Fifty Shades Of Soccer Moms Ch. 5,6

Chapter 5 – Rachel

Todd was standing outside the hotel room. He was about to knock. He took a deep breath as he thought over the conversations leading up to this moment.

He had met Rachel, Helen, and Suzanne at Suzanne’s place to discuss Rachel's fantasy experience. When he developed the secret website, he had put some rather extreme fantasies on it, hoping that it would make the others look tame in comparison, but he never thought that any of the women he met up with would go for the one she chose.

He knocked on the door in the pattern that he used to show that it was the “fantasy man” and not someone else. After a minute, the door opened a crack. He quickly checked the hall before slipping into the room.

Rachel stood there. She was dressed similarly to Helen and Suzanne before her. The tear-away shirt, shorts, thong, and bra.

She was standing there, trembling. Todd thought, “Even with the hood and drabby clothes, she is gorgeous.” He wanted Rachel. She had three kids, but based on the bikini pics on her Facebook page, you couldn’t tell. She was about 5’9”, a brunette with a flat stomach and big tits. She put women half her 40 years to shame.

What surprised him was that she picked a rape fantasy. None of them were supposed to pick that, but here he was.

He set down his bag of sex tricks, opened the bag, and pulled out the knife to cut open her bra and the dildo vibrator.

He kept an eye on her while he got ready. Then, he grabbed her by the neck and pushed her back onto the bed, following the script. She yelped in surprise. She knew it was coming, but it still surprised her.

He then jumped on top of her and, with one hand, held her hands above her head. With the other hand, he slapped her face. Even though the hood she was wearing, the slap would have stung.

He was about to slap her again when she yelled, “Red.”

Todd quietly cursed. He thought, “I knew it was going to be too much for her.”

He got off the bed and helped her into a sitting position. He clicked the button on the phone. Christian Grey's voice said, “You used your safe word, the session is terminated.”

Rachel folded her arms around herself, hugging herself. Todd was placing the vibrator and the knife back in the bag.

He was zipping the bag shut when she said, “Wait, I changed my mind.”

He put a hand on the doorknob. He clicked another sample of the phone. The voice said, “Sorry, but when the safe word is used, the fantasy is over and can’t be restarted. Sorry.”

He heard her cry as he walked out the door.

Todd walked to the elevator and pushed the button down. He let the door open and close without getting on. He then waited another minute before heading back to the room. He used his room key to open the door and slip in.

Rachel was still sitting on the bed with the hood on. She hadn’t moved.

Todd set the bag down and went to her. He kneeled and said, “Rachel, it is me, Todd. Let me help you with the hood.”

He undid the hood and set it on the bed beside her. He pulled her in for a hug.

Rachel started to cry. She leaned into him and sobbed, “I’m so sorry, I couldn’t do it.”

Todd held her and assured her, “Don’t worry, it will be OK.” What he was thinking was, “Fuck, I’m not going to see her naked.”

Rachel then said, “I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

He kept holding her and kissed her on the forehead.

Rachel went to look up and say something, but their lips then accidentally touched. Her eyes opened wide as if she had been shocked. She stared at him for a few seconds before reaching up and grabbing the back of his head. She pulled him in for a deep kiss.

After the kiss broke, she blushed. She said, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”

Todd said, “That’s OK. You have nothing to apologize for.”

Rachel then bit her lip. In a quiet voice, she said, “I still want to do it.”

Todd looked at her, surprised. He asked, “Are you sure? I can see if I can get him back here.”

She then looked down for a minute. She then looked into Todd’s eyes. She said, “Not him. You. And no hood. I think that is what freaked me out. I want you to fulfill the fantasy.” She then got quiet. She then said, “But no vibrator.”

Todd said, “But if there is no vibrator…..”

She put a finger on his lips. She said, “I know. Just do it.”

Todd then stood and started to take off his clothes. Once he was naked, He asked, “Are you sure?”

She just stared at his hard cock. She stated, “You are so much bigger…..” her voice trailed off. He pulled the knife and a condom from his bag. He put the condom on his cock. Then he wouldn’t have to do it later.

While opening the bag, he also turned on the voice recorder on his phone. He didn’t want anyone accusing him of rape. He asked again, “Rachel, you are sure you want this rape fantasy?”

She said, “Yes.”

He asked, “What is your safe word?”

She said, “Red.”

He then repeated what he had started earlier. He grabbed her by the neck and threw her on the bed. Her eyes widened as she fell onto the bed. He then jumped on top of her, forced her hands above her head, and started to slap her. She cried out but didn’t use the safe word this time.

He then kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. He then grabbed the neckline of her shirt and ripped it away. He looked down at those amazing breasts and forced a hand under her bra, pinching one of her nipples.

She cried out again, this time in pain. He then grabbed the knife and cut her bra away. He finally got to see those heavenly orbs. He threw the knife into the corner of the room, now that it wasn’t needed. He didn’t want the knife to cut either of them accidentally.

He then flipped her over onto her stomach. Holding her down with one hand, he ripped her shorts off. Now, she was only wearing her thong.

In the rape fantasy, this was when the “rapist” was to fuck her with the dildo. He knew that if she didn’t want the dildo, she wanted his cock instead.

He held her down by the back of her neck and, with the other hand, ripped the thong off of her. He then lifted her ass off the bed to give him better access. He felt between her legs, and she was a very wet.

He positioned himself, giving her a last chance to use the safe word. She didn’t, so he forced himself into her. He was surprised. She came almost immediately after he shoved into her.

He then proceeded to roughly fuck her. He then decided to vary the script. He loved to look into their eyes as he fucked them for the first time as they broke their wedding vows.

He flipped her over, pushed her hands above her head, and then shoved into her again. Amazingly, she came again. Her back arched, making her tits push towards him. While he held her arms above her head with one hand as he ravished her, he groped her tits and ass with the other. He kissed her, but didn't have to force his tongue into her mouth as she forced her tongue into his.

He decided that in the spirit of the fantasy he needed to put her in her place, so he slapped her face and then slapped each of her tits. That caused her to cum a third time. That did it for him, and he exploded into the condom.

He then fell on top of her. His full weight pressed her down on the bed.

Once they caught their breath, he rolled off of her. She immediately cuddled into him and said, “That was better than I thought it could be. You need to force fuck me again.”

Todd looked down at her and kissed her forehead. He said, “Give me a minute, and I will.”

He then stood and grabbed the cuffs out of the bag. He then jumped on her and put the cuffs on her while she struggled. Eventually, getting her into a position where her wrists are attached to her ankles. She was on her side. He put on another condom and then crawled onto the bed. He grabbed a handful of her hair and then shoved his cock into her mouth.

He face fucked her for a few strokes. Then pulled out. She was choking.

He then flipped her on the bed so she is face down and her ass is high in the air. Then without discussion, he squirted some lube on her ass and then shoved in. He knew, based on earlier discussions, that she wasn’t an anal virgin. She loved to be fucked in the ass. It just wasn’t on the menu for her fantasy today. A he fucked, he peppered her ass with spanks.

It didn’t take long for both of them to cum, except this time, there was no rest. He undid the cuffs and dragged her off the bed by her hair. He pushed her back against the wall and ordered, “Keep your hands behind your head.”

He then roughly started to kiss her while he mauled the tits he had been dying to play with. As he continued with one hand, he started to finger fuck her with the other. She had an amazing-looking bald pussy.

He fingered her to another orgasm. He kept fingering her, trying to get her quickly to another, when she started to scream, “Red!!!! Red!!! Oh my fucking god, I can’t do another.”

She then fell to the floor, trying to catch her breath. He grinned as he looked down at her. Once she recovered, she looked up at him. His cock had gotten hard again.

She smiled and asked, “Master, can I blow you?”

He went over and removed the dirty condom from his cock. Wiped his cock clean down and then put on a fresh condom.

He went back over to her. Rachel had a wicked grin on her face. She didn’t say anything further and just swallowed his cock.

She then pulled it out of her mouth, grabbed a hold of his cock, and asked, “Master, can you face fuck me?”

Todd nodded, grabbed her by the hair, and started to fuck her face. He could hear her choking. He eventually held her face as he shoved his cock in as far as it would go as he came. He then let go of her, and she fell to the floor, coughing.

Once she recovered, she stood and said, “Master, that was fun. My husband is used to me liking it rough, but you went far beyond that. I can’t wait to ask my husband to be that rough with me.”

She then wrapped him in a hug, pushing those amazing tits up against Todd.

Todd asked, “And do you want to try more?”

She kissed him and said, “Yes, I want to learn more, Master.”

After she dressed he gave her a kiss as she left the room. He turned and gathered his stuff, including the tear-away clothes, which he would drop in different garbage cans on the way home. He thought back.

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He grew up with a so-called golden spoon in his mouth. His parents were wealthy and were both investment geniuses. They had met while working at an investment firm in New York, and by the time he came along, they were in their early thirties. They had decided that it would be better to strike out on their own with their own money.

By the time he was in his teens, they both held positions on several corporate boards. With all their success, they showed him the value of their partnership in marriage. There was never one of his events as a kid that they missed. They ensured if one had to travel, the other was there for him. They always vacationed as a family.

Although they were rich, they insisted that he work to raise money for his college education. They covered the remainder, but they wanted to instill a strong work ethic in him.

If he needed help with school work, one of them was there to provide support, but they wouldn’t do the work for him. That work ethic got him excellent grades in school and his pick of a college. They didn’t push him toward it, but he majored in business with an investment specialization. He was president of the investment club in college, and although it was pretend money, his returns in the club were double those of the next person in the competition.

As a good-looking guy, he didn’t have any problem with the ladies. He dated a lot. He wasn’t interested in being steady with anyone and was upfront about that. He didn’t want to be tied down at graduation and wanted to go where it was best for him. At graduation, he was able to get a job at an investment firm close to his parents' home, so to save money, he moved back in with them.

After two years, at 24, he was already a star at the firm. His parents decided that, as he had shown how responsible he was, they gifted him two million to start his own investments. With that money and the investments he already had, he decided that it was time to follow his parents and strike out on his own. He continued to live at home.

One day, he noticed the housekeeper sitting on a break, watching one of the Fifty Shades movies on her tablet. He knew what it was but asked, “What are you watching?”

She jumped as she hadn’t heard him come in. She turned it off and said, “It is nothing, nothing.”

He smiled at her and said, “Oh, I’ve seen it before, I know about that nothing.” And he smiled at her.

She smiled back but looked a bit flustered. He stared at her. He remembered some of his girlfriends in college that liked to be tied up while being fucked. He decided to take a chance.

The housekeeper was in her mid-thirties. He knew she was married with two kids. He leaned over and whispered, “If you ever feel the need for a spanking, let me know.” He then walked away.

Two days later, the housekeeper approached him while he was working at his desk. They were all alone as his parents were out of the house. Although the door was open, she knocked on the door frame. He said, “Just a minute.” He then completed the commands for the trade and turned to her.

He looked at her, and she had the same look he had when he caught her watching the movie. He looked her up and down. He said, “Someone looks like they need a spanking.”

She then looked scared and turned to walk down the hall. He stood and said, “Wait.” He grabbed her by one of her wrists. She turned and tripped. He caught her, and they ended up with her pushed up against the wall with him holding her waist and wrist with his mouth inches from hers.

He let go of her waist, gripped her other wrist, and then moved her hands above her head against the wall, pinning her there. He then leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss.

As he pulled his lips away, he saw the conflict on her face, but it was only there for a minute. She then leaned forward and kissed him back. She then realized what she had done, pulled her arms down, and ran from him. She stopped and turned. She exclaimed, “This didn’t happen.”

He was worried that she would complain to his parents, but she never did.

The following week, when his parents were out again, there was another knock on the door. She came in, pacing back and forth. She stopped and said, “No one can know what we did.”

He nodded.

She said, “I feel so guilty.”

He took another chance. He said, “Well, I did offer to give you a spanking.”

She stopped, turned, and stared at him. He then padded his lap with one hand and held his other hand out to her.

Tentatively, she took his hand and came closer. He then gently grabbed hold of her and put her over his lap. He said, “Say, ‘Red’ if you want me to stop.”

He then gave her two spanks. Not too hard, but enough to make a nice sound. He could hear and feel her breath. She sounded aroused. He spanked her several more times, getting a little harder with each blow. She sounded like she was fully aroused.

He decided to see where else he could go. He lifted her up slightly and pulled down her pants. She was wearing a pair of cute pink cotton panties. He spanked her a few more times and then felt her sex through her panties. She was soaking wet.

He then went to push her panties aside when she suddenly stood up and yelled, “What are you doing?”

She quickly pulled up her pants and ran out of the room.

Several days later, he ran into her in the kitchen. She had been avoiding him. She was bending over to pick something up. He came up behind her and grabbed her hips, pulling them against his crotch and hard cock. She stood suddenly and turned towards him. His hands were still on her hips as she rotated in his grasp. He pulled her closer and, grabbing the back of her head with one hand, kissed her hard.

He then gave her a spanking with his other hand. The harder he spanked her, the harder she kissed him back.

While still holding her head while kissing her, he yanked her pants partially down and then yanked down her panties. He then spanked her hard twice before feeling between her legs and her bare sex.

He then, not wanting to push too far, let her go. She stood and stared at him. She then leaned in, gave him a light kiss, pulled up her panties and pants, and ran.

Over the next months, he progressed with her. He got an adrenaline rush from his pursuit and the dance that they were doing as he pushed her farther and farther.

It was two months later when he first bent her over the kitchen table, put on a condom, and fucked her.

Over the following few months, he progressed. He started to tie her up when he fucked her. She even made a few requests to live out scenes from the Fifty Shades movies. He was always happy to oblige.

Through her, he learned about the Fifty Shades fan pages and discovered the different fan chapters in different cities. He joined under several different names and realized that there were, in theory, a lot of sexually charged women out there, possibly looking for an outlet.

He even traveled to a few cities and met up with a few of the women. Some of the trips went well, but one went really badly. He had to run and hide from the woman’s husband. He learned to take more precautions after that.

Back at home, the housekeeper confessed that her husband was getting suspicious that something wasn’t right with her, so they were going to have to stop. He agreed and also decided it was time to venture out on his own.

By this time, he had almost doubled his investments in just a year. He had plenty of dividends to live on, so he told his parents that, as he wasn’t tied to an office, he wanted to travel and see America.

Before he left a message on one of the message boards, he said, “Tina, work has transferred me to your town. I hope I can get together with you and your friends at your next get-together.”

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That had been five years, four cities, and four sets of fuck harems ago. Todd was now planning on the steps he would need to get all three of his current harem into the dungeon together.

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Meanwhile, Helen’s husband, Fred, was browsing through the messages captured from Helen’s phone. He said to himself, “Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I even searched for another phone but couldn’t find one. Maybe there is nothing to worry about.”