Dark Desires

Every day, I spend hours lost in fantasies of a man that has been tracking me for weeks. In my mind, he drags me off the street to a secluded spot and restrains my wrists with zip ties. My clothing is ripped from my pale skin as he spreads my legs and ravages all of my holes with brutal force. As he thrusts into my swollen cunt or ass, I climax and squirt all over his cock, feeling him tighten inside of me. Then, he tightens a belt around my throat, cutting off my air supply. I struggle to grasp at it but can't reach, so I kick and squirm under his heavy weight until he pulls out and finishes inside one of my stretched-out holes. As I lie there limp, he scoops up some of his own cum from inside me and smears it across my lips before walking away.

I was grabbed and dragged off my front porch, screaming and fighting back. This was early 2am when he tossed me into the back of his car. He hit me so hard that I blacked out briefly. When I came to, I found myself tied up with zip ties as he proceeded to sexually assault me for a couple of hourse.

It was a planned event, but I didn't expect it to happen that morning or even that week. And I certainly didn't anticipate the level of violence from him.

When I woke up, my ass was in excruciating pain from a glass coke bottle he had shoved inside of me. My throat burned from his fingers being forced down it while he raped me.

After that night, he would leave little notes on my. Then a few months later he vanished.