I Was Kidnapped And Raped For Six Weeks (Part 2)

When I was 12 years old, I was kidnapped and raped for 6 weeks. This man kept me in a room in his house for 6 weeks. He lived in a rural area, where there was no other houses around. He raped me constantly the entire time. He wore a mask so, I never saw his face or head. As far as I know he was never caught. He let me go and they did get his DNA from my vaginal swabs they took at the hospital.

I say all this to say this, I'm 22 now and dating a guy who's older than I normally date. But, there's things going on that makes me wonder about something. The guy I'm dating is Jake. He's a big guy, good looking, well built and very attentive to me. We've been having sex and he does things that reminds me of the man that raped me.

The way he fingers me, with two fingers in and his thumb on my clit. I know that's kinda normal but, the way he pulls out and makes me cum is exactly the same way my rapist did. He says things and moans when he's cumming. It sounds the same. He put clips on my nipples and said, he knows it hurts, just what the rapist said to me.

He wants to fuck my ass which, I haven't let him do yet but, he sticks his fingers in my ass when he fucks me. It's so familiar, it's creepy. He's really good to me but, I can't ignore my inner gut feelings. The size and girth of his dick is spot on. Remember, I had to suck his dick. I haven't had the courage to bring this up but, I can't stop thinking about the similarities.

He invited me to his house and he lives in a very rural just like the guy said he lived in. We went inside and he made dinner for us. He's a great cook. We had wine after dinner and talked a long time. I wanted to ask him so many things but, I liked this guy and didn't want him to be my rapist. We went to the bedroom and we were standing by the bed.

He started taking off my clothes and when he had me completely naked he said, I love your tits. They've grown a lot. I wanted to know what he meant when he said that. He said, "Well, maybe I shouldn't have said that but, I noticed some stretch marks which means they've grown a lot, quickly. I didn't know what to think. Did he really mean that or was he remembering I was a C cup back then. My own mind is torturing me.

He took his clothes off and laid me down on the bed. He climbed on top of me and got up on my chest. He trapped my arms down with his legs. He looked at me and said, "I want you to suck me until I cum."
He put his dick in my mouth and fucked it like it was my pussy. When he got ready to cum he started swelling up and got harder in my mouth.

He pulled his dick back so, just the head was in my mouth. Then, he said, "I'm gonna cum, suck it ,suck it, suck it harder." That's exactly what my racist said and did to me when I was 12. I was scared. He had to be the man that raped me. What was I gonna do? What was I gonna say?

After he cum in my mouth he got off of me and stuck three fingers in my pussy with his thumb on my clit and he finger fucked me hard until I cum. My rapist did the same thing after he cum in my mouth.
He laid beside me and was rubbing and twisting my titties and nipples. He raised up and took my wrists in his hand and put them above my head leaning against the wall. He said, "Don't move your hands."

De ja vu. The only thing missing was the hand cuffs. He mounted me, rammed his dick in my pussy and said, "I love fucking your little tight pussy." He would ram me hard and hard, and hard while he spoke to me. He said, " I feel like I've been fucking you for years." I said, "What does that mean?" He said, "Don't you feel like we've been here before?" I said, "As a matter a fact, I do." I was gonna a ask him, I couldn't wait any longer.

He was making me cum, ramming my pussy hard like he was. I still finally got the guts to say, "Jake, are you the man who raped me when I was 12?" He pounded my pussy so hard, shoved it up in me and cum as he said, "Yes, I am." I couldn't believe he admitted it. He grabbed my wrists and hand cuffed them to the wall, just like before. The hand cuffs were under the pillow.

He sucked on my titties and slid his dick back and forth in my pussy. Cum was running out of me down the crack of my butt. Jake took my legs and pushed them up by my head and he took his dick and started forcing it in my ass. I said, "Jake, don't do this, I don't like it in the ass." He said, "I know but, I do." He pushed and got the head to go in. Then, he rammed his dick in me until he had all of it in.

I cringed with pain until it finally stopped. Jake fucked me fast and hard until he cum again. He said, "I love fucking your ass." After he cum, he pulled out and ask me what I thought about him being the guy who kidnapped and raped me for 6 weeks. I said, "I knew it was you, I just didn't want to believe it." He said, "Will you ever be able to forgive me or do I have to leave town?"

I said, "Jake you have been such a great guy, I hated to think you did all that stuff to me years ago." He said, "I regretted doing that to you but, I have grown to love you and wanted you to know and hopefully forgive me." I really liked him a lot and didn't want to lose him. I said, "I don't want to lose you either Jake so, I guess I have to forgive you."

He squeezes and kisses me all over. He got back on top of me and fucked me again. I thought, I don't even mind having my wrists hand cuffed to the wall while he fucks me." I kinda liked it. Jake told me he fell in love with my 12 year old pussy during that 6 weeks. He thought about me everyday after he let me go.

He found me and made it happen to just bump into me. So, I had to let bygones be bygones if I was going to forgive him. We went together a long time. Jake made me love him. I couldn't help it. He turned me on so much when we fucked. He would tell me how he loved fucking my little pussy and how tight it was on his dick when he raped me.

It seemed to turn both of us on, how he fucked me so much during those 6 weeks. I never told anyone he was my rapist. We finally got married and have been very happy. Jake told me he had been doing a lot of drugs back when he kidnapped me. Since then, he's quit any kind of drugs.

We live in his big house and are planning to take a trip to Italy, to just get away for two weeks.