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SinisterIntentions 07-28-2013 06:21 PM

The story game

FuckingRotter 07-28-2013 11:39 PM

Rotter got out of bed, muttering something about "that fucking dodgy latch again". He walked over to the door, slammed it shut and bolted it. "Sort it out in the morning."

The End.

IvoryBeast 07-29-2013 07:42 PM

Well fuck me, that was fun!

FuckingRotter 07-30-2013 06:47 AM

Could always start another one.

shysnale 07-30-2013 08:07 AM


Originally Posted by SinisterIntentions (Post 1297687)
It was slightly after midnight when the door creaked open.

The door creaks open again. A gorgeous tall dark brunette sticks her head out and tells Rotter "I've been walking the streets 6 months for you and you still let me sleep on the couch" !

FuckingRotter 07-30-2013 12:23 PM

"I thought I'd locked that fucking door. Fuck off, I'm sleeping."

Prowler 12-25-2013 12:00 PM

*grabs a bucket of popcorn*

Sweetlust 02-05-2014 06:42 AM

Late meeting her friends for dinner, Tiffany decided to take the short cut through the park near her apartment. Ignoring the few park stragglers, the pretty brunette walked quickly, the sound of her 6-inch heels echoing in the darkness...

Luxferre Morningstar 02-05-2014 06:48 AM

...from the shadows, he watched her admiring her shapely figure. The way she tried to walk confidently through the darkness amused him. If only she knew the trouble she was going to find herself in shortly...

Sweetlust 02-05-2014 01:06 PM

"Dammit!" Tiffany scowled as she nearly fell. Managing to catch herself in time, she looked down to see her heel caught in a crack in the sidewalk. Pushing her dark, shoulder length hair back over one shoulder, she pulled her foot free and adjusted her black leather mini-skirt. Smoothing down the red sweater stretched tautly across her breasts, she sighed, hoping no one saw her misstep. Suddenly, she heard a rustling in the bushes nearby. Peering into the darkened area, she sighed in relief to see nothing. Probably some stray animal, she thought and continued on her way...

FuckingRotter 02-08-2014 06:06 AM

Suddenly a group of large, furry creatures with long pointed muzzles, jumped out from the bushes and began singing at the top of their voices:

"Under ground, over ground, Wombling free, The Wombles of Wimbledon Common, are we."

luvnlust 02-11-2014 02:51 AM

The furry creatures took notice of the innocent girl... standing there she looked in dismay startled at how such animals would take notice of her... she was after all, a virgin... dare they might approach her... but the group did, lusting after her fleshy delights... licking their lips wanting only her body, and none else... wanting, needing, not thinking... the taking of her for nothing more than gratifying their own carnal needs... to spill, to shoot, to implant their sinister seed into her inviting womb...

Sweetlust 02-13-2014 10:59 AM

Oh...god! Tiffany froze in her steps. Wombles! No woman could withstand their lust or their need to make good use of the things that they find--things that the everyday folks leave behind. Shrieking in fear as they leaped out, Tiffany looked this way and that hoping to find some avenue of escape.

Managing to rouse herself to action, Tiffany broke into a run with three males fast behind her. Looking back, she had no way of knowing Great Uncle Bulgaria was blocking her path ahead. Too late! She ran smack into his heavy girth, falling flat on her ass.

"Ohhh.....!" she moaned attempting to sit up. She felt a furry foot pressing down upon her chest.

"And just where d'ya think you're goin' Pretty?" the rather short man-critter asked as he stared down at her. Tiffany tried to move...to pull her skirt back down...anything to keep their eyes from seeing her tasty wares! Was there no one to save her?

FuckingRotter 02-13-2014 12:48 PM

It was at that moment that Madame Cholet entered the park, and like a mad parody of the Baseball Furies scene from The Warriors, set about the gang of delinquent litter picking tree huggers with her huge wooden spoon, yelling "get back to your crisp packets and come tins, you lazy cunts!".

The cowardly little fuckers ran off, whilst Uncle Bulgaria had a coronary and a hernia in a rose bush.

Sweetlust 02-13-2014 03:50 PM

Poor Tiffany, not sure what was happening struggled to her knees and scrambled to the nearest tree. Hoping to avoid the melee that ensued, she stifled the urge to scream. Tiffany was grateful for the major distraction caused by the wooden spoon wielding little lady-critter.

Backing away, Tiffany moved out of sight of the hairy little denizens. Too bad she wasn't paying much attention to the direction she was headed. Far enough away, she breathed a sigh of relief. Looking about, she pulled her torn sweater together to hide her exposed breasts. She'd gone too far into the park forest. Now she was lost and not sure which way was out. Limping along on one broken heel, she hoped those 'things' hadn't drawn anymore undue attention to a lone female.

Too bad Tiffany's hopes were soon to be dashed. She was being 'noticed' alright, and not in a good way...

FuckingRotter 02-13-2014 07:44 PM

"Oh good grief" thought Rotter to himself, watching the chaos in the park. Seems the stupid cunt out on her own at night was determined to get in to trouble. Looking for trouble himself, he followed her quietly because he knew she was asking for it.

It wasn't the first time he'd done this.

luvnlust 02-14-2014 01:59 AM

The dominant Womble*, Uncle Bulgaria (modern parlance for what was better known as a Werewolf), was the alpha male of the pack. His foot still hard pressed upon her chest... pillowy and fleshy as it was... held poor Tiffany in her place. Not known for smiling often, the Uncle put on quite a grin as he stared down upon his prize, his little victim. Hearing the tread of a human nearby and not wanting any other witnesses who could discredit their pack's reputation, Bulgaria waved his hand at one of his assistants... a younger protege whom he was "grooming", and would eventually take the lead, extended out his sharp wolverine-like claws, and with one cut across the abdomen opened up Rotter causing his guts to spill out all over the scene. Poor Tiffany was sickened by the sight as the pack leapt upon the offering... and a massive feast it was... but oh, poor Tiffany, poor girl, she did not know of the feast she was yet to provide...

* - Sidebar: A fictional animal to have inhabited around Wimbledon Common, picking up litter, refuse, and other sorts of rubbish - was the story known amongst the populace there; but those who have studied the creature, experts in their own right, can attest they gather more than the tossings of townsfolk. Witness testimony have shown the Wombles taking more than just refuse... historically they're known as the great pillagers of Southwest London... taking whatever fits their desires... some having even speculated their decendency from Werewolves - after all they've been described as being hairy, with long snouts, and retractable claws... no... they're not herbivores as they've been often described... these are meat eaters... vicious... partaking of the flesh... and NOT to be trusted whence you're out all alone...

FuckingRotter 02-16-2014 02:45 AM

Unperturbed by the sudden inexplicably violent turn the plot had taken, Rotter grabbed Madame Cholets wooden spoon and smacked the clueless luvnlust around the back of the head, advising him to "do keep up, old chap". He then quickly penned a note to the BBC advising them on this defamation of character, (of the Wombles), before performing adhoc abdominal surgery then, finally, turning his attention to the extremely confused Sweetl, erm, "Tiffany".

He lit a cigarette, nodded in her direction and said "Put yer knickers on gal, I'm buying you coffee."

luvnlust 02-16-2014 02:02 PM

The not so clueless LNL, defending his friend Rotter from the mob of Wombles, forgave him for smacking him about with the wooden spoon - especially given his disorientation under the extreme circumstances. Having fought off the bloody creatures (defamed as they should be), I was absolutely astonished at the quick skill of my friend to patch himself up, having known his prior service as an MD in the Royal Marines.

With the Wombles and their whole lot out of the way, I stood rather proud watching Rotter with the girl. Much like Bogie in a movie, he lit his cig and gave a memorable line... Giving him his moment of glory, I kept my distance behind them...

FuckingRotter 02-17-2014 11:35 AM

MD. Royal Marines? Now you really have lost the fucking plot!

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