Safety Lesson

Safety  Lesson

[F4M] [Fsub] [Degradation] [Rape] [Mutilation] [Misogyny] [Drugging] [Gaslighting] [Fear] [Gun] [Death Threats] [Creampie] [Blowjob] [Crying] [Begging] [Belting] [optional snuff ending]

 

*Running, woods sounds*

*Guy passes me, asks for directions.*

Hmm? Sorry, hold on.

*Headphones out*

Hey there. Never seen you around here! Nice backpack. Looks heavy. No camping around here you know?

No problem. Nope, that loop starts at the other end of the trail… It’s okay—I like this other one better—it goes out into the woods pretty far, but the trees are gorgeous. Cool—hope you have fun…

(You know you shouldn’t run with headphones in.)

What did you say? I shouldn’t use headphones?

(It’s not safe.)

Really? …Thanks, but I know how to run. I think, as a woman, I’m more well versed in what kind of behavior is dangerous for me or not. We need to know this stuff more than guys like you. Anyway. Bye.

(In the forest.)

*footsteps, humming*

*grabbed from behind, sounds of struggle,*

Hey wtf? Let go, put me down, what the fuck—scream—What the fuck did you stick me with??

*run away, stumble, fall. Footsteps*

Drugged, silence.

 

Ouch my fucking head. Where’s my phone? I can’t move—oh my god. What the fuck—where are my fucking shoes?

*realizing*

Hello? Help!! *scream* Anybody there??!

*footsteps*

Oh my fuck. It’s you. What are you doing?

(You need to be taught a lesson about safety)

Huh, taught a –what lesson? Please untie me. What did I do to you? I don’t need to be taught a lesson I know—I’m, I’m.

What? Running with my earphones in? Fuck you man! Let me the fuck go, are you serious? Is this a joke,

*slap*

Ok ok ok look, you don’t have to hurt me. *begging*

*he rubs himself against*

Oh, what the fuck. Stop rubbing yourself against me.

*slaps* Look, I’ll stop struggling, just, please let me go. How can you be doing this?

(But I think the real question is how much do you trust me?)

What do you mean? I don’t trust you at all! *beaten* *wind knocked out* gasping

*Intake of breath—he’s closer*

Please don’t hit me. Don’t touch my face. Ugh. my neck. What the fuck. No, no you don’t have to take anything out of your backpack, please, just let me go and I won’t say anything.

What does that even mean—a trust exercise? Is that? I don’t want an apple.

(It goes on your head. Don’t let it fall.)

What the fuck are you saying, it goes on my head. Okay, okay okay I wont let it fall. I won’t just don’t hit me anymore. I’ll do anything you say, please, if you just let me go.

*apple falls*

I’m sorry—I’m sorry! It’s just, I’m so scared—it’s hard to be still. Okay you don’t have to do that, don’t cut me. I’ll balance it. I will. What are you going to do? Please? No no not the blindfold.

*cloth noises*

Where are you going? You’re walking away—don’t leave me here! Turn around—come back please what are you doing? Don’t—where are you?

Shots fired, apple crumbles

*hyperventilate, cry; he walks back*

 You’re here? Okay, you—take the blindfold off now, huh? And I’ll just leave and.

(Guy gaslights and says “don’t you remember? You said if I shot this off your head you’d do anything I ask.)

No, I didn’t say that. I said— you know what the fuck I meant, you maniac. Please let me go? I learned my lesson okay? I’m sorry I was rude to you, I’ll be good, I will.

*slap*

No-no, I mean, I’m sorry that I wasn’t safe! I’ll be more careful. I will. And I won’t say anything to anyone, please just let me go now, huh? You had your fun. I can tell—you’re laughing at me.

*ropes loosening*

You’re gonna let me go! I—thank you thank you? Ouch, watch it, there’s a branch, oww—it’s digging into my shoulders, ouch.

*unties*

Please, may I please have my shoes back? I can’t walk home like this. What are you—nononono

*pushes to ground*

Okay. On my knees. Now what, you can’t be serious. You want me to—oh my fuck… man, please? You don’t need to show me what happens when—I know. I know. Fuck, please? Really? Okay, okay. Look, I’m taking it down, okay? Unzipping you. *zip*

Please could you just, don’t make me take it, but I’ll. Look, I can jerk you off instead, huh? It’ll learn me—teach me a lesson to do that.

I will—I’m good. I’ll be a good girl from now on, I’ll be safe, smart, just

*slaps hand away*

Mm—mm. I won’t open my mouth. You can’t make me. Let go of my head—

*bangs against tree, holds nose shut, can’t breathe, struggling*

*gags, bj starts*

Lemme breathe please? Okay. I’ll suck. I’ll suck it. Just, stop shoving down my throat please, it hurts so much.

*banging head against tree?*

*bj ends*

Okay. I learned. I’ll not listen—I’ll not run anymore I’m sorry I made you do this to me. I know I did. Thank you for showing me. What happens.

(I didn’t show you what happens.)

Yes you did. You almost killed me with that shot, and then you just came down my throat man! What more do you want from me?

Did I—what? Yes, yes, I mean—I’ll tell you whatever you want. I got hit yeah. With a belt. Seatbelt.

No no I did learn I know how to be safe, be good—I don’t need to try out your belt, please I promise.

Okay. Okay. I’ll. Hold still. And then please let me go? Huh? You will right? Promise? I just wanna go home.

*belt sounds, over begging*

*beating sounds*

*crying*

No. I won’t be unsafe again. I promise. I’ll never leave my fucking apartment again okay. I just. I just.

Just. Hey. Wha—

No no no no untie me please please, you said you said you’d let me go?

Please don’t do this. You taught me everything. I don’t need another lesson. Please.

*pushed down, ground*

Let me up please? You can’t be serious—you just came. You can’t, you’re not supposed to be able to—please. Belting me made you hard again? Look, look I’ll help you, one more time okay, but just don’t—I’ll make you come okay, just not—don’t put it inside me.

You don’t need to—no no!

*slice of flesh*

*scream* leggo of my fucking ear please, stop cutting me!

Fuck!! Okay, okay anything you want. I’ll take it anywhere just please don’t finish cutting my fucking ear off, okay? It hurts so fucking much.

*pulls off pants, clothes rustling*

*rape*

Can I please have my shoes and phone back, please?

*Footsteps*

HEY!! HELP!!

*Muffled by hand, choked*

*passes out*

*Crunch*

*footsteps walk away*

----optional snuff ending----

*Crunch*

*lower pitch*

Fuck. Not again.