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kilgore74 · 12-13-2010, 01:57 PM

Have an idea for rp. I will play a roadie for successful band. Need victim girl, desperate to meet band. Maybe even a few other roadies could join in the humiliation. Anybody interested?.

Truecelt · 12-13-2010, 02:03 PM

Humilation and gangrape nice combination

kilgore74 · 12-14-2010, 02:19 AM

Try to find victim. If I do, do you fancy joining the fun. More rapists the better

kilgore74 · 12-16-2010, 12:19 PM

Shame no takers on my idea. Any tips on getting one started. Cheers

nikigirl · 12-16-2010, 10:01 PM

dont lost hope dear, I am willing to join ur band....

kilgore74 · 12-17-2010, 02:27 AM

Thanks for the reply. I have loads of good ideas got rp, stories etc. Just that I am new to this forum stuff and not sure how to get it from my head onto paper. I might try a simple rp or story first

kilgore74 · 12-17-2010, 01:44 PM

I am going to start and see if anyone wants to jump in.

Let me introduce myself, my names Bob. I am head roadie for a big band, I won't bother with their name as its my story that your interested in. See being head roadie brings a lot of hassle, however it also bears one huge perk. This perk involves me deciding who gets backstage with the band. A job I take pride in completing, each gig I prepare for the groupies to beg me to let them meet the band. Anyway back to my story, I start to scan the crowd, see if any of these desperate whores takes my fancy. There are several obvious sluts tonight, but I don't like the easy ones. I prefer a fight, see I got a room just behind the stage ready, that way the music blocks out the screams. I continue scanning the crowd, girls of all age, just waiting to catch a glimpse from their idols, unaware that one of them is in for a gig they will never forget.

alyss24 · 12-17-2010, 02:19 PM

Hi...I'm about 24 years old and I've come to this concert only because some of my music-crazy friends persuaded me to. I don't have a good idea about mosh-pits or similar concerts so I've put on the usual casual wear for me (white sleeveless top, black/green patterned polyester skirt that flows out like a flower at the hem, and sandals, and a low-neck gypsy style sweater along with the usual undergarments). Not much make-up and my hairs are not tied. The name's Alyssa btw.

kilgore74 · 12-18-2010, 03:35 AM

Suddenly a girl enters my view, not at all the usual slut that comes to these gigs, she is dressed in a pretty skirt, I will have fun sliding my hands up that. I start to move closer, making sure I do not attract her attention. I start to notice her frustration, by her frowning, I can tell she has been brought here by friends who obviously love the band more than her. I start to circle her, I want to see her rump, by my mind the best part of any female. I am now only feet away, she is still completely unaware of my presence. I will go with my " tour of backstage" approach with this one, maybe a drink with a little extra kick.

alyss24 · 12-20-2010, 03:13 PM

Not really fitting in, I just followed my mates. Some handsome guy started singing in the stage and I started jumping up and down, keeping up with the bits. However, I realized I couldn't jump or dance like crazy as the air flow was pushing up my skirt and it was embarrassing to feel the air passing through my thighs like that. I wondered maybe that's why no other girls around me were wearing skirts. On the plus side, I wasn't sweating much. Soon, the way the guys and girls from the back started pushing in to the front was nearing the maniacal stage. Everybody wanted to get close to the stage and I at first tried to rest my arms somewhere to stop myself from pressing on the guy in front of me. I couldn't find a place and had to satisfy myself by pushing both the hands over my head and dancing.

kilgore74 · 12-21-2010, 01:16 AM

I can see the girl being shoved about. Everytime she jumps her skirt rises slightly. My cock starts to harden thinking about how damp and sweaty her panties will be. I step through the crowd, so I am now best to her. I feel fairly confident ds the work keeps me pretty muscular and I have never been called ugly. I start to attempt conversation with her. I mention that I work for the band and would she like a backstage tour, "better view, and no shoving", I state. I can tell she is thinking about it, little does this slut know she is in for shoving of a different kind.

kilgore74 · 12-21-2010, 01:18 AM

Don't know if any other attackers fancy joining, could be my crew, as long as Alyssa does not mind

alyss24 · 12-21-2010, 08:59 AM

Most of the guys that I meet generally end up hitting on me. The guy who just told me about the backstage thing, he seemed to be "safe"...well at least he's not hitting on me and giving me a better option. "Thanks!", I said with a smile and started following him. By the time I realized I had forgotten my friends, it was too late. I looked back and couldn't find their faces in the awful crowd. Tried screaming their names to no avail...just a nagging feeling of leaving myself vulnerable in a new place. "What's there to lose anyway, I can just come out and find my friends If I need to anytime from there", I thought as I slowly regained my composure and started following his steps again.

While I followed him, I still had that uneasy feeling that a girl instinctively would feel. It forced me to fold my hands below my boobs, take small steps and try to understand what's he on about. It didn't matter if I could meet the band, I was secretly celebrating about being able to leave the dense crowd and the sweaty hands that were already rubbing up against me.

kilgore74 · 12-21-2010, 01:38 PM

As I knew she fell for it. I led her to the green room. It was a medium size room couple of sofas a large coffee table in the middle, screens showing the band on stage. I led her into the room and opened a bottle of bubbly. Of course this was the only shit stuff, still with the little additive she would not care anyway. Have to be careful not to add too much, need her groggy not out cold. Guided her to the sofa whilst still giving her the bullshit. I don't know if she wa buying it but she took the glass and took a mouthful. This slut had it coming and she didn't have a clue about the rape kit under the table.

alyss24 · 01-04-2011, 04:07 PM

"What did you give me to drink?" By the time I uttered those words somehow, I could already feel the effect the drink was having on me. He gave me a questioning look and I immediately felt sorry. He didn't seem to be the harmful type. Something was wrong with my health and it probably wouldn't matter.

All of my friends that I left in the concert were sexually active somehow. I was the one who "apparently haven't had a bf for months". For this reason, I could feel the strange feeling a deer feels when she's being watched by the tiger. I knew I was making myself vulnerable to men. At the same moment I was being reckless.

"I'm sorry I really need to fix up my make-up could you please show me the way to the washrooms? " I blurted out and realized it also meant an invitation to a one-night stand. I didn't know why my reasoning was not working much anymore. I just hoped he wouldn't misinterpret me.

kilgore74 · 01-09-2011, 01:18 PM

I watched her drain the glass of champagne, she would feel the effects quickly. Just a small dose, enough to make her feel drunk, after all I wanted her to responsive to every action I imposed on her. Her breath started to slow, I watched her chest rise and fall, slow, deep trying to take in air. I imagined her head was starting to feel light. I slowly started to move closer, taking in her smell. I love the clean un-tainted smell of fuck meat. She now turned to me and slured "please my I use the bathrmum". This is my signal that the whore is ready for picking. "Sure" I state allowing myself a smirk. As she stands, she stumbled, I responded by catching her. I made sure one hand lands in her ass. I squeeze and feel a perfect fleshy cheek. My cock starts to harden as my heart speeds up. I can feel her un-steady on her feet. I trip her, making sure she does not realise it was intentional. As she lands on all fours, I grab a handful of hair and whisper into her ear "welcome backstage slut".

alyss24 · 01-09-2011, 03:40 PM

A hand on my bum - enough to kick me out of my slumber and make me careful. I can't really believe this. Did this guy just touch my arse? I look at his face , myself surprised and readying up to tell him some harsh words about respecting me and so on.

As I turn to him with speed such that my hairs take a flight through the air and land on my shoulders, adding to my feminine aura, I feel the calming effects of whatever the cunning prick has mixed in my drink. Then he trips me and I feel him calling me a slut in my ears.

I can't be wrong twice. While dressing up for the concert I noticed how my girl mates exchanged giggles when they saw me putting on a skirt as well as make-up. I get that they knew what could happen and how I could attract attention from the wrong kinda guy. To add salt to the injury, I was wearing 4-inch pencil high heels.

Damn it, I swear under my breath while I try to regain my composure and posture after I lose balance: I can feel other guys actually loving the look of my rear end while I struggle to stand on my pencil heels.

Letting strangers get a view of my special parts - has never been my character. I say damn it while I tell myself how fast I need to recover and make myself look decent again.

Then I hear the slut word. My sense of dignity and honor makes me want to hit him but my sense of decency first makes me ask him "Excuse meh?? Wha did u jus say ? " while I pull my hands out from his grasp and face him before I deliver him the punishment.

kilgore74 · 01-10-2011, 02:38 AM

I see her react to the insult. This makes it even better, I always enjoy taming the strong ones. I watch her struggling to stand, the dumb bitch wore heels and a skirt. It confirms that she wanted cock tonight, and boy I ain't going to disappoint her. Noticing she has now regained her composure, I wait for the attack. See the strong ones always attack back, I think this is due to nerves. She knows she is in a dangerous place and whimpering us not her style. I allow myself a smirk, I want to make her more pissed off, the angrier she gets the less control she maintains. I can see the smirk is having the desired effect. She rants for quite a while, respect blah blah. Then I speak, " listen good bitch, tonight you are nothing more than my fuck toy. As for resoect, you will learn respect for your master." With a quick sweep I take her off her feet, onto her arse. Her legs land spread and I slowly walk towards her. I make sure I take a long good stare at her panties, I will keep those as a trophy.

alyss24 · 01-11-2011, 02:38 PM

Hey !! Oii stooop it !

Too late for me? I can't believe it and don't want to believe. This guy who seems to be harmless just pulls up my legs and hits my pubic area with his hard-on. I can feel this hard-on right through my panty and the way my skirt's got bunched up around my waist made me feel like a slut.

I try squirming away from his grip, moving my hips left and right but he's pushing me so hard into the wall that I can't find a way out. Instead, I can feel his strength pushing the panty almost inside my vagina and what not...

I just can't take it anymore...because I know the way my body's responding and getting turned-on by this. I start slapping him and clawing my fingers into his eyes...

kilgore74 · 01-12-2011, 01:07 AM

The fight with this one is becoming good. I grab her gusset and can feel her pussy under under its cotton packaging. I can feel her getting damp. I think she is actually enjoying this. "You love this, you want my cock deep, don't you whore",I whisper into her ear. She trys to claw at my eyes, then she slaps me. She does not realise the fighting is making my cock even harder. I headbutt her, just to stop the bitch going for my eyes. "Stop fighting fuck meat" I shout at her, I know rip her top, releasing one side of her bra. I pull the tit from the bra, I get a handful, making sure to squeeze hard. The other hand has slipped three fingers up her, she is try to wriggle. I know she's enjoying herself she is becoming dripping wet. I start to ram three fingers in and out of her pussy. She slips a groan out, but then re-composes herself, pretending to hate it. "I know your loving this whore, your cunt is soaking, and you want my dick right up it, you filthy bint".

12-13-2010, 01:57 PM	#1
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	groping groupies Have an idea for rp. I will play a roadie for successful band. Need victim girl, desperate to meet band. Maybe even a few other roadies could join in the humiliation. Anybody interested?.

12-16-2010, 12:19 PM	#4
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	nobody interested Shame no takers on my idea. Any tips on getting one started. Cheers

12-17-2010, 02:27 AM	#6
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	thanks Thanks for the reply. I have loads of good ideas got rp, stories etc. Just that I am new to this forum stuff and not sure how to get it from my head onto paper. I might try a simple rp or story first

12-17-2010, 01:44 PM	#7
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	start I am going to start and see if anyone wants to jump in. Let me introduce myself, my names Bob. I am head roadie for a big band, I won't bother with their name as its my story that your interested in. See being head roadie brings a lot of hassle, however it also bears one huge perk. This perk involves me deciding who gets backstage with the band. A job I take pride in completing, each gig I prepare for the groupies to beg me to let them meet the band. Anyway back to my story, I start to scan the crowd, see if any of these desperate whores takes my fancy. There are several obvious sluts tonight, but I don't like the easy ones. I prefer a fight, see I got a room just behind the stage ready, that way the music blocks out the screams. I continue scanning the crowd, girls of all age, just waiting to catch a glimpse from their idols, unaware that one of them is in for a gig they will never forget.

01-09-2011, 03:40 PM	#17
alyss24 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 41 Reputation: 121	A hand on my bum - enough to kick me out of my slumber and make me careful. I can't really believe this. Did this guy just touch my arse? I look at his face , myself surprised and readying up to tell him some harsh words about respecting me and so on. As I turn to him with speed such that my hairs take a flight through the air and land on my shoulders, adding to my feminine aura, I feel the calming effects of whatever the cunning prick has mixed in my drink. Then he trips me and I feel him calling me a slut in my ears. I can't be wrong twice. While dressing up for the concert I noticed how my girl mates exchanged giggles when they saw me putting on a skirt as well as make-up. I get that they knew what could happen and how I could attract attention from the wrong kinda guy. To add salt to the injury, I was wearing 4-inch pencil high heels. Damn it, I swear under my breath while I try to regain my composure and posture after I lose balance: I can feel other guys actually loving the look of my rear end while I struggle to stand on my pencil heels. Letting strangers get a view of my special parts - has never been my character. I say damn it while I tell myself how fast I need to recover and make myself look decent again. Then I hear the slut word. My sense of dignity and honor makes me want to hit him but my sense of decency first makes me ask him "Excuse meh?? Wha did u jus say ? " while I pull my hands out from his grasp and face him before I deliver him the punishment. Last edited by alyss24; 01-09-2011 at 03:56 PM.

12-13-2010, 02:03 PM	#2
Truecelt Member Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Florida, USA Posts: 48 Reputation: 18	Humilation and gangrape nice combination

12-14-2010, 02:19 AM	#3
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	Try to find victim. If I do, do you fancy joining the fun. More rapists the better

12-16-2010, 10:01 PM	#5
nikigirl Privileged Member Join Date: Feb 2008 Posts: 385 Reputation: 21789	dont lost hope dear, I am willing to join ur band....

12-17-2010, 02:19 PM	#8
alyss24 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 41 Reputation: 121	Hi...I'm about 24 years old and I've come to this concert only because some of my music-crazy friends persuaded me to. I don't have a good idea about mosh-pits or similar concerts so I've put on the usual casual wear for me (white sleeveless top, black/green patterned polyester skirt that flows out like a flower at the hem, and sandals, and a low-neck gypsy style sweater along with the usual undergarments). Not much make-up and my hairs are not tied. The name's Alyssa btw.

12-18-2010, 03:35 AM	#9
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	Suddenly a girl enters my view, not at all the usual slut that comes to these gigs, she is dressed in a pretty skirt, I will have fun sliding my hands up that. I start to move closer, making sure I do not attract her attention. I start to notice her frustration, by her frowning, I can tell she has been brought here by friends who obviously love the band more than her. I start to circle her, I want to see her rump, by my mind the best part of any female. I am now only feet away, she is still completely unaware of my presence. I will go with my " tour of backstage" approach with this one, maybe a drink with a little extra kick.

12-20-2010, 03:13 PM	#10
alyss24 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 41 Reputation: 121	Not really fitting in, I just followed my mates. Some handsome guy started singing in the stage and I started jumping up and down, keeping up with the bits. However, I realized I couldn't jump or dance like crazy as the air flow was pushing up my skirt and it was embarrassing to feel the air passing through my thighs like that. I wondered maybe that's why no other girls around me were wearing skirts. On the plus side, I wasn't sweating much. Soon, the way the guys and girls from the back started pushing in to the front was nearing the maniacal stage. Everybody wanted to get close to the stage and I at first tried to rest my arms somewhere to stop myself from pressing on the guy in front of me. I couldn't find a place and had to satisfy myself by pushing both the hands over my head and dancing.

12-21-2010, 01:16 AM	#11
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	I can see the girl being shoved about. Everytime she jumps her skirt rises slightly. My cock starts to harden thinking about how damp and sweaty her panties will be. I step through the crowd, so I am now best to her. I feel fairly confident ds the work keeps me pretty muscular and I have never been called ugly. I start to attempt conversation with her. I mention that I work for the band and would she like a backstage tour, "better view, and no shoving", I state. I can tell she is thinking about it, little does this slut know she is in for shoving of a different kind.

12-21-2010, 01:18 AM	#12
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	Don't know if any other attackers fancy joining, could be my crew, as long as Alyssa does not mind

12-21-2010, 08:59 AM	#13
alyss24 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 41 Reputation: 121	Most of the guys that I meet generally end up hitting on me. The guy who just told me about the backstage thing, he seemed to be "safe"...well at least he's not hitting on me and giving me a better option. "Thanks!", I said with a smile and started following him. By the time I realized I had forgotten my friends, it was too late. I looked back and couldn't find their faces in the awful crowd. Tried screaming their names to no avail...just a nagging feeling of leaving myself vulnerable in a new place. "What's there to lose anyway, I can just come out and find my friends If I need to anytime from there", I thought as I slowly regained my composure and started following his steps again. While I followed him, I still had that uneasy feeling that a girl instinctively would feel. It forced me to fold my hands below my boobs, take small steps and try to understand what's he on about. It didn't matter if I could meet the band, I was secretly celebrating about being able to leave the dense crowd and the sweaty hands that were already rubbing up against me.

12-21-2010, 01:38 PM	#14
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	As I knew she fell for it. I led her to the green room. It was a medium size room couple of sofas a large coffee table in the middle, screens showing the band on stage. I led her into the room and opened a bottle of bubbly. Of course this was the only shit stuff, still with the little additive she would not care anyway. Have to be careful not to add too much, need her groggy not out cold. Guided her to the sofa whilst still giving her the bullshit. I don't know if she wa buying it but she took the glass and took a mouthful. This slut had it coming and she didn't have a clue about the rape kit under the table.

01-04-2011, 04:07 PM	#15
alyss24 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 41 Reputation: 121	"What did you give me to drink?" By the time I uttered those words somehow, I could already feel the effect the drink was having on me. He gave me a questioning look and I immediately felt sorry. He didn't seem to be the harmful type. Something was wrong with my health and it probably wouldn't matter. All of my friends that I left in the concert were sexually active somehow. I was the one who "apparently haven't had a bf for months". For this reason, I could feel the strange feeling a deer feels when she's being watched by the tiger. I knew I was making myself vulnerable to men. At the same moment I was being reckless. "I'm sorry I really need to fix up my make-up could you please show me the way to the washrooms? " I blurted out and realized it also meant an invitation to a one-night stand. I didn't know why my reasoning was not working much anymore. I just hoped he wouldn't misinterpret me.

01-09-2011, 01:18 PM	#16
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	I watched her drain the glass of champagne, she would feel the effects quickly. Just a small dose, enough to make her feel drunk, after all I wanted her to responsive to every action I imposed on her. Her breath started to slow, I watched her chest rise and fall, slow, deep trying to take in air. I imagined her head was starting to feel light. I slowly started to move closer, taking in her smell. I love the clean un-tainted smell of fuck meat. She now turned to me and slured "please my I use the bathrmum". This is my signal that the whore is ready for picking. "Sure" I state allowing myself a smirk. As she stands, she stumbled, I responded by catching her. I made sure one hand lands in her ass. I squeeze and feel a perfect fleshy cheek. My cock starts to harden as my heart speeds up. I can feel her un-steady on her feet. I trip her, making sure she does not realise it was intentional. As she lands on all fours, I grab a handful of hair and whisper into her ear "welcome backstage slut".

01-10-2011, 02:38 AM	#18
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	I see her react to the insult. This makes it even better, I always enjoy taming the strong ones. I watch her struggling to stand, the dumb bitch wore heels and a skirt. It confirms that she wanted cock tonight, and boy I ain't going to disappoint her. Noticing she has now regained her composure, I wait for the attack. See the strong ones always attack back, I think this is due to nerves. She knows she is in a dangerous place and whimpering us not her style. I allow myself a smirk, I want to make her more pissed off, the angrier she gets the less control she maintains. I can see the smirk is having the desired effect. She rants for quite a while, respect blah blah. Then I speak, " listen good bitch, tonight you are nothing more than my fuck toy. As for resoect, you will learn respect for your master." With a quick sweep I take her off her feet, onto her arse. Her legs land spread and I slowly walk towards her. I make sure I take a long good stare at her panties, I will keep those as a trophy.

01-11-2011, 02:38 PM	#19
alyss24 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 41 Reputation: 121	Hey !! Oii stooop it ! Too late for me? I can't believe it and don't want to believe. This guy who seems to be harmless just pulls up my legs and hits my pubic area with his hard-on. I can feel this hard-on right through my panty and the way my skirt's got bunched up around my waist made me feel like a slut. I try squirming away from his grip, moving my hips left and right but he's pushing me so hard into the wall that I can't find a way out. Instead, I can feel his strength pushing the panty almost inside my vagina and what not... I just can't take it anymore...because I know the way my body's responding and getting turned-on by this. I start slapping him and clawing my fingers into his eyes...

01-12-2011, 01:07 AM	#20
kilgore74 Member Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: devon Posts: 76 Reputation: 921	The fight with this one is becoming good. I grab her gusset and can feel her pussy under under its cotton packaging. I can feel her getting damp. I think she is actually enjoying this. "You love this, you want my cock deep, don't you whore",I whisper into her ear. She trys to claw at my eyes, then she slaps me. She does not realise the fighting is making my cock even harder. I headbutt her, just to stop the bitch going for my eyes. "Stop fighting fuck meat" I shout at her, I know rip her top, releasing one side of her bra. I pull the tit from the bra, I get a handful, making sure to squeeze hard. The other hand has slipped three fingers up her, she is try to wriggle. I know she's enjoying herself she is becoming dripping wet. I start to ram three fingers in and out of her pussy. She slips a groan out, but then re-composes herself, pretending to hate it. "I know your loving this whore, your cunt is soaking, and you want my dick right up it, you filthy bint".