So, hi, I'm a woman. My name is "Woman" or some shit, and like all women I've been **RAPED**. It was horrible, and it was like this:
Some big dude came up to me at the club, and I was like "I can't say no to this guy. I'll only make it worse for myself if I do.", and I don't know, maybe he drugged me or something, so he forced me all the way home to his place, where his manly muscles forced me to undress. God, while it was bad, it felt so good - the bastard forced me to cum over and over again although I didn't want it and was too scared to say no. I was too excited and flustered to say no, damnit! When I think about it I cry. Don't judge me!
So anyway, after the rape he made me cuddle with him and when he left I came out of the chock, and realized that I had been raped. My internet sisters at the Rape Is Bad forum made me realize how all men do this to women to express their power over us. Men is bad! So now me and all my womyn friends have pressed charges against my rapist for raping me. (You need to charge him with rape multiple times to get him convicted or the bastard cops won't listen to you.) Friendz for lyfe! ...so yeah. I'm a Survivor and all my friends are Survivors now. We're listening to Otep and hate men for raping us. It's hardcore.
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Anonymous2009-04-06 7:25
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>>4
*OP does a 1970s voiceover:*
Thank you, Captain Obvious and Apparent Boy, for saving the day yet again!
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:06
While I find
"so he forced me all the way home to his place"
and
"So anyway, after the rape he made me cuddle with him and when he left"
to be somewhat puzzling, you're a woman, so I won't judge you.
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:24
So hi, I'm a woman also, and one day I was sitting on a bus a man sat next to me and all of a sudden he put his penis on my leg. Everybody around me acted like they didn't see anything, and I felt as if they were raping me too. This has been an intimate part of my life every since.
Some doubt me, saying that penises aren't long enough to reach across both his leg and my leg, but he had a very long penis, and maybe he drugged me or something, I don't know.
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:38
Hi. I'm a womyn too. Once I rode a train with too guys, and I really liked one of them, so he forced me to have sex with him and his friend. I didn't like to have sex with his friend, but I was too drugged by then to say no. This guy I liked told me that it was rape, but then he drugged and raped me too, so now I'm all confused.
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:45
So, hih, I'm a women, two. Like all women I have been ***RAPED***. I was in a taxi and three black men were sitting next to me. All of them out their penis in my mouth and anus. I couldn't say no, only yeah! becuz I was too drugged or somerthing. I don't know.
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:49
The pleasure of being cummed inside!
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:50
>>10
That's horrible! Was the taxi driver too afraid to say anything, or was he raping you too?
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Anonymous2009-04-06 8:58
Hi, I'm a woman aswell. I dated this guy on the internet for a couple of years, so then we finally met up and he was driving me somewhere when all of a sudden he stopped the car and raped me in the backseat of it. My parents weren't home, so then we went home to my place where the rape continued in my bed!
I told everyone and the police is taking this very seriously and the newspapers has made me the victim of the week.
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Anonymous2009-04-06 9:32
Hi there, womyn. I'm also a Survivor. Once me and my boyfriend (His name is "Boyfriend" or some shit.) had an argument and we broke up, so then I was talking to my male friend, and he must have been psychic or something, because he warned me about getting raped at the club that saturday night - something about me wanting to make my boyfriend jealous or something.
So anyway, I went out and found this guy, and I don't know how it happened, probably because I was drugged, but we had lots of sex. So the next morning I call my male friend (His name is "Male Friend" btw.) and tell him all about how good it was, and how much I loved it, but then he tells me to fuck off and calls me a slut. So then it hits me: I'm not a slut. I was ***RAPED***!
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Anonymous2009-04-06 10:14
Hi there, fellow Survivors. I'm a Survivor and I'm glad I've found this Survivor board to share my pain.
I had this male friend that I used to treat like my social slave and tease sexually because I loved to frustrate him to do anything I wanted. So after a couple of years I grew confident enough to think that he wasn't going to rape if he took me to his place. Once there I insisted that we should watch a porn movie. When he finally agreed, I started to bitch about how it didn't make me horny in the slightest. Of course, being the virtuous girl that I am I didn't let him touch me.
When we finally stopped watching the tape, he had curled up into a fetal position and was acting all broken, so I told him that I'd stop messing with him, at least for five minutes. When those five minutes were up and I started again, he suddenly forced me down on the couch and RAPED me! So I was like riding him while calmly repeating to him that I didn't want this at all, so it was clearly rape, but then he wanted to take off the condom because he told me that he couldn't enjoy it otherwise, so then I went to the bathroom to fresh up instead, telling him never to tell anyone about this, and then he followed me to the bus. After that he told me that he didn't want to be my friend anymore. Stupid rapist.
I was wearing one of those trendy sweatpants that say "rape my ass" on the ass, and apparently guys think that means I want them to rape me. I am so tired of getting raped when I go out in those sweatpants. The misogynistic commments "maybe you shouldn't wear those" make me sick -- stop blaming the victim you bastards, that's no better than saying "she was asking for it". I should be able to wear these sweatpants wherever I want, as drunk as I want, as passed out on the ground as I want, and not get raped, period.
>>16
Who's joking? 90% of these stories are actual stories told by actual women who claims I raped them. These are the rape stories that women are asking us to take seriously.
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Anonymous2009-04-07 4:24
I care more for my doll than any woman, if only she had a hole large enuff to rape. Oh, how she would hurt me...
So hi, I'm a Womyn Survivor called Alexandra, and I was ***RAPED***!!! This is a very long story because I've been through so much pain.
I used to seduce guys from the internet into meeting up with me and having sex with me, like two guys a week, but I'm not a slut, so don't judge me! All men do it so why not womyn too?
I'm a masochist, so I usually pretend that I'm asleep while rubbing against them or try to provoke them into forcing me to have sex with them.
So anyway, once I met this rapist who I first tried to pretend to be asleep with, but once he thought I had fallen a sleep, he just said "good night" to me and tried to sleep as well. I explained to him how boring and how not sexy that was, because I felt it was like an insult to me when men doesn't take advantage of me.
The second time I tried to break him down by molesting him while we were watching a movie, while at the same time not allowing him to touch me back, but not even this worked. Sure, he broke down, but for some reason he still didn't rape me. Wtf? I asked him why he didn't, and he said something about having been raped himself. He was such a loser that I sent him home early. Lol, he actually loved me. What a loser.
So after a couple of years I run out of guys to fuck, so I meet up with him again, and seeing that I sleep on a matress on the floor, he invites me to stay at his place. Of course while I flirt around by forcing him to wrestle me to the ground and forcing him to stay away by pulling a knife at him, he's all boring and only wants to talk, asking me if I'm acting like this because I was raped or something. The sucker still loves me, but still have me sleep on the couch. I try to come over to his bed at night, but he sends me away, telling me that I'm too confused or some shit. What a fucking asshole!
So anyway, when the morning comes I find that he has moved over to my bed, so I do my usual routine of rubbing against him while pretending that I'm still asleep, and FINALLY he gives in and rapes me! ...but the bastard starts complaining after awhile about not enjoying it with a condom on, so he asks me if he can remove it *while I'm supposed to be asleep*! Fucking bastard!
So naturally I kick him off me, get the hell out of there, and call the cops on him from a mutual friends house. All torn up from the hurtful experience, I try to seduce him into having sex with me that same evening, but he tells me he has a "girlfriend" or some shit.
I can't believe that the prosecutor dropped the charges. A girl should be able to be promiscuous without it meaning that she's asking for it!
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Anonymous2009-04-08 9:35
FA PFA FAP FAP
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Anonymous2009-04-08 11:48
>>31
I hope it wasn't >>30 that turned you on, because that would be weird.
So, fellow Womyn Survivors: I've got three more real life Rape Survivors just waiting to share their unbelievable pain, but they feel a little shy and lonely, like they would be the only ones sharing their pain at this board, so as Womyn, show your support by telling them your own rape story. They need to be true - no wannabe Womyn posers and no porn novels. (We all love rape, but this isn't the time or place for masturbation.) I'd actually prefer if they would be believable too, but you can't have everything. (A plus if they are though, because I'd like to see a story that would bring back the respect I once had for women screaming rape.)
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EPAR2009-04-08 17:19
My oh my, aren't you special.
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Anonymous2009-04-08 20:34
I'm so glad there's a thread for Survivors on this board... okay, so I met this guy at a bar, right? I was wearing my hottest belly shirt and push-up bra, along with a pair of short shorts that totally show off my camel toe. This guy was totally nice to me, and I said, "Holy shit I want to fuck you", or something like that, it's hard for me to remember because I was so drunk. He explained that he didn't want to disrespect me by having sex with me while drunk. We dated for several months, and eventually he asked me to marry him. I said yes. Finally on our honeymoon, he told me he was finally ready mentally, physically, and spiritually to have sex with me. He asked if I was ready too. I screamed, "NO, YOU RAPIST BASTARD!" kicked him in the balls, and ran out. I can't believe him, making the first move like that. I annulled the marriage, and got half of all his stuff, but that can't heal the pain of rape.
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Anonymous2009-04-09 2:03
>>34
That must have been so hard for you, girl. *healing-hug-if-you-want-to* We all feel your pain.
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Anonymous2009-04-09 2:30
Hi, fellow Survivor Wymon. I'm Petra (or Minne), and I've been ***RAPED***!!! I met my rapist on the net. At the time I was married to a black guy, but the angels (I'm gifted and I hope to become a goddess and a sex-ed teacher someday.) told me to talk to this guy, and masturbate with him whenever my husband was in the other room. After a couple of months of us being intimate, I visited my rapist in order to perform an exorcism on him (because he was possessed by a rape demon). ...and he must have drugged me or something, because although I'm asexual (for Lyfe) and I didn't plan to have sex with him, I ended up having lots and lots of horny sex with him, like tying him up and riding him while I held a knife to his throat. Like I told the prosecutor, he drugged me to do all of that, and other than my rapist raping me, I had a wonderful week staying at his place. I can't believe that she dropped the charges against him! It's all one big patriarchic conspiracy!
I didn't say anything about the rape to anyone at first, because I was so ashamed of it, but then the angels told me to move in with this other guy (Sure he was a racist, but the angels wanted his muscles for some reason.) and my rapist got all upset with me when he found out, telling me that he was breaking up with me. Luckily I got to know a lot of womyn on the net, so we ganged up on him and banned his ass from every community we could, to protect other womyn from falling victim to him. I'm a moderator for a famous rape board, sheltering Womyn Survivors with my experience of the horribles of rape.
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Anonymous2009-04-09 3:06
It's risky comforting a rape victim with a long hard hug. Cuz I always get a boner doing that.
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Anonymous2009-04-09 9:08
>>37
I bet if you let it slide inside her while you hug her, she'd think it's just one of her flashbacks.
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Anonymous2009-04-09 12:14
I think I'm ready to share my unbelievable pain with you fellow Rape Survivors. My name is Frida, and like so many other Survivors I met my rapist through the internet. It's really my best bet since I'm a Real Hardcore Womyn, large in both attitude and body, which really just means that there's so much more of me to love, but most guys run from me IRL because they feel threatened by the awesome size of my womynhood.
Anyway, I just knew that this guy was a rapist right from the start, so my plan was to file false rape charges against him even BEFORE he managed to rape me. Pretty clever, huh?
...but then he tells me this sob story about how much it hurts inside to be accused of rape or some shit, so I told him that I wasn't planning on doing that anymore, and that I could date him for real.
This guy sure is sneaky, because when he comes over, he insists on bringing his own SLEEPING BAG with him, "just so no misunderstandings can happen". Fuck that! How are you supposed to rape me from a fucking sleeping bag, you dumb fuck!
I took awhile to convince him that it really was safe for him to sleep in my bed, although I strictly told him that I did NOT want to have sex with him! I may be bi-polar, but I'm just not that kind of a girl!
Maybe it was the drugs talking, but when you've been without sex for as long as I was, and you're trying to sleep next to a man, your body kind of has a mind of its own, so after about half-an-hour, just when he started to drift off to sleep and was too weak to do anything about it, I started to grind my body against his, and he soon found out that he wanted to ***RAPE*** me more than he wanted to sleep!
I felt his hands groping me, but as he was barely conscious at the time, they were basically just flailing around aimlessly, trying to find something to rub, so I had to spread my legs and direct them to where my pussy actually was. Jesus Christ, I'm getting raped here - do I have to do everything?! I mean where's the equality in that?!
So after he finished raping me, giving me the best fuck of my life, he went to the bathroom while I drifted off to sleep. I woke up later on when he came out of the bathroom. Apparently he had gone all emo on me and shit, because he had carved his arm up pretty good and told me that he didn't mean to rape me. Well you should have thought about that when I had to basically do all the raping myself, shouldn't you, asshole?!
...but it must have been the drugs, because I just told him how it was the best sex I have ever had, and during the following weekend we basically did nothing but fuck like rabbits. Drugs, I tell you! Somehow he must have slipped me some drugs!
When he left, I gave him a golden necklace that used to belong to my ex, and lent him a movie, telling him that he could return it the next time he came over.
Oh, I'm all teared up now over this, so I have to take a break. I'll be back later on with the rest of my story of pain.