Rape victim

me and my boyfriend were having sex the other night, and he asked me for anal. I've done it once before with him and didnt really enjoy it but it didnt hurt so i thought it would be fine again, not realising last time i dont it i was very drunk which must have helped alot.

this time it was so so painful even with lube (he is very big i have trouble takin him normally sometimes).

I kept tellin him it was hurtin and he was sayin he wud take it gentle, it was hurtin that badly i started cryin and shaking, and he kept asking me if it was hurtin and i kept sayin yes. this went on for about 10 minutes and he eventually stopped and i ran to the bathroom cryin and wouldnt let him touch me for the rest of the night.

i eventually told him the next day why i was so quiet and unresponsive, that he had hurt me in more ways than one. one doin it, then 2 it hurt me to think he didnt care and still done it when i was upset and in pain.

this from the man that has said from day one that i am the one,he will marry me, and we will have kids, we are meant to be together.

then he goes and treats me like a toy...........

i dont no what to do, i could never carry on wit something if i new it was hurting someone.

im not sure i believe he loves me after this, i am so close to finnishin it, i would have already if it wasnt for him begginin for forgivness and cryin.

Please … PLEASE … no more! I can’t … can’t TAKE … anymore! You’re HURTING me!” Heather whimpered as the level of pain increased. He was groaning in her ear, thrusting into her faster and harder. She felt as if he were tearing her open. Harder. Faster. Deeper. Over and over. She felt him throbbing inside of her.

“Oh, shit!” he groaned. “Oh, SHIT! Ohhhhuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She felt him cumming, shooting streams of thick, hot fluids deep inside her. Her stomach constricted and she felt the bile rising in her throat. She had to fight down the urge to vomit as she felt the warmth spreading through her. Still he pounded into her, over and over until he had drained the last drop of his cum into her. Then, with a groan and a shiver, he collapsed on top of her. Heather felt him gradually softening inside of her.

She was trembling uncontrollably. The pain, the terror, the humiliation were all playing on her mind. She felt dirty, as if covered with some kind of slime. He had to leave now. He just had to.

“Please,” she whispered between her tears “please … go now. Just … go now. I won’t … won’t tell … anyone. I … I p-promise. Just don’t … don’t … h-hurt me … anymore.”

He lifted up so he could look down into her eyes. Her face was illuminated by moonlight, but his was in shadow. She still couldn’t see him clearly.

“Go? Why would I want to do that, Heather? I’ve traveled so far to find you.”

“Oh, dear God, NOOOO!” she screamed. He knew her name! It was him! Oh God it was him!

“What’s the matter, Heather? I told you I’d be coming for you, didn’t I? I’m going to give you just what you want. I’m going to make all of your fantasies come true.”

Pulling out of her, he sat up and quickly put his cock away and zipped up his trousers. Heather slunk to the far corner of the back seat, tears tracing paths down her cheeks as she tried to get as far away from him as she could.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Heather cringed against the door and shook her head from side to side. “P-please, please, don’t. Leave me … leave me alone. I … I have a … a daughter. You … you can’t … can’t …”

His arm shot out and grabbed Heather by her long hair. She screamed as he dragged her across the backseat by her hair as he climbed out of the car. As he pulled her out of the car, Heather went for his eyes. If she could blind him …

“BITCH!” he screamed as he slammed a fist into her face, knocking her back against the side of the car. Before she could recover, he drove his fist into her stomach, knocking the wind from her and dropping her to her knees.

Grabbing her under the arms, he hauled her to her feet and started dragging her across the parking lot. Heather was naked except for her thigh-hi stockings and shoes. Surely someone would see them. Someone would see them and know what was happening. She would be rescued, saved from this depraved animal. But no one saw them. No one came to her rescue. No knight in shining armor on a white charger. They arrived uninterrupted at the van that Heather hadn’t noticed before.

Heather still hadn’t recovered from the blow to her stomach, and could put up no real resistance as she was tied down, spread-eagled on the floor of the van, her body forming an “X”. He stuffed a rag into her mouth and tied a bandana around her head to hold it in place.

“There. That will hold you for awhile.” Heather trembled as he slowly ran a hand down her cheek, over her breast and onto her stomach, his eyes following the motion. “We’re going to have so much fun, Heather. I’m going to give you everything you’ve always wanted. Everything.”

Heather squeezed her eyes tightly shut and whimpered.