Did I... Want This? (Rape Fantasy (ROUGH DRAFT))
I padded into 8th period slowly, with a half smile creeping up my face. I loved_his_ class... Almost as much as I liked him. I took my normal seat by the door, between a young male panther and a female coyote - an odd place for a rabbit to sit, one might think... But I knew he wouldn't let anything happen to me. I quickly reached into my binder before our teacher, Mr. Harson, came in. I pulled out my homework - I always did my homework for his class, and I always had it ready for him when he entered.
When he came in he smiled at me, and I nearly melted. He was always smiling, his perfect white teeth reflecting light. He was lean, tall, and at the same time strong. He had deep brown eyes with some hazel, and after looking into them, I truly understand what people mean when hey say they could "swim in someone's eyes". He was a a dust colored leopard, newly single, and fairly young. I'd had a crush on him since the first day of school. He taught history, but I found it very hard to pay attention when he was around...
After everyone had settled down, Mr. Harson called for me. I got up, and walked over to his desk, not knowing what to expect... I just hoped he wasn't upset with me for something; that would have killed me inside. Instead he looked at me for a moment longer than normal, his eyes causing my stomach to do twists and flips of all sorts. I felt like floating away... All of a sudden he addressed the class. "I need to help Adelie with makeup work and guide her on the test that she missed last week. You may talk quietly while we're gone. If you are loud, I'll assign essays to all of you." he said unexpectedly. We all knew he didn't mean it. He was a very humorous and down to earth guy after all.
He gestured me to follow him to his office, so i picked up a quick pace and followed obediently. I tried to look at the profile of his face, but only caught his smile. _He must have been really happy about teaching me alone for once, and maybe getting to spend time with me, _or so I wished. The thought made my heart sing. Once we were in his office, he turned and locked the door. I got curious and a little panicked, but then again, It was just Mr. Harson... "I'm sorry... What test did I miss Mr. Harson?" I asked shyly, with a hint of confusion in my voice.
The next thing I knew, I was spun around and pinned against the wall, his strong hands holding me back, rendering me helpless. I couldn't think, nor breathe. Everything was happening so fast. I was thrilled to be so close to him, yet fearful all the same. The room was dim, and he moved closer toward me. He started to run his hands down my arms, all the way to my hips, then around my back. He held me against him, leaving me no room to move or to try and get away. I was surprisingly fascinated with all of this. I even... wanted it. He began to nuzzle my neck, then kissing it, and sucking. He pushed me against the wall once more, smiling deviously, and looking me over. I was now shaking, part fear, part confusion. _Was he really doing this? Why was he doing it to me?!_I had no more time to think, for he stepped closer to me, beginning to explore me with his hands.
He ran his fingers through my hair, over my neck, and down my chest, as I quietly obeyed his unspoken wish. I let out a tiny moan - was it from fear... or pleasure? He smiled more, his lips closed, and reached for the bottom of my shirt. This scared me more than anything. _No! _I thought. _I can't let him do anything! _But my body disobeyed my mind, leaving me helpless and frozen with fear. I started sobbing softly, causing Mr. Harson to embrace me with a rather rough grip. "Keep quiet, and you'll be fine..." He hissed. I couldn't take anymore. I was so afraid. He continued onto my shirt, trying to lift it over my head, while i struggled to keep it down.
He grabbed both of my paws in one of his, then forced my hands above me, tying them with the band he had around his keys. I started crying louder, struggling to move. He now attempted to cut my shirt instead, from the bottom to the neck, the cold blade against me the whole way up. He slipped the scraps of my shirt off, and then began to undo my bra, almost teasing me with how much pleasure he was getting out of it. I writhed and turned, but this only excited him more, as he grabbed my paws with his left hand, and began feeling my breasts with his right. I tried to look down at the floor, but his now hard member was now blocking my vision.
He pushed me to the ground, and began to strip himself. His young, lean body, and chiseled muscles reflected the dim light. The next thing I knew, he was over top of me, my arms behind my back, still tied. I still had on my skirt, but he ignored it for a moment, feeling my breasts and sucking my neck and lips. I screamed "No!!" and "Help!!" several times, but he hit the right side of my face, causing my to sob even more. "Shut up, you dumb bitch!" He snapped ferociously, showing a side of him I'd never seen before. "I told you, be quiet and I'll be easy!" he continued. This was really happening then... He was going to have his way with me.
He squatted over my legs, letting his hands flow from my bare breasts to my jean skirt. He fiddled with the buttons, finally getting them open, then undoing my zipper, he simply slipped the skirt down. He wants me fully nude _I shivered. He glanced up at my entire body, savoring the moment before taking off my silver laced panties - _And now... _I thought ...I was fully exposed to him... _
He crawled farther up, leveling his face with mine, murring with lust. He looked satisfied with me in an almost angry way. He was going to get what he wanted.
He put his legs between mine, splaying me out so he could get inside. I yelled again, but it sounded hollow, like the scream of someone's past.
He smirked, enjoying the fact that I didn't want this. He snagged the rope holding my arms together, then quickly grabbed my wrists in his paws, holding my arms down to my sides. He slid into me slowly, with skill, but it felt like knives to me. I wasn't sure why but we could both tell I was very wet. Did my body... want this? I thought, horrified. He slid in so easily, with such skill. He was so experienced, I almost felt embarrassed. He began thrusting into me, causing me to moan involuntarily with more pain. I tried to move, but he was so much bigger than me. He had complete power over me. I was still sobbing quietly.
_ Please!_ - I thought - _Let someone hear me! Let someone save me!! _But I knew it was too late. It hurt so badly, he was quiet large, and begin a virgin, I was tight. It was hell for me. He moved his upper body slightly as he slid in and out of my warm walls. He moaned a lot, while sucking my neck and getting rougher. I struggled, causing him to hold me down more securely, killing my chances of getting away. Even if I had gotten loose... I was trapped in here.
He released my arms and began gropping my breasts tightly, causing me to yell with pain. He stopped sucking my neck and smiled at me evily, but stopped once he began to get close to his climax. He put his hands behind my back and pushed me up toward him, making my pain worse, and his pleasure better. He pushed deeper and deeper inside of my wetness, and moaned louder and louder. I felt him throb inside of me, and I screamed as a warm shot of liquid strung my already sore insides. He had came inside of me. _Oh god... No... _I thought. I began thrashing furiously, screaming for help, but he covered my mouth, wanting to finish his climax. He moaned the loudest I'd heard him yet, then murred happily when finished. I stayed on the cold floor, motionless, afraid, and dealing with the most severe pain I'd ever felt.
He got up, and cleaned himself, wiping his cum my blood, and my wetness from his member. I began to shake, tears streaming from my face. He knelt down beside me, and smiled his evil smile once more, then whispered "I bet you liked that, didn't you?". He threw the cloth he used to clean himself onto my stomach, and told me to get cleaned up. He looked at my bare body, slightly still aroused, Slightly satisfied, and slightly disgusted were his expressions. He dressed, as if nothing happened, and walked toward the door. Without looking back he said in a low voice "Tell a soul and I'll do much worse. You provoked it. You wanted it. And you know it.". I could tell by his voice he was smiling. "I expect to see you in here a lot more. You were very satisfying, Adelie." He murmured before turning the key, and walking into the bright school halls. I layed in the same position until the bell rang. I couldn't bring myself to move...
Yet strangely... I enjoyed some of what went on... I almost looked forward to him doing it..._ again._