Mia tossed her vibrator aside and kicked her feet free of the tangle of sheets. She spread her legs to let the breeze from the window dry her sodden crotch. Raising her head, she watched her heavy breasts flopping to each side and her belly wobbling as her breathing slowly settled.<br/><br/>That was the best yet. Her best ever fantasy. Her rape fantasy. And yet, yet, it was still disappointing. How could it be otherwise, when every physical onslaught was under her direction, when every threat was hers to control. She needed to find a way to have this same experience but without her direction and control.<br/><br/>She rolled off her bed and quickly straightened the bed before heading to the shower.