Gaby was frustrated that she had never experienced the CNC (Consensual Non-Consensual) things she always wanted to try; it was her biggest fetish, and she hoped it would happen one day. Her idea was that some guy would take her against her will for a non-consensual act, but it would actually be with her consent, in her mind anyway, because she wanted to experience how it felt.

And one evening it happened, when, as she was at home reading some erotic stories on Lush, the doorbell rang. She went to the door and opened it. Before she even knew what was happening, a man pushed her into the house, grabbed her and turned her around, then forced her arm high behind her back while he put his other arm around her body and held her tight.

"Okay, bitch, here's how it's going to go," the man said. He was talking in a very deep voice, and Gaby didn't recognize it.

"You're going to be quiet, and you're not going to struggle. Do you understand?" he commanded.

"Yes," she whimpered as her arm was hurting quite a bit.

"I'm going to let go of you, but you won't make one move to get away. Understood?"

"Yes," she said, so quietly that she barely got it out.

Then she suddenly realized that this might be the start of her long-awaited CNC moment. She decided to play along to see where it went.

He let go of her, and as ordered, she stood and waited for whatever came next. Standing behind her, he pushed her into the living room and behind the sofa. He reached around her at her waist and undid the button on her shorts, then unzipped them. She began to wonder what he would do to her, but was glad to finally be experiencing her fetish. He pulled her shorts down, and then her panties. When he saw that he couldn't spread her legs this way, he spoke again.

"Take your sandals off and get rid of the shorts and panties," he growled.

"Okay," she said, thinking even more now that she was having her CNC event.

She took her sandals off and threw them and the shorts and panties toward the wall.

He turned her to face the back of the sofa, then pushed her over it. Her head and arms were now down on the sofa seat, and her rear was high. She turned her head to sneak a peek at him, but she couldn't get a good look. Meanwhile, he pushed her legs apart and reached for her pussy, now well exposed, and roughly spread her labia and ran a finger along her slit. He found her clit and rubbed it hard, and she began to get wet even though she wasn't aroused. He quit rubbing her rather quickly.

"Don't move!" he commanded.

"Okay", she whimpered, playing along with his orders.

He paused to undo his jeans and pull them and his briefs down.

"Take this, slut!" he ordered as he pushed his cock into her pussy from behind while she remained bent over the sofa back. He pushed deep, and she stifled a cry, but he kept pushing until he was buried up to his pelvis. Gaby was taking in all that was happening as she experienced her "non-consensual" act. She was in a little pain as this man's cock was large and she wasn't ready for it; it filled her uncomfortably. He was rough, and his thrusts were deep. She had no chance to get warmed up or lubed beforehand, other than the few moments he rubbed her clit before he entered her, but that wasn't nearly enough. And she noted that while she got wet, it must have only been a physical response because she was not aroused.

"Tell me you love it!" he commanded.

"I love it," she uttered, but not very convincingly.

"Not good enough," he said, and renewed his efforts as he pounded her from behind.

"This is what you get for not going out with me, humiliating me when I asked you the other day, and laughing at me. You have this coming, bitch!" he yelled.

Gaby tried to remember a guy asking her out, but couldn't. The man kept thrusting into her, but the pain wasn't as bad now.

"I don't remember that," she said. "Are you sure it was me?"

"Ya, I'm sure. I followed you, and you came to this house."

Gaby tried to remember who had come to her house recently, but no other woman had in a week. Then she had an idea.

"That wasn't me, that was my friend Sally," she told him. "She's about my size. It wasn't me!"

By this time, the man was grunting and getting close to his climax. He thrust as hard and deep as ever, and exploded into Gaby with a pent-up energy that surprised her. He jerked and spasmed repeatedly, squirting load after load of his semen into her. Soon, he was spent and pulled out, part of his load seeping out of her and running down her leg.

Gaby was relieved as he pulled out and slowly stood up from the sofa, making sure not to look at him while checking to see if he'd object; he didn't.

The man pulled his briefs and jeans back up, zipped up, and buckled his belt. Then, instead of running for the door as she thought he would, he spoke.

"Well, did you enjoy your consensual non-consensual event, Gaby?" he asked in a normal voice.

"Oh my god!" Gaby shouted as she turned and saw him, "It's you, Bob."

Gaby and Bob were friends, and she had talked with him about her desire to experience a CNC sex event a few weeks back. He was understanding and said maybe he could help her one day, if that was okay with her. She said it absolutely was, and then forgot all about their conversation.

"I think I surprised you, Gaby," Bob queried.

"You sure did. I forgot we talked about CNC a few weeks ago. And you being rough with me helped sell it," she said.

"And what was all that about Sally?" he asked.

"Well, when you said you asked me out, and I laughed at you, but I knew it wasn't me, I made Sally up," Gaby explained.

"Well, obviously none of that ever happened, and I made up my part about you rejecting me for a date, but you sure covered well. Nice quick thinking," he complimented her.

"Thanks!" Gaby replied.

"So how was it as a consensual non-consensual thing?"

"Not so fun. It lacks any real arousal and has a definite element of concern for all the things that could happen. It might have been fun if I knew it was you from the beginning, but I didn't," Gaby admitted.

"So it was a successful experience for you, even though it wasn't much fun," Bob announced with a smile.

"Yes, it definitely was!" Gaby conceded.