Rape Fantasies II:

Simone’s Notes:

Rape fantasies can also represent an outlet for sexually submissive/dominant individuals. In such fantasies they can imagine themselves as having or lacking sexual control or power without actually participating in an illegal or immoral act. Another relatively common theory is that the attraction men feel toward raping is an evolutionary relic of prehistoric man; thousands of years ago, those willing to rape were more likely to have their genes passed on. According to these sociobiological theories of rape, rape fantasy fulfills a hereditary impulse that in civilized society where real rape has become socially intolerable. It has been proposed that for some who have actually been sexually abused, rape fantasy may be a way to heal past wounds by exploring in a safe environment with a sense of control. Dr. Michael J. Bader, author of Arousal: The Secret Logic of Sexual Fantasies, writes: "It is quite common that children who were abused grow up and develop sexual fantasies loosely based on their abuse. ... The adult indulging in a fantasy of sexual surrender or abasement is actually saying to her or himself: 'I'm recreating a terrifying or traumatic scene, but this time I'm in control because I'm scripting the scene ...'" Regardless, the presence of rape fantasies in a community or individual cannot be taken to imply that the fantasizers in reality condone rape, desire to rape others, or wish to be raped themselves.

Edward stood in front of the bathroom mirror. All was dead silent. He thought that he was close to losing his mind. Rape was on his mind just as much as sex was lately. Whenever a girl passed by him, Edward would imagine that he was the rapist and the girl was the victim. The boy just couldn’t understand it. He was getting headaches over it every single day. Why was this happening to him? This was beyond madness. Aw, have internal problems again, pipsqueak? [Shut up, would ya?!?] Excuse me! [I said shut up, you bastard!] Edward felt another throb of pain in his head. He thought that he was going to die in agony from it. [Okay! I’m sorry! Just please, stop it!!!] The pain slowly melted away. Ed panted hard. He felt hot again. “I need… I need some water and air!” the poor soul thought. Then, he cut on the faucet and ran the cold water. The alchemist slipped his face and cut the water back off. He shuttered at the silence. It was freaking him out. “I need to get out of here!” Edward thought in fear. Then, he hurried out of the bathroom.

Edward wandered the streets sickly. Everything looked the same to him in his blurred vision. The pain in his head and chest was increasing badly. He could barely walk. The boy felt like throwing up. Edward was completely dizzy and sweating buckets. Where was this pain coming from? Was he dead in his mind and walking through Hell? Was this a nightmare? Could he escape? Could he wake up? “I can’t take it anymore!” Edward thought in misery. Then, he collapsed out on the sidewalk below.

“Sir?” a voice asked him hours later. “Sir? Are you alright?” Edward slowly came to. He opened his eyes and saw a young girl standing over him. She was a pretty thing. Her hair was chestnut brown to her hips. Her eyes were a light onyx. She was dressed in a simple virgin white summer dress. The girl looked like an angel. Ed couldn’t help but to stare at her. Suddenly, he noticed something odd about himself. He was actually feeling quite… better! “How did this happen?” the boy thought to himself in confusion. “Are you okay?” she asked again. Edward nodded quickly as he blushed. The girl relaxed easily. “Oh, good!” she said aloud. The alchemist tried to get up but the girl stopped him fast. “No!” she said quickly. “Stay down! I’ll go and get you some help!” The boy wanted to protest and that he was fine. Instead he said in a small voice, “All right!” “Good,” the girl said. “Now, stay down!” Then, the girl hurried away to go get Edward some help.

Moments later, she returned. “I brought you some cool and wet clothes!!!” the girl yelled out to him. But when she made it back to the street, the patient was no where in sight! “Huh?” she asked. “What did you go sir?” The next thing she knew, the girl was violently being pushed up against a wall. She looked and saw Edward with a deadly brutal lust in his eyes. It was as if he was under some unspoken spell. His soon-to-be victim tried to kick and push him off. But, the alchemist proved himself stronger than she was. He pressed against shoulders even harder. The girl screamed out in pain. Ed kneed her in the stomach to keep her quiet. “Shut up!” the boy hissed to her. The girl felt herself getting sick with sorrow and mercy. His victim began to cry. The alchemist felt himself smiling inside. “It’s so strange!” he thought. “But this is something I wanted to do at long last!” Yes! This was something he wanted to do!

The boy began to flip up the girl’s skirt. The rush spread through him like a virus wild fire. His victim whimpered in misery. “Please don’t rape me!” she thought. Edward undid his pants in a rush. He was about to slide down her panties when he stopped. If was as if he was waking up from a poisonous nightmare. “Why am I doing this?” Ed thought sickly. What are you doing? This is the only way to free yourself from your misery. Do it! Rape her and you’ll be able to sleep tonight! The host trembled in nervous fear. [I… I… I just can’t do it!] The alchemist let go of the girl and zipped his pants up. His victim looked at him confused. “Sir?” she asked softly. “Are you all right?” “Leave me alone.” Edward said softly. “I’m sorry?” the girl asked trying to hear him. “JUST GO AWAY!!!” the alchemist yelled out. Then, Ed ran away as fast as he could. The girl watched her would’ve been attacker make his escape. She was wondering what just happened.