Aside from your rape, were there a sexual encounter with a man where you feared for your safety?
I met this Man online several years ago and he said enough right things to me to make me want to blow him. He lived about thirty minutes from me. So I hopped in my car one late night after I had already serviced my Alpha at the time and took off for this guy’s house.
It turned out that his house was tucked away in the woods outside of a national forest. It was accessed from the main roads via a very long and bumpy one-lane gravel road. The road was so tiny and tight that limbs from trees were combing across both sides of my Chevy Malibu. It was pitch black, the darkness interrupted by the slash of my headlights beaming purposely into the void ahead.
Once I finally arrived, the house was nasty and the guy was older than he said he was and much creepier. He kept telling me how I could stay with him and service him from now on. I began to wonder if I was ever coming out of those woods alive. So I panicked, making myself so sick that I puked on the hardwood floor in his living room. When he went into the kitchen to get something to clean up the mess, I scampered out the door and drove home as fast as I could.
I think what made this one so scary was the fact that it came at a point in my life when I felt like I had something to lose. I wasn’t so young and carefree anymore.