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The following is a written version of a fantasy Ive had. While sitting with my lover, we sometimes come up with ideas for role-play scenes wed like to enact.
Since we are both consenting adults with lots of pre-arranged understanding, role-play is lots of fun. We do not, however, condone rape in any form, and we do not condone non-consensual sex, nor sex with minors, in any way.
The characters in this story are strictly consenting adults who pre-arrange to take on the roles as written.
If you cant differentiate between consensual adult sex games and rape, please see our Main Page and Information Section before reading any further.
Caitlyn eagerly awaited 6pm. She liked the way Mr. Sapirt's hands made her feel. In class that day, when he looked at her, she blushed, looking at her textbook. She did not find him attractive, but the thought of his caress on her back, her shoulders, her belly... The way he touched her made her feel very, very good. She wanted him to make her feel like that again. It was her little secret, the little pleasure she knew she could enjoy, but could not tell anyone.
She hardly had to knock before he opened the door for her. Sapirt silently greeted her, then motioned toward the couch; Caitlyn obediently resumed her position there, laying on her side, curling her arm around her breasts, her waistline exposed.
Sapirt settled in behind her. Damned little bitch wore a pleated miniskirt again. "She's really asking for it," Sapirt thought. He lay his hand directly on that creamy white thigh as he moved to adjust his position. Caitlyn stiffened, but she didn't move. Sapirt pretended it was an accident, but took the opportunity to slide his hand up her thigh higher, lifting her skirt just slightly, before he settled into place. He enjoyed the sight of her bare leg, so vulnerable, so accessible to him.
"Not yet, not yet," he told himself.
Again he took his time to caress her. Shoulder, arm, arm, shoulder. He let his thumb explore, he relished the feel of her body, telling himself all would come in good time. He touched her like a first lover, as a man who relished the feeling under his palm, never having experienced it before, gently exploring. Shoulderblade, waist, shoulderblade, shoulder.
To lull her to doing his bidding whenever he wanted was his ultimate goal.
Shoulder, elbow, arm, wrist, hand. He squeezed her to him, his arm wrapped outside her arm. Caitlyn's breathing softened, and she quietly cooed a purr of comfort, closing her eyes. Sapirt smiled, knowing he was gaining ground.
Sapirt took his time with the girl, but he had plans to advance tonight. After a while he moved his hand to her waist and gently tugged a bit at her blouse, pulling it up from under the hem of her skirt. Caitlyn protested softly, but Sapirt soothed, "Shhhhh....I won't tell anyone..." he joked, then whispered, "I won't do anything....just relax..." then he resumed. He pulled the blouse up just a little, just enough to expose a bit of flesh, and there he let his fingers wander a bit more. Caitlyn stiffened, but did not stop him. To rebuild her trust, he removed his hand, leaving the skin bare.
Caitlyn felt the cool air on her waistline, and almost wished he'd put his hand there again. Her emotions moved from comfortable to uncomfortable, but she didn't want him to stop. Silently, Caitlyn concentrated on her obligation -- to get the grade. Besides, she thought, it was their little "secret" - she could indulge and no one needed to know, Mr. Sapirt said he wouldn't tell anyone...
Waistline, ribcage, shoulderblade, shoulder. Shoulderblade, ribcage, waistline, bare skin. Sapirt slid his fingers in a bit further under the waistline of her blouse. Caitlyn sighed deeply. He pulled again at the blouse, freeing a little more exposure to her bare belly. Then quickly back outside again; spine, ribs, shoulderblade, shoulder. He repeated this several times, each time allowing himself a bit more access to her bare belly, each time lifting the blouse higher over her ribcage. When she shifted her arm to stop him in protest, he soothed her, "Shhhhhh....relax.... Just enjoy, I know you like it." And if she resisted too much he pushed back gently, saying, "Don't worry, I won't do *anything*."
Each time a bit more skin was exposed, Caitlyn's excitement grew. She'd never let a man touch her like this before, and she knew it was naughty, but it felt so good she didn't really want to stop, either. She tried to stop Sapirt several times, but he promised he'd be good, so she let him go on. Each time he promised he'd "not do anything," Caitlyn fell more deeply in excitement. She wasn't supposed to be doing this! But it felt so good!
After a while, when the girls breathing proved she was getting excited, Sapirt gently pulled her elbow, the arm acting as her 'barrier', back toward him, freeing her breasts to his eyes, freeing them for his advances. When Caitlyn resisted, Sapirt soothed, "Relax, I won't do anything. What are you afraid of?"
Caitlyn whispered, "I can't," her voice almost a whisper.
"I won't do anything. I won't hurt you," Sapirt whispered. He kissed her neck, under her ear, and as she softened her arm fell back where he wanted it. He was gaining more ground each minute.
Caitlyn felt paralyzed. The pleasure was making her ache between her legs. She wanted him to continue, but she knew she shouldn't. She ached to have him continue caressing her, but her mind struggled, telling her it was naughty. Good girls didn't *do* things like this. Good girls don't let teachers touch them like this.
Sapirt soothed again, his rhythmic caresses soothing Caitlyn into submission. After a long while of her calm, Sapirt moved his hand under her blouse to caress her bare belly. Suddenly she grabbed his wrist, with her outside hand, whispering, "No, please!" but Sapirt repeated his soothing assurances.
"Relax....enjoy......Let go......Give in to it..... It feels good, doesn't it?" Caitlyn nodded slightly.
Sapirt smiled to himself, watching her every response. "Good girl," he thought, "selling her soul to the devil."
"Enjoy....I won't do anything!"
When she protested too frequently, Sapirt returned to the "safe" caresses - her arm, her shoulder, her belly outside her blouse. When he noticed her breathing changing and becoming more staggered, he took advantage. This time he moved his fingers up over her arm, over the front of her shoulder, across the top of her neck and chest, not quite reaching her breasts.
Caitlyn responded well, her breathing deepened again and she moaned softly. Her legs clenched together. "You like this, don't you Caitlyn?" he whispered. Caitlyn didn't respond. Sapirt moved his fingertips lower, closer to her breasts. "You like this, I know you do."
Caitlyn turned as though to leave the couch. Sapirt held her firmly, preventing her from turning, whispering, "I won't do anything. Relax! I won't do anything...." until Caitlyn laid back again. "Mmmmmm, that's it. Let go....just relax and feel it..." Sapirt purred. He was getting further and further, and it would be very soon that he'd take full advantage of the situation!
Caitlyn's breasts felt on fire. She wanted so desperately for him to touch them, but she knew she should not. She knew that if she kept getting more and more excited, she'd give in, she'd want him to touch her...THERE...she would want to go "all the way"....and she couldn't do that!
Sapirt traced circles around Caitlyn's breasts, first wide, large circles. As he touched her he periodically whispered, "I won't do anything....Don't worry, I won't do anything..." When he felt her breathing change, when he felt he'd relaxed her enough, he closed in the circle just slightly. Caitlyn now whimpered when she tried to stop him. He pushed her hands away slowly but firmly, and pressed them underneath her, pinning them there. He closed the circle a little more.
"No please don't!" Caitlyn whimpered. She felt as though Sapirt's touches were hypnotizing her, that she was somehow losing power as her excitement grew.
"Shhhh," Sapirt soothed. "If you go, I'll tell everyone what a bad girl you are. I'll tell them how you came to my house and wanted me to touch you. It'll ruin your reputation. Just relax and I won't do anything. Remember our agreement and your grade. Relax...I won't do anything..."
Caitlyn's heart pounded. Sapirt's circles slowly became smaller, and smaller, until Caitlyn was panting, her breasts heaving before him. He could see her inner turmoil as her head turned away from him. He kissed her neck, taking advantage of the exposed area. Like a vampire taking his prey, or a lion attacking the most vulnarable part of an animal, Caitlyn seemed to crumble under him. Sapirt could feel the girl almost succumb to his kiss there. "Relax, I won't do anything," he encouraged.
All the while he was shifting his bodyweight to dominate the girl.
Finally Sapirt moved his fingers in to caress one of Caitlyn's nipples over her blouse. As though he'd shocked her with electricity, she gasped, her eyes flew open and she started to wriggle frantically, freeing her arms and grabbing Sapirt's wrists, prying one of her hands under his, covering her breast. "No please don't!" Caitlyn pleaded.
Sapirt debated how to deal with the girl. He knew he could easily overpower her, but it was not yet time for that. He wanted to lull her more deeply into his trap. "What are you afraid of, little Caitlyn. Why don't you just let go and enjoy....I know you like it.... Give in to me!"
"Mr. Sapirt, please! It's just that....I'm so excited and if you do THAT I might....I.... We can't! You can't do that!"
"You might what, Caitlyn?"
The girl stuttered, then quietly whimpered, "I might lose control!"
Sapirt smiled and leaned onto the girl, pressing her down, kissing her fully on the mouth. She pushed against him with weak arms, but could not move him. When he broke the kiss, she was gasping. Sapirt said, "Caitlyn, I told you - I won't do anything. If you go, your grade goes too. If you really want me to stop, after I *told* you I would not do anything, if you want to break our agreement and give up your grade, then go ahead and leave now."
Caitlyn felt trapped. If she left, he might tell someone what she did. She'd lose her grade. She'd lose everything. She couldn't go, but she didn't want to stay. Caitlyn's skin still sung from the excitement in her veins. Part of her didn't want to stop.
Caitlyn's eyes pleaded with him, but he stared at her resolutely. When she didn't answer, Sapirt's lips curled into an evil, subtle smile, and he slowly moved his hand again to cup the bottom of Caitlyn's breast. She closed her eyes heavily and turned her face away. "Such a pretty little girl," Sapirt whispered, as he gently brushed his thumb over Caitlyn's hardened nipple. Caitlyn gasped and moaned, her chest heaving up off the couch. "NOoooo," she whined, but Sapirt didn't stop. He took the nub between his thumb and forefinger, knowingly amplifying the torture he was building in the girl.
When Caitlyn was panting, Sapirt moved his hand to her other nipple. The girl whimpered and cried out, a delicious moan that made Sapirt grin, enjoying his victory. She pressed her legs together tightly, yet another sign to him that he was luring her into his trap. The movement gave Sapirt a delicious idea, and he moved to press a knee between her thighs.
Weakly Caitlyn protested, but the pleasure in her body was overwhelming, blinding her, robbing her of her defenses. She weakly turned her head, trying to escape the man, weakly trying to keep her knees pressed together, but he was much stronger than her and he easily wedged his leg between hers. As he shifted to move his other leg between hers, he took one hard nipple in one hand and put his mouth over her blouse, on the other.
Caitlyn gasped in erotic passion. Her mind fought. "NO please no no no," she whimpered softly, but her body had already given in. Caitlyn was afraid Sapirt would continue, and her whimpering began to turn to fear.
Sapirt lifted the girl's blouse and exposed her pert little breasts to his hungry eyes. Realizing the desperate situation, Caitlyn writhed frantically, her whimpering fear slowly turning to tears as she begged Sapirt to stop. "Oh, so beautiful....so attractive," he purred, ignoring her pleas. He plunged his mouth over her breast like a hungry animal, and began mauling the other breast roughly with his hand. He lunged his hips against the girl, lifting her skirt a bit further, skimpy panties the only obstacle between his hard cock and that hot, wet velvet, "Don't worry, I won't do anything," Sapirt repeated. To him, the words were meaningless. To the girl they were an assurance that reduced her defenses, giving him more power over her.
Caitlyn's head spun with the sensations overwhelming her body and the fear in her mind. She sensed the growing intensity and insistence in Mr. Sapirt and it frightened her, but the sensations of his touch made her feel weak, helpless, unable to defend herself. She was confused. She wanted to be touched, but wanted him to stop. She struggled to push against him, but she ached to have him continue. When she realized she could not stop him, a new fear began to cross her mind.
Pinned beneath him, the girl panicked, not able to move away from him, not knowing what to do. When he forced a kiss on her, she kissed back hoping to calm him down, hoping to regain some control over the situation. But she whimpered and pleaded, whispering, "Please stop, please Mr. Sapirt, no, please!" A tear of sexual frustration mixed with fear trickled down her cheek.
Sapirt ravished the hot body beneath him, devouring flesh as though a starving man. He kissed her neck hungrily, pawed her breasts for the pleasure of the softness under his rough hands, lunged his cock against her belly. He sucked her nipple and flicked his tongue over her while twisting the other in his hand, making her twist in erotic pleasure, deliberately weakening her already-hopeless defenses. When he felt her panic mounting and she started pushing more frantically against him, it excited him. She'd never scream now, she'd never tell...now she was his and could do as he wished. Her little protests only excited him more.
"Oh yeah, uhmmm," Sapirt thrust his hip against the girl again, "sooooo soft and pretty. I bet you're all wet, aren't you? This feels SO good, and you can't stop me, can you Caitlyn?"
Caitlyn chirped a panicked gasp, and began fighting Sapirt with a new, deepened fear, barraging him with little fists pounding against his shoulders. "Mr. Sapirt PLEASE get off me!! Let me go!! I want to go home now! PLEASE!"
Hearing this, Sapirt touched Caitlyn's nipples again, saying, "Don't worry, I won't do anything," and watched as her defenses began to melt.... He had full control over her body, and relished the thought of using it. His cock was hard and ready, and tonight he'd have his peice.
Sapirt lifted himself off the girl onto his knees, and she moved her hands across her chest, trying fruitlessly to defend herself. He looked down at her disheveled hair, her lifted blouse, her tiny miniskirt showing off just a hint of panty, and he put his hands on the girls inner thighs.
Caitlyn wailed, "Noooo pleeeeeaaaaase..." and when she moved her hands to stop Sapirt, Sapirt had had enough. He took both of the girl's wrists in one of his powerful hands, and pinning them above her head, he used the other along the inside of the girl's thigh, inching up toward her tiny little panties, slowly enough to enjoy her struggle and her resistence.
Caitlyn began to cry. She tried desperately to free her hands, or to close her legs, and she wriggled to defend herself. Her efforts were fruitless.
Sapirt watched as the squirming girl's breasts jiggled for his eyes. "That's it baby," he thought, "dance for me! Oh yeah!" and he slid his hand over the girls box. She was hot and wet, alright! She was soaked! Ignoring her protests and pleas, he pulled the girl's panties away from her cunt. She was dripping! Sapirt slid his fingers outside her cuntlips, making her jump and squirm more frantically. He leaned down to lick one of her breasts, and rubbed her wet pussy at the same time. The girl writhed and gasped beneath him, moaning more and more loudly. He'd make her BEG for it! He'd take her body and she'd BEG for him to use and abuse her! It would be the ultimate, the consumate victory - to take her body dispite her resistance, by permission of her own words. He wanted to possess the body AND the mind.
Moving his mouth from one breast to the other, rubbing the girl's cunt faster and faster, he watched as he controlled and manipulated her body. Every reaction was his doing, his power alone. His cock was rock hard, throbbing...all Sapirt could think about was getting in there. He probed just a little in between the girls cuntlips, sinking slightly into the hot wetness. She was so tight his finger was gripped by her. "This is gonna be SO sweet!"
Removing his wet fingers, and forcing a kiss on the girls mouth, he unzipped his pants, and freed his cock, preparing it for a taste of some action!
First he rubbed the girl again, sucking her nipples again, getting her panting again. "NO please noooooooooo...." she whined. Sapirt heard nothing. Her "no's" were mixed with moans of pleasure, and he'd get her to do whatever he wanted her to do. When her moans were frequent and long, Sapirt moved off the couch and poised his rock hard cock over the girl's mouth. He freed her hands and held the back of her head, and quickly forced his cock between her lips before she could stop him. First slowly, then soon much faster, Sapirt pistoned his hips into the girl's face. He loved the muffled grunts of panic he heard, and when she tried to push against him, he slammed his cock in deeper. When she choked a bit, he used his free hand to twist her nipples again, making her moan.
"Suck me, wench, oh yeah!" Sapirt fucked the girls mouth deliriously, her moans and whimpers muffled by his meat. Sapirt shoved deliberately into the girl deeper to make her panic, listening to the muffled moans, getting more and more excited by them, sliding his cock back and forth over her lips. "Use your tongue!" he ordered. Slowly the girl complied.
Caitlyn felt horror and humiliation mixed with pleasure. She was so excited, and she was ashamed that she felt it. She blamed herself, it was all her fault she'd allowed this to happen and he had his...THING....in her MOUTH! It was all her fault, if she'd not come here this never would have happened. She should never have asked for a grade change. Now there was no one she could tell, because SHE would get in trouble for doing what she did. She desperately fought to maintain her breath as Sapirt plunged in hard again, and she gagged again slightly. She was terrified, knowing she had no escape.
When Sapirt said "Lick underneath!" Caitlyn complied reluctantly, crying at the situation she knew she herself brought on. Sapirt soothed her, saying, "Don't worry baby, you'll learn to like this..." He rubbed her cunt while he fucked her mouth, exciting both him and her, and when her body spasmed under his hand, he knew he'd made her cum. That's when he lost it. He came hard, shooting his jism down the back of her throat, holding her head hard in place, making her take every drop.
Sapirt grinned when he pulled his dick out of the girls mouth. He looked down at her as she made a face, swallowing his cum.
Caitlyn was relieved, thinking he was finished. Her head spun from her orgasm and her confusion. She sniffled and tried to catch her breath.
"Time to go, Caitlyn. You'll be here again tomorrow." Whimpering, the girl looked up at him and moved to go.
Sapirt grinned as she straightened her clothes and moved slowly toward the door. Behind his grin he thought, "This is just the beginning."