Did I... Want This? (Rape Fantasy (FINAL COPY))
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 spent a few minutes looking around but I finally pulled out my homework - I had always done my homework for his class, and I always had it ready for him when he entered - he would take notice each time, and smile at me.
When he came in he looked at me and smiled - 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 discovered what it ment to be able to "swim in someone's eyes". He was a dust colored, newly single, and fairly young leopard. 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." He said in a instructing-monotone type voice. "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. He wouldn't really punish any of us.
Mr. Harson gestured me to follow him to his office, so i picked up a quick pace and followed obediently, hoping he would notice what a "good girl" I was being. I tried to look at the profile of his face, but only caught his smile. He must have been really happy about spending time alone with me for once - I wished hopefully. 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.
He turned around to face me, smirking, looking rather pleased with himself; That look made my skin tingle uncomfortably, and my temperature rose with a pang of fear. He paused, looking me in the eyes for a few moments, as if getting some sort of enjoyment, possibly. And then, before I could say anything else, he grabbed the joint of both arms and had pushed me back, still holding me, and pinned my small body against the cement wall. His strong hands were forcing me back with great strength, rendering me helpless. I couldn't think, and my only breathing was in in the form of surprised gasps. Everything was happening so fast, I didn't even know what was going on. I was thrilled to be so close to him, yet fearful all the same. Why on earth did he have me pinned? What was going through his mind? I was far too shocked to even think up the simplest answer at the time.
The room was dim, and he moved his hips and uper body closer toward me. He started to run his hands down my arms, all the way to my hips, then around my back. I shivered - I'd never been touched like that before. He held me against him, leaving me no room to move or to try and get away. His body was surprisingly warm. Had I hadn't been in that situation... I would have loved it. I was surprisingly fascinated with all of this. I even... wanted it. He began to nuzzle my neck, then kissing it, and sucking. The fur on my neck was now ruffled and wet, but I was still to afraid to move. I began to whimper softly and pathetically with fear, which in turn must have just aroused him more. He pushed me against the wall for a second time, smiling deviously, and looking me over. I was now shaking, my fur ruffled and my eyes wide. I was so confused; So afraid. Was he really doing this? Why was he doing it to me?! I was given no more time to think, for he stepped closer to me, beginning to explore me with his large, lean paws.
The tall leopard ran his fingers through my hair, smelling it with plain lust. He moved his hands slickly from my hair to my neck, then down from my neck to my covered breasts, pausing there. He fondled me, pushing his thumbs into the tip of my breasts. I let out a tiny moan - was is from fear... or possibly... pleasure? He took notice of my noise, now smiling 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 still frozen with fear. I started sobbing softly, causing Mr. Harson to embrace me with a rather rough grip, his large paws wrapped tightly around my arms. "Keep quiet, and you'll be fine..." He hissed into my ear, making a cold shiver run down my spine. I didn't think I could take anymore. I was so afraid. He continued onto my shirt again, pinching the ends of it and pulling it upward. I quickly moved my elbows down, stopping him from pulling my shirt any farther, but it hardly ended up helping.
Quickly, he grabbed both of my paws in one of his, frustraighted, then forced my hands above me, tying them with the band he had around his keys. I started crying louder, struggling to move. Reaching over with his free paw, he grabbed a pair of scissors off of the table beside us. He now attempted to cut my shirt instead, from the bottom of it to the neck. The scissors made me jump inside, as I could feel it's cold blade against me, even though my fur. He slipped the scraps of my shirt off, tossing them onto the hard tile floor. Then he began to undo my bra, almost teasing me with how much pleasure he was getting out of it. He had to reach around me, his ribs tight against my chest, hurting me. I whimpered pathetically once more, as he finally undid the hooks and cut the shoulder straps off, since my arms were still tied together. I writhed and turned to try and free myself, but this only excited him more, as he grabbed my paws with his left hand, and began feeling my breasts with his right. He cupped my left breast tightly with his fingers, and ran his thumb around my nipple, making it hard, causing me to bite my bottom lip to resist moaning. I felt something hard against my lower hip, and realized it was his stiff member, proding me through his work-pants.
Slyly bending his head down, still restraining my hands, he began to lick my breasts and the hard pink buds that rest upon them. He sucked and nibbled, causing me to shift uncomfortably, and cry softly. After content with himself, he stood straigh up again, looking me in the eyes. In a swift movement he reached to unbuckle his belt, freeing my arms for a second, and giving me a chance to run - And I did. I got about 2 feet before he caught me be the hair and threw me against the ground, laughing at my sad attempt to get away. He continued on to stripping himself, this time starting with his shirt. His young, lean body, and chiseled muscles reflected the dim light. I couldn't stop watching... I was so very mesmerized. Next he reached for his belt again, undoing it quickly, and sliding off his pants and boxers at the same time. I froze up all over again when I saw it. His hard member was large, atleast 7 inches. Fluid was already leaking out of him, but I was unsure of what it was then, only to later learn it was precum. I began to scream and tustle, trying to get up; So very fearful of what may lay ahead.
Quietly, he walked over to me, rolling me with his hind paws until I was laying with my back flat, and face up. I immediatly became quiet, in fear that he would hit me. He stepped one leg over me, smiling and leaking pre-cum onto my stomach, causing me to jump with each drop that hit. He lowered onto his knees, and hung over me, exploring my body with his eyes, and then his hands. He grabbed some of my long hair and breathed in its scent, moaning happily when content. He released my hair, now running his hands over my bare breasts again. He piched the buds on my breasts, and I moaned uncomfortably. He ignored me, and slipped his hand down to my skirt, which was thankfully still on me. He started to undo the buttons and my heart stopped. Suddenly I started screaming and begging him to stop, even telling him if he let me go now, I wouldn't tell a soul - but he hit the right side of my face, causing me to sob even more. "Shut up, you little slut!" He growled feircly, 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.
fiddling with the buttons again, he finally got them open, then undoing my zipper, he simply slipped the skirt down. He glanced up at my entire body, savoring the moment before taking off my silver laced panties. His warm paws slid between the inside of my panties and my shaking body, and he began to pull them down my thighs, exposing my virginity to his hungry eyes. Once my panties were fully off, I began to cry harder than ever, but he ignored me, and began to trace my lips and pearl with his fingers. He teased my clit, causing my thighs to quiver involunterily. He smiled, and crawled farther up, leveling his face with mine; murring with lust. He looked very satisfied with me but... in an angry way. He was going to get what he wanted. I tried to close my legs, and I tried to beg him to stop, but he simply smirked and put his strong 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. My past...
I could see his hungry smirk, and knew he was enjoying the fact that I didn't want this. He cut the rope holding my arms together, with meerly a slash of his claw, then quickly grabbed my wrists in his paws, holding my arms down to my sides. I writhed and twisted furiously, but it did me no good. I could only move so much in his grip. He positioned the head of his member at the flower of my virginity, then teased and savored the moment by touching it to my wettness. He couldn't wait any longer, and with much skill, he repositioned his lower body and slid into my wetness with a low moan of pleasure. I wasn't sure why but for some reason - I was extremely 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. Yet he was still so large that the pain made me whimper helplessly.
It hurt as he moved in and out of me, trying to fit such a large appendege in such a small place. He moaned louder, and 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. 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, and yet part of me welcomed the pain... He moved his upper body slightly as he slid in and out of my warm walls. He bit and sucked my neck, the "sex" getting increasingly rough. 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.
Suddenly, releasing my arms, he began gropping my breasts tightly, causing me to writhe and moan with pain. For a moment he ceased sucking my neck and smirked at me deviously, but began again when he started reaching his climax. I suddenly realized he wasn't wearing anything... He hadn't put on a condom... I sure as hell hadn't used any form of birth controll... And though the possibility of getting pregnant made me want to break down, I couldn't help thinking about him being bare against me inside; skin to skin. He suddenly put his hands behind my lower back and pushed my hips up toward him, making my pain worse, and his pleasure better. He pushed deeper and deeper inside of my wetness, and moaned with incredible lust. I felt so so used, so helpless, so afraid. He was truly getting so much pleasure out of me. I_sn't that what I always wanted?.._ I suddenly felt him throb inside of me, and I knew he was about to cum.
A second later a wave of hot cum shot inside of me, stinging my already sore insides, and making me moan with a mixture of unwanted pleasure and pain. He had came inside of me. Oh god... I began thrashing furiously, screaming for help, but he covered my mouth with his paw once more, wanting to finish his climax. He moaned the loudest I'd heard him yet, and began to thrust into me, sharply and fast, hitting off of my womb's opening, pressing his seed further into me. My hips began to thrust upwards with him, and I couldn't help but follow his movement. He came once more, this time right at the warm opening of my nest. He moaned even louder than before, and clutched my arms tightly as he finished the peak of his climax. He panted wildly, smelling a bit of sweat, and a lot like lust. I was gasping between my sobs, trying to catch my breath. He laid his upper body over top of mine one last time, and kissed me form my cheek to my bare chest.
Whe He got up, he smiled at me, his member covered in seed, wetness, and my blood. He took a small hankerchief from his pants, which were still on the floor, and cleaned himself, wiping his softening member clean of all liquid traces of what had gone on. I began to shake, tears streaming from my face. He knelt down beside me, and smiled his evil smile once more, whispering "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 then dressed, as if nothing happened, and picked up my torn clothes, setting them on his desk. He finally began walking toward the door.
Without looking back he said in a low and taunting 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... Those last few words rang over and over again in my head. I wasn't sure if they were a punishment... or even a reward. Because in a strange way... I enjoyed some of what went on... I almost looked forward to him doing it... again.