What got you started? - Rape Board

Grm · 12-21-2005, 04:29 AM

All my fantasies about rape are just that, fantasies. Like most fantasies they started during my adolescence, when I read a good old bodice ripper, (of my mothers),in it the heroine was in constant danger of 'a fate worse than death'. The idea of a woman being held down by a mob, stripped and raped repeatedly got my young mind really turned on.Of course the heroine was always rescued in the nick of time, very frustrating. So I began writing stories with a more favourable outcome. It never occured to me that others might have similar fantasies, so it was a furtive and secret activity, until many years later I discovered the internet and found like minded souls who actually wanted to read my stories. How did you guys get into rape fantasy?
grm

menace · 12-21-2005, 08:32 AM

For me too it was in adolesence, but it was the movies for me. Namely "Straw Dogs" and "Hollow Man"

jon34 · 12-21-2005, 11:56 AM

as a young teen we used to hang about in mixed groups and one of the dares/games was to get the panties off one of the girls,it was such a turn on with a dozen hands trying to get her panties off as she tried to stop us thats as far as it went but it think thats where my fantises come from

Jason · 12-21-2005, 01:42 PM

For me it started with a TV program or maybe a movie on TV.

It was a PI type program. Some hood had a beef with the private dick so he called into his place. His wife told him he wasn't there. He said "Fine, I'll wait". When she said he wouldn't be back for hours, he said "Good, then I'm gonna do something I've been wanting to do since I laid eyes on you".

I was only 10 or 11 at the time but the thought you could just force a woman like that got me totally hot.

meathunt · 12-22-2005, 12:22 PM

For me it started when I started having sex with a girl who loved very very rough sex and abuse.

She loved having it forced down her throat, being strangled, having her cunt and face slapped, being made to drink piss, being gangbanged, fisted, basically anything abusive she was into it. Given enough time I know I would dhave even been able to get her to do k9.

Unfortunately, she moved away due to work commitments and I have been left alone with my fantasies, which have now expanded to include this topic too.

Grm · 12-22-2005, 03:47 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by meathunt

For me it started when I started having sex with a girl who loved very very rough sex and abuse.

She loved having it forced down her throat, being strangled, having her cunt and face slapped, being made to drink piss, being gangbanged, fisted, basically anything abusive she was into it. Given enough time I know I would dhave even been able to get her to do k9.

Unfortunately, she moved away due to work commitments and I have been left alone with my fantasies, which have now expanded to include this topic too.

Right, what a pity it's just a fantasy.

kredison · 12-27-2005, 01:13 PM

What started it for me? I remember being in 7th grade and knowing this girl who lived fairly close to me. Living in a rural area, I thought about how easy it would be to sneak down to her trailer one night and rape her the whole night while her parents were asleep. She was a real bitch to a lot of people and even though she was not that great looking, she had a nice ass and large set of tits for a 7th grader.

Obviously my fantasies, or at least the victims thereof have matured as I have grown older. They have grown much darker, especially after having gone to college. I dated a girl who was a real slut and loved it rough- too bad I was to nice to capitalize on it. I should ring her up and see what she would think of some nipple torture...

Anyway, that's how my depravity got started :-p

Sandra Newman · 12-28-2005, 01:49 PM

It started for me when I was just 13. I had played with my fingers and clit many times before. This time I took an erotic stories book from my older sister while she was attending a party one night.

One of the stories was about a 40's years old virgin nurse. The story described her as a non atractive woman who arrived in her 40's still virgin and playing with her fingers every night to calm down her vulva urges.

One night when she left the hospital at a late hour, one man kidnapped her with a knive on her throat, took her beyond some bushes and began to rape her.

At first she only felt pain and humiliation but as the rapist humped inside, she began to consider that was her first intercourse and it could be the last one, so she tried to enjoy it and she got it.

Since then, I have been into rape fantasies and getting wonderful orgasm with them.

Kisses to all of you.

Sandra.

sandnew29@hotmail.com

Grm · 12-28-2005, 01:58 PM

Dear sandra welcome to our degenerate band, I'm sure some of our stalwart men will step forward, with rope and a bulge in their pants ready to fulfill your fantasies.
grm

toromieda · 12-29-2005, 12:04 AM

I don't really care if you believe this or not.

But here goes. I used to help daddy put up fences around the ranch.

Was about 13 or so at that time.

And I wore pulll over shirt, no bra, cloth shorts, no panties,
and I was stringing along some rope from pole to pole and straddled
the rope between my legs, now, some of the workers helping my daddy
accidentally pulled on the rope, the rope became taut and pulled right
in between my pussy lips.

Well, it felt different, I sort of liked the sensation.

So, what I would do, was to take some rope and work it between
my lips and and move it back and forth. The rougher the rope,
the better I felt. As a matter of fact, I tied a crotch rope
around my waist and crotch and wore it under my full school
uniform. Damn, it was such a turn on.

Needless to say, it was no great leap from there to an interest
in bondage. Being masochistic as I was, would spend hours
daydreaming about being kidnapped, stripped, bound and gagged,
and taken.

Well, I am damn good gymnast, and so, my folks sent me off
one summer to gym camp and I met this gal.

Dark haired, pale white skin, very aristocratic looking, pretty,
and great personality. I geuss she saw the submissive side
of my nature. Well, one night, during the weekend, she got
me drunk and took me. She tied me up and I stayed tied the
whole weekend, she made me eat her, and lick and tongue her
body.

She poured candle wax all over me, hit my face, broke my lips.

Gagged me with her dirty panties, not one but three of them
forced into my mouth and electrical taped into place.

Kept like that for a while, thrown on the sofa, and she would
sit right on my stomach. Yeah, got whipped, and beaten.
Not to mentioned dildo fucked vaginally and anally.

We stayed in camp for three more weeks, and I was her pussy slave.
I did not mind, I considered myself very fortunate to be her
slave, hey, it was all I wanted.

My whole existence was to serve her. And that gave me great joy.

I guess people not having the inclination, or the desire to live
this kind of life would think it odd. But I tell you this, I loved her.
I would have laid my life down for her. I would have.

Not soon after we departed, never saw her anymore, we gave
each other mailing address, promised to write, but you know
how all that goes. Well, my oldes sister came back and she
began the same old ritual abuse of me. But this time she was
surprised. She notice the matruity of the way I would handle
my abuse. Yeah, she loved me, she hugged me, she kissed me
and said I was a good little kitten. She looked me in the eye
and said that I had been broken and trained.

I didn't smile, no facial expressions. Anything like that in front
of your mistress would have resulted in a quick hard slap to your
face. So I knelt down, grabbed and caressed her legs.
She bent down and kissed my forehead. And there I was, yes.
Me and my sister were as perfect as slave and mistress.

And I loved her. Would die for her. Yes, Yes, Yes.

HellishTreat · 12-29-2005, 12:36 AM

The best story on this board (including mine).

Bravo!!!

01-06-2006, 03:22 AM

tanya was here

KittahKat · 01-08-2006, 07:39 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by meathunt

For me it started when I started having sex with a girl who loved very very rough sex and abuse.

She loved having it forced down her throat, being strangled, having her cunt and face slapped, being made to drink piss, being gangbanged, fisted, basically anything abusive she was into it. Given enough time I know I would dhave even been able to get her to do k9.

Unfortunately, she moved away due to work commitments and I have been left alone with my fantasies, which have now expanded to include this topic too.

I'd be more than happy to take her place

Only fisting wouldnt be an option as my pussy is really really tight, I'm 18 from manchester.
x

sams198 · 01-08-2006, 11:54 AM

Good ole detective magazines and, to a lesser extent, Men's Adventure type mags. The covers were the major source of excitement...there was often nothing much inside. But the covers were pure eye candy to me. Many of them featured women tied up, many gagged, with their clothes ripped open, exposing lacy lingerie (and often a SLIP, which is my thing).

Most of the time, there was some other peril there, often a man with a knife or a gun. I'd stand there at the magazine rack in a store with a tremendous erection, trying to hide it! When I was old enough to buy them, I did. Sadly, today's issues don't have anything like that on them.

kinki6419 · 01-10-2006, 06:11 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Grm

How did you guys get into rape fantasy?
grm

Well i'm not a guy, but if your still interested it was my stepdad that got me started, but if you want to know anymore than that you'll have to pm me. Not discussing it here for obvious reasons.

alisa · 01-10-2006, 11:27 AM

i will never forget. mine happened about 2 years ago when i was watching a jodi foster movie at home where she got raped. instead of feeling sorry or angry for her i kept rewinding the tape over and over and wanting to be in her place. i've kept those feelings hidden ever since.

Echo · 01-10-2006, 01:34 PM

I think my first force fantasies were when I was 7 or 8 and saw a preview for a horror movie. I only remember a few seconds of the preview: a woman was walking towards the front door of a house and an invisible man or creature or whatever ripped her shirt. She started screaming and flailing her arms and the invisible thing ripped her shirt a few more times.

I remember having a lot of fantasies about being invisible and sneaking up on women and tearing their clothes off. I was probably too young to really know what sex is, but I knew that I wanted to rip the clothes off of pretty girls!

Rogue · 02-22-2006, 11:02 PM

For me I think it started in this film where a cop handcuffed a stripper to the chandeliers in her house and fucked her. Bondage had always turned me on when I was younger anyway. Also at the time I would constantly fantasize about taking one of my teachers, "innocent" black mailing at first, beautiful in my own mind. Then I began recreating that film scene with her, enjoying it more when she didn't consent. Although it was not rape in the film, as he put the cuffs on her she said no, but he did it anyway and kissed her hard. I never understood why I liked that part the best...until my teacher fantasies, which remain my favourite today. Movies like Hollow Man increased it to a fascination as to how each movie portrayed it, the psychology etc.

Kinnik · 02-22-2006, 11:17 PM

When I was a young teen my friends and I would share any dirty
magazines we could get a hold of. Mostly it was anything with nudity
and the usual titty magazine stuff but once someone brought a
magazine with some bondage and rape comics and stories.
Pretty crude stuff, girls tied up by their evil step-dads who then
shoved vegetables up their snatch, but were the other guys were
really just as happy with the endless full color close-ups of boobs I
couldnt stop thinking about those comics.

PrettyNilla · 02-23-2006, 07:29 AM

I found my brothers stack of porn when I was 14-15 something, and in one of the magazines was a story about a woman being raped in a prison. I got so horny reading it I got a knot in my stomach and my breathing changed. I've had these fantasies ever since, and enjoyed them a lot.

12-21-2005, 04:29 AM	#1
Grm Banned Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: The Black Country Posts: 956 Reputation: 1332	What got you started? All my fantasies about rape are just that, fantasies. Like most fantasies they started during my adolescence, when I read a good old bodice ripper, (of my mothers),in it the heroine was in constant danger of 'a fate worse than death'. The idea of a woman being held down by a mob, stripped and raped repeatedly got my young mind really turned on.Of course the heroine was always rescued in the nick of time, very frustrating. So I began writing stories with a more favourable outcome. It never occured to me that others might have similar fantasies, so it was a furtive and secret activity, until many years later I discovered the internet and found like minded souls who actually wanted to read my stories. How did you guys get into rape fantasy? grm

12-21-2005, 08:32 AM	#2
menace Privileged Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Who knows? Posts: 2,436 Reputation: 26964	For me too it was in adolesence, but it was the movies for me. Namely "Straw Dogs" and "Hollow Man" Last edited by menace; 12-21-2005 at 10:53 AM.

12-21-2005, 01:42 PM	#4
Jason Junior Member Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 5 Reputation: 10	Tv For me it started with a TV program or maybe a movie on TV. It was a PI type program. Some hood had a beef with the private dick so he called into his place. His wife told him he wasn't there. He said "Fine, I'll wait". When she said he wouldn't be back for hours, he said "Good, then I'm gonna do something I've been wanting to do since I laid eyes on you". I was only 10 or 11 at the time but the thought you could just force a woman like that got me totally hot.

12-27-2005, 01:13 PM	#7
kredison Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Greater Cincinnati Posts: 55 Reputation: 14	flashback... What started it for me? I remember being in 7th grade and knowing this girl who lived fairly close to me. Living in a rural area, I thought about how easy it would be to sneak down to her trailer one night and rape her the whole night while her parents were asleep. She was a real bitch to a lot of people and even though she was not that great looking, she had a nice ass and large set of tits for a 7th grader. Obviously my fantasies, or at least the victims thereof have matured as I have grown older. They have grown much darker, especially after having gone to college. I dated a girl who was a real slut and loved it rough- too bad I was to nice to capitalize on it. I should ring her up and see what she would think of some nipple torture... Anyway, that's how my depravity got started :-p

12-28-2005, 01:49 PM	#8
Sandra Newman Junior Member Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 1 Reputation: 10	A book. It started for me when I was just 13. I had played with my fingers and clit many times before. This time I took an erotic stories book from my older sister while she was attending a party one night. One of the stories was about a 40's years old virgin nurse. The story described her as a non atractive woman who arrived in her 40's still virgin and playing with her fingers every night to calm down her vulva urges. One night when she left the hospital at a late hour, one man kidnapped her with a knive on her throat, took her beyond some bushes and began to rape her. At first she only felt pain and humiliation but as the rapist humped inside, she began to consider that was her first intercourse and it could be the last one, so she tried to enjoy it and she got it. Since then, I have been into rape fantasies and getting wonderful orgasm with them. Kisses to all of you. Sandra. sandnew29@hotmail.com

12-21-2005, 11:56 AM	#3
jon34 Junior Member Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 7 Reputation: 10	as a young teen we used to hang about in mixed groups and one of the dares/games was to get the panties off one of the girls,it was such a turn on with a dozen hands trying to get her panties off as she tried to stop us thats as far as it went but it think thats where my fantises come from

12-22-2005, 12:22 PM	#5
meathunt Junior Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 8 Reputation: 10	For me it started when I started having sex with a girl who loved very very rough sex and abuse. She loved having it forced down her throat, being strangled, having her cunt and face slapped, being made to drink piss, being gangbanged, fisted, basically anything abusive she was into it. Given enough time I know I would dhave even been able to get her to do k9. Unfortunately, she moved away due to work commitments and I have been left alone with my fantasies, which have now expanded to include this topic too.

12-28-2005, 01:58 PM	#9
Grm Banned Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: The Black Country Posts: 956 Reputation: 1332	Dear sandra welcome to our degenerate band, I'm sure some of our stalwart men will step forward, with rope and a bulge in their pants ready to fulfill your fantasies. grm

12-29-2005, 12:04 AM	#10
toromieda Senior Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 105 Reputation: 84	I don't really care if you believe this or not. But here goes. I used to help daddy put up fences around the ranch. Was about 13 or so at that time. And I wore pulll over shirt, no bra, cloth shorts, no panties, and I was stringing along some rope from pole to pole and straddled the rope between my legs, now, some of the workers helping my daddy accidentally pulled on the rope, the rope became taut and pulled right in between my pussy lips. Well, it felt different, I sort of liked the sensation. So, what I would do, was to take some rope and work it between my lips and and move it back and forth. The rougher the rope, the better I felt. As a matter of fact, I tied a crotch rope around my waist and crotch and wore it under my full school uniform. Damn, it was such a turn on. Needless to say, it was no great leap from there to an interest in bondage. Being masochistic as I was, would spend hours daydreaming about being kidnapped, stripped, bound and gagged, and taken. Well, I am damn good gymnast, and so, my folks sent me off one summer to gym camp and I met this gal. Dark haired, pale white skin, very aristocratic looking, pretty, and great personality. I geuss she saw the submissive side of my nature. Well, one night, during the weekend, she got me drunk and took me. She tied me up and I stayed tied the whole weekend, she made me eat her, and lick and tongue her body. She poured candle wax all over me, hit my face, broke my lips. Gagged me with her dirty panties, not one but three of them forced into my mouth and electrical taped into place. Kept like that for a while, thrown on the sofa, and she would sit right on my stomach. Yeah, got whipped, and beaten. Not to mentioned dildo fucked vaginally and anally. We stayed in camp for three more weeks, and I was her pussy slave. I did not mind, I considered myself very fortunate to be her slave, hey, it was all I wanted. My whole existence was to serve her. And that gave me great joy. I guess people not having the inclination, or the desire to live this kind of life would think it odd. But I tell you this, I loved her. I would have laid my life down for her. I would have. Not soon after we departed, never saw her anymore, we gave each other mailing address, promised to write, but you know how all that goes. Well, my oldes sister came back and she began the same old ritual abuse of me. But this time she was surprised. She notice the matruity of the way I would handle my abuse. Yeah, she loved me, she hugged me, she kissed me and said I was a good little kitten. She looked me in the eye and said that I had been broken and trained. I didn't smile, no facial expressions. Anything like that in front of your mistress would have resulted in a quick hard slap to your face. So I knelt down, grabbed and caressed her legs. She bent down and kissed my forehead. And there I was, yes. Me and my sister were as perfect as slave and mistress. And I loved her. Would die for her. Yes, Yes, Yes.

12-29-2005, 12:36 AM	#11
HellishTreat Banned Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 20 Reputation: 10	Beautiful The best story on this board (including mine). Bravo!!!

01-06-2006, 03:22 AM	#12
Tanya Guest Posts: n/a	tanya was here Last edited by Tanya; 11-23-2006 at 05:39 PM.

01-08-2006, 11:54 AM	#14
sams198 Junior Member Join Date: Jan 2006 Posts: 23 Reputation: 17	How I started Good ole detective magazines and, to a lesser extent, Men's Adventure type mags. The covers were the major source of excitement...there was often nothing much inside. But the covers were pure eye candy to me. Many of them featured women tied up, many gagged, with their clothes ripped open, exposing lacy lingerie (and often a SLIP, which is my thing). Most of the time, there was some other peril there, often a man with a knife or a gun. I'd stand there at the magazine rack in a store with a tremendous erection, trying to hide it! When I was old enough to buy them, I did. Sadly, today's issues don't have anything like that on them.

01-10-2006, 11:27 AM	#16
alisa Junior Member Join Date: Jan 2006 Posts: 7 Reputation: 10	i will never forget. mine happened about 2 years ago when i was watching a jodi foster movie at home where she got raped. instead of feeling sorry or angry for her i kept rewinding the tape over and over and wanting to be in her place. i've kept those feelings hidden ever since.

01-10-2006, 01:34 PM	#17
Echo Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Boston, USA Posts: 69 Reputation: 1775	I think my first force fantasies were when I was 7 or 8 and saw a preview for a horror movie. I only remember a few seconds of the preview: a woman was walking towards the front door of a house and an invisible man or creature or whatever ripped her shirt. She started screaming and flailing her arms and the invisible thing ripped her shirt a few more times. I remember having a lot of fantasies about being invisible and sneaking up on women and tearing their clothes off. I was probably too young to really know what sex is, but I knew that I wanted to rip the clothes off of pretty girls!

02-22-2006, 11:02 PM	#18
Rogue Immoral Irishman Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 1,344 Reputation: 20982	For me I think it started in this film where a cop handcuffed a stripper to the chandeliers in her house and fucked her. Bondage had always turned me on when I was younger anyway. Also at the time I would constantly fantasize about taking one of my teachers, "innocent" black mailing at first, beautiful in my own mind. Then I began recreating that film scene with her, enjoying it more when she didn't consent. Although it was not rape in the film, as he put the cuffs on her she said no, but he did it anyway and kissed her hard. I never understood why I liked that part the best...until my teacher fantasies, which remain my favourite today. Movies like Hollow Man increased it to a fascination as to how each movie portrayed it, the psychology etc.

02-22-2006, 11:17 PM	#19
Kinnik Junior Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Posts: 15 Reputation: 10	When I was a young teen my friends and I would share any dirty magazines we could get a hold of. Mostly it was anything with nudity and the usual titty magazine stuff but once someone brought a magazine with some bondage and rape comics and stories. Pretty crude stuff, girls tied up by their evil step-dads who then shoved vegetables up their snatch, but were the other guys were really just as happy with the endless full color close-ups of boobs I couldnt stop thinking about those comics.

02-23-2006, 07:29 AM	#20
PrettyNilla Junior Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Posts: 6 Reputation: 12	I found my brothers stack of porn when I was 14-15 something, and in one of the magazines was a story about a woman being raped in a prison. I got so horny reading it I got a knot in my stomach and my breathing changed. I've had these fantasies ever since, and enjoyed them a lot.