Author Topic: Paula the proxy.  (Read 1265 times)

Offline vander32
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Paula the proxy.
« on: November 01, 2020, 10:19:42 PM »
The events depicted in this story are pure fiction and fiction remains legal. However in real life any of these events rightly carry a heavy legal penalty; I strongly urge anybody actually considering acting these events in real life should seek expert help. Any survivors of sexual assault I urge also to seek out the police and other help.

Dear Paula.

You don’t know me and I don’t know you, but that doesn’t matter, not really in the big scheme of things.

What matters is that someone once wanted me to be you.

He wanted me to be you so much it hurt.

I was never you, I was always and always be me.

Maybe we might look alike, maybe not.

Maybe we are both Latina, maybe not.

It doesn’t matter because you are not me and I am not you.

He thought we were though, at least at first.

Then in his obsession towards you, his mad pursuit of his idea of you, in his insane desire for you. He decided I should be you.

He wanted you so much that he made me become you.

Well not quite, more like a proxy. A fake, a decoy or even a conduit.

What he did, what he wanted to do, wasn’t to me, I wasn’t a factor in his mind, he was doing it to you.

I was just a wet hole for him to use.

He forced me to my knees, already undoing his fly as he twisted my hair, ignoring my yells, silencing my screams with his cock in my mouth.

I tried to spit it out but he grabbed my head and forcefully pushed me down, filling my mouth with cock and my nose with unwashed hair.

I bit him but he punched the side of my face, my head rang, I saw little blinky lights.

Then I just gagged.

Gagged and puked.

My hair hurting as he twisted his grip.

His cock punching the back of my mouth.

I just gagged and puked and cried as he called your name.


Just over and over.


Every thrust.


Every time I gagged.


Even when I puked over him.


Paula, Paula, Paula.

I don’t know you.

I don’t know if I want to.

I don’t know if he ever got over you.

I don’t know if he ever got you.

I don’t know if I care.


As he shot his load into my mouth and held me so I had to swallow.

Just your name.

Just Paula.


I almost wish I was you.

At least then I would have earned this.

I would have deserved it even.

But no.

I was just some proxy.

A hole for a fantasy.

And you don’t even know.

Okay folks hope you enjoyed, please feel free to leave feedback below.

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Re: Paula the proxy.
« Reply #1 on: November 02, 2020, 10:16:57 AM »
An excellent scenario handle in exquisite thoughtfulness. I choked up as whoever she is wrote to Paula. Earnd a merot from me and here's hoping it get's the justice it deserves in the contest!

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Re: Paula the proxy.
« Reply #2 on: November 02, 2020, 02:44:08 PM »
Wow. Incredibly delivered, creative writing. Evocative and intense. Well done
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Re: Paula the proxy.
« Reply #3 on: November 02, 2020, 05:13:09 PM »
I agree with others! You certainly delivered on mental abuse and manipulation themes you mentioned earlier. Your story struck an emotional nerve for me. Claps and sends a humble merit.
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Re: Paula the proxy.
« Reply #4 on: November 02, 2020, 05:34:23 PM »
Awesome job.  What a great read.

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Re: Paula the proxy.
« Reply #5 on: November 14, 2020, 03:58:05 AM »
Great read.