A "Non-Con" Fantasy

[E-Claire]

I can't help but wonder if my past experiences made me the way I am. More specifically, I've had experience with being sexually harassed and even ***ed. But as time passed, I started to think about the prospect of someone forcing themselves onto me to be more appealing. Therapists usually like to say that this is a normal part of trauma, that some people with experiences of being ***d come to fantasize about that event. Some like to replay the scene in their mind or even attempt to roleplay it. I can only seem to dream about the day where someone notices me, *** and alone, to whisk me away from my stressful life. To be knocked out from a rag over my mouth and stuffed into a car trunk. Or perhaps have a weapon pointed at me, only for my assailant to tie me up, gag me and push me into the back seat of his car. Then he'd throw a coat over me to make the squirming mess that I am seem less suspicious to the passerby. I'd be dragged into his basement while he strips me down against my will. He'd tie my arms to either post or support and slap me to gain my attention. And he would say to me: "No one knows you're here, and no one will come save you." I'd wriggle in my restraints to no avail. I would try to plead, but only muffled sounds would come out. He would grope at my chest. He would bite, suck and lick my neck hungrily. Finally he'd strip himself down and whisper in my ear "I'm going to make you cum whether you like it or not." Swiftly he would penetrate me and I would scream, but no one could hear me. No one but him. He would take his time, start slow and really make sure I felt all of him. My eyes would tear up, knowing full well that he had not even considered to wear a condom. I would not be ready for a baby. Alas, I had no say in what he'd do to me. He'd pick up the pace as he toyed with my feelings and squeezed my breasts, pinched my nipples and slapped my ass. Maybe he'd even have some toys to aid him in his mission to completely conquer me. Maybe he'd use a vibrator to get me that much closer. Or maybe a crop so he could smack me with it if I moved around too much. I would feel an orgasm build up in the pit of my stomach as I would shake my head vigorously, nonverbally asking him to finish outside of me. But he would just laugh at my pathetic face and as he would finish, so would I. My body would contort in pleasure while my mind was filled with disgust from how my own body could betray me. But as I would feel his seed seeping out of me, and as much as I would feel ashamed... a part of me wanted to touch myself. Then he'd clean himself up, get dressed and leave as if nothing ever happened; leaving me naked, alone and defeated in the darkness.

[sleepylover69]

Rags seem  fun I’ve always wanted a girl to chloroform me tbh

[so****]

Consentual non-consent is a tricky topic. Some men would never feel comfortable with that kind of role-play. We are raised to respect women & protect them & it goes against everything in us to play out a CNC scene. The first couple of times was really tough for me, but I eventually grew more comfortable with it knowing that she was really really getting off on it lol it's definitely not for everyone though, that much is certain.