Raping the Willing

                Gia Stillmen was a senior at NYU.  She had been seeing a guy named Blake for the majority of her college years.  He and Gia spoke of marriage daily and even planned their kid’s names.  For the first time, Blake had his own room, so Gia unofficially moved in as she would leave her apartment to go to his for the sole purpose of sleeping.  Gia based her entire happiness and well being on her relationship with Blake, if Blake was in a bad mood, than Gia was miserable, if Blake was happy, Gia was as well.  Her relationship with Blake had sucked virtually every type of independence she had.  Gia wasn’t entirely hopeless, she did hold on to a couple principles and morals that Blake may not have approved of.  On one occasion, Gia was sleeping nude in Blake’s bed, a very often occurrence, and Blake woke her up demanding sex; Gia refused claiming she was tired.  Blake, not used to Gia saying no and knowing her love of intercourse, pushed the matter further.   Gia held fast and continually refused Blake’s advancements.  Finally Blake said, “Can I rape you?”  

                Gia replied, “No”

                “Ah come on”

                “Fine”

                Blake rolled on top of Gia and thrusted his penis into her vagina repeatedly as Gia lay with little reaction.  This didn’t last long and no permanent damage was done to Gia’s body. 

The next day, Gia went to classes finding the night before humorous.  After classes, Gia met up with her good friend Larry.  Larry was in love with Gia and had been since freshman year.  Before Blake, Larry and Gia briefly hooked up but Larry got a little too clingy and Gia pushed him away.  Gia knew Larry still had feelings for her but so long as Larry kept to himself and didn’t overstep his boundaries, she was fine.  He had always done anything Gia asked him to do, which normally were just little favors.  Likewise, she had done many favors for Larry.  Gia trusted him and Larry was a guest at her apartment on many occasions and even won over her parents.  What seemed to be a common pattern was that Gia would hang out with Larry during the day and then Blake and other friends at night.  Larry knew his role with Gia and rarely overstepped his boundaries.  Given all this, it didn’t seem unordinary for Gia to invite Larry to her apartment.  Gia’s parents were in their Hampton house and her brother was away at school in Colorado.  Being alone in her apartment was not unnatural to Gia, and calling Larry for company because of her boredom seemed logical since Larry kept his life very simple and spontaneous so could spend unlimited amounts of time pretty much wherever he desired.  The most common complaint against Larry was that he was too nice, especially with Gia.  Larry came over and the doorman said, “Hey Larry” and told him to go right up. 

Even though almost all the doormen in Gia’s building knew Larry, he still found it humorous that they don’t call Gia to see if it’s okay for him to come up before letting him through.  But, in their defense, Larry had been there enough.  Larry rang the doorbell and Gia answered said hi and walked back to her room where she was talking to multiple people online.  This was her common greeting and Larry sat on her bed watching her as he always did.  Gia spun around to talk to him and said matter-of-factly, “So Blake raped me last night”

Larry’s head shot up as rage began to flow through his body but still hoped he misheard.  He replied, “What?!”

“I was sleeping and he wanted sex and I was like ‘no, no, no’ then he asked if he could rape me so I said ‘fine’” she said with a smile thinking Larry would see the humor in this.

Larry calmed down, but he certainly didn’t find it humorous.  He wondered if Gia knew what goes through his head every time she said something like this.  He also kicked himself thinking that he should be used to it considering Gia’s friends often referred to a guy saying a kind compliment in flirtation as ‘molesting’ and Gia had screamed ‘rape’ jokingly when Larry had cuddled with her on a number of occasions.  His mind immediately jumped to the same time that always jumps in his mind when Gia makes such an over-exaggeration.  Freshman year, Gia came to Larry’s dorm crying.  Larry inquired why and she told him of a fight she had with Blake but when she tried to leave, he grabbed her by the leg and dragged her back.  That time, Gia noticed the hostility and rage in Larry’s voice so calmed down to assure him that Blake didn’t hurt her and wouldn’t and did let her go eventually.  Her tears spoke louder than her words to Larry, he wanted desperately to attack Blake, but knew that Gia would probably never speak to him again and he wasn’t ready to lose her as a friend.  That was four years ago, now Blake’s antics were beginning to get to Larry.  Blake was a lot bigger than Larry.  Blake worked out daily, sometimes twice a day, and his shoulders were about twice as broad as Larry’s, and his biceps measured the size of most people’s heads.  Larry knew however that even Blake admitted these bulging muscles were just for show.  Larry had grown up fighting people bigger than him using his high tolerance of pain, persistence, and knowledge learned through trial and error how to fight.  He knew he could beat Blake, especially if enraged.  He still, however, didn’t want to do it to avoid an argument with Gia.  Every time Blake pulled one of his antics and then Gia assured Larry it was okay, the rage always subsided.  Today was different though, Larry seemed to be getting angrier.  He realized that it wasn’t even at Blake but at Gia.  His mind started conjuring conspiracies that Gia toyed with his emotions on purpose.  He believed she purposely got him to start getting angry only to call it off.  This thought infuriated him more.  He looked up with bloodshot eyes.  There were two times in which Larry had hit Gia.  Both times were when he and Gia were sharing a bed and Larry flinched in his sleep and his wrist collided with Gia’s side.  Both people awoke and Larry was extremely apologetic and hugged Gia feeling horrible about himself.  Although Gia shrugged it off, Larry never let himself live it down.  He brought it up often with Gia especially when she claimed Blake would never hit her.  Larry pointed out that Gia said the same thing about him and then brought up these times to prove her wrong.  Blake had similar flinches in his sleep, but nobody but Larry considered it culpable.  It’s perhaps due to this past history and Gia’s refusal to admit that Larry would ever harm her that she, normally a very observant person, didn’t notice that Larry was looking at her like he never had before, with fury.  Larry, not a very observant person, started sizing Gia up in her chair.  She was wearing a small T-shirt, and sweatpants with no socks.  Instinctively, he mentally undressed her, wanting her body against his more and more.  Gia got up to check something on her shelves on the opposite side of her beds.  Larry got up and came behind her and wrapped his arms around her back and rested them on her waist.  Gia had seen Larry do this to her before, very rarely did she reciprocate but if she did it was only to let him cuddle with her.  Her normal response, however, was to shake violently with her arms up causing Larry to back off with his palms up in retreat.  This is what she tried as soon as she felt Larry’s touch on her body.  But Larry didn’t retreat this time.  Instead he grabbed tighter, he whispered in her ear, “not this time, Gia” and kissed her gently on the neck. 

Gia was annoyed now, she said rather sternly, “Get off me”

Larry lifted her slender body and Gia’s knees instinctively bent up as Larry swung her body around and bent her over the guest bed in her room.  Gia was too scared to move, Larry had never done that before.  Before she knew it, Larry’s right hand moved from interlocking his left on her stomach to sliding the sweatpants over her butt and down to her knees.  Larry pushed his pelvis forward and Gia felt his erect penis through his jeans against the crack of her buttocks over her black thong.  Larry brought his hands over her bare buttocks and slid them up under her T-shirt and unclipped her bra and then slid his hands around grabbing her bare breasts.  Gia screamed, “Get off me!”

The second she finished the sentence, Larry’s right hand pushed its way free of her shirt and slapped across her mouth silencing her.  He bent next to her ear and said, “Gia, the door is locked, in the rare event that someone hears you, nobody will come in.  You have a reputation of being a slut, and, aside from that, people don’t like getting involved, they just assume everything’s okay.  People hesitate way too long before interfering, that’s why they teach girls in American society not to scream “rape” because too many girls are like you Gia and cry wolf.   Now you know how I carry a pocketknife wherever I go.  You scream again, I’ll slit your fucking throat, and I guarantee, even if someone rushes to the scene, they won’t get in before you’re dead.  I know all seven major arteries in the body and I’ll slit them all before they get in.  So shut the fuck up, too long you’ve let guys have their way with you, now I’m going to show you what can happen.”

If the words weren’t scary enough, Gia was also frightened at the calm in Larry’s voice.  She had known him pretty well the past few years, and knew that everything he was saying was true.  She wanted to scream but couldn’t find her voice.  Half of her was saying that Larry would never kill her but the other half yelled back that she would have said Larry would never rape her either.  As her mind was processing what she heard, Larry pulled her bra off from under her shirt.  His hands were now on top of the shirt gripping the back collar.  He pulled his hands opposite each other and tore the shirt down the middle and yanked the two newly created pieces and tossed them to the ground.  He lowered his arms some more and pulled her thong down to her ankles.  Gia’s legs were spread apart so that Larry’s legs were on the inside of her corresponding legs.  This inhibited Gia from kicking back.  Larry stood himself up again making sure to feel Gia’s legs all the way up and squeeze her butt hard.  He then removed his shirt and lied on Gia’s back kissing her neck.  Gia already decided she wasn’t going to scream, she just cried from helplessness.  Larry knew that Gia had submitted her fight.  The only thing Gia was saying between sobs was ‘please don’t or ‘please stop.’  He unzipped his jeans and unbuttoned them pulling them down along with his boxers freeing his elongated penis.  Most of Larry’s friends were girls and when they hung out they often discussed feminine things such as birth control and periods.  It’s from overhearing these conversations that Larry knew Gia was on birth control, over 99% effective.  He also knew that there is a less than 1% chance of a woman becoming pregnant from rape.  Larry liked these statistics and decided he didn’t need a condom, as he shoved his penis into Gia’s vagina from behind and jammed it in and out as Gia moaned between her sobs.  Larry slid his arms under Gia’s and interlocked his hands behind her neck putting Gia in a full nelson.  He continually humped Gia as her vaginal walls began to tear.  Larry had very thick skin, thus a little blood wouldn’t gross him out.  He stopped humping and left his penis inside Gia and pulled his arms toward him standing Gia up.  He released the hold and wrapped his arms around her body caressing her breasts.  He started taunting Gia in her ear, “All those times you teased me, all those times you freaked out when I touched you, all those times you shared a bed with me but threw my arm off when I tried to cuddle.  You fucking teased me and now you’re paying for it.” 

If you had asked Larry before arriving at Gia’s, none of these things he would have said even annoyed him.  He didn’t know it, but he was making up reasons for why he was doing this to Gia because he knew he really didn’t have one.  His main reason was because he was sick of hearing her use powerful terms like ‘rape’ and ‘molest’ to describe trivial things.  Larry lowered his right hand and played with Gia’s clitoris ring.  As he did this he slowly humped her some more.  Gia pleaded more loudly in a crying tone, “Larry, please stop, I’m sorry”

Larry was beyond reasoning with.  He was emotionless as he held all his feelings of this for later, right now, he was driven by only one head, and it wasn’t on top his body.  The only thing in his mind was rage and hate.  He shoved her upper body back down on the bed and slid his hands on the side of her butt cheeks and caressed her thighs.  He then yanked her legs up and wrapped them around his waist forcing his penis deeper into Gia.  Gia groaned from the pain as tears flowed from her face.  Larry pulled her arms up and wrapped them around his neck and lowered his left hand to her left breast and his right to her clitoris.  Gia’s clitoris was being stimulated by Larry’s hand, penis and her diamond clitoris ring.  Under normal circumstances, this would have been enjoyable, but these weren’t normal circumstances.  Finally, Larry pushed Gia’s limbs from their positions and let Gia fall to the ground on her stomach.  Gia thought he had climaxed and that’s why he released her.  She lay there audibly crying, kind of happy that it was over, but then Larry nudged her side with his foot flipping her onto her back.  Gia noticed his penis hadn’t gone limp; therefore he hadn’t climaxed and thus was not going to stop.  Larry spread Gia’s legs and placed his penis back in Gia’s vagina and wrapped her legs around his waist again.  He brought his head around Gia’s breasts and maneuvered his mouth around them.  He slowly humped her while his hands caressed her legs.  He then raised his head and gently kissed Gia’s neck all around.  Gia had never been raped but she certainly hadn’t expected anything to be gentle.  Even while Larry was caressing her legs he was being gentle about it.  Gia began seeing that underneath this new side of Larry she was seeing, the Larry she knew was still there.  After all, Larry still hadn’t hit her.  Larry moved his head to kiss her cheek and approached her mouth, he wanted to kiss her lips but didn’t want to give Gia the chance to bite at his lip or tongue so he retreated back to her neck.  Larry wrapped Gia’s arms around his neck and stood up.  Gia dropped her legs instinctively and Larry lifted her left leg with his left hand and backed her against her closet wall and his right hand caressed her buttocks.  Larry repeatedly kissed her neck as he pulled her left leg to collide with his thrusting pelvis. After a little while of this, Larry dropped her left leg and lifted her right leg and repeated the motions.  He then picked both legs up and wrapped them around his waist and brought both hands to her buttocks squeezing hard and thrusting harder and faster.  Blood was emulating from torn walls in Gia’s vagina but it had been minimized.  She had shut down all defenses and just relaxed her body to let Larry do whatever he wanted.  She wasn’t going to resist but she wasn’t going to aid him either.  This would minimize her pain.  Larry took two steps from the wall and nudged Gia’s upper body back as he brought his right hand over the crease between her C sized breasts squeezing each of them only to pull her forward and kiss her neck again.  He dropped her legs and squatted down kissing Gia’s body all the way.  Gia leaned against the wall hoping Larry would climax soon.  He had withdrawn from her vagina so hoped that he was close that’s why he pulled out.  Larry gently positioned Gia’s leg over his left shoulder and let it bend.  Larry turned his head and kissed her left thigh.  If Gia had not been being raped, she would have called this Larry’s inexperience and laughed at it.  She was given a sudden reality check when Larry shot his body up making Gia’s leg completely perpendicular to the floor, Larry’s penis back in her vagina and Larry’s arms back to squeezing her buttocks.  Larry humped gently as Gia’s straightened leg moved with Larry’s upper body.  Luckily, Gia was very flexible with her left leg, Larry knew this, so this didn’t hurt as much as it would normal people.  Larry squatted down once more, and did the same with Gia’s right leg.,  Gia hissed in pain, her right leg wasn’t as flexible, she pleaded, “Larry please” as Larry made his way up.

Larry didn’t listen and just continued to hump Gia.  He then dropped her right leg and pushed her onto her bed lying on her back.  He brought his arms under Gia’s legs and on her hamstrings and crawled over her lifting her legs on his shoulders all the way until they were straight behind Gia’s head and Larry’s penis deeply penetrated Gia’s vaginal walls.  Larry thrusted his pelvis a little more and Gia moaned as her right groin muscle pulled.  Gia finally heard the familiar choke-like noises of a man who had just climaxed.  Larry immediately withdrew as he felt it coming and left most of it on Gia’s chest and thin stomach.  He stood up standing next to Gia so that her naked body lay perpendicular to his, while he stood at her waist.  He put one arm under her neck and the other under her knees lifting her up the way a husband carries a wife over the threshold of their new home.  He carried her out of her bedroom, into the hall and turned right into Gia’s bathroom.  He set her down in the tub and turned the shower on immediately grabbing the bar of soap spreading it all over Gia’s body.  Larry was destroying any evidence of his rape, but this would only have been effective if Gia was unconscious when he raped her.  Still, he did it and then went into Gia’s room leaving her in the shower, got dressed and walked out of the apartment. 

Gia lay in the tub as the water beat off her.  All the sounds she suppressed when Larry was raping her she let out now.  She cried hysterically as the water beat off her.  She was in pain before, but now that it was over, the pain was more pronounced.  Her insides hurt, her right leg hurt, she knew she’d have to go to a doctor.  She didn’t want to tell her parents, after all, they would just make her retell the story in court.  Gia didn’t want to relive the moment in gruesome detail again.  She lied there in the shower for a long while before making her way to her feet and limping to her room to put on clothes.  She then called Blake.  Hearing Blake’s voice calmed her but she immediately began crying again as she thought what she was going to tell him.  Blake immediately asked her what was wrong as he heard her sobs.  Gia stopped crying long enough to let out, “Larry raped me.”

Blake’s eyes widened in shock, “Excuse me?”

“Larry raped me”

Blake shook his head and then said, “Where is he now?”

Gia, still sobbing, said, “Ah come on Blake, you can’t fight.”

“Gia, that fucker raped you, I’m not going to stand for that, I can take him.”

“Just come over and help me get to a hospital.”

Blake just realized how serious it was and rushed over to her house.  The doorman also knew Blake and let him up.  Blake yelled at him to call an ambulance.  The doorman was a little confused and called up to Gia’s apartment.  Gia heard the phone ring but didn’t want to answer it; she knew that the doormen would let Blake up.  Blake got to Gia’s door but it was locked since it locked automatically when Larry shut it.  Gia struggled herself to her feet and stumbled to the door and opened it.  Blake helped Gia downstairs, the doorman was a little confused but neither Blake nor Gia explained it.  The ambulance arrived and told Blake to let Gia lie down.  They put her on a stretcher and placed her into the ambulance letting Blake come along for the ride.  Gia held Blake’s hand, she was glad to have him by her side.  All Blake was thinking about, was physically harming Larry. 

Blake stayed with Gia as long as visiting hours allowed.  She had a significant amount of tearing of her vaginal walls and a pulled groin, but it wasn’t enough to require surgery.  She would, however, need to spend a couple days in the hospital.  The orderlies knew it was a rape but Gia kept saying she didn’t want to press charges.  Blake tried to persuade her, but she remained stern.  It didn’t matter what Gia said, Blake was still going to fight Larry for this.  He wanted him to pay for what Larry did to her.  Gia seemed at peace on her bed, Blake felt good about himself because he assumed Gia looked peaceful because she loved being in his company despite the rape and the pain.  Blake was forced to leave the hospital but promised he’d be back the next day.

Blake didn’t know where Larry was.  He called every one of Gia’s friends and asked if they had seen him.  It didn’t take long to find out Larry was at a bar in Greenwich Village.  Blake jumped in a cab and went to the bar.  He walked in to find Larry drinking with two of his female friends.  Blake grabbed Larry by the shoulder and tossed him off the stool.  Larry stumbled but remained on his feet.  He looked up and saw the rage in Blake.  Larry was just calm, he knew Blake couldn’t fight and was looking forward to using Blake’s size and strength against him.  Larry smiled and said, “You want a drink?

“Fuck you, you piece of shit” he said as he approached Larry

Larry backed away with his arms up and said, “Now now, I assume you want to talk outside”

                Blake smiled and nodded and said, “Yea, something like that”                                               

                Larry moved toward the door, making sure not to turn his back on Blake.  He smelled a cheap shot coming any second.  Blake stalked Larry out the door. Larry’s female friends rushed outside and stepped in between them.  Blake hissed, “Get the fuck out of the way”

The girls pleaded for them to stop, Larry calmly said, “Girls, Blake has a reason to be upset with me, just go back inside, and charge any drinks to my tab.”

The girls were Larry’s two closest friends.  They had never seen him act like that but they couldn’t mistake the rage in Blake’s eyes.  Confused they backed away and Blake couldn’t contain himself any more, he ran at Larry with his right fist raised.  Larry bent down and as Blake approached, wrapped his arms around his legs and shot his upper body up catapulting Blake over his shoulder and onto his back.  Blake had no experience with falling and dropped his elbows, allowing them to take the blunt of the force.  Blake got up shaking his elbows, he then raised his elbows and took a full swing at Larry, but he ducked under it and gave Blake a stiff jab in his ribs with his right hand.  Blake grabbed his ribs a second then raised his arm trying to ignore the pain.  He again swung with his right fist.  Larry turned with the punch remembering that both Gia and Blake believed that if he got one punch off he could win a fight.  Larry was going to prove this Larryry wrong.  Larry saw Blake’s arms flailing, his elbows parallel to the ground, there was just too much movement and too awkward an angle to get a full force behind the punch.   Blake had no idea how to swing powerfully; all the muscle in the world wasn’t going to help him.  When Blake connected he dropped his arms content that he had reached his mark.  The second he did, Larry came back with his left fist, elbows tucked so he could get his full strength behind the punch and jabbed it directly into Blake’s solar plexus, then brought his right into his sternum and his left to his right ribcage and finished with a right to his left ribcage.  These four places are the tenderest places on a human midsection, and Larry connected with each shot, knocking any wind Blake may have had out of him.  No work out strengthened the sternum or the solar plexus, the rib shots were to weaken that area for later.  Blake’s body went numb and his arms dropped even more as his head bowed trying to pant but had no breath to do so.  Larry grabbed his left arm and chopped at the brachial artery in the bicep representing a pressure point when pressured caused the body to lie flat down.  Larry brought Blake’s broad frame down flat on his stomach and brought his left leg up and stepped down on the pressure point so Blake was pinned at Larry’s mercy.  Larry used his right leg to kick at Blake’s face.  Blake could only turn his head to take the blow to the back of his head, but Larry just extended his leg and brought his heel back into Blake’s face repeatedly.  Blood immediately spewed from Blake’s face as Larry’s sneaker continually connected with his face.  He knelt down and turned Blake’s face back toward where Larry had Blake’s arm pinned and Larry started punching at his face.  Larry then switched his right leg to pin down Blake and used his left leg to stomp at Blake’s kidneys.  Larry noticed people around shocked that this small-framed kid was beating a guy twice his size.  Larry started taunting with every stomp, “This is for making Gia cry, and this is for raping her, yea that’s right she told me about that, all she wanted to do was sleep you piece of shit.”

The people around heard Larry’s taunts and thought they understood why the fight was occurring.  Blake was in too much pain to speak.  He started spitting blood due to Larry’s kidney shots causing his insides to bleed.  Larry stepped down with his left leg on Blake’s shoulder of the arm Larry had pinned.  He bent down and lifted Blake’s arm removing his right leg.  He pulled it up so that it was perpendicular to the ground then used his right knee to drive Blake’s arm across his back.  The wedge created by Larry’s left foot caused Blake’s shoulder to separate from the socket.  He screamed out in pain.  Larry then kicked at Blake’s side where his kidneys were.  He turned his back to Blake and drove his leg back so that his heel would connect and cause more damage per blow.  He heard a couple cracks and jumped over to his other side and repeated it breaking a few more ribs.  Blake had long since lost consciousness from pain but he was in a pool of his own blood.  The girls let Larry attack, for they also knew Gia and felt Blake deserved a beating for raping her.  They were a little confused because they knew Gia was obsessed with Blake and it didn’t seem likely that Blake could rape her since she was always willing but why else would Larry not stop after he had clearly won.  They shoved Larry back, his one friend Kate hugged him, she had experience of excessively violent men and knew that a little bit of affection could calm them down.  It worked; Larry started panting as his anger subsided.  He had finally gotten his revenge for the times Blake had made Gia cry.  An ambulance came shortly after and took the still unconscious Blake to the hospital.  The official diagnoses were internal bleeding caused by ruptured kidneys, a broken nose, five broken ribs and a separated shoulder.  They immediately went into surgery to cure the internal bleeding.  Blake would be in the hospital for a while.  When he awoke and was informed of everything, he called Gia and told her what had happened.  Gia said, “Thanks for trying to help me out, but you knew you couldn’t fight, you should have gotten one of your frat buddies to kill him.”

Blake couldn’t believe that he was kind of being admonished for fighting Larry but was too weak to argue so just said, “I’m sorry Gia, he just really pissed me off, I hated that he hurt you, but don’t worry, I’ll get someone to beat the living shit out of him.”

“Blake, no, too many people are getting hurt.  Just leave him alone.”

Blake was shocked.  Gia of all people should want Larry in a body bag considering he raped her.  Again, he was too weak to argue so he just ended the conversation.  Gia hung up the phone with a smile.  Blake did tell her what Larry was saying in his taunts.  She understood why Larry had injured him so badly and was confident Larry had gotten everything out of his system.  She fell asleep easier than she had in a long time. 

Gia was released from the hospital a couple days after the incident.  She didn’t inform her parents about what happened, they were in the Hamptons the entire time.  Gia returned home and went about her days as if nothing happened telling nobody about Larry raping her.  After a couple weeks she was at her house and put on a short t-shirt Larry had gotten her from the top of the Empire State Building and sweat pants.  She had planned and waited for this day for a little while now.  She knew Larry liked her in sweat pants and she knew he’d appreciate the shirt.  She went over to Larry’s apartment and rang the buzzer.  Larry lived on the first floor so was used to anytime someone wanted to be buzzed in to just ring his buzzer.  He hit the button without thinking and opened his door to see if it was actually for him or for someone else in the building.  He knew that this was a dangerous practice but he didn’t care, he felt completely safe in New York City.  He was very surprised to see Gia walk through the doors though.  He expected her to be followed by a lawyer issuing Larry a subpoena or cops arresting him, but Gia appeared to be alone.  Gia was smiling, which further disarmed Larry.  She said with a slight chuckle, “hi”

This snapped Larry out of his trance and responded with obvious confusion in his voice, “Hi”

“Can I come in?”

Larry shook his head and opened the door wider and his arm extended motioning for Gia to come in.  Larry asked, more so out of habit since he was the host “Do you want anything to eat or drink or something?”

“No thanks I’m okay”

Gia sat on Larry’s bed and lied down on her stomach giving Larry a profile view of her.  She bent her knees up and propped her head against her folded hands.  Larry had told her that he believed this to be the most seductive position a girl could be in.  It had the desired effect as Larry stared dumbfounded at Gia.  Larry wondered if she was in shock and just blocked the rape from her mind.  He had heard of a psychological condition where kidnapped victims become infatuated with their kidnappers since they ignore the dastardly things they’ve done and focus that they are taking care of the victim.  Larry wondered if this worked for rape victims too.  Of the two, the latter seemed correct; Gia hadn’t overtly flirted with Larry in four years.  Forgetting the rape happened, would not make her act like this.  Gia had a wide smile on her face.  Larry approached her cautiously.  He had never felt more uncomfortable around Gia in his entire life.  Gia said, “Sit down and talk to me.”

Larry sat on his bed and Gia sat up as well, the position had done all she wanted it to.  She leaned forward despite her being sat next to Larry and said, “Now Larry, I know you’re confused.  So let me explain, freshman year I pushed you away because I didn’t want to seem too desperate.  Remember, I was still a virgin then.  Since then, aside from hugging, you haven’t made a move.  I couldn’t wait so I was with Blake telling you every detail, hoping you’d give in and make a fucking move.  But, you never did.  I mean, I admit I didn’t expect you to do what you did.  If you would have just made a move, we could’ve fucked and I wouldn’t have bled, instead you immediately ripped my pants off and fucked me.  But, I got into it quick enough and I wasn’t as hurt.  You fuck very well.”  Larry’s mouth just dropped.  He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  How did Gia see his raping her as him making a move, just a little fast?  He began thinking that he may have underestimated how Gia downplayed horrifying things Blake did.  Suddenly, he wished he had done more harm to Blake just in case but then concluded he had done a number.  Hell, Blake was still recovering.  Gia continued, “I also think it’s pretty sweet what you did to Blake for me.  I know you understand I couldn’t explicitly tell you to attack him for doing all those things to me, but I was hoping that a man would step forth and teach that fucker a lesson and you did.” She said as she stroked his arm with a huge smile on her face.

Larry couldn’t help but smile.  He still was too shocked to speak so he just sat there like a fool smiling.  Gia giggled and said, “Awww, you’re speechless, what did you think, I’d come in here with people to kick your ass, or the cops or something?”

“Yes” Larry finally mustered a little too loudly.

Gia lowered her head slightly shaking her head and smiling innocently.  “No no no” she said as she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.  Larry didn’t have time to react but pushed his mouth toward her but Gia retreated.  The slight tease turned Larry on more.  He retreated but Gia moved in and kissed him again.  This time Larry did have time to kiss back.  Gia turned her slender body toward Larry and pushed her body against his leaning him back to lie on the bed.  She lowered her kisses to his neck and sat up and straddled his waist.  Gia could already feel that Larry was aroused.  She reached into her purse and pulled out two pairs of handcuffs smiling innocently.  Larry’s lips parted forming a large smile.  Not only did Larry enjoy his hook ups to be a little violent but coming from an innocent sweet girl like Gia, rough play turned him on more than he could imagine.  She said very softly, “Just relax, and let me work.” 

Gia cuffed Larry’s arms to the bedpost first.  She then slid her body down running her hands down his sides and removing his socks.  She took two more sets of handcuffs from her bag and cuffed Larry’s ankles to the bedpost.  She then unclipped Larry’s knife from his waist and opened it.  Larry smiled some more and saw Gia look up with a naïve smile on her face.  If Larry would have been analyzing more carefully, he would have realized that there was something amiss about Gia’s smiles.  He knew she wasn’t innocent, nor naïve, nor ditzy.  Then again, it had been a while since Gia showed any attraction to Larry, maybe he just forgot how she was when she likes a guy.  She brought the knife under Larry’s shirt and pressed the blade against it cutting the shirt down the middle of his midsection and then cut the sleeves off yanking the pieces and throwing them to the floor.  She did the same with his jeans and boxers until Larry was nude at the hands of his own knife.  She put the knife down and stripped herself to nothing but her pantyhose.  She told him to close his eyes, Larry immediately obeyed.  Gia removed her underwear and straddled Larry again positioning Larry’s penis into her fully healed vagina.  Larry kept his eyes shut.  Up until this point he felt guilty about what he did to Gia, but now it seemed it was ending pretty well.  Gia slapped him across the face and Larry opened his eyes to see Gia smiling sweetly.  She said, “I know you like it rough, so that’s how you’re going to get it” as she slapped him across the other cheek.

All Larry could do was sit back smiling.  He just let Gia do whatever she wanted to him.  Gia maneuvered her waist around moving Larry’s penis inside her.  She dug her nails into Larry’s chest and scratched.  She said, “I haven’t cut my nails since I got out of the hospital, preparing for this.” She said still smiling.  If Larry was thinking with the right head, he would have realized her smile had changed to a conniving one. 

Larry responded, “Do your worse baby, you can’t hurt me”

Gia’s diabolical smile widened unobserved by Larry.  Gia scratched away and drew blood, but Larry didn’t mind.  Scars aren’t nearly as devastating on a guy as they are a girl.  Some girls like guys with scars.  Gia leaned back moaning and then thrust all her weight forward and slapped her hands against Larry’s chest.  Larry chuckled at the girl he always knew to be so proper and polite become a freak in the bedroom.  Gia looked up and her smile was as conniving as ever, and her face was inches from Larry’s.  For the first time, Larry began to be suspicious of something but hadn’t addressed it.  Gia pushed up on Larry’s chest and lifted her pelvis off of him to reveal blood and mucus and puss on Larry’s penis and groin region with it flowing from Gia’s vagina as well.  Gia’s diabolical smile remained and turned her head down realizing Larry had noticed.  Larry’s eyes widened and his smile ran away from his face.  He looked at his restraints and pulled at them.  Gia lowered his waist back down and reinserted Larry’s penis into her.  Larry hoped that the cuts from the rape had just opened up again but knew that that wasn’t just blood that he was seeing.  Gia sat up no longer smiling but with a matter-of-fact look on her face as Larry looked on in horror.  Gia continued, “Now, if you scream, I will just fucking take your knife laying on the floor and just fucking stab you until I’m blue in the face.  I don’t know where these arteries are so I’m just going to keep stabbing and hope I hit one eventually.  Larry shook his head.  Suddenly the proper girl was describing something messy that he didn’t enjoy.  Gia continued, “you tough guys are so funny.  Go around puffing your chests, talking about how you don’t give a shit, you’ll take on anyone anytime,  Hell, you probably felt like a real man kicking Blake’s ass since he’s bigger than you.  But guys like you are met with the slightest flirtation from a girl and you drop to your knees.  I mean look at you, you’re completely helpless.  I can do whatever I want to you” as she slapped him again.  Suddenly, Larry wasn’t as turned on by these slaps.  She continued, “See Larry, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m on my period, and I haven’t even started torturing you.  But I’ll be nice, I want to hear you beg for me, then I’ll let you go.”

Larry looked at his restraints.  The thought of begging sickened him, but he knew that he was at her mercy.  He said, “Gia, I didn’t make you beg”

“Funny, I remember telling you to stop a couple of times”

Larry maintained his composure; he heard somewhere that girls respond to stern voices and confidence.  He said calmly but sternly, “Gia, undo the cuffs right now, this is ridiculous.”

Gia shook her head and reached for the bedpost and stood up.  She placed her right foot on Larry’s mouth and pried it open with her toes sticking it in.  Larry just noticed the foul order coming from them, which Gia was quick to explain, “I’ve been wearing sneakers with no socks all day in preparation for this.  Her menstrual fluid was dripping onto Larry’s chest mixing with his blood from the cuts on his chest from Gia’s scratching.  She repeated this with her other foot and then turned around and sat on Larry’s face moving her butt around.  She then hovered it over his head and said, “You better start kissing my ass if you want to go free.”  Larry kissed both cheeks.

Gia then turned around and lowered her waist down on Larry’s stomach and rubbed it up his midsection and then straddled his face leaving Larry’s stomach and chest with a blood and mucus trail to his face and then maneuvered her waist around and taunted.  “Lick it, bitch”

Larry struggled with the cuffs frantically kicking his feet as best he could but he wasn’t going to

break through.  Gia pushed up on the bedpost so she could put more weight on Larry’s face.  Finally the revolting predicament Larry was in made him numb and too nauseated to fight and he stopped struggling.  Gia got off Larry and he immediately turned his head and vomited profusely and then lied his head down on a pool of vomit, and menstrual fluid.  Gia stared down and said, “See, the blood that you got on me was my own number one, and number two, it wasn’t menstrual blood, that’s just disgusting don’t you agree?   Larry stared at Gia with shades of shock but mostly fear and hatred.  He never thought he could look at Gia like that.  Gia was emotionless and smiled at it, “Funny Larry, you’ve wanted to fuck me for so long, who would have thought I’d rape you.”

                She put his penis inside her vagina again and thrusted her pelvis back and forth.  Larry wore a mostly crimson face of menstrual blood with shades of puss-color.  Gia got off Larry and put her tampon back in (she removed it while Larry’s eyes were closed).  She then reached in her bag and pulled out stiletto heels.  She kicked at Larry’s sides screaming, “You knew Blake didn’t rape me, you’re the one that raped me you son of a bitch.”

                Larry felt ribs crack but was too revolted to have any reaction.  Gia stared down at the red covering Larry’s body and said, “Beg, or else I’ll leave you just like that.”

                Larry looked around and started pleading, “I’m sorry Gia, please stop, I’m sorry I hurt Blake, I’m sorry I raped you, I’m sorry I don’t know what I was thinking.  Please stop.”

                Gia smiled; she was getting dressed as Larry pleaded.  She looked at Larry with a satisfied smile and said, “That’s better, but fuck you” as she walked out.

                Larry was stunned for a few seconds but realized he needed someone to come in.  He screamed for help and someone came to the door and told him to unlock the door.  He exclaimed he couldn’t, the guy called the cops.  The police came and unlocked the door and even with the things they’ve seen hardening them, they weren’t prepared for the site that was before them.  Larry had passed out from the fumes and his light-headedness at the realization of what had happened as the guy was getting help.  He lay there in a pool of his own vomit, and Gia’s menstrual fluids, along with it all over his body.  The police called for an ambulance and they undid the cuffs helping Larry onto a stretcher very cautious to minimize their contact with any non-solid substances.  Larry had two cracked ribs and the cuts on his chest were mildly infected from the mixture that transpired. 

                Larry didn’t spend much time in the hospital but when he came out, Gia paid him another visit.  When Larry opened the door to find Gia, he just shook his head.  “I’m not falling for the same trick twice Gia” he said.

                Gia with a serious face said, “No tricks” and put out her hand, “in a fucked up way Larry, I still consider you a friend, but you needed to be punished.  I don’t want to play this back and forth shit, you did something fucked up to me, and I did something fucked up to you, now I’m offering a truce.”

                Larry looked down at her hand wondering what Gia had up her sleeve this time.  He looked at her face and didn’t see anything but seriousness.  He shook her hand half expecting him to drop to the ground from something he hadn’t foreseen or people rushing to attack him, but all that happened was Gia shaking it.  Larry nodded his head and felt slightly relieved, he shook his head and said, “You’re a sick fuck you know that?” smiling at the end.

                Gia responded, “You’re not much saner”

                Larry nodded and said, “True”

                Gia remained with Blake.  Her and Larry maintained a friendship but weren’t as close as they were before.  Neither really expected to be.  They hadn’t told anybody about the horrifying things they did.  Blake was the only other person that found out.  Gia convinced him not to go after Larry, after the beating he’d received, Blake wasn’t really in a hurry to do so anyway.  Gia felt a little better knowing that if anything happened, Larry would fight for her, not against her.  In a strange way, it made her feel more secure and more comfortable and this somehow turned her on, but she’d never hook up with Larry after what he did to her.

Larry had a new found respect for Gia’s dark side and ironically it turned him on more.  But those fumes and that experience would never be expunged from his mind, and that’s all he needed to not crave sexual contact with Gia.  They remained plutonic friends continually suppressing any sexual tension between them.