[F4M] This is Your Idea of a First Date?! [Script Offer] [Private Dining] [Chained to the Table] [Anal] dubcon [Rape] [Knifeplay] [Begging] [Spanking] Mention of [Anal Dentata] [Gagged] [Orgasm] [Butter for Anal Lube, Bread for a Gag]

script by /u/ravishagirl

*optional sound effect: goth or industrial music, in the background*

Oh, such a gentleman, taking my coat. *giggles* Chivalry? I had no idea. I had you pegged as more of a scoundrel. But look at this place you've brought me to! It's wonderful. Such ambience. And that music vibrating in the floorboards ... is this a restaurant or a dance club? Both? *giggles, then gasps* Oh! Oh, I ... I see. Naked women dancing and ... gyrating on the bar counter. ... *taken aback* Okayyyy... *teasing* This isn't going to be the kind of first date where you're satisfied with a good night kiss, is it?

Where's our table?

Back there? Lead the way.

Oh ... oh, down these stairs. Well, that isn't ominous or anything. *footsteps on stairs*

*music gets quieter*

*breathless* Oh wow. This is ... amazing. A private dining room, with candles ... That's a LOT of candles. *giggling* It's like you made this place just for me.

Oh, you know the owner? Mmm. How convenient.

But really, your first date is a ... romantic dinner by ... candlelight? *giggles* How surprisingly vanilla.

Wait ...

What are ... are those weapons on the far wall? ... *gasps* Are you serious? They're all real? Not props?! But that ... that morning star ... and that claymore HAS to be sixteenth-century.

Mmm, yes. I know my weapons. *amused* A girl has to defend herself.

This is our table? Mahogany, nice. But ... where's the food? I am ravenous. All I see is a bowl of bread and a cup of butter and a steak knife. But no steak. *pouts* And those hooks in the table. What are THOSE for?

Oh well, never mind. Come here.

Mm-hmm. Here. Let me take your shirt collar and pull you close. *seductive* Since I'm starving and since YOU aren't going to be satisfied with a good night kiss,  ... *whispers* ... take my mouth with yours right now. Then we can do other things later.

*a sensual, hungry kiss*

*breathless after* I do like how you kiss.

*excited* Okay, what now?

Oh! *gasps* What are you doing? You've ... you've pressed the steak knife to my throat. Why ... s-strip? Are ... are you serious? A waiter could be here any moment and ... there's no waiter coming? ... Everything you want to eat tonight is right ... here?

*a soft whimper*

Okay, you're scaring me just a little.

*breathing quicker, quivery* Yes, exciting me too. Yes, I DO like knifeplay. But ... I usually like to be the one with the knife ... *quivers* Okay, okay, yes, I'll ... I'll get undressed. See, I'm unlacing this ... Oh! Oh, you're helping. *rustling* Don't be rough, don't tear it, hey, that's expensive ... *gasps*

Yes, I know I'm not wearing any panties. Shut up.

Oh. Oh my god.

I'm ... naked.

Okay. I'm ... I'm naked. And you're not.

And you have a knife at my throat. A steak knife.

And you're trailing it down my ... down my collarbone ... *quivers* ... to my tits. Oh ... *moans* ... oh ... teasing my nipple with the knife tip in little circles. That's not fair. That's not fair ... *moans*

You realize when I get MY hand on the knife, you're going to pay for this little surprise of yours in blood.

*whimpers* Okay. Okay, I understand. So ... what ... what are you going to do with me?

Turn around? Okay, okay, I can do that. Don't ... don't cut me.

*yelps* My neck! You've grabbed the back of my neck! Wait, don't bend me over the table! Oh my god. *panting* That wood feels so hard against my tits.

*swallows* Yes, I know you've got hard wood for me, too. Is that what you're reduced to? Bad puns? Is that how excited I have you?

*SMACK!!*

*she squeaks*

*quivery* Don't spank me!

*SMACK!!*

*squeals*

Wait!

*SMACK!!!!*

*squeals*

No, stop, stop

*SMACK! SMACK!!!*

*whimpers* I'll be good. I'll be good. I won't sass you. I -

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

*frantic little squeals*

*improv a rough spanking*

*panting after* Okay ... okay ...

*clinking of chains*

Oh! *startled* Oh ... THAT's what those hooks are for. Chaining me. On the dining table. Belly and tits down, ass up. *whimpers* I could scream. What if I screamed? ... Right, the steak knife. I remember.

*whimpers* Okay, so... you're not a gentleman after all.

*clinking chains as she squirms*

Oh I can't get loose. I can't.

What are you doing? I heard your belt buckle. Wait, you can't be serious! Okay, look, yes, I was planning to invite you in after you take me home tonight, and lick me. You could still lick me, you know. You're hungry, right?

*whimpers* You want my ass? My reddened, tight ass? Oh no-no-no-no, no-no, your cock in my ass is NOT the dinner date I had planned.

You don't care about my plans. Okay, yes, I gathered that.

Wait! Wait! Don't press that to me, no-no-no! Lube! Oh my GOD, lube! LUBE!

*panting*

You're getting ... the butter. Scooping it from the cup with the fingers. Are you crazy? You're lubing up your cock with butter. Fuck. Fuck!!! You're really going to do this to me. Wait, wait, see, I'm squirming, I'm begging, I'm not ready, okay, okay? Can we eat first? Can we at least eat? I'm hungry. I'm really, really hungry. Seriously, I could eat a hog. I could eat a ... no no, don't grab my hips! Don't, don't, don't!

*SMACK!!!!*

*a sharp cry*

Wait! Wait! I have ... I have ... I have anal dentata! You don't want to put your cock in there! I have teeth! Teeth! In my ass! They will chomp off your cock! Seriously! SHARP ASS TEETH!

*a low whine* Okay, you don't believe me, of course you don't. That was ridiculous. I should have said AIDS. Don't put it in, don't put it in, don't put it in!

*squeals as he thrusts into her*

Oh ... my ... GOD! *panting* Too big! Too big! *moans in pain but also excitement*

*the sound of the wooden table squeaking as he begins fucking her ass hard* Oh ... my ... god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! *her words disintegrate into animal grunts and squeals as he fucks her, the table squeaking faster and faster*

Oh my god that hurts! I am going to have SUCH words with the owner of this place! OH GOD!!!!! No don't reach under me and fondle my clit ... I ... I ... Stop! *moaning*  Fuckkk. Fuck.

You're so ... so deep in my ass.

Oh no no, I am not going to cum on this table, I am not going to soak this table with my cum! I have changed my mind. I AM going to scream! I don't care if you have a steak knife, I don't care if you pull a claymore off that wall, I am NOT going to cum on this table like a slut while you pound my ass! Let me go! Wait, why are you bringing that slice of bread to my mouth. You're going to feed me after all? Wait, no, don't gag me! Don't-MMMPHHH MMMPHHHHHHHH

*the table squeaking, her wild squeals and grunts muffled by the bread, improv a pounding fuck on that table*

*after a few moments she spits out the bread* You animal! NOT a gentleman! Okay, okay, fuck me then. Fuck me! You want to make me cum on this table?! FUCK. ME. HARDER.

*he does*

*improv her desperate cries of "fuck me!" and her squeals and then she cums, explosively, on that table*

*quivering after* Fuckkk. Fuck. You're cumming too. I can feel you pulsing in my ass! Oh my god, don't cum in my ass, don't cum in my ... *moans*

*quivering* You ... animal. You came in my ass.

*struggling to catch her breath* Oh god, my ass is so full. This is ... not what I expected on our first date. *panting*

*whines* Just when do I get to eat?

*listens, quivering*

... After ... after you've cleaned off your cock? When you're ready to shove it in my mouth. *whimpers*

*a low quiver without any real anger in it* Oh fuckkkk you...

*clinking of chains* This date's not over yet, is it? You have a ... big ... appetite.

*quivers* Okay ... Okay ...

*her quivery breathing for a moment, then the audio ends*