My Friends Dad Raped My Ass and I Went Back For More

I let myself in for a world of pain. I went back to the man who raped me.

I felt jittery as i made my way to the Barlows house. I could feel my heart pounding and my pussy slick with wetness as i turned onto their street. What the fuck was i doing?, he had raped me and i was coming back for more?! The rational side of my brain acknowledged that this was not a normal reaction and i probably needed some serious therapy to sort whatever the fuck was wrong with me. The irrational side of my brain said “fuck it” and could only focus on my throbbing clit, my swollen aching pussy and who cared if it was mental, no one was getting hurt, well except maybe me but maybe i liked that? My brain was scrambled so i tried to ignore it.

I knocked on the door and only had to wait a few seconds before the door opened. “Oh hello Charlotte, are you looking for Darcy? She’s not in at the moment but you can come inside and wait?” I looked at him confused “errmm yes, thank you” i stepped into the house.

I heard the door close behind me and before i could turn to look at him one hand was around my neck, pulling me back against his chest as his other hand groped under my short skirt. I was embarrassed my pussy was so wet, as he cupped it feeling my arousal. “Thirsty little bitch” he chuckled.

He took a fistful of my hair and dragged me painfully by it into the sitting room. A slow building panic was starting inside me, had i made the right decision coming here? “Mr Barlow i..” SMACK, he had slapped me across the face, I winced at my stinging cheek. “Let me get one thing clear Charlotte, you’ll speak when i say you can. You came to me so you will do as your told” i started as him in shock, this wasn’t quite what i had imagined “but..” SMACK this time harder, i whimpered feeling that i had definitely made the wrong choice to come back here, i didn’t know who the fuck i was dealing with.

He bent me over the armrest of the sofa hitching my skirt up so my pussy and ass were pushed out towards him, i was breathing fast with panic but i didn’t speak out again. He let out an appreciative sound “ i’m going to have fun stretching your tight little body” i heard his belt unbuckle and i tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming next. I wanted to run but i only had myself to blame for being here.

I felt him line up his cock with my pussy i held my breath as he rammed it into me. It was too big and he was so rough it slammed painfully into my cervix and i flinched at the pain but made no sound. “Mmm good you’re learning already” he was slamming into me fucking my pussy so hard and beyond the pain of the length reaching too far in, my pussy began clenching around his girth, i couldn’t stop it my walls clenched hard and i buried my face into the sofa as i squealed at my orgasm. He began laughing at me “I just knew you were a whore, cumming as i’m raping you! Your filth” he pulled his cock out of me and without a pause started forcing it into my ass.

I couldn’t help my self i screamed as his cock began stretching my tight ring. He leaned forward and slapped the side of my face, i shoved my fist into my mouth biting down on my knuckles as he forced the rest of his cock into me. This was worse than before and then I remembered that last time the alcohol had relaxed my muscles and numbed me up. I gripped onto the sofa as my eyes filled with tears. He was not gentle he seemed to get off the more pain i was in. He fucked my ass so deep i could feel his balls slapping into my pussy.

He suddenly pulled out and turned me over he lifted my top up and squeezed my bare tits roughly while rubbing his cock, i could see now just how big it was now and why everything had been so painful. He grabbed a hold of my jaw and pushed his cock to my lips, i kept my mouth shut, that had just been in my ass. “Open” he said pushing it against my lips again, i looked up at him and gave the slightest shake of my head. He grabbed me by the hair and slapped me the hardest he had done so far. “Don’t you say fucking no to me” he said through gritted teeth, i let out a small sob and opened my mouth. He thrust his cock into my mouth holding my head by the hair as he pumped fast into my mouth. I tried not to think about any of it, he forced his cock down my throat and i gagged but he just kept pushing further in blocking my airway. My eyes were watering and my body wouldn’t stop retching trying to clear what was blocking it.

He held my head fast to him, his balls squashed against my chin. I felt his cock pulse and felt him shudder as he came down my throat. Relief went through me, i was about to get air, now that he had cum. He pulled back a little and looked down at me still chocking on his cock. “You look pretty like that” he said as if i wasn’t about to pass out. I tried pulling away but he just held me firmly, he took his phone out of his pocket and took a photo of me.

He finally let me go and i fell to the floor heaving and gasping for air. I was light headed and shaking. He ignored me.

I got unsteadily to my feet, wiping spit and drool from my chin. I pulled my skirt and top down and headed to the hallway to leave. I had cum and i could still feel the evidence of my orgasm but that was the roughest sex i had ever had, I don’t think he cared about my pleasure at all, he was using me for some sick fantasy and i was letting him but more confusing than it all was body’s reaction to it all! Why did my pussy drip at being used like a worthless fuck toy. I needed to leave and get a fucking grip. I wouldn’t come back again no matter how much my pussy craved his punishment.

I had got to the front door it was locked, i went to grab the keys that usually hung on a hook on the wall, they weren’t there, then he called out to me “little Charlie, where are you going? You know Darcy and her Mum are away until tomorrow morning don’t you? We’ve got all that time to play and we’ve only just begun”