I like black couches

**Doge'** · 11-20-2013

Don't know why but the past few years I've been growing a fetish for couches, specifically black. Those rubbery couches and when you smell the seats it smells like ass. Probably because one day my girlfriend told me this story. "I was kidnapped and raped by my teacher I was in 6th grade. (I was like 12 years old) to start off, I had a male teacher named Mr.Lubar(fake name) every day, he gave me looks and would sometimes wink at me. Unfortunately, I ignored it thinking it was all in my head. Until one night I had a dream about him: in the dream I was the only one in my class that one day. He had turned the lights off and started walking towards me then he raped me over and over. Since that night, I will always have a different perspective of him. One day, I stayed after school because I had to practice my instrument. He had came into the music room and asked Mrs.kigret (fake name) the music teacher if he could speak to me and of course she allowed him. I had regretfully walked out of the room with him and before I knew it he had a knife to my throat saying "come with me or I will slit your throat right here, right now" He dragged me to the school parking lot. I screamed as loud as I could but that only made him angry with me. He duct taped my mouth and wrapped rope around my body so I couldn't move. "I'm going to die" I had thought. All I could do was sit there watching my own kidnapping happen right before my very own eyes. I felt so helpless it was almost unbearable! He started the engine of the car and drove, I have no idea how long. It took forever. I mustve been asleep because when I woke up it was dark out and the car had halted to a stop. He wrestled me out of the car. I kicked and hithim but like I said that only made him threaten me with his knife some more. He threw me in a room of a house in the middle of nowhere. He tied me to a chair and ripped the duct tape off of my mouth. Immediatley I started screaming help but he held his knife to my throat again. He said "your going to have a lot of fun with me jenny(fake name)" "why did you take me" I has demanded but he just chuckled and walked out of the room. I tried screaming for help and tried undoing the knots of rope tied around me but all no use, I finally decided that I probably was going to be raped like my dream had predicted. Tears rolled down my face. It seeme to never end until he came back in the room in his boxers chuckeling again. My eyes snapped shuut. "This can't be happening" I thought. I kept them shut until I felt a wet tounge meet with my lips. I tried moving my head but his hands were too strong and they held my head in firmly in place. He dragged his tounge all across my lips and in my mouth. It was really disgusting(because I was in 6th grade) he spread his legs on my and told me to kiss him back. I refused and he said he'd rape me if I didn't. So unfortunetly I kissed him back. That took about 10 minutes then he got bored (apparently) and told me to take off his boxers or he'd rape me. I shut my eyes again and reluctantly slid off his boxers still with my eyes shut. I accidently touched his **** while doing so and I heard him inwardly sigh. "Why must this happen to me" I thought. He undid the rope around me. As I tried to escape to the door he grabbed my sleave and from the motion I was in it caused it to nearly rip off. I screamed again and fell to the floor huddled in a ball hoping he wouldn't do anything else. Of course he did. He climbed on top of me and ripped off my clothes so I wasonly in my bra and underwear. He forced me to lay down while he touched me all over. He undid my bra and started licking my ****. "Stop" I screamed over and over. I begged but he didn't budge. He ripped off my underwear and put his fingers in me going slow at first then really fast. He knew I didn't like it so he kept on doing it. He made me lick all around his **** making me gag but he shoved it in my mouth even more. He made me drink his *** and it tasted rancid. I screamed again which caused him to say to me "since you wont stop screaming, that sends only one messages towards me. Your going to get raped Jenny(again fake name) continuous tears rolled down my face as he shoved his **** into my ******. The pain is too much words will ever describe. "Please stop. Ill give you money or whatever you want just please stop" I screamed at him over and over. It never worked, he just kept on chuckeling and groaning and touching me. I felt blood all around on my body. It was horrific. He left the room finishing off with a kiss. I lay there on the floor, naked, bloody, and I had tears streaking down my face from the pain I was in. I fell asleep having nightmeres of blood and HIM. I woke up with him on top of me licking my ******. I tried moving and screaming trying to get him off of me but I couldn't. I just couldn't. I was too weak, to sad, to hurt to do anything at all. A white haze covered my vision and I couldn't feel anything but my ****** being played with. After he had finished thrusting his whole hand in my ****** over and over, he started beating me with his own body. He pushed his elbows into my neck and nearly choked the life out of me. He layed on top of me and he was really a big man, so he knocked the air out of me and I had passed out. I woke up alone in the room. I was so grateful he was gone. I staggered up, barely able to walk, and hobbled over to an airvent that I had noticed the night before. It looked about the size of my waste, maybe a little bigger. I sqieezed through (extremley uncomfortable because I didn't have any clothes on) and ended up passing an airvent that was above him. A drop of my blood dropped through the vent and landed on his head. After that I crashed through the airvent hoping to get somewhere outside. Thank the lord because I did.I scrambled outside squinting because of the sunlight. "How long have I been gone" I had asked my self. I ran through the woods that surrounded the house and came across a hospital in a small town. As soon as I walked in there nurses came rushing towards me to help me. The gave me clothing, food, water, and a place to sleep. The doctors said to me after surgery that I had fractured all of my *** bones , my elbow, my neck, broke my leg, my wrist and many other injuries. I was so happy. It was the most happy I have ever been in my life actually. I don't know what happened to mr.lubar. well actually, I do but I'm not there yet. When I had gone back to school I was greeted with a warm welcome from all of my friends. But I didn't tell one of them that I was raped, or who caused me to get all of these injuries. When I had gone to my period I had mr.lubar, I had figured there would be a permanent subsatute. But mr.lubar stood there. He winked once at me and I knew it would never end. He would be on my life for a while. He continued to harass me in school. I don't know what I can do. I hate him though. He's really, he's caused so much pain in my life. Then I fucked her on a black couch