A friend of mine was telling me about an experience she had years ago that has always troubled her. She hesitated to call it a rape, but that’s pretty much what it was. She and a man were in an elevator in her office building and the power cut out for a while, trapping them in the dark. The maintenance crew were right on it, they told them it would be around an hour until it was fixed. This man in the elevator grabbed her and had sex with her. She didn’t call it rape though since he made her cum, and she figured if she had an orgasm, no one would say he forced himself on her, so she never said a word to anyone about it other than me.
She never saw this man again, she thinks he had an appointment with someone that worked in the building, that he didn’t work there himself. She said as soon as the lights went out, she felt his hands on her breasts and under her skirt, pulling her panties down. She was afraid he’d hurt her, so she didn’t fight back. She was bent over and felt this cock inside of her, stretching her terribly. She couldn’t see it but knew it was big from the stretching.
He groped her breasts and fucked her from behind, not talking, just grunting and breathing hard. She didn’t speak either and when he finished the lights came on minutes after, she pulled her skirt down and he left the elevator never to be seen again. She was mortified she’d had an orgasm. She thought she was a terrible slut for cumming with some stranger and she was filled with shame. She wasn’t injured, just humiliated. Yet she admitted she’d thought of that incident many times as she masturbated over the years.
