what you see, Steve?" She says, blushing. "I do like what I see, especially your ass, turn around again, and, let me have a good look at that ass." She turns around, shows Steve her ass, and, he quickly reaches out, and, slaps her ass, hard. "Ow! Hey, don't do that! At least not in public!" She says, again blushing. "Well, why don't we get out of here, so I can spank you in private." Steve says, smiling at Aimee. "We can get out of here, but, I just met you, you can't spank me tonight, but, we can leave. Wanna go to my place? We can walk to there from here." Aimee says, again blushing. "Ok, let's walk to your place." Steve replies. They pay for there drinks, and, walk out of the bar, holding hands. They get to Aimee's apartment. "This is a nice place, Aimee." "Thank you! Wanna drink?" She asks. "Sure, I'll have what you're having." "Is rum & coke ok?" "Sure!" Steve replies Aimee returns a few seconds later with their drinks. "I'll be right back, I need to freshen up!" Aimee says, leaving the room. While Aimee's in the bathroom, Steve reaches in his pocket, and, takes two pills out, crushes them up, and, drops them into Aimee's drink, and, stirs it up. Aimee returns a few minutes later. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." She says with a sly smile. "No, you didn't! Here you go!" Steve says, handing Aimee her drink. She takes a sip of her drink. "Wow! I really made that strong, I didn't realize I did that." She says giggling. She drinks a little bit more, when she starts acting fuuny. "You ok, Aimee?" "I'm not feeling too good! I'm suddenly really tired. Steve? Did you put something in my...." She says, passing out. "You're not only not going to remember what I'm about to do to you, you won't even remember me, you little slut!" Steve says, picking Aimee up in his arms, and, carrying her down the hall, and, into her bedroom, laying her down on her bed. "Now, let's see what's under this dress!" He says, ripping her dress open, exposing her naked body. Steve starts squeezing her breasts, roughly pinching her nipples until they are rock hard, then, he runs his hand down to her smooth, hairless pussy, spreading her pussy lips open, and, pushing a finger inside. "You're nice and tight, aren't you whore?" Steve stands there, and, opens his pants, and, drops his boxer shorts, letting his cock pop free. "You're gonna take this cock in your mouth, whore!" He says, climbing on top of Aimee, and, opening her mouth, sliding his cock inside her warm, wet mouth. Steve begins fucking her mouth, fast, and, hard, bouncing his balls off of her chin. "You're gonna make me cum, you filthy whore, but, I'm not gonna cum in your mouth." He says, pulling out of her mouth. "Let's try that tight little asshole!" He says, taking Aimee's legs, and, pushing them towards her chest, showing off her brown, puckered hole. He leans down, and, gently runs his tongue around the rim of her dirty asshole, getting it nice and wet. "Time to have your asshole fucked!" He says, pressing the head of his cock right at the rim of her ass, slowly pushing it in. Once he's all the way I, he begins fucking her ass deep, and, hard, making her asshole bleed. After a few minutes of this, he slowly pulls out of her bloody ass. "Time to put this back in your mouth!" He says, climbing back up, and, sliding his dirty cock back into her mouth. Steve once again begins fucking Aimee's mouth, fast, and, hard, bouncing his balls off of her chin. "You're gonna make me cum!" Steve says, as his cock jerks, shooting his load into Aimee's unconscious mouth. When he's finished, Steve pulls out of her mouth, in one final act of humiliation, Steve wipes his dirty cock off in Aimee's hair. Steve gets dressed, and, leaves Aimee's apartment, leaving her there, unconscious, with a mouth full of cum, and, a sore, bloody asshole. On his way out, Steve reaches under Aimee's mailbox, and, steals her spare key. "I'll be back, whore!" He says, finally leaving. The next morning, Aimee finally wakes up, she first gags the cum in her mouth. She screams when she notices that her dress is torn, and, begins crying when she notices the dried blood on her bed sheets. "What have I done to deserve this?" She thinks to herself. To be continued... Tales Of Forced Sex Vol. 04 Ch. 02 *The following story is pure fiction, it contains depictions of rough, violent, non-consensual sex, the author does not condone non-consensual sex, those that do should seek serious professional help! This story is for entertainment only!* Aimee sits on her bed the next morning, not exactly sure what happened to her the night before. "What happened to me?" Aimee thinks to herself. She remembers being at the bar, she remembers meeting someone at the bar, but, everything is fuzzy after that, the one thing she knows for sure is, she woke up with cum in her mouth, her dress torn, and, her asshole bloody, and, sore. She gets out of bed, and, throws away the torn remnants of her dress, and, decides to take a shower. Aimee stands in the shower, and, just lets the water wash over her, doing anythingb to wash that dirty feeling away. After about an hour, she steps out of the shower, and, heads to her bedroom to get dressed. She's no sooner in her bedroom, when she feels a hand go over her mouth. "If I take my hand away, are you going to scream?" She hears a familiar male voice say. Aimee shakes her head 'no', and, the man takes his hand away, Aimee turns around, and, notices that is's Steve,the man she met in the bar the night before. "What do you want, Steve?" Aimee asks, trembling. "What do you think I want?" He says, pulling Aimee's towel away, exposing her wet, naked body. "Please, don't hurt me!" Aimee cries out. Steve reaches out, and, grabs a handful of Aimee's blonde hair, and, yanks her head back. "If I want to hurt you, Aimee, I will!" He says, taking her, and, throwing her down to the bed. Steve gets on top of Aimee, and, forces Aimee to kiss him, Aimee squirms, and, struggles, trying to break the forced kiss. Steve breaks the kiss long enough to unzip his pants, and, showing off his hard 8-inch cock. "Please, please don't rape me!" Aimee pleads with him. Steve reaches down, and, twists Aimee's nipples, making her scream out in pain. "OW! Quit it! Quit it! Quit it!" Aimee cries out, trying to cover her breasts. "Don't you dare try to cover up, bitch!" Steve says, pulling Aimee's hands away. Steve takes Aimee's hands, and, holds them over her head, as he begins to grind his body against hers, letting her feel how hard he is. "No! No! No!" Aimee starts to cry out. Steve places the head of his cock right at her opening, and, can feel that she's wet. "You little slut! You're getting turned on, aren't you?" Aimee says nothing, and, just lays there, and, cries as Steve forces his cock into her tight, wet pussy. "OOOWWWW!" Aimee screams out. Steve begins fucking her, fast, and, hard, bouncing his balls off of her ass, and, bouncing her head off of the head board. "Yeah, you're so fucking tight, whore!" Steve moans out. "I'm not a whore!" Aimee says, through her tears. "You are a whore!" Steve says, again slapping Aimee across the face, bruising Aimee's cheek. "Yes, daddy, I'm your whore!" Aimee cries out. Steve leans down to kiss Aimee, this time she willingly kisses him back. "This shit is turning you on, isn't it?" Steve says. "Yes, daddy, it's turning me on!" Aimee says, wrapping her legs around Steve. Steve starts fucking Aimee harder, and, faster, bringing both of them closer to orgasm. "I'm gonna cum, daddy! I'm gonna CUM!" Aimee yells, as her body tenses up, and, she has a loud, intense orgasm, causing her to squirt, and, cream. Steve pulls out, and, grabs a handful of Aimee's hair, pulling her closer. "What are you going to do to me now?" She asks, as Steve starts wiping the head of his cock over her mouth. "Open your mouth, whore!" Steve orders. Aimee willingly opens her mouth, letting Steve slide his cock into her warm, wet mouth, he grabs the back of her head, and, starts fucking her mouth, bouncing his ball off of her chin, and, making her eyes well up with tears. "You're gonna make me cum, you dirty whore!" Steve says, as he feels the rush of precum ooze from the head of his cock. Before long, his cock jerks, and the first pulse of cum splashes against the back of Aimee's throat. Aimee struggles to swallow Steve's huge load. After a minute, Steve lets go of Aimee's head, and, she collapses on the bed, struggling to catch her breath. Steve starts getting dressed, and, is prepared to leave, when Aimee stops him. "Steve, let me ask you, last night is so fuzzy to me, I just need to know, did you rape me last night as well?" "I put something into your drink." He says, smiling. "You bastard!" Aimee yells. "Your asshole was so tight, I had to fuck it!" "YOU BASTARD!" She yells. "I'll be back later, whore!" Steve says, turning to leave. Aimee just slumps down in her bed, and, cries. To be continued...