This is a discussion to find out why each of the university’s writers write.
Without the writers there’d be no new material.
If this can inspire more guests and non posters to start producing material then it’s a success.

I have been here since the end of 2017.

I got into writing horror and erotica much before that, teenage horror stories when I was around 15 and 16 and slowly added, more and more steaminess towards scenes and with more of an adult theme.

Then being inspired by some pretty tame but erotic forced sex scenes from movies that turned me on and began my rape fantasies I decided that rape was such a storytelling tool from a horror point of view. Since it’s deed unlike murder and torture is sexual. It really fits the bill to be in a horror story for sexual fixes

I write a combination of my own fantasies and a mix of my own dark experiences. I find it difficult but therapeutic in ways, especially when this has become an acceptable place to harness my fantasies to an audience that appreciates them.
It made me feel less of a “sick bitch” knowing that there are other women like me out there that enjoys writing this content.

So if anyone else would like to tell why they write and how it helps them, then do.

Thank you for your time

Jess xxx

July 7, 2016 I first signed up here as a mean of learning how to help my girlfriend how to cope with what happened to her  in her early twenties.  I started writing after she would give me ideas. I was on another site where I was writing a bit of everything sexual, but the rape scenarios seem to come easier to me. At first I couldn't physically hit her without elapsing into a boy scout mentality to comfort and protect her.

As the years have passed, She has came to realize that she wasn't to blame for what happened to her and how the ideas she deals with daily by sharing them to me, helps us both. She is dealing with her warped fantasies  and I have a source of scenarios to adapt to my way of thinking.

By being here I've been able to  get inspiration from others, helping me to have multiply scenarios running in my head, without them crossing over into another.

Writing to me does a couple of things.  First, it stretches my imagination.  My skill as a writer is novice level, but it’s fun to actually complete something. Having others read it is really humbling.

Second, it is s form of escapism. We all have fantasies and quirks.  Putting it down and sharing it with others helps.

I guess I consider this my alter ego. I write about things I would never do in real life.

[spunkjunk]

Overflowing with fantasy, I´m  WRITING  all my live, since been able to.
All kind of  VIOLENCE  and  GIRLS  fascinated me most.
So what you get when you put these three things together?
Love the allmight writers have over their heroes.

After consuming tons of rapestories i felt to give some back.
Thanks to the very merciful RU community makes it easy.

Between love and despair, I still have fun in tries to find my stile here.

[Brokenwing]

My reasons are quite similar to those of Jess.

First I write for the audience of 'me'. 

As a survivor I have definitely found writing 'rape fantasy' therapeutic.

My therapist tells me it's my way of taking control back in that I dictate what happens.

Like many hear I've written since school but once I found erotic stories I started searching out stories with a heroin who found a way to survive and overcome her circumstances.


I almost never just write stroke stories.  I find the art in the detail. 

[LtBroccoli]

I've been writing since I was a kid, but only got serious about getting back into writing in the last couple years.  I decided to write erotica last year because I never did so before, but I always had stories I wanted to tell.  Over time, that desire to write led me here.  It's one of the few places I can explore the darkest parts of my characters and their psyches.

I have a very active imagination so inspiration comes from almost everywhere.  I came up with a major plot point on a story I'm working on by watching some hockey highlights.  How that relates to a rape-based erotica story, well, wait a couple months to find out.  But most of the time, I feel like I run into a story I want to tell, or take an existing story and flip it around.

I've been a fan of erotica for years, and like SpunkJunk this is my chance to give back to the community.  And like Darklord and others said, I would never do any of this in real life, but in fantasy I can do and be and write anything.  I started writing as a form of therapy from being bullied and a way to escape a shitty home and school life.  I would write out those fantasies where I came out on top, where my bullies failed or died.  Writing kept me from being a statistic.  I caught some flak back in high school for some stories I wrote, and someone thought I was a potential danger.  Like I said then, "Why would I shoot that prick in real life?  I'd do it once, then spend the rest of my life in jail.  But let's say I get 1% the enjoyment from writing a story.  All I have to do is write 101 stories where I beat him and I'm ahead, and the only victim is my keyboard or notepad.  Plus, I can go really crazy in a story.  I don't even want to figure out the logistics of getting [insert bully's name here] raped to death by a Clydsdale.  Like, where would I even get one.  But I can write that every day for a week and not get bored."

Why do I write? Inspiration struck me one day back in 2005 while I was doing a roleplay on another board. I made a simple start post about a serial rapist/killer who called himself The Hunter.

As the roleplay wrote itself, I began to wonder. How did The Hunter get so psychotic? What happened in his life that caused him to make the decision of doing what he did to women? From there a wave of darkness poured out of my soul and onto the pages. An origin story of his parents being murdered by another relative. Before the murders he had been troubled, writing fantasy rape stories. He even shared one in English class where his teacher was the victim. Murder of his closest relatives made him snap and carry out the very story he wrote. Then of course he had to get revenge on the murderer. Then another victim.

Inspiration quickly ran out at that point. How would the story end? What if his final victim killed him? The thought brought inspiration back. I knew how the story would end, but it would create another story in it's place. His final victim killed The Hunter and became a rapist herself. How would that story end? What if Huntress pissed off a secret organization that liked to kidnap people for sexual pleasure? What if The Hunter also pissed off the same people?

Before 2005, I freewrote on a message board about a cult called Lesbian Kidnappers just for fun. They would kidnap high profile people and put doppelgangers in their place. It was around the time Ashlee Simpson did that lip synching thing on SNL. I remember that because that was one of the people I had kidnapped with a doppelganger in place of the real Ashlee Simpson. I didn't want to use the old plot of that story, so I created a new one. A cult with virtually unlimited resources who kidnap people for sexual pleasure then erase their minds. By now you're probably seeing where this is going. A simple story looking at a serial killer/rapist evolved into a complex plot of a hidden organization that had some odd connection to both rapists. How does the story end? One day while working as a lifeguard on a slow day I pondered that question. Then it came to me. What if one of The Hunter's victims wasn't really dead? What if they were a member of that secret organization?

At the end of Lesbian Kidnappers, I experienced heavy burnout. Then a friend and I discussed story ideas. She helped inspire me to write about a serial rapist who this time doesn't kill. Thus, The Masked Marauder was born. I planned on him taking a trip and raping a victim in each of the US states he entered in, starting in Texas. It wasn't originally intended to be in the same universe as The Hunter. But then an idea hit me. What if The Masked Marauder was a child of someone in that universe? That led to me connecting the stories then writing a quite long 5th story. This one I knew how it would end, I just needed to fill in the blanks in the middle. That 5th story led me to create The Masked Marauder II where our rapist friend is able to kidnap every member of that secret organization as a revenge rape plot in a virtual reality world. Because of course being a super secret society, members would be able to escape whatever circumstances were thrown at them. Unless they were trapped in a virtual world that only the rapist could control. How does that story end? Our rapist friend made a mistake and broke the virtual reality world. The resources he had included a time machine where he could go back in the past and change any massive screwups. But the time machine didn't work. Because the time machine didn't work, it triggered an unavoidable failsafe that our rapist friend didn't know about. The only way to ensure all members of the society would die was a nuclear bomb. Mexico City was thus the epicenter of a nuclear explosion.

The time machine of course sparked the idea of "what if the time machine did work." The stories haven't been created yet, but the premise of the Untold Trilogy is our rapist friend is going to attempt to change specific events in the past while also using the time machine to rape in the past and totally get away with it. Ultimately our rapist friend screws things up and has to go back in time to make sure the time machine never worked. Thus the reason why it's called the Untold Trilogy. The stories don't really exist.

Then someone approached me about a story idea. The Red Rose Rapist. They wanted to read a story about a serial rapist in London who knocked out his victims after rape and left a rose in their crossed arms. And they wanted me to write it. At first I didn't plan on it and told them I was just completely burnt out. But then one day it just came to me. A perfect way to write the story. A variation of a well known poem.

Roses are Red. Violets are Blue. Sugar is Sweet. The Rapist is You?

Rose would be the lead detective on the case. Red, Violet, Blue, Sugar, and Sweet would be the last names of my suspects. It will be written in a way to see if the reader can guess who The Red Rose Rapist is. And the end would be the big reveal. All other suspects would have dirty little secrets. DNA testing was a new method so Scotland Yard couldn't just test suspects without further proof...until the Red Rose Rapist accidentally killed a victim.

Out of all my stories, I am most proud of The Red Rose Rapist. The mystery. The subtle clues within. And the end reveal where Rose walks up to the rapist and cries out "You...The rapist is you!" Every time I re read it I get goosebumps. Every time. Then of course I had an idea to make it in the same universe as The Hunter and make it a prequel. I still hate myself for doing that, but had I not it wouldn't have given me reason to rewrite my other stories.

So, why do I write?

I write because of inspiration. Ideas flow into my head and they are for myself as an outlet to my rape fantasy and other people. I also write because I must complete the ideas that flow into my head or risk forgetting them forever.

[EnabranTain]

Ultimately I write as a means of doing something creative and expressive because I find it helps my mental health. Whenever I get too occupied with work and mundane life, and don't do anything creative for too long, I can feel the difference in my mental state. It's also been a great way to keep writing when I feel too constrained or stuck on my non-erotic or taboo stories.

When I was little, my mother wrote and self-published a couple of books. They were self help books, not novels, but as I got older I avoided any interest in writing because it was my mother's thing and I didn't want to do something in which she considered herself an expert. I'd have felt too much like I was doing it because she encouraged me to, and she would have never been able to keep her nose out of my writing and wanting to meddle. Later, towards the end of high school and especially in college, writing essays became a vital skill. I found I was good at the construction of a thought and explanation, and making the wording flow easily for others to read. Essay writing is extremely formulaic, and I got a lot of practice. Yet even though I found it satisfying, I still avoided doing any writing for myself.

A series of difficult life events, which cannot be explained here, lead to me leaving school before I had a degree. But, I would still use essay style writing to help organize my own thoughts on issues that were important to me, even if I would never end up sharing what I'd written with anyone. I found work doing simple labor at a factory after I'd left school, and started writing fiction on my breaks. With hindsight, I better understand why I did. I had no other creative, or artistic outlet as I'd had in my youth. I was no longer in band or choir, and I wasn't even writing code. Enough time had passed as well, and there was enough distance from my mother, that I was able to freely enjoy the writing process. It was also something I could do without needing to tell anyone about it, so I was safe from critique, or even worse, patronizing praise.

I did eventually share the story I'd created with my family, once I felt I it was good enough, and I felt ready for them to know I was even writing. Since then I've written for my own purposes off and on over the years, yet never anything too risque. I suppose I was too nervous about what my friends and family would think of me if they read something I'd written full of sex and violence. Finding this forum gave me another safe way to risk expanding my writing again. I could explore any idea, any perversion, and see where the story went without worrying what others might think of me. I've now recently felt confident enough to share my work from this site with my wife, and she's been extremely supportive, which has been another big positive boost in my mental health.

I try to, in my own small way, write the things I want to read and I had enough confidence in my writing that I felt others might enjoy reading some of the things I write.

I hope I have succeeded in that.

As for why I write ravishment stuff, its an interesting taboo, and i only write things that interest me in some way, hence why a fair bit of my stuff is fanfic.

I occasionally combine the two which is always interesting.

[Sarah_1964]

I have written down things for years in a secret diary - most of my life, actually - experiences, imaginings, wishes, thoughts.

When I found myself fantasizing, sexually, a lot, I wrote some of those down too and after a while started to go to sex chat to sort of elaborate on them, see how others might lead them. I also joined a forum- literotica - but their publishing and editing guidelines are very pedntic and do not suite the very infromal emotional gushing way I write, so that was disappointing. Here, though - and on KristensBoard which I joined first - I can just share what i wrote, as i wrote it, without havng to edi tto someone else's taste.

i suppose writing these things down was a way to sort of exorcise them from my head- to stop myself obsessively returning to them over and over again: and sharing them is a bit like exposing myself...

I've been a member here since 2010. I first came here to find ideas on how to better Ravish My Beloved. I started writing privately to a few other members. Stories detailed to their specific needs and desires.

The last four or five years I've been writing on the Story Boards. I must admit, I do like getting compliments on My writing, BUT I also realize there are SO many who write better than I do.

I try to write as close to real life as possible, and from My personal experiences. I was a Police Officer for over 30 years, and while I was never a victim of Sexual Assault Myself, I have had to Investigate this heinous Criminal Act over 30 times......

I guess we ALL here are Survivors. We are a small and very close community. We HURT when one of us suffers and we come together to support our own.

We fight in our own way. Some by simply surviving day by day.

Some of us hunt the Criminal scuzzbage with a Badge and a Gun......

All of us HURT from this Act....


Tony V.                     

[90lbsofdynamite]

Why do I write, hum, why do … I write?

I say I have a myriad of reasons for writing and publish stories. A few reasons, profit, fun, therapy, to feed a creative need. I write for the loving adoration of my thousands of followers, just kidding. Even if I had thousands of followers, which I don’t, most don’t hold me in loving anything. Some hold me in contempt for not ending the story the way they wanted.

It all started as a suggestion from my adoptive father, way back when he fostered me, that I keep a journal and write my life experiences as stories, the worst way they could have ended, the best way they could have turned out. I did, and the work was just dreadful.

All the times I ran away from my foster home, and the time’s dad found me, drug me back to home, he’d say, “You’re better than this. Write me a story of how bad this might have ended.”

Even after I turned 18, he’d come and get me off the streets and try to get to me to live a straight life. For dad, things got easier when Jo entered my life. Living straight and narrow has advantages. In fact, I recommend no one work the streets, ever. I recommend no one mix with bad people daily, never ever. Working in a charity is great, but don’t socialize with them until they are clean and sober and trying to make something of themselves.

Anyway, after the GED, a couple of college-level writing classes, and my work in writing began to improve. I hope someday to rework some old crap and repost it here and the other sites where I publish.

Why do I write? It’s better than working for a living. More importantly, I get a deep satisfaction when I write. This satisfaction grows when people read my work, and it broadens when people like what I write.

If someone loves and adores me, well, what can I say, “BONUS!”


Thank god for the edit function. :)

[Sarah_1964]

Why do I write, hum, why do … I write?

I say I have a myriad of reasons for writing and publish stories. A few reasons, profit, fun, therapy, to feed a creative need. I write for the loving adoration of my thousands of followers, just kidding. Even if I had thousands of followers, which I don’t, most don’t hold me in loving anything. Some hold me in contempt for not ending the story the way they wanted.

It all started as a suggestion from my adoptive father, way back when he fostered me, that I keep a journal and write my life experiences as stories, the worst way they could have ended, the best way they could have turned out....

If someone loves and adores me, well, what can I say, “BONUS!”

That is beautiful. I think I love and adore you.

[90lbsofdynamite]

Why do I write, hum, why do … I write?

I say I have a myriad of reasons for writing and publish stories. A few reasons, profit, fun, therapy, to feed a creative need. I write for the loving adoration of my thousands of followers, just kidding. Even if I had thousands of followers, which I don’t, most don’t hold me in loving anything. Some hold me in contempt for not ending the story the way they wanted.

It all started as a suggestion from my adoptive father, way back when he fostered me, that I keep a journal and write my life experiences as stories, the worst way they could have ended, the best way they could have turned out....

That is beautiful. I think I love and adore you.

Well, then my work here is done.
If someone loves and adores me, well, what can I say, “BONUS!”

Edited because I totally fucked it up.

[Polaris]

I guess I'll break the question down into several for my answer.

Why do I feel the need to express my thoughts in a creative medium?
Though it has become somewhat less so in recent years, I've always had a very active imagination, and particularly when any type of idea which popped into my head was both something I found enjoyable and something that seemed to be unique or rarely presented, I had the desire to record it in some fashion.

Why did I choose writing to express myself?
To be perfectly honest, much of it was based on circumstance. When I first went online in 1995, some issue with the built-in AOL browser was causing it not to display/load any image files on my pc (which was quite disappointing to the horny teen that I was, after having heard so much about all the naked pics and porn that existed on "the web"). The lucky side effect from this is that it eventually steered me in the direction of some sites which were basically smaller versions of ASSTR. My knowledge of fetishes before then was both small and quite vanilla, and so I was amazed at all of the different sex acts and perversions that were being introduced to me via these stories.

Up until that point, drawing had been my main hobby, but while I had always wanted to draw something naughty, I worried that my parents or someone else would discover them. Typing words into a text file that could be stored in a folder where no one would ever think to look was a much more enticing "risk", and as such, influenced my jump to writing. Now decades later, I still would love to express my ideas through drawing, but the skill level that I had in my youth was fairly novice when I abandoned it, and so there remains plenty of practice that I would yet have to commit myself to.

Why do I write about this subject in particular?
Naturally, the great extent to which non-consensual erotica appeals to me has a lot to do with it, but because there are many, many ways to have sex and be sexual as well as many ways to be violent and cruel, the two elements combined provide a massive breeding ground for creativity and ideas.