Friendly Rapes: Viewpoint 02

NOTE: This is the second viewpoint. If you haven't read the first one, please do that first, for it will improve the enjoyment and help you get the whole picture. Feel free to write comments, feedbacks and vote, please. Enjoy...

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Ivan and I have just entered my flat. We were out on a drink, Ivan insisted on that in order to cheer me up from last night. I kicked that son of a bitch that made my life a complete misery last week but this morning I kindda missed him. When I've said that to Ivan, he told me that I was crazy and made me go with him for a drink, have a good time and forget about that piece of crap. So, we went for that drink and did have a good time; Ivan was always there to cheer me up when I brake up with my boyfriends.

As we entered the flat, I knew that we were alone; Jelena was not due to come from school in another hour or so. I offered him some cake that I had in the fridge and he accepted. I took a piece myself and we sat down and started to eat. There was something different about Ivan on that day. He wasn't just a regular shoulder to cry on, on that day he was full of understanding for me, he made rather intelligent remarks and at some point I realized that he was the perfect rebound.

Although he has been my best male friend for several years now, I never looked at him in any other way than like at a friend. But today I was looking at him a bit differently. I giggled more to his jokes and made seductive moves, totally unconsciously. Deep down I wanted him on a rebound; after all, a girl deserves some cooling off after a 14 month relationship. Ivan was the perfect candidate. We talked and laughed during our "meal". Ivan took some whipped cream off the cake and put it on my nose quickly before I could react;

"Hey, stop that!" I said with a smile.

He took some more and put it on my upper lip and cheek.

"C'mon, stop that!" I said, laughing.

I moved my hand in order to wipe of the cream but he grabbed that hand preventing me from doing so. Then, with a kindda serious look on his face, he leaned over the table and licked the cream off of my cheek. Then, he licked my nose clean and then my upper lip. Just as he did that, he put his lips on top of mine. I liked that, actually, I wanted that to happen.

We kissed and then stood up, embracing each other. I put my arms around his shoulders while his hands were around my waist and behind my head, running through my hair. I liked the way he kissed; we kissed gently. After awhile he let my waist go and did something with that hand but I didn't pay any attention to it. When we stopped kissing, I looked up at his eyes and smiled. He was smiling to. He nodded a bit, looking down, so I looked down to. I saw that his pants were down and he was holding his limp cock in his hand. I didn't expect that so I looked up at him with a puzzled look on my face. He was still smiling and again nodded a bit like he was telling me to go down.

"Wha-what is this?" I asked him, completely serious; I didn't want to do that at that point.

"Oh, c'mon." he said, still wearing that smile. He even started pulling my hair down.

"Wait, no, I'm not going to do this." I said and tried to move away from him, but his hand was firmly gripping my hair and I couldn't move away.

"Oh, c'mon, what's the matter, you now you want to." he said and started to pull my hair downwards stronger.

"Hey, no, I'm not going to do this, stop it!" I yelled this time as I felt pain from his hand as it was pulling my head down.

"Too late, there's no stopping now!" he said as he pulled me hard.

I screamed and fell on my knees. I hit him with my hands but he pushed me a bit so I had to prop myself with my hands in order not to fall on my back. He positioned himself kindda above me so his dick was hitting me in the face. He put his dick on my lips and said:

"Open your mouth!"

I didn't do it and shook my head a bit in order to say "no."

"Open, goddamn it!" he yelled as he pulled my hair which send another bolt of pain, and try to open my mouth with his free hand. I still didn't do it.

"We can stay here all day with me pulling your hair which is rather painful, I can tell." as he said that he pulled my hair once again, this time harder then before. I was already crying.

"Please stop." I begged. He leaned a bit and gently said:

"The sooner we do this, the sooner I will finish. I'll be quick, I promise." Then he took his cock and placed it on my lips again.

I was still crying, I didn't want any of this to happen. I realized that he was right and that the sooner I open my mouth, the sooner we will finish this torture. I slowly opened my mouth.

"Yes, that's a good girl." he said as he pushed his hard cock into my mouth. "Now suck on it." he added.

I made a vacuum around his cock and he started to move. He started to move forward and backward, in and out of me, fucking my face. He increased his speed fucking my face even faster. I wasn't use to this, this was my first blowjob, so I gagged a lot, but he didn't seem to care. He was enjoying himself. With his one hand, he took my hair on the right, with the other on the left and now he was pumping my head, pulling me onto his cock, using my hair. With the force he used, it hurt a lot. With every pull he made, slamming me onto his cock, I thought that he was going to rip my hair out of my head.

He pumped faster, and faster and then, I felt as his cock thickened and started to cum in my mouth. I swallowed, cause there wasn't anything else I could do. He came and came, I must have drank at least half of a liter. He slowed down and stopped. He pulled out his cock and let go of my hair. I was looking down, feeling like shit. I felt him kiss me on the head and say:

"You were great, kid."

I sat there, on the floor, for a while, and then I stood up and went towards the bathroom to get cleaned up. I didn't look at him, I just couldn't. I went into the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, fixed my hair a bit, and out of the blue, I sat on the toilet and started crying. I felt deceived and raped. I cried my heart out. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door and the door opened. He was standing there.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry if I was a bit rough back there, it's been a while since I got any." he said in the most caring voice I've ever heard. That probably made me hate him even more.

"What? What?! Am I ok?! You raped me! You raped me!" I said, crying even more!

"No, oh no, honey, please, it wasn't meant to be that like that, I just got carried away a bit." He said soothingly as he tried to hug me. I moved away from him quickly.

"Get away from me, you rapist! I'm gonna... I'm gonna tell the cops!" I said in complete rage.

"What? No honey, why, it was an accident, I didn't mean it to happen in that way." he said calmly.

"No! You raped me! You raped me and I'm gonna tell the cops!" I said, still furious.

"C'mon honey, you're not really going to go to the police, right?"

"Oh yes I am!" I shouted firmly.

"No you are not!" he said, this time he was totally serious.

"Oh you bet I am!" I said, even more convinced in that than before.

All this time I hadn't looked at him but then I noticed that he had left the bathroom. I thought I could frighten him some more:

"Where are you? You can run but the cops will find you for sure! Oh yes! And then, they will put you in jail, you rapist!" I yelled as hard as I could, thinking that he is trying to escape.

I looked towards the bathroom door and saw no movements or shadows of any kind. I stood up and walked towards the door. I opened them and saw him standing there pointing a gun at me! I was stunned. I didn't know what he was doing. I got scared, scared for my life.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I asked him, as calmly as I could in that situation.

"You are not telling me to the cops, you bitch! No way I'm gonna spend years in jail because of you! You say I raped you? Well now you're going to see how it really looks like to be raped! Get over here!" he said, yelling at me.

I didn't know what to do so I just stood there, frozen. When he saw that I am not moving, he came to me, put his gun on my forehead and grabbed my neck with his other hand. He pushed me towards the bedroom, holding my neck. When we entered the room, he pushed me onto the bed and turned on the lights. I looked at him but he yelled at me to turn around and lay on my stomach, which I obeyed. I felt him climbing onto the bed and then I felt the gun on the back of my head. All this time, he was talking something to himself but I couldn't realize what he was saying.

He pushed my head into the pillow with his gun and I felt as he lifted my skirt up. I only had a mini-skirt and a thong beneath it. He paused a bit but then I felt him removing my thong with his free hand. He slid the thong off of my legs. I felt his hand caressing my ass. Then he stopped, moved his hand away and realized that he was putting something beneath me, which I realized it to be a pillow. The pillow was positioned so it lifted my ass higher up in the air. Then his hand took one of my legs and moved it aside; then the same thing with the other leg. There was a gun on my head, my legs were parted and my ass was high up in the air; although I couldn't see anything, I knew what was coming up next.

Tears were forming in my eyes. I felt him reposition, like he was now between my legs. The gun moved away from my head and at the same moment, he ran his cock in my pussy! I screamed! It was not really from the pain, for some reason my pussy was quite wet, but I screamed cause I didn't expect him to do that, and he did it fast.

"Now, you are being raped!" He said, just laying there on top of me.

My pussy walls accommodated quickly to his cocks width inside of me. Ivan slowly moved a bit back, then forward again. This time, he didn't ram it into me. He fucked me slowly and I just cried. It seemed that he was trying to be gentle, but that didn't really matter for me, I knew that I was being raped and that hurt inside, my heart hurt.

His fucking gain some speed so now he was fucking me a bit faster. I wasn't horny so my pussy was starting to get dry. His fucking increased even more in speed so now he was almost jumping on me, he was ravishing my pussy. The only thing that I could do was to stand up with all of that and cry. He fucked and fucked and fucked, not really caring how I feel, it seemed. Constantly he was murmuring something that I couldn't understand.

His cock was going deep inside of my relatively small pussy. And after awhile he just started to moan, and started to cum, spurting his sperm deep inside of my womb. He came and came and came. Rivers of sperm were flowing inside of me. Then, all of a sudden, he just fell on top of me, pressing me with his weight. I realized then that my pussy still wasn't completely dry and that he didn't fuck me a long time, just 5 minutes or so, but to me, it still looked like an eternity. He moved off of me and I felt his cock fall out of my pussy. I was still crying like a schoolgirl when he kissed me on the head and said:

"You are the best!"

I turned around to see him get off the bed and going towards the dinning room. Just before he exited the room he looked at me and stopped.

"You won't be needing this." he said as he returned and ripped off my skirt which was around my waist.

Then he exited the room and closed the door. I was just laying there, feeling humiliated, used and thrown away like a one time sex doll. I felt scared and alone so I cuddled up in the fetal position, realizing that I couldn't escape since there were no windows in that room, I cried myself to sleep.

I heard a noise. I looked up towards the door and saw a figure standing there. I slowly woke up and saw that it was Jelena standing there. Finally a face I could call friendly.

"Jelena!" I cried out and jumped towards her.

I hugged her tightly, and through tears I yelled:

"He raped me! He raped me!"

"Who? Who raped you?" She asked me.

"Ivan." I answered calmly, asking myself if she was just fucking with me or is she just plain old stupid.

She didn't say anything but it was nice in her arms, I felt secure. All of a sudden Ivan ordered:

"Let her go."

I heard that but when I saw that Jelena isn't letting me go, I hugged her even harder. When Ivan yelled again she let go of me. I just stood there with my face in my hands, crying.

"Marija, get in the bed!" he ordered me and I knew there was no messing around with him. I went to bed, cuddled up in a fetal position, my face still in my hands.

I felt scared again and somehow I just concentrated on myself not really listening to what they were talking about. Although, I heard when Ivan ordered Jelena:

"Take off your pants!" and then I heard her beg.

I knew that she could beg all she wanted but she was going to have the same treatment as I did. Then, there was a thing that drew my attention immediately. When Ivan ordered Jelena to take her panties off and she tried to change his mind, he said something that made me forget about my problems for a second:

"No? What do you mean "no", you bitch? What are you going to show me that you haven't shown me before, you fucking tease?"

Kill me for being overcurious but that made me forget what was happening to me for a second and I felt like I was gonna hear a new hot gossip.

"What?" I asked, surprised by what he said and starred at Jelena.

"Yeah!" Ivan said, not averting his eyes from Jelena, not even for a second. "The fucking tease showed me everything a few weeks ago and pretended like she didn't know she was showing herself to me. She is the reason why I'm like this now. Since that day, things were just building up in me. Mainly, she is the one I wanted to fuck all along and now, in the name of all men in the world who are being teased, I will!"

In that split second I realized one horrible, horrible thing. Ivan did rape me, but that happened because of something that Jelena did! She is the main reason that I got raped. If it wasn't for her, none of this would have ever happen. That was the second that I started crying, stronger than ever before. My roommate; my best friend in the whole world got me raped. It was almost heartbreaking. It felt the same as if it was her that raped me. I just cried and cried not knowing what they were talking about. I was just laying there, feeling more betrayed than ever in my entire life. I felt when someone lay on the bed next to me, but I didn't pay any attention to it. Only when I heard:

"Marija, take that pillow and put it beneath her, the same way it was beneath you." from Ivan, I moved and did as he commanded me, without even thinking about it. I was like a machine. I told Jelena to lift her ass up so I could put the pillow beneath her, and she obeyed.

I was looking at what they were doing. Now I was totally filled with rage that I hoped that he would fuck her harder and longer than me. I wanted that teasing bitch to suffer twice as more as I did. I saw him positioning himself behind Jelena and gliding his cock over her pussy lips.

"I'm sorry!" she said.

The bitch actually had the nerve to say that she is sorry, and the most interesting part is that she was saying that to him, not me. She wanted to save herself, that bitch. I couldn't wait for him to start raping her but then, something caught my eye. Just as he lowered himself onto her, propping with his hands, I noticed that he has put his gun on the bed, about halfway between Jelena and me. In the position that he was in, I could get the gun way before him. All of a sudden, he looked at the gun, and then looked at me. He knew that I saw the gun and was know waiting, probably to see if I would do anything.

I thought about taking the gun and putting a stop to all of this but then I realized that if I did so, he wouldn't rape Jelena and the bitch would walk unpunished for what she did. I thought of it for only a second and decided that my wish for vengeance was stronger then any other wish I had. Hey, I'm a vindictive person, what can I say. I just looked at him and when he realized that I'm not gonna stop him, he thrust himself into her.

She screamed. I liked that. I wanted her to suffer more than I did. I was looking at her face seeing how much pain she felt. He rammed in her again. This time she squealed. "Squeal, you pig!" I thought for myself. Her left hand came in my direction. It seemed that it was looking for something. I realized that it must have been searching for my hand. No way that I was going to hold that bitch's hand. Not after what she did to me. Her hand was still searching. Then, she opened her eyes and looked at me. Her tear-filled eyes, her red face; she looked like a wreck. I saw the pleading in her eyes and after all, I decided to take her hand. She squeezed my hand but I didn't mind.

I took comfort in watching how he was pumping her sorry ass. I saw how much she was suffering, but I wanted more. So just like on cue, he started humping her like mad.

"Please, it hurts!" she cried, which was music for my ears.

I don't think that he even noticed she said that. She squeezed my hand really hard but the pain went away when she started to scream as much as she could. I enjoyed her pain; she deserved to suffer for the pain she caused me. Soon after that Ivan came. He moaned and I saw Jelena's face twich when she probably felt his cum inside of her. The tears on her face were my victory; she got what she deserved. He stopped cumming and fell on top of her. Only then I realized that he must have fucked her for about 15 minutes or so. Compared to what he did to her all he did to me was a gentle quickie. I wasn't in that much pain as Jelena seemed to be. Well, she deserved it.

"Girl, you are one hell of a fuck! That tight pussy of yours just screams for more. We gotta do this a few more times." he said to her.

My eyes lit up. I never thought of that but I was really hoping that he would do that, that would be the ultimate punishment for her; her eyes told everything when he said that.

"Please no, please no, please no, please, please, pleaseeeeeeeee!" she cried. It seemed that the idea caused her pain. I loved it.

"Whoa baby, calm down, I'm just pulling your leg, I'm done with you." he said, which made me a bit sad.

She released my hand. Only then I noticed how much it hurt. I started to massage it with my other hand.

"I'm sorry about the hand." she said. I gave her a quick smile and then concentrated back on trying to restore the blood flow in that hand.

"OK, now girls, get up!" Ivan said.

I stood up quickly; it was easy for me. I saw how Jelena was getting up slowly, probably from the shock and the pain.

"OK, now come over here and sit down." he said, while standing in front of a radiator.

We came there and sat in front of the radiator. He threw a pair of handcuffs at Jelena and said:

"Jelena, put one cuff on your hand, put the other one through the rib of the radiator, and then put the other cuff on Marija's hand."

Jelena did as she was told. I didn't like the idea of being handcuffed to a radiator with that cunt, but that's life. Then Ivan started talking:

"OK girls, besides the fact that you have been excellent fucks, I have just one more thing to say. Jelena, you didn't see this but when I had layed on top of you, just before I started fucking you, I've put my gun at your side and forgot about it. Still, just before I started to fuck you, I remembered and looked at it. However, I noticed that Marija to has seen the gun laying there. You see, the trick is: It was closer to her. There was no way that I could get to that gun before she did, even if she went for it a little after me. I looked her in the eyes, and she just looked back at mine. When I realized that she wasn't going to stop me, I started to fuck. All the time while I was fucking you, the gun was at her reach, but she didn't stop me. I think you two have something to talk about."