You doubt if you can live much longer without fulfilling this fantasy. Deep down you feel lonely, depressed, and sexually starved for such a long time…

You used to think you could be a happy person without it. Whether it was focusing your thoughts on your career. Trying to be satisfied with the type of soft sex your partner provides.

However, your primal instinct to be used and abused is sabotaging that belief. The longer you neglect it, the more you find the slick wetness of your gooey cunt oozing its approval... And when you are lonely, your pussy throbs, you rub it roughly, and You scream as if you can't contain the violent spasms that rush through your sweaty body.

Your cum gushes from your cunt and runs down your legs. Your orgasm is so powerful, you can't catch your breath as your first orgasm spills over into your second and third, as you continue to manipulate your clit.

Just Face it you love being taken by a powerful man, being a lustful toy, being a plaything, for a man’s pleasure. Being taken by force in your most private place, you can't get enough of it.

You feel conflicted though, thinking about rape gets you off. But it also gets you off thinking about other women's rape. You watch interviews with victims. You read about the statistics on rape. You look at the women around you and wonder which of them were raped and when.

Having a Rape fantasy is nice but it's nothing like the visceral thrill you get from hearing about real rape. You are not all that interested in fake rape porn but just thinking about how often rape happens (every 68 seconds somewhere in America a woman is probably getting raped right now).

You read about the way other women were raped and it made you horny but also angry and sad. You were furious it was happening and wanted it to not be happening but it also made you super hot. You masturbate thinking about this and feel bad after it.

Every waking moment you deal with the fact that something your sex drive loves to know is happening.

It's time, You realize you need someone...yes, this is embarrassing but you need someone to rape you to make you feel happy in this life, though just a Lil. But you realize it's difficult to find someone with this mentality. Someone else who hear about rape, sexual assault, or an otherwise sexually horrible thing that happened to a woman. Who also gets excited, turned on, and feels blood rushing to their nether region. This isn’t the case with anyone close to you.

Someone else who’s always had fantasies about female suffering and destruction. Breaking mind, body, spirit, soul, and life, until she’s discarded like a worthless piece of trash. But that also doesn’t stop the other side from finding it horrible. And it makes you incredibly sad.

It’s a pretty confusing feeling. Rape kink is one thing but to get turned on while being sad by hearing about real incidents makes you ashamed. But the shame only fuels it more.

So are you alone here? Are you a freak even in this community? Are you just a sick fuck?

You're not alone. We will have each other.

You think you're alone. You think that nobody can except this part of you.

You're not alone.

Perhaps it’s true. you feel no one sees you. Maybe you’re an island. Maybe you’re floating through space, with no one to connect to or belong to. Maybe you’d give everything just to have a real, authentic moment with another human being.

There are so many of us. We’re all alone. We all want to belong to someone else. We want to have someone to communicate with. We want to share ourselves with people that actually see us for what we are. We want to be seen.

I see you…

I know…

I will love you, because you are mine. You belong with me.