Have You Ever: Fantasized About Being Raped?
Just so you don’t think I’m a terrible person, it should be noted that I cringed when I wrote the title of this post. So many people I know and love have dealt with rape or some form of sexual abuse within their lifetimes. Please stop reading now if you are one of those people. The guilt that I could, even just potentially, trigger a traumatic memory for you makes me want to vomit in my mouth.
It feels even grosser to be discussing the topic of rape fantasy with Todd Akin’s “legitimate rape” comments fresh in everyone’s mind. Yet, in a way, maybe it’s even more appropriate to be addressing this topic right now. I mean, why are we turned on by rape porn? You might be replying right now, “Fuck you! I’m not into that shit!”
And that might be true. But somebody is watching this stuff.
Sites that focus on this specific niche are wildly popular, more so than the multitude of sites that feature sex between consenting adults. Is it okay because we know, or at least try to convince ourselves, that we’re not seeing actual rape on the screen? That these performers are technically consenting adults who are just role-playing in a nonconsensual scenario? Or is there something deeper here? When you watch a rape scene, are you fantasizing about being raped or raping someone? Or are you merely getting off on the increased level of aggressive energy and dominance?
I’m asking this after watching a scene from Parole Him, in which a police officer practically fists a young man and laughs sadistically as he stretches his hole. He doesn’t care if it feels good. He doesn’t care if it feels bad. He just cares that he’s “searching for drugs”, and that’s the funniest thing in the world for him.
While watching this short trailer, I could feel my dick pressing HARD against the zipper of my jeans. It was wrong. And I knew it… But there was something about the officer’s attitude that appealed to my submissive side. It made me want to bend over and let him “search me for drugs” whether it felt good or not.
That said, I do not want to be raped. I don’t want anyone else to be raped. Why was I aroused by this clip? Why did it make me so hard that there was pre-cum dripping down my thigh? Why did I want that police officer to step on my face and fuck me ’til I’m sore? Was there some weird catharsis to all of this? Is there something psychologically wrong with me?
Nope. I think it was just because he had a big dick.
I’m a terrible person, right?
Photo credit: Parole Him
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