Handcuffed in the dark.

I was in a deep sleep when I was awoken by someone or something in my room. A hand clamped down over my mouth and a male voice whispered for me to remain quiet and I would not get hurt. I was still half asleep and was not comprehending what was going on. I felt my left arm being pulled above my head and when I went to move it my right arm moved with it. I was handcuffed to the bedhead by my wrists. A hand was still clamped over my mouth so that I could not cry out. I could feel the weight of this person lying on top of me as his hand ran down my body and stopped at my crotch. The back of his hand passed over my panties brushing against my pussy and he slowly rubbed my slit. I pulled at the handcuffs trying to wriggle free. The hand on my mouth pushed against me harder saying that resistance was futile. The attack on my pussy became more intense as he pressed his hand hard against my pussy stroking at it through the thin material and lace of my panties. I could feel a trickle of pussy juice escaping from me as his assault began to arouse me. Why was I feeling like this? Soon my panties were a sodden mess as the juices flowed from me. He was pushing his fingers hard against the material of my panties so that they were working their way inside of me. I felt his fingers sneak under the elastic and slowly guide my panties down my legs. I tried to keep my legs together stopping them from coming off but he positioned one of his knees between my legs forcing them apart enough for them to slide down past my knees. He then repositioned his knee so that they could slide off my body altogether. I was now completely exposed to him with nothing between us but his clothing which by the feel of it was not much more than a T-shirt and undies. He reached down toward my feet with his free hand and recovered my panties. He released his hand from my mouth but before I could say anything he stuffed my underwear into my mouth. There was a strong smell of sex now clinging to my nostrils and the back of my mouth. It was my sex, the pussy juices that had flowed so freely and soaked into my panties were now giving off the odour of my pussy for me to smell and taste.
The taste of pussy is not new to me as I have had a few experiences with other woman. Nor is the taste of my own pussy foreign to me as I love to lick and suck a cock clean after it has cum inside of me. But now it excited me even more as it dominated my senses. I felt my breasts being licked and gently pulled at by his teeth arousing me even more. He stopped after a few minutes and climbed off me. I could see his silhouette in the darkness as he removed his T-shirt and undies. It was too dark to make out any other features just the outline of his body. He climbed back on the bed and grabbed at my ankles roughly pulled my legs apart and upward so that my knees were against my breasts exposing my wet pussy to him. He placed his hands against the back of my knees pushing them into me and steadying himself as his cock rubbed against my pussy. I made another attempt to fight free but in this position with my hands held by the handcuffs above my head I was unable to do any more then wriggle around. He moved my knees apart more and I could feel that this action opened my pussy to him. I felt his cock rub against my outer lips as he used my pussy juices to lubricate his cock. He leaned his body weight forward and in one motion his cock was deep inside my pussy. I tried to gasp and cry out but my own panties prevented any noise from escaping. He found a rhythm and was slowly fucking me. In this position every time he rocked forward my arse lifted up meeting his stroke. I was helpless just a passenger along for the ride. He slowly picked up the pace driving his cock as deep inside me as he could with every stroke. With such an intense assault on my pussy I was feeling an orgasm build deep within me and soon the first wave of emotion flooded over me as I climaxed. I felt a gush of semen hit the back wall of my pussy as he had his own orgasm. He slowed his pace down now with more exaggerated strokes as his climax came to an end and withdrew his now semi hard cock from my pussy dribbling cum over the outside of my pussy as it withdrew. He rolled off me and lay beside me, I rolled over onto my side and he nestled in behind me placing an arm over my body. He removed my panties from my mouth and kissed my cheek.
“How was that babe?” he asked as he fumbled with the handcuffs releasing them from above my head.
My arms were weak and it was good to feel the blood flow through them again.
“It was fantastic” I answered back.
“I wasn’t too rough?”
“No not at all” I replied.
It had long been a fantasy of mine to have a simulated rape role play, but of course without all the trauma and grief that would go with a real rape.

While this had been my fantasy and I know it is shared by other women, neither I nor I’m sure would any woman like to have to experience it for real.
We do not condone nor do we encourage rape or any form of forced sexual activity. My partner and I trust that you will accept this story for what it was, a role play of a fantasy in a safe environment by 2 consenting people.
We do not mean to trivialise rape or any other sex acts towards unwilling parties and trust that no one reads this story and thinks that rape is acceptable to us or anyone else in society. We hope that this story does not cause anyone grief either to anyone reading it.
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