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Just got home from work. Met the lady 2 doors down finishing letting her dog do it business.

Shes says something I couldn’t hear. So I asked “what’s that?” shes holding her dog at this time, she goes “f****** dog…” At least that’s what I heard, I don’t have the greatest hearing but I didn’t ask her her to clarify again. We’re both 4 floors up, she was coming in too. She then gives me the classic “you look so familiar to me… Do I look familiar to you?” I looked at her and said “no, but who do I look like to you” she goes “I don’t know, I don’t know him…” I then added “because I hear that often (every few years), I have a second cousin 3 hours north, who I’m told I look exactly like, shockingly, we don’t even have the same last name, he’s about 7 -10 years older than me. I have had random people I don’t know who are from there who were here tell me I like ok exactly like him by name….” I have also been told years ago by people who really knew me that they saw me on stage in a band singing Def Leppard songs at a bar… I have a few twins out there…”

Then how long have you been here? I’m like “since oh, 1980? You mean here the city or the building?” She meant the building.

New Confession

I started exp.osing myself in grade school. The girls were shocked and ran. In most cases they couldn’t see who I was because I covered my face.

Then in high school I ra.ped a girl. I ti e d her to a picnic table and spread her wide open. I examined her holes and then ra.ped her while she screamed and begged. It was a fantastic orga.sm. I kept her pa.nties as a souvenir. I released her and she must not have reported it because I never got in trouble. Too humiliating for her.

In college I ra.ped two more girls. I ra.ped one in the parking lot by dragging her into the nearby woods. I kept her pa.nties too.

Then there was this other girl who was always going around campus telling the male students to not ra.pe anyone. She promoted the idea that there was a ra.pe crisis. I think she just needed some co.ck so one weekend I took her and I ra.ped her repeatedly all weekend long, over and over.

Up her pu.ssy many times and up her a s s too. She was furious, she screamed and raged but eventually she broke and begged and pleaded. Funny thing was that she clim.axed several times while I ra.ped her. I also rubbed her cli.t with my finger and she clim.axed for that too. Her cl.it swelled and got really hard when I rubbed it, she started rocking and begging, “no, no, please no”. She kept rocking back and forth and then she couldn’t hold back anymore and she clim.axed, shivered, shook, moaned and moaned.

I asked her how it was to be the big ra.pe fear spreader on campus and then to get ra.ped She begged me to not tell anyone. I knew then she wasn’t going to report it. After that she no longer spread fear or talked about the male students being ra.pists. I bet she mast.urbates regularly while remembering being ra.ped and it’s probably the best or.gasms she ever has.

Funny thing is I’m dating a girl now who says that ra.pists should be cas.trated, emas.culated, de-balled. She doesn’t know that I am a ra.pist. She doesn’t know my history. I tried to persuade her against cas.tration but she says that ra.pe is so humiliating, it breaks the girl mentally and impacts her for life so the ra.pist should be neutered. She says so “his gun doesn’t have any more bullets”. She means his co.ck can’t shoot a load. It really irritates me to hear her talk that way. I’ve been treating her rougher in bed and I’m just going to drag her into the bedroom, strip her na.ked and ra.pe her. I think that’s what she needs. It’s what they all need and want.

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