A Young Girl’s Adventures with Rape – Part Two
It was late one night when both my parents were out that the urges finally became too strong. It happened while I was lying on my bed, running my hands over myself and moaning. I had the duct tape and the zip ties laid out before me, along with an eye mask I had stolen from my mum’s room. I was imagining what it would be like to take them outside – to go through with the plan I’d made weeks before, and leave myself helpless where anyone could find me. I closed me eyes as I slipped a hand into the waistband on my pants, Slowly, I ran my fingers between the lips of my cunt as I imagined them pulling over when they saw me. Getting out the car and coming over. Pausing. …