The Rape Thread

THe moral of the story, boys: when you go to rape one of them hairey-legged she-wolverines of the frozen north; make sure to tie them up tight before you commence the vile deed.
 
rosco rathbone said:
THe moral of the story, boys: when you go to rape one of them hairey-legged she-wolverines of the frozen north; make sure to tie them up tight before you commence the vile deed.

Trust Uncle Rosco to give the right moral for snowys' post.

Nowadays of course had they caught him he could have counterclaimed you attacked him, and you may have ended up with chemical castration (ouch)!
 
Been reading and lurking on the thread but have had difficulty working out how I feel about the fantasy of rape.

I am with Luna on the fantasy bit. It just doesn't work for me.

I have re-read OSGs comments more than once (i often do that with your comments OSG, there is so much to think about :) ) and I think I grasp what she is saying.

Pure said
since 'rape' is a legal category, some other terms would be helpful.

start with forced sex, intended to demonstrate the power of one (the forcer) exercized arbitrarily; which may include ignoring the pleasure of the other.

what would make it harsh, but not illegal;

1) conditions that suggest consent; the 'receiver' has abandoned usual safegaurds and precautions. e.g., she's gone to the strange man's apartment and disrobed;

in the ongoing connection, simply *returning* for a second time.

2) the received is to end up in a state of resignation, acceptance, or feeling it was deserved or that nothing can be done about it.


Master talks of 'raping my ass or cunt' so this works for Him, but in my mind rape is non-consent.
Queen B said 'No means No'
When He says this it must be role play, as I am allowing it to happen.

(1) On Pure's list gives an example of a strangers apartment, so its not rape but its an unknown entity. (2) Is the opposite of partaking in the activity.

I have had one night stands that could have ended in forced sex, had I chnaged my mind (1), and I have had plenty of sex, in the past, that I was resigned to. Neither (1) nor (2) felt like role play, forced sex or rape.

So I am still struggling with rape fantasies and fantasies of forced sex.
In another thread OSG referred to forced sex in the context of the force used to open up her ass without lube and the force that the skin was subjected to (please correct me if I have that wrong OSG).
I understand this as forced so when He talks of rape this is how I understand the reality to be ie. Fucked so hard the skin is forced.

I have no idea if I was raped in the past. This next part happened in 1980.
As a 13 yr old at a Catholic school run primarily by nuns, I was walking home when a man turned around from the boot of his car with his dick out.
He said 'I bet you've never seen one of these before!'
Well he was right lol. Needless to say I ran up the nearest driveway (they were out) and when I emerged he had driven away.
The police etc were called and the embarrasment was hell.
One week later I see his car at the same place. I could of walked away (but would he have driven after me?), but I convinced myself it was a mirage:rolleyes:
He grabbed me, when I drew level and forced me to the pavement, face down. I remember screaming loudly and the pain of my face on the tarmac.
He got off me got in his car and left. I went home The police were called (deja vu?). They asked lots of q's ie was he erect? How on earth would i know, I had only ever seen his!!
They caught him because i could describe the car.
I was examined a few days later by a male doc :rolleyes:
but as i did not know the word 'rape', i did not ask if i had been, he did not say anything, other than spend a day in bed with a hot water bottle and 2 paracetamol!!

I would not do an identity parade, no one-way glass between him and me, I would have to stand in front of him; so it went to court. It was thrown out, on the first day, as the judge said 'I had been asking for it' due to the fact i continued to walk towards his car.

PS when they searched his house they found 100's of photos of me walking home from school either alone or with my sister, the uniform was white knee high socks, maroon skirt, white blouse, maroon blazer and a straw boater hat ~ a peodophiles dream perhaps.

The only personal lingering aspects of this are:
* I have no idea if he raped me.
* I have always been terrified of masks/blindfolds used by either person during sex. Even pics are hard to understand.
* I do not have rape fantasies
* I do not have fantasies of non-consenual sex.

He was not charged, he lived with his mum and she said they would move.

I am in full agreement with AA way of dealing with rapists.

This is not a sob story, just something that happened a long time ago.
 
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hey! My legs aren't hairy no more! And Wolverines come from Michigan, I think.

You know though, if one of the "gentlemen" running around here wanted to molest me, I probably wouldn't fight back nearly as hard. Depending on the gentlemen of course.

So I have a question. (and it's even something close to on topic.. don't die of shock here, okay?)

When you PYL's are doing a rape thing, do you like a victim who fights back so you're both running about and flailing around and she's screaming and you're swearing and muttering deep dark threats and there's lots of yummy kicking and screaming?

Or do you prefer the swooning violet who pulls the "I'll do anything you want if you just don't kill me" and cries and whimpers through the ordeal?
 
snowy ciara said:
hey! My legs aren't hairy no more! And Wolverines come from Michigan, I think.

You know though, if one of the "gentlemen" running around here wanted to molest me, I probably wouldn't fight back nearly as hard. Depending on the gentlemen of course.

So I have a question. (and it's even something close to on topic.. don't die of shock here, okay?)

When you PYL's are doing a rape thing, do you like a victim who fights back so you're both running about and flailing around and she's screaming and you're swearing and muttering deep dark threats and there's lots of yummy kicking and screaming?

Or do you prefer the swooning violet who pulls the "I'll do anything you want if you just don't kill me" and cries and whimpers through the ordeal?

Give me a fighter who knows how to break down most delighfully after suffcient force majeur has been demonstrated.
 
rosco rathbone said:
Give me a fighter who knows how to break down most delighfully after suffcient force majeur has been demonstrated.

Couldn't agree more. I see you're even using my old buddy Max as your av. If memory serves you didn't think much of him when I brought him up a long time ago.
 
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I prefer the latter, with a totally sick ageplay element.

Where I get this, I have no fucking idea, it's not in my past, which might make it more ok. I don't know why this scene trips my trigger like it does.

I like to be the creepy aunt or uncle who comes into the bedroom of the sweet young thing, puts a hand over the mouth...urges them not to tell.
 
Mmmm, incest. I'm so glad Lit has as many incest stories as it does. There are bound to be a few decent ones in a category quite that large.
 
What about incest do you find hot? Do you fantasize about your own family members?
 
Marquis said:
What about incest do you find hot? Do you fantasize about your own family members?
No, I don't, although that is a common misconception - I get asked that all the time. I have no idea why I find it hot, but I'm definitely not the only one.

It might help if I mention that I prefer Daddy/daughter stories. The reason for that should be pretty obvious. I'm not imagining my father in the stories, I'm imagining my Daddy. (The "Daddy" designation initially came about because e is old enough to be my Daddy - there's a 20-year age difference.)
 
Marquis said:
Couldn't agree more. I see you're even using my old buddy Max as your av. If memory serves you didn't think much of him when I brought him up a long time ago.

Even we old pervs can learn new tricks, my man.
 
Netzach said:

I like to be the creepy aunt or uncle who comes into the bedroom of the sweet young thing, puts a hand over the mouth...urges them not to tell.

Perfect. Your mojo in 35 words or less.
 
I like when he catches me while I'm mostly seduceable if not amenable, but then there comes a moment when he wants something way past what he led me to believe---tries to stick it up my ass or calls me a word we normally cringe at and avoid. I balk. He instantly switches from wheedling sweetness to fury and I pay for it. Fighting usually ensues at that point, and ain't it sweet to be on the losing side of that?
 
Talk like that makes me wish I hadn't stayed home and watched Law & Order all night.
 
Quint said:
I like when he catches me while I'm mostly seduceable if not amenable, but then there comes a moment when he wants something way past what he led me to believe---tries to stick it up my ass or calls me a word we normally cringe at and avoid. I balk. He instantly switches from wheedling sweetness to fury and I pay for it. Fighting usually ensues at that point, and ain't it sweet to be on the losing side of that?

Bascially, there you have it: the whole ball of wax.
 
Quint said:
I like when he catches me while I'm mostly seduceable if not amenable, but then there comes a moment when he wants something way past what he led me to believe---tries to stick it up my ass or calls me a word we normally cringe at and avoid. I balk. He instantly switches from wheedling sweetness to fury and I pay for it. Fighting usually ensues at that point, and ain't it sweet to be on the losing side of that?
Oooh, Quint, thank you!
 
Told ya so.. We have Mooses here. Or Meese, or whatever.. (Yeah, I know it's supposed to be "a herd of moose" but singular nouns masquerading as plurals kind of, do something to me. It's not a good kink! )
 
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When i was in the miltiary
I was stationed at Huntsville, Ala
for almost a year
I explored the mountians and moutian folks

they had a sure cure for rape
they took said rapist out to an old outhouse
tacked his testicles to the floor
and set fire to said out house

rapist had to pick
 
Richard49 said:
When i was in the miltiary
I was stationed at Huntsville, Ala
for almost a year
I explored the mountians and moutian folks

they had a sure cure for rape
they took said rapist out to an old outhouse
tacked his testicles to the floor
and set fire to said out house

rapist had to pick

If I may make a cinematic reference; that anecdote reminds me of the fate of the Toecutter in that apocalyptic classic, Mad Max.
 
rosco rathbone said:
If I may make a cinematic reference; that anecdote reminds me of the fate of the Toecutter in that apocalyptic classic, Mad Max.

I guess I will have to watch that movie again
 
Master likes to do an occasional "capture" scene with me. He always wants me to fight back hard. By the time we're done, whew! What a time! :) VWEG!
 
Having played out a rape scene with my slut and fulfilled one of her darkest and most intimate desires I can tell you that it is pretty intense, both physically and emotionally.

Someone above said that it is only a play scene, not for real etc, and you are right, it's realism is only in the mind.

I can tell you however, that having played it out, in as real conditions as I think possible to muster, I can now fully appreciate the devastating effect a real rape can have on it's victim.

We were only play acting, albe-it with total attitude accuracy, but I ensured that she was totally overwhelmed, helpless and bound, resulting in her being appropriately fully distrought afterwards.

I have written an account which requires some further editing. I will let you know when I post it.

I hope you will find it interesting reading.
 
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