Rape sex

Matt phoned. He wanted to make sure I was OK after Wednesday night. I’ve been thinking about it. I don’t want Terry to fuck me.

Matt says I don’t have to do anything I don’t want.

I told Matt he can still take photos of me though. I did agree to have tea with both of them tomorrow night.

I have stomach cramps. My period is due.

Saturday 7 September 2002 Morning.

Full on period. Wont be doing too much tonight, that’s for sure. I feel like crap.

I also feel upset with Matt, I love him so much, I really will do anything for him but all he seems to want is to watch another man fuck me.

I just spoke to him on the phone, he seemed agitated when I said no photos tonight because of my period.

Men can be so insensitive.

Sunday 8 September 2002 rape movies.

If I felt like crap yesterday, I feel worse today.

Had tea with Matt and Terry then went back to Matts place. The guys were pretty good actually. They didn’t pressure me. They was no way I wanted sex. I knew that both of them had expectations and I did agree to give them both hand jobs. I even sucked each of them a little. They laid on the bed and I went topless. I made them each cum onto their stomachs. I love to watch a guy cum.

I went home early and have spent most of today in bed. I hate period time.

Monday 9 September 2002

Feeling much better. Had a long talk with Matt on the phone, he’s so sweet. I know he really cares for me. I love him so much. The subject of the photos and a threesome with Terry came up again fake rape. I give in. I told Matt I would do it and wont change my mind this time. I don’t want to risk loosing him. He wanted to arrange it during the week but I said no, next weekend. I really do have to psyche myself up for it. I’m seeing Matt…just Matt…not Terry… tomorrow night.

Tuesday 10 September 2002

Seeing Matt tonight !!!!! I’m feeling horny and sexy again !!! IM GOING TO FUCK HIS BRAINS OUT he he. Well at least I want him to fuck mine out, not that there much there. LOL. I’m staying the night, I want him to fuck me before bed, hold me close all night and the fuck me again before breakfast. And then again after if we have time. God I’m an animal.

Friday 13 September 2002.

No entries the past few days, I’ve been too upset female rape. Its Friday 13 today but Tuesday 10 was the worst day of my life, early hours of the morning of Wednesday 11 actually.

I went to Matts Tuesday evening as planned and we made love, not that seems to matter much now.

At about 2 am there was a huge crash and three guys broke in. They were on us before we realized.

We were both naked in bed. They dragged me out and held me against the wall. I thought I was going to be raped and killed. But they had other business with Matt. They bashed him. Just fists, no bats or bars or anything. They were big guys, dressed in bike leathers. I was screaming. The guy who held me pinned to the wall put a huge hand around my throat and said shut up bitch. I was being strangled, gasping for air. They were saying things to Matt about failing to deliver and time had run out.

Then they were gone, Matt on the bed with blood all over his face and me on the floor trying to breathe.

It was some time before we could talk real rape hardcore. I wanted to call the police, Matt would not let me. He said we both would be dead very quickly if we did.

I wanted to know what it was all about, it must be drugs. He would not tell me.

Was it gambling? I had to know.

Finally he told me. I’m still in shock. This is what he told me as close as I can remember but I just went numb.

The break in was about me. I had been spotted by a Managing director of one of the large department stores I model clothes for. He wanted photographs of me naked. He wanted photographs of me having sex. He had paid a large sum of money to a motor cycle gang, The Rebels to arrange it. The Rebels had commissioned Matt to do this. But it was supposed to have been done by last Saturday. Matt told me that apart from drugs, gambling and prostitution the Rebels ran several “legit” industries in this State, including advertising and clothing. The advertisig agency he works for is financed by them hot rape unafraid. He told me that now this had started it must finish, I had to agree to it or we all would be killed.

I started screaming, this was the only reason he romanced me, this was the reason he got Terry involved… I struck out at him, I think he already had a broken nose and I hit him square on right in his face. I was trying to find my clothes to leave, I couldn’t see through my tears, Matt was telling me to be rational, think this through, I must agree to this or I would be very badly hurt. I found my clothes, dressed and went for the door. He tried to stop me telling me he genuinely loved me, cared for me and how I cannot cross this gang. I can look after myself I said as I slammed the door in his face.

My nightmare was about to begin.