One day I decide to send your wife a letter in the mail, but turns out you got it instead and read it and found out it was sent by me. You become furious and decide to get even with me. One day you see a strange ad in the newspaper under the personal ads and exotic services. It's called "The Black Door." You read the ad and it says "What's your pleasure? Are you kinky? Need a fantasy fulfilled? Do you need revenge?
We offer professional male and female actors who are willing to act out any fantasy that you desire no matter how dark and kinky it is, just clean and discreet fun. We also sell sex toys , lubricants, condoms, roleplay gear and costumes, etc. Come visit or call us at The Black Door where your wildest fantasies come true. You decide to call that number and a man answers, "The Black Door, Tom speaking." You say, "Yes, I saw your ad in the newspaper and wanted to know if one of your people could act out a rape fantasy for a girl I know.
He says, "Yes, we can do that for you. What do you have in mind?" You reply back and say, "Well, I want someone to pretend that he's gonna rape this chic I know. We were good friends at first and she knew I was married from the beginning, but she got real jealous and wants to send letters to my wife in the mail and I want it to stop before it happens again. I need someone to scare her and give her a written message from me. The man replies back and says, "So you want someone to scare her off for you, not go all the way with her and pretend he's actually going to rape her like a rape-o-gram?" You say, "yeah." Tom replies, "Ok, that should be no problem. How do you want him to look like?" Do you want him to be short and skinny or tall and muscular?" You tell him you want him to be tall and muscular.
He tells you, "Ok, I have a guy that goes by the name of John, he's white, about 6'1, real muscular and works out a lot." Then you tell him that will work. Then he asks you for my name and if you can email or fax him a picture of me and my home address. You tell him that you will send a picture of me through email and my info. Then he says, "OK, guess I will give John a call and let him take a look at what you gave to me. He's a professional actor by the way, all the people that work for me are professional actors from Los Angeles. I found them at a local talent agency and they all choose to be anonymous and use fake names.
You tell him that's great to hear and ask him how much he charges. He tells you he charges $75 bucks for one act. Then he says, "By the way, we also sell all kinds of rape gear and supplies, rape porn, rape comics, novels, sex toys, you name it, you should come by and check us out some time." You say, "Cool, thanks for letting me know." He says back, "You're welcome, I will give you a call back when John is through acting out the roleplay and then you can send a check in the mail to my office or come by and pay me in cash or credit card."
You thank him and hang up. One night I'm laying on my couch watching tv and hear a strange noise outside. I turn it off for a moment with my remote and look outside the window, but don't see anything. Then I open my front door to take a look outside and still don't see anything unusual. I lock all my doors and windows just to feel safe. I turn off all my lights and get ready for bed. I walk upstairs to my bedroom, take a shower and slip into my silk nightgown. As I get out the bathroom and turn off the light, I see a black silhouette walk by in the hallway.
I'm frightened a bit and slowly walk out the hallway to look, then suddenly out of the blue, a tall man dressed in black with a black nylon and black ski mask over his head and latex gloves grabs me from behind with one hand covering my mouth. I'm screaming and struggling the whole time trying to get away, but he's too strong. Then he drags me to the bedroom gripping me real tight around the waist. He tosses me on the bed and climbs on top of me. He uses some duct tape to tie my wrists together above my head.
I'm saying "Please...what do you want?" He doesn't say anything. Then I say, "Please........ don't hurt me," in a whimpering voice. He takes a knife out from his back pocket and holds it up and brandishes it in my face to let me know he's in control. He rips off my silk nightgown with his knife exposing my large breasts and rips off my silk panties exposing my cunt. Then he glides the blade down from my cleavage to my cunt as I'm feeling the sharp cold steel.
Then he turns me over while I'm laying on my stomach and does the same thing. He glides the blade again all over my back then down my spine to my butt cheeks, then up and down my legs and hips. Im frightened and squirming the whole time and say, "Please....let me go." Then he turns me over again and whispers, "Now, don't move." He lays a small envelope with a note inside of top of my stomach. I lay there as I watch him slowly backing up looking at me with the knife in his hand. He walks out the bedroom door and I'm wondering in my head where is he going? I lay there for 20 minutes and hear no noise the whole time. Then I realize he's gone and decide to get up and find something to cut the tape off of my wrists. "It's a good thing he didn't tape my ankles together", I think to myself.
I find a pair of scissors in my dresser and use my fingers to pick them up and cut myself free. I find the envelope on my bed and open it, it reads on the top, "RAPE-O-GRAM", then a small paragraph saying, " Pull that stunt with me again and next time it will be me underneath the mask. I will hurt and rape you like you wouldn't believe and you won't know when it's coming. I would lock all my windows and doors if I were you."
With your initials on the bottom, R.H. I say to myself, " I can't believe him....sending someone to come and scare me, what an asshole." So after a week , I ignore the note and decide to play my little stunt again.
I send another letter to your wife. You find it in the mailbox again before your wife does. You are furious, tear it to pieces and say, "I guess she didn't get the message, time for my dirty work. I am going to hurt her and deliver my message to her personally." You tell your wife that you're going out of town for a few days and that you have to take care of some business. Then you drive all the way down here to Tulsa, OK. You know my address, where I live, how my house looks like, what car I drive and figure out how you're gonna get your message across with me and how you're gonna torture me.
You decide to look for that place called The Black Door to get some rape gear and supplies to use on me. You look around and notice they have all types of gloves, masks, rope, lubricants, condoms and sex toys. You take a box of white latex gloves, a box of condoms, one lubricant, rope, nipple clamps, a dildo, a black ski mask and a black nylon mask off the shelves. The cashier guy goes, "Planning on raping somebody?" You say, "Yeah, my girlfriend and I love to play rape." He says, "Oh I see" and laughs. "Your total is $43.74." He takes the money and says, "Well, have fun, here's your receipt."
You say, "Thanks," and walk out the door. You put all the stuff in your trunk with your knife, gas mask and duffel bag. Later on, you find my house and watch me. You study me and find out when I go to work, when I come home and when I go to bed so you can decide when to break in and torture me. You also follow me and stalk me everywhere I go without knowing it. You enjoy watching me.
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