Rape Rashomon

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A headache jolted me awake. The dryness in my mouth made me want to moisten my parched lips with my tongue, but the feeling of my mouth being sealed with tape jolted me awake. Instantly, I opened my eyes to find myself tied to a strange, large bed in a windowless room. The only light source was a dim lamp in the corner, and next to it sat a naked man staring at me with undisguised lust.

Closing my eyes, the scenes from last night flashed before my eyes. I am an ordinary 28-year-old working woman who used to have a boyfriend of the same age, but last night I was dumped. Last night was his birthday, and I had taken the day off to celebrate with him. When I got home, I quickly washed myself, put on the cheongsam he liked, and the thought of him pressing me down on the bed in my cheongsam made me wet. I tied my long hair up, grabbed the gift I had prepared for him, and hurried to his house.

But when I opened my boyfriend's rented room with the spare key and saw him naked on top of a woman in her forties, also naked, my surprise turned to shock. Disappointed that I had interrupted their fun, the two of them got up and dressed. The woman, looking displeased, said a few words to my boyfriend and turned to leave. From her attire, I knew she must be very wealthy, but my boyfriend's behavior in front of her made my tears flow uncontrollably.

As the woman walked past me, she made a mocking sound. My boyfriend hurriedly chased after her, and I instinctively grabbed his hand as he tried to run away. He glanced at me and said, "Why are you here? Fine, you saw it, so let's break up." He then shook off my hand and ran off. My

hand couldn't bear the weight of the gift I had prepared for my boyfriend; it fell to the ground. I wandered aimlessly through the streets, eventually being led into a bar by loud music. At 28, with a beautiful face and a stunning figure, coupled with the cheongsam I was wearing designed to accentuate my curves, many eyes were immediately drawn to me as soon as I entered the bar.

I staggered to the bar and told the waiter to give me the strongest drink. As the pungent alcohol touched my tongue, tears involuntarily streamed down my face. Ignoring the many men who tried to flirt with me, no one bothered this heartbroken woman anymore. I drank the bar's strongest liquor, one glass after another.

But I didn't notice a pair of unusually excited eyes watching me.

(i) I am the owner of this bar, the king of this place. I seek out young, money-grubbing bodies in my bar. I like the innocent bodies of young girls. It doesn't cost much; a few shots of strong liquor are enough for a night of pleasure. The next morning, a few hundred dollars from those women solves all my troubles.

But today, my gaze was drawn to a figure that shouldn't have been my target: a woman in a cheongsam, probably under 30, whose voluptuous and sexy figure was perfectly accentuated by the cheongsam. Unlike the women on the dance floor, this woman seemed to be without makeup or wearing very light makeup. The cheongsam, with its slit up to her hips, completely exposed her long, slender legs. High heels, black stockings—this woman was absolutely stunning.

From the moment she entered, my eyes were captivated by her. The young bodies on the dance floor were no longer my focus; this woman was my target. After watching several clueless men try to flirt with her and fail, I told the waiter to quietly shoo away the men who wanted to approach her. This woman was my prey.

(m) The alcohol had completely numbed my brain, and I could finally stop thinking about that man. I dragged my drunken body toward the door. It had started to drizzle outside sometime earlier. I checked the time; it was 11:30 p.m. At this time, I should have been lying in that man's arms, enjoying his gentle caresses. But now, tears involuntarily welled up in my eyes again. Oh well, maybe the rain could wash away my memories. I wandered aimlessly.

The rain started to get heavier, and the rain made me a little more awake. I realized I had come to a park. There was no one in the park on such a cold and dark night. Maybe I should find a place to take shelter from the rain, otherwise I would definitely catch a cold tomorrow. However, I didn't notice that someone had been following me.

(i) Ever since this woman came to the bar, my eyes had never left her. I had seen many beautiful women, but this woman, who looked injured at first glance, was particularly eye-catching. I didn't have the usual idea of going up to comfort a woman and then having her throw herself into my arms. Now, all I could imagine was pinning this woman down and thrusting into her vagina.

Before I could even figure out how to keep this woman, she had already dragged her drunken body out. Damn it, I couldn't let her get away. I got up, gave her a few instructions, and chased after her. Great! This woman didn't take a taxi; instead, she headed towards the park. Perfect, there was practically no one there at this hour. Maybe I could enjoy this bruised and battered body. Thinking this, I quickly followed. The rain soaked her clothes, and her white cheongsam accentuated her figure. It turned out she wasn't wearing a bra. Imagining the scene I'd seen at the bar, I muttered to myself, "Damn, even without a bra, she has such firm, full breasts." With that, I quietly followed her.

Haha, heaven's on my side! This woman really did enter the park. She seemed to be looking for shelter from the rain, and there was a pavilion ahead. My hard lower body couldn't resist any longer. Never mind, I'm going to enjoy this injured woman here.

As soon as the woman entered the pavilion, I rushed forward impatiently. I pushed her against a pillar, her front hugging it. Because her legs weren't firmly against the pillar, her buttocks were slightly upturned. When she tried to stand up, my sudden exertion tightened her grip on the pillar. How could I let such a perfect position slip by? I took a large step forward, pressing my body against her back, and then pushed down. Her slender body couldn't withstand my force, and her legs buckled to her knees.

Her shoulders pressed against the pillar, my chest pressed tightly against her back. I used one hand to reach across her chest and grab her other shoulder, which wasn't against the pillar. This way, the woman beneath me had no chance of escaping my control. I then quickly used my other hand to release my already hard penis.

(m) "Ah!" As soon as I stepped into the pavilion where I could take shelter from the rain, I was pushed against the pillar in front of me by a force from behind. I struggled to control myself and hugged the pillar with both hands, while someone rushed up behind me and pressed down on me. My mind immediately realized that I had encountered a bad person, and I started to scream desperately, "Help! Rape!" But the person behind me used his hands to wrap around my chest and tightly restrain me. Then the man behind me exerted force downwards, and my already drunk body fell to my knees. My body was completely controlled by this man. I could only scream desperately, but who would come to this deserted park on such a rainy day? I only hoped that my screams would affect the desire of the person behind me and make him let me go.

But the man showed no sign of letting me go. His other hand rummaged around behind me for a few moments before reaching down and tearing off the sexy lace panties I'd prepared for him. Then, he eagerly thrust his penis into my vagina. What could I do? My vagina, without any stimulation, couldn't produce any lubrication, so the flesh-on-flesh sensation only made my cries grow louder. Damn

it, at that moment I remembered that man again. He also liked to play with my vagina from behind like that, except he was always so gentle. Just thinking about him aroused me again. The sensation of the impact combined with the memory of his caresses caused me to start producing lubrication, and my cries for help even contained a hint of moaning.

The man behind me started tearing my cheongsam with the same hand that had ripped my underwear. This cheongsam was the man's favorite dress. He had said that every time he saw me wearing this cheongsam, he wanted to push me onto the bed and penetrate my vagina. The cheongsam had already been torn open by the man behind me, and he started rubbing my full breasts with his hands.

(i) Such a wonderful woman, her lower body is so tight. I excitedly whispered in the ear of the woman beneath me:

"Slut, you can get aroused so quickly even after being raped. Are you dressed so sexy to seduce men to rape you?"

I tore off the buttons of the woman's cheongsam and reached inside her clothes. This damn woman's breasts are so full. I just want to release my lust as quickly as possible, so there's no technique involved. Every thrust is a full sprint. I thrust intensely into the woman's lower body. The woman's desperate cries for help started to turn into moans. I suddenly wondered who was so stupid as to hurt such a wonderful woman.

(m) I had already overlapped the man behind me with that bastard. Why, why, even though I was heartbroken by that man, my body is now experiencing pleasure? What should I do? Am I going to have an orgasm under a man I don't even know?

The rain intensified, and my lower body was on the verge of collapse. The man behind me, with his unskilled thrusting, brought me to an exciting climax. Just as my brain was engaged in a fierce struggle, I felt the man behind me ejaculate a thick stream of semen inside me. After feeling the heat of the semen, I also reached my own climax. After the climax, I passed out due to the stimulation of alcohol and excitement.

(i) The intense, unskilled thrusting brought me to a quick climax. I ejaculated all my semen into the woman's vagina without any hesitation. The woman beneath me, perhaps due to the combined effects of alcohol and exhaustion, fell into a deep sleep. I got up and straightened my clothes. Looking at the unconscious woman, I knew that if I left now, she would have a hard time finding me again. But recalling the pleasure I had just experienced, and looking at the woman's perfect figure revealed by the rain, I knew that one time was not enough. I had to take this woman with me.

After making this decision, I squatted down and began to straighten the woman's clothes. Only then did I observe this woman up close. Exquisite features, full breasts, long and shapely legs—what fool would be willing to hurt such a beautiful woman?

Near this park is one of my warehouses, originally used to store liquor, so no one but me would go there. "Yes, I'll take this woman there," I said, picking her up. Her body was so light; I carried her to my warehouse with almost no effort.

After tying her up, I returned to my place, hauled some planks and a bed from my car—after all, I didn't know how long I'd be obsessed with this woman's body. I completely boarded up the warehouse's small shed, then made the bed, stripped the woman naked, and tied her hands to the headboard.

The warehouse was a converted large bungalow, so it had water and electricity. After setting everything up, I was drenched in sweat. I boiled some water and first cleaned the woman's body. Women's bodies are weaker than men's; the rape in the rain might have given her a cold. Although I'm a man who couldn't resist temptation, I wouldn't abandon a woman's life. After drying her, I draped a prepared blanket over her and then began washing myself.

(m) Upon waking, I felt a fever. Damn it, I must have caught a cold after being caught in the rain last night. What should I do? My gaze fell on the man sitting to the side. He was a handsome man with sharp features. A man like that shouldn't lack women. Why did he rape me last night? I needed some food and medicine to recover from my discomfort. I started to wriggle, trying to tell the man I was awake, that I needed something, to take the tape off my mouth, that I needed to speak.

But instead of the man helping me remove the tape, he looked at me with lustful eyes, then walked towards me naked. Without a word, he hoisted my bound legs onto his shoulders, and then once again thrust his penis into my dry vagina. Under the man's thrusting, I fell asleep again.

(i) After tidying everything up, I was too lazy to get dressed. I sat on the chair by the bed and closed my eyes to rest, but perhaps because I was too tired from arranging everything, I actually fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, I saw a woman writhing on the bed. Her breasts swayed with her movements. Thinking about the feel of her last night, and seeing such a perfect body, my penis began to swell rapidly. This damned woman, you seduced me yourself, you will pay for your actions.

I got up and walked towards the woman, climbed onto the bed, put her legs on my shoulders, and inserted my already hard penis into her vagina. I don't know why, even though it was the second time I'd entered a woman's body, my mind was no longer under my control. I just wanted to release, so I thrust in and out quickly without any skill, ejaculating. But blinded by lust, I didn't notice that the woman's body temperature was a little high. Only after all my lust was satisfied did I realize that the woman beneath me had fallen asleep. I was just wondering how she could be so easily knocked out when I noticed that her complexion was off. I reached out and touched her forehead—damn it, she had caught a cold. What to do? Never mind, her life was at stake.

I dressed the woman, then dressed myself, and carried her to my car. I drove quickly to a nearby clinic. The doctor examined her, prescribed some medicine, and said it was just a common cold and she was a little weak. He told me to take her home, eat some nutritious food, and take the medicine, and she would be fine. Finally, the doctor said, "How can a man let his woman get so sick?"

I didn't know where this woman lived, so I could only take her back to my apartment above my bar.

(m) Upon waking, I found myself lying in a large room decorated only in black and white. I didn't know who the owner of the room was. The entire room was decorated in black and white. I was extremely thirsty and wanted to get up to find water, but as soon as I lifted myself up, my weak body defeated me and I lay back down on the bed. The noise alerted the owner of the room, and a handsome man with sharp features came in. It was the man who had raped me. Did he want to rape me again? In my current state, I began to struggle with all my might, but instead of being raped, the man helped me sit up and fed me warm water little by little with a spoon. Then the man got up and went out to get a bowl of porridge, which he gently fed me spoonful by spoonful.

Postscript: (m) I forgave the man who raped me. I didn't call the police. I called my workplace and took sick leave. I stopped thinking about my ex-boyfriend, but I started going to the man's bar every day.

(i) I don't know what this feeling is like. The moment the woman became healthy, I waited for the police to arrive, but they didn't. Instead, the woman started coming to my bar every day. She stopped drinking and just sat at the bar, occasionally chatting with me. Later, I got used to her coming. Even if she was a little late, I would feel terrible. A few months later, I had sex with her again, but this time I didn't use violence. Yes, that woman is now my fiancée.

[The End]

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