The first time you did it, it was something that happened in the heat of the moment, you had met her in a college party organized by the biggest fraternity on campus. She was a redheaded foreign exchange student.
She was small, and very loud, but somehow was pretty much ignored. She stood there in the corner of the room, trying desperately to engage in any conversation. You were tipsy before you walked in over, talking with her.
She was elated, she loved the attention you gave her. She didn't even notice how much beer you were giving her. Just two plastic cups in and she was already slurring her words.
It was pretty easy, the bedrooms in the frat house were all occupied. You ended up luring her into your car, making love to her while she was barely conscious. Her cerulean eyes staring at you, her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her pointed teeth slick with drool as you rammed your dick inside her.
She bled that night, all over your cock, the alcohol in your system helped amplify your orgasmic high. The way her tiny body spasmed under your, the feeling of her pelvic muscles contracting at the insertion of your penis. Even in your intoxicated haze that pleasurable memory would never leave you.
That was the 1st time.
The 2nd came after you were confronted by her outside your dorm. She had tracked you down after your illicit one night stand. She was teary eyed and hysterical, asking you why'd you rape her.
At first you tried to deny it, but eventually you decided to give it up. Admitting to the act, breaking her heart.
She tried to report you, and to be honest she had every right too.
They didn't believe her, even when you confessed. You tried to report it to the police. They didn't believe it too.
She was devastated, she couldn't believe it.
You should've been happy, but you felt bad for her.
You didn't initiate it, you were both in her car when it happened. She wanted some measure of revenge, and decided to settle for some vigilante justice, tasering you and then binding you with zipties.
You accepted your fate without complaint, she had every right, but the fact you showed no measure of fear and only gave her pity just broke her even further.
She took of her denim shorts, riding on your jean covered crotch with her bare and lubricating pussy.
She screamed at you in a rage, even as her pussy juices stained your pants.
Was this revenge rape?
She unbuckled your buttons, and took out your dick with a violent yank that caused you to cringe in pain.
This wasn't supposed to be sexy, she tugged on your dick like a mushroom that needed harvesting. Her sharpened teeth biting into it as she sucked out the semen that violated her that night.
This was the textbook definition of rape, and yet having your worth as a human being invalidated felt way too good.
You cummed into her mouth, just as her fingers vigorously slammed themselves into her canal.
Her poor mind was lost in the sexual lust, she cut loosed your bindings, your sore hands seized the large and perky tits under her college tee. She rode you, tears and snot on her face even as her kegel muscles started to strain under the ecstasy of your dick entering again, now a visitor instead of invader.
The both of you were fucked up.
The both of you fucked.