This diary report happened in 8/1/02 , it was my first acted out fantasy and Thanks to Kristy Becker for inspiring me to use my diary for stories.
Dear diary:
Ok, I never meet guys from online, but this guy after about five E-mails had my deepest and darkest fantasies figured out to a “T”. He was quite discerning.
Rather than I insist that I meet him, he just told me where he’s gonna to be hanging out, and if I wanted to see him, I could just drop into this nightclub or that one or send a friend to check him out. Very non-pushy.
So, one night I did poke my head in a nightclub where he was, just to see if he’d be there like he said he would be and he was, hanging out with his friends. I watched him for a while from another table without introducing myself then I left. I e-mailed him when I got home and told him that I spied on him in the club. When he e-mailed me back, he seemed a little bummed out that I didn’t introduce myself, but he was cool about it.
I decided then that I was gonna have him help me act out my long-held fantasy, and so we talked by the phone where I gave him few details about what turns me on.
I told him that I used to hitchhike quite a bit when I was a young and foolish teen, but I don’t do that anymore. So, whenever a lone guy in a van would pick me up, I would fantasize right then and there that he would pull over on a deserted road and “have his way with me”. And it just so happened to be he drove a van, an old black one with deep tinted windows.
So, it was to go down something like this:
I would park my car near a major road near my house and pretend my car broke down, I would start walking down the road wearing my short denim skirt with a white tank top and black tights and 5-inch stilettos and he’ll pull up next to me like a good Samaritan and offer me a ride. We would make some small talk, and he would say a few things to make me nervous like: “You sure are pretty…I’m real lonely tonight”.
Suddenly he would pull off the road and into a farmer’s large cornfield, then grab me and restrain me. If it was raining or cold out, he’d take me in the back of his van…but if it was a nice night he’d pull me into the field at a clearing amid the tall corn and stake me out onto the ground then either rip or cut my clothes off.
I gave him permission to use whatever force was necessary against me, but I had some rules and so did he.
1. No biting, hitting or kicking.
2. No blood. If either of us caused a drop of bloodshed, the game is over.
3. The use of a safe word or signal. If I said apple or if I gave the middle finger with either hand that means the game is off.
4. This game between us would be a onetime thing. And he doesn’t know my real name or my address or where I worked or my phone #.
So, everything was going as planned. I ran out of gas, and he picked me up right on schedule. He remembered to say a few things to make me nervous, then he whipped his van into a cornfield.
It was a beautiful clear night, and he dragged me away from the van to a small clearing in the middle of the corn and wrestled me down to the ground. He pulled a knife which scared me for a second, but he only used it to cut four lengths of clothesline from a roll that he had stuffed in his pocket.
He tied my hands securely to an old small tree stump, then he tied my right black nylon clad leg to a Goddamn cornstalk, then he pulled my denim skirt up over my waist and he cut my pink panties off and also a hole in my black tights, then he tied my left black nylon clad leg to another cornstalk.
He left my 5-inch heels on then he pulled my blouse up over my head, and my black lace bra snapped in the back, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for him to roll to my side so all he did was put the blade of his knife in between my tits and pulled upward and my bra just popped off.
He did the same to my shoulder straps and then he pulled the rest of my bra from underneath me and forced it into my mouth and wrapping it with the rest of the clothesline then tying it into a bow and making it into an effective gag. So much for yelling out apple, I looked up to make sure my hands were still visible, and they weren’t, my blouse was covering them up.
He looked up there to make sure I wasn’t giving him the safe signal. He moved the blouse a little, so he could see. I was starting to get really scared but when he did that, I knew everything was cool.
He dropped his pants and just took me really rough, he guided his 7-inch cock through the cut hole through my tights and just shoved and thrusted it into me, as my eyes grew wide with tears and with the gag in my mouth all you could hear from me was, “Mmmmmmmmphh !!!!! Mmmmmmpph”!!!
He fucked me roughly for a long time and I knew I would be very sore the next day. Finally, after what seemed like hours, I was ready for it to be over with, and finally it was when he grunted, and I felt his cock twitch and spasm inside me. Then I felt his warm sperm flood my womb. I totally forgot to tell him not to cum inside me, but now it’s too late and I’ll have to deal with that when the time comes.
He laid on top of me for what seemed like 15 minutes, and he looked straight into my eyes with a loving look. I don’t fucking need that, so I turned my head to the side not looking at him. Then he must have known that I only wanted him to fulfill my fantasy, not looking for love or a long-term relationship. He got off me and pulled his pants up.
Then all of a sudden, we both heard: “FREEZE !! NEW YORK STATE POLICE”!! That came from an authoritative female voice. I turned my head towards the voice, and she was wearing a nice set of black heels and a skirt. And she was holding a fucking gun and a flashlight, and she also had a detective badge clipped to her beltline of her skirt.
He didn’t fasten his pants yet, and they fell back down around his ankles. The female detective yelled out to him, “Don’t reach for anything !!! and put these on !! As I’m still fully staked out onto the ground, I saw her lower her flashlight but not her gun and tossed the handcuffs to the ground in front of him.
“Officer !!! This is all a misunderstanding”!!!! He pleaded with her.
“I don’t think so !!! Now put them on and be quiet !!!
“I’m terribly sorry Miss !!! But I can’t untie you or remove that gag out of your mouth right now !! I don’t have my partner with me !! I have to secure the prisoner back at my car and call and wait for back-up !! I’m all alone out here and as you’re not in any immediate danger my priority has to be to take him into custody !! Do you understand”!!!
I shook my head NO to her, but she said, “It’ll be about fifteen more minutes !! Just try to relax !! OK”!!!
As she took him to her cruiser, I heard a loud “BANG”!!!! (OMG !! OMG) She shot him, or he wrestled the gun from her and shot her. Either way this embarrassing little incident is going to make front page on the New York Post in the morning.
Thank God no one got shot, the gun went off when they were wrestling and now, I can see him dragging the female detective to the clearing and he slipped out of one side of the handcuffs and managed to slap it on her wrist, and now they were cuffed together.
But she had the cuff keys somewhere, so he forced her to the ground right beside me and pried her fingers open, and finding the cuff keys. He released himself. Then he ran the cuff chain beneath my arm and clicked it to her other wrist, so she was cuffed to my arm. Then he tossed the keys aside and tripped backwards over my body and landing on his ass.
“Fuck”!! He swore.
While he swore loudly the female detective whispered, “Don’t worry Miss. I can still protect you and I won’t let him touch you again”!!!!!
“You’ve got me as a hostage now !!! So let her go”!!! The female detective said.
“HOSTAGE !! I don’t want a fucking hostage !! I just don’t want to be arrested !! I just want to explain”!!
“Fine !!! Then let her go and I’ll listen to anything you have to say”!!!
“Let her go !!! Let her go !!! She WANTED this to happen”!!!! Don’t you get that !! She wanted it”!!!
“Oh yeah !! I can see by her cut tights and her heels and what’s left of her blouse that she was dressed up very provocatively !! Now you need to give me those keys and turn yourself in !! Do you understand”?
He took his knife out and I knew he was going to cut me loose, but the female detective freaked out,
“No !!! Put that away !! Listen to me !! You can do whatever you want to me !!! But just don’t hurt her anymore”!!!!
“I can do whatever I want to you”??
“Yes !! Yes !! Just put that knife away and you can have your way with me !!! OK”!!!!
“How about anal sex”!!!
“WHAT”!!??
“You know !! I fuck your ass”!!!!
“Uhh !! Ok !! Sure !! You can do it that way If you want !! But you have to let her go first”!! He already put his knife away and was moving up behind her.
“I can’t do that !! Her being gagged and tied up is the only thing holding YOU in place !! But if you consent to this sex act I’ll give you my word that I’ll let you two, go as soon as I’m done”!!!
“Do you believe him”?? The female detective whispers to me.
I answered the best that I could being gagged and tied up.
“Mmmmph” I nodded yes.
I watched her face as he lifted up her skirt and heard her pantyhose being ripped in which the sound of it being ripped made my pussy get all wet and sensitive again, and I could tell by the look on her face the exact moment his cock touched her ass.
Her breathing became very heavy and erratic, “Can’t he see its too tight ? Can’t he see he’s too big ? Can’t he understand that it won’t fit without any lube ? Can’t he tell that I’m a virgin back there”??
I read all those thoughts on her face, then suddenly her eyes bulged out with tears streaming down her cheeks and her hands and fingernails gripped tightly into my arm. Her anal rape was just starting.
It lasted longer than my fantasy (pretend) rape, and the female detective was in constant agony throughout her anal rape. As she looked into my eyes, I can see more tears running down her face and I felt matching tears running down my cheeks.
After he took his cock out of her ass which I presume there was a large amount of his sperm and her blood spurting out, he untied my black nylon clad legs, but he left the gag in my mouth. Then he untied my arms and retied the rope around the detective’s handcuffs and leaving her there as he gathered all my clothes and pulled me by my arm back to his van.
He helped me into his van as I stumbled in my 5-inch heels, he got in and without saying a word he drove me back to my car and let me out. The only thing he said before he left me was, “Don’t worry !! I’m not going to kill the female detective !! I have other plans for her !! Then he sped off back to the cornfield to collect his prized capture.
There was nothing in the news on what transpired that night six months ago. I assume that female detective is living out her life in a soundproof room somewhere in this state, getting raped and sodomized daily from that man, and for some reason he let me go, and I did have a pregnancy test done one month later and thank God it came back negative. END OF DIARY REPORT 8/1/02 .
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