Raped by my tinder date

Raped by my tinder date ( rapefantasies / Inevitable_Pie_4792 ) As soon as let me inside his apartment and closed the door, he threw me up against the wall. He’d told me we were going to watch a movie, but he clearly had other plans. Before I had time to process what was happening, his hands found my throat immediately, and he began choking me as he whispered menacingly in my ear, “Don’t even try to fight this. You won’t win.” I let out a whimper, but it only encouraged him. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me down the hallway into his bedroom. He immediately pushed me down onto the bed and ripped my shirt off over my head, greedy fingers tearing at my bra. “Stop it!” I gasped. “Shut the fuck up,” he snarled, and ripped my bra free, exposing my breasts. I tried to cover myself, but he grabbed my arms and pinned them up above my head with one arm, then began tugging my jeans down my thighs with the other. “Please stop,” I gasp, writhing underneath him as he trailed rough, claiming scratches down my stomach and legs. Once he’d freed me of my clothes, he pinned me down beneath him, stripping his shirt off and undoing his zipper. He pulled his massive cock out of his pants and brought it to my face, shoving it in my mouth. I tried to pull my head back, tried to fight him with my arms, but he was too strong. He smacked me across the face again for protesting, then pinned my arms down with a grip so hard I knew it’d leave a mark around my wrists. He shoved his long, thick cock back into my mouth, thrusting all the way in until he hit the back of my throat, gagging me. I struggled again, trying one more time to turn my face away, but he gripped my head with both hands and slammed his cock all the way into the back of my throat once more, smiling at my choking. “Don’t even try to talk, bitch. I’m taking you however the fuck I want.” Every time I tried to cry out or move my head, he’d sink his knees into my shoulders and crush his weight into me, burying his cock so deeply into my throat I couldn’t breathe. He throat fucked me for several minutes like that, my jaw aching, spit trailing down my mouth from the relentless pounding into my throat. Finally he withdrew from my mouth, and as I finally got a breath of hair, and his hands found my thighs and yanked my legs apart for him. “I’ve been thinking about fucking this pussy nonstop since we started talking,” he breathed, watching me tremble and shudder as his fingers ghosted over my center. “Please stop,” I whispered, jaw aching from the throat fucking, desperate for this to be over soon. “Let me go, please.” “Stop fucking talking,” he growled, and smacked my clit with a hard spank, sending me writhing underneath him. “Quit squirming,” he ordered, spanking my clit again, hard. “You’re going to love this.” “No,” I whispered, still reeling from the pain. “Please. I don’t want this.” “I don’t give a shit,” he spat, then covered my lips with his palm, pushing his hand over my mouth, silencing me. I tried to speak, but his hand prevented me, the other hand yanking my legs further apart, spreading me wider. Suddenly, he shoved inside me without warning. He pushed his full length into me, hard, before quickly withdrawing, giving me only a heartbeat to adjust to the sheer size of him before he slammed home again, causing me to cry out in pain. “Fuck, that hurts,” I gasped, as he thrust with full force, balls slamming into my cunt with each impact. “You’re so big, I can’t take it.” “Should we switch to a different hole, then?” he asked, pulling out and thrusting back in. “You’re right — This hole’s a bit too wet anyway. Let’s see how well you can take me in your ass.” “No,” I moaned, but he was already flipping me over. “Please, no. It’s going to hurt.” He yanked my ass up, pulling my legs apart and grinding against my butt. “Do you think I give a single fuck about that?” His hard, long cock was rubbing up and down my ass, teasing me. “I hope it hurts. It’ll teach you a lesson you need to learn.” Before I could protest, he spread my cheeks apart and forced himself into my assholr, not giving me a single drop of spit or a moment to adjust. “Fuck!” I cried out, pain flooding into me as his full length forced itself inside my ass. “You’re so huge, I can’t take it!” “Yes, you will take it,” he corrected me, pushing even deeper. “You’re going to take this cock all the way inside, so deep you feel it in your intestines.” I groaned in agony as his length widened my asshole. “You could at least give me some lube,” I moaned, my legs beginning to shake with the force of him ripping into my ass. “Hell no,” he spat, and spanked me so hard the noise echoed throughout the room. “Don’t you give me that attitude. You’re going to take it nice and dry, and I hope it hurts you.” He smacked me again, several times, so hard I knew bruises would follow. I hated how much the marks of him turned me on. He thrust into my ass again, and I squirmed and writhed, crying out. “Please,” I moaned, his cock so rough inside me my stomach curled. “It’s so deep, it hurts, it hurts.” He let out a wicked laugh, and thrust even harder. I screamed, beginning to collapse forward, but he grabbed my thighs. “Don’t you try to squirm away from me,” he hissed, yanking my butt back to him. “Get that ass back up in the air. Hold yourself up high for me. There you go. You’re such a filthy little slut.” He smacked me again with brutal force as he spread my ass open wide for him. “Look at how you’re already gaping open for me.” I bit back another scream as his rock hard cock again slammed into my ass. It hurt like a bitch, and I knew he was delighting in my discomfort. “Please,” I moaned in agony again, my legs trembling as he tore my ass open with his probing dick. “It hurts so bad, please.” Another painful, dry, violating slam into my tight, raw, hole. “Good, I want it to hurt,” he said, and I could tell from the growl in his voice that he meant it. “You’ve been so naughty, tempting me with those texts you sent me. Your hole deserves to hurt.” I groaned, clenching tightly as each thrust sent ripples of aching pain all through my backside. He moaned at my clenching. “God,” he panted, slamming into my asshole again and again. “I love how tight you are, the way you squeeze around my cock.” “It fucking hurts,” I breathed, tears beginning to form in my eyes from the searing pain. He was so deep, it felt like he was rearranging my organs. “You’re ripping my ass apart, you arrogant asshole.” “Good,” he growled, his thrusts so hard I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out again. “I want this ass to bleed by the time I’m through with you.” “Please stop,” I gasped, my legs giving out in a trembling collapse. “I can’t take it.” “Yes, you fucking can,” he snarled, grabbing my hips and yanking me back to him. “Pull your ass back for me, and spread those cheeks nice and wide.” He pounded into me mercilessly with each word, and self-hatred roiled through me in confusing, terrible waves of pain and pleasure. I yelled into the pillow, each thrust sending shooting pain through my whole ass. “It’s so fucking deep,” I moaned, “I can’t take all of you.” “Yes,” he thrust into my ass. “You. Can.” He slammed his full length into me, accenting each word. “You can, and you will. You will do exactly what daddy wants. Now shut your whore mouth, and spread your fucking cheeks.” I trembled as he withdrew from my hole, spreading my cheeks wide as he requested. He let out a soft moan of approval as he saw the gape he’d created. “Oh fuck yeah, look at how much I’ve stretched you. You opened right up for me. I love seeing that hole gape for my dick.” Trembling in agony and rage, I spat out, “Stop it, you mother fucker.” He slapped me, yanking my head back by the hair. “Shut. Your. Bitch. Ass. Up.” He pounded into my ass mercilessly with each word, and I screamed into his pillow from the toe-curling mixture of excruciating pain and cramping in my stomach. He was so far up my ass, I could feel a bulge in my abdomen. “Fuck you,” I moaned, reaching behind me to claw at his strong arms as he destroyed my dry, aching ass. “I hate you so much.” “No you don’t,” he said teasingly, slowing his pace for a brief moment before slamming back into me, all the way in. “You love this shit, you filthy slut.” I tried to reply, but then he was flipping me again, and I gasped as he threw me back onto my back. He tossed my legs up over his shoulders with an effortless grip, and slammed back into my asshole before I could even draw air into my lungs. I cried out, and he clapped his hand over my mouth, muffling my groans of pain. “Shut the fuck up and take it,” he commanded, sliding his hand from my mouth down to my throat. His fingers closed around my neck and gripped, hard, choking the air out of me. I felt my lungs squeeze, throat constricting, my heartbeat pounding senselessly through my chest. “Let me go,” I choked out, but he only squeezed my throat harder. “I said, Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” Each word was a ridiculously hard, earth-shattering thrust, so deep into me that I did in fact feel him in my intestines. One hand choking me, the other still covering my mouth, I could barely breathe, and the pain was overwhelming. Agony tore through me each time he did, and I began to sob from pain and rage. “Please stop, please,” I tried to murmur, tears streaming down my cheeks, and in response he slapped me again across the face. The sting infuriated me, and I tried to struggle again but he only pinned me down into the mattress as he began to slam harder and harder into my ass. His grip around my throat was so tight I began to see stars, choking underneath him, and just when I thought I might die, I felt a burst of warmth flood into my ass. raped,tinder,date,raped tinder date