/rape/ - Rape/Forced

Haven't seen any posts here, so let me start.

I never really thought I would rape anyone. It just seemed like it was the most intense, sexual thing to do and even as a kid, I always perked my ears up whenever I hear of a rape case.

BACKSTORY:

Anyway, it started in 2013 when I first started working in a mental hospital, as a nurse. I get a lot of freedom and get to move about and help out in different wards so I saw alot of patients. Now working in a mental institution does things to people. It may make some people emotionally distanced, or behaving and speaking like the patients, but for the most part there is alot of frustration and anger displayed and… expressed. Cases of abuse always go down as "accidents"and they get transferred to other hospitals, essentially eliminating the problem while defending against their possible stories by highlighting their mental illnesses or tendencies to manipulate others by making outrageous claims.

Without realizing how angry I have been, while working in this place, I was told one fine day to go and help out in the female ward because of the lack of staff. So I walked in to what was a ward full of 18-40 year olds who had a variety of mental illnesses and were afraid of he female staff because of the abuse. Let alone the men. I walk into the bathroom to assist the female patients out and back to their beds, but not with the showering.

RAPE BEGINS HERE:

There was this one girl, Rachel. 20, psychosis, hardly speaks to anyone and has violent outbursts especially after her accident that caused her to lose her ability to walk. As I wheeled her out she spat at me and told me to leave her alone. I tried to be nice and assist where I could but she kept pushing me. Over and over. Something snapped. I wore a glove on my right hand and as the blood and adrenaline started pumping, I shoved my hand into her mouth and then her throat. I pulled her face close to me as I restricted her hands on the wheelchair saying something along the lines of "if you fucking spit at me again, I swear to God, I will fuck you up so bad you will wish you were dead you stupid bitch."

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>cont.

Her face kind of looked like >>323 when I did that after I pulled my hand out, except with a little more fear and disgust. I walked away surprised at my own actions and into another bathroom in the ward. As I was trying to calm myself down and throw away the glove filled with saliva and evidence of my deed, I realized I had a throbbing boner. I then grabbed my boner with the saliva still on the glove, fresh and warm and stroked myself. The sensation was out of this world. I couldn't jack off but I had to refuel my "lube" so I went back to her, same glove in hand and sure enough the bitch spits in my general direction as I approach her, so with enough force to thow her head back and nearly topple the wheelchair I jam my hand into the back of he throat, only this time hand fucking her with the ever so beautiful sounding gagging sound. I kept doing it and tears began to run down her eyes as I did. After I was done, she coughed and gagged as I ran back into the room and coated my member with the saliva. There was a tinge of blood, but I was too into it to care.

I decided then that I had to live up to my promise and make sure that she regretted ever pissing me off. That next night after my shift, I made sure there was no one left in the changing rooms and the staff in the female ward was sleeping, I snuck in. I went over to the staff and told her to have a break while I watch them for her. She'd be gone for an hour so I had to move quick. I prepped the bathroom where they have a bath trolley. I postioned it so that I could lay someone down and fuck their mouth like pic related. I then prepared lube, gloves, a towel and a trolley to wheel her into my rape room. The adrenaline was kicking in again to the point I lost all reasoning and rational thought. I wrapped a towel around her mouth, picked her up from her bed, unto the chair and rushed in before she could scream. Once inside I locked the doors and and carried her and her lifeless legs unto the trolley bed and flipped her upside down. She was shocked but tried to fight back with her hands. I tied them to the railings beside her waist with hand restraints. Once properly positioned, I pulled my pants down and revealed my throbbing member. The thrill that comes with an act like that is exceptionally satisfying especially to that one person you want to really hurt. I prepare the mouth clamp and insert it nicely in while she resists and as she stares down my shaft, she angrily spits at my dick hurling expletives at me, and I say "I told you that you would regret this" I jammed my dick into her mouth with no remorse and the feeling of her tongue pushing against my dick to prevent it from fucking her throat was a welcome challenge and a very tantalizing one at that. I finally hot her throat and face fuck the shit out of her as tears stream down her face and the gagging sounds begin to escape everytime she manages to get the sound out.I give her time to breath in between, before I have another round of throat massaging. I have never had my dick as rock hard or as enlarged as it was the multiple times I raped her. I keep going till I feel myself about to cum and then I feel the intense warmth of my cum explode out into the back of the throat as the gagging sound suddenly turns to gurgling and she closes her eyes and her face turns red with surprise. I pull out when I felt I was done, and noticed that cum was still leaking out as I pulled out cos of her tongue pressing against the head of my dick. I empty the rest on her tongue and she spits it back at my dick. I jam it in to her throat and tell her to clean that one off for me. I pull out and nearly fall unto the floor as I realize my legs had been shaking like crazy the whole time out of pure adrenaline and excitement.

>cont. part 2

This carried on for two more nights, filling my time up with slapping, verbally abusing and roughing her up in my newly owned rape room. She always seemed to forget how people treated her in the day, whether good or bad and would scold, abuse and spit at all staff indiscriminately. This was my way of revenge and sexual gratification. It was a very profound relationship we shared. Or at least one I enforced with due diligence. Despite her forgetting how people treat her, her face always changed when she saw my dick, kinda like pic related. She somehow remembers the abuse she receives in the room to some degree but has made no attempt to mention it to anyone. Which was prefect for me cos then the slapping and spitting started which helped with my desire for domination and control. I learned alot about my sexuality and desires from my time with her.

So after my 3rd night with her, I head back home tired but satisfied and fantasizing about my next night with her. I pass by a convenience store and see some condoms, this is when I first thought of fucking her. I buy the condoms and ready myself the next night.

I head in as the usual, she maintains her silence till we reach the room and she remembers why we're there and screams and spits at me. I put on a condom for the first time and now position her doggy style with her hands tied in front instead. I pull her pants and panties down to reveal a rather delectable bush, this is where she begins to mock me and say I would never dare to fuck her and I was a pussy. I slam her head in and punch her head as I prepared myself for entry. I lubed up her pussy and then go in, for the first time. The feeling was intense and beautiful, she resists but my constant pumping stops her from moving as much and she just winces every so often from there. At this time, I actually have a heart to heart with her and tell her how much I need her and how I would be a mess were it not for everything I get to do with her. I kiss her shoulders and neck passionately, tasting her sweat for the first time.

She asks me if I chose her, and I say yes.

She smirks and I was taken aback.

She asks why her, and I just lick her earlobe and the sweat off her neck as I say she was just at the right place and the right time.

Strangely more lucid than normal, but I know she would revert back by the end of the night and this whole facade would wear off.

I carry on fucking her and stop multiple times to prevent myself from cumming. I then see her asshole and instintively lick my fingers and rub it.

"Were you a bad girl again today"?

"…yes, but everyone is a fucking idiot"

"You're gonna need some new punsihment, and if you tell on me, I will make this hell for you"

"Fuck you!" and the rest was spitting and expletives. She was back. I fidgeted and pushed unti my dick was firmly fitted in her asshole as she moaned in pain. It was warm and comfortable though, but much harder to manoeuvre and properly fuck admittedly because of the shit. I wipe the shit off the condom and lube up for a second entry. The rest of the anal fucking was a blur but I recall pulling out the condom and cumming on her back. I cleaned her up, returned her to her bed and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. I was obsessed and addicted to this, to her.

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The strange relationship continues with me nearly getting caught a couple of times in the act! But I manage to convince the Nursing Managers to leave me alone and explain Rachel's empty bed in that one cubicle, all the while hoping she wouldn't scream from the rape room. As time went on, it became more of a ritual rather than a unplanned rape. I started to lose my libido and would go limp while fucking her pussy or her asshole, and the sheer force of me face fucking her could allow me to cum however even that took some breaks in between. I was losing it and I wasn't sure why.

And then I started focusing on others, based upon their lucidity or lack thereof. These are the girls I would take to the rape room and fondle and tell them to jack me off. I needed to feel the power, control and domination again. What I had with Rachel evolved into something else.

I recall being really upset with this one girl, Gwen. Chubby little thing, 25 years old. She would eat other people's food and had a fixation on anything she could put in her mouth, she'd get into a bitch fit with anyone who tried to take food from her. Her obsession was what I needed to lure her in during lunch time. I got a couple of muffins from the pantry and told her to follow me. She did and I placed a muffin on the trolley bed, telling her that she gets to eat it if she keeps quiet about our affair and strips for me. She does so very quickly and I get her to bend over the trolley to eat her well deserved treat. I start fucking her and for the first time in a long while I am rock hard and performing as expected. She ignores me but catches her breath to moan between bites. I get reckless and irrational as I put two hands over her mouth and I forcefully fuck the ever loving shit out of her. She fights me off and she lands on the ground face up, I'm about to cum so I position myself over her face and angrily say

"You want to have a treat so bad, why don't you eat this"

I put my dick in her mouth and begin to cum hard, she swallows and even has the gall to thank me.

I have since quit the hospital and never saw any of the patients there again, never got caught for my deeds either. This was after many other rapes over the course of 2 years and 4 months. Guess it was a combination of tactical smarts, luck and a general disregard for the safety and welfare of the patients by the staff. I think about the acts every so often and jack off to the memory, and I have met a couple of friends who dabble in the idea of rape and discuss i with me, but I know would never do it. Still single and living a normal life. Just turned 24.

Hope this helped, OP.