Maintenance man rapes FTM

This is part fantasy and part based on real life. Everyone in the story is over 18 years old and really exists. Enjoy!

I always sleep very soundly and when dreaming my dreams are so vivid I think they are real. This night I was very tired and I passed out. Not my usual gently falling asleep. I only woke up slightly during a dream and quickly fell back asleep. Not long after this, I woke up again and a man was standing over me. I thought it was a dream, so I just laughed it off. Then he spoke to me. I was stunned wide awake by him. I wondered
how he got in my apartment, so I looked toward my door. Turning over, I must have widely spread my legs because suddenly the man shoved a wooden pole into my pussy. I yelled no too late and thought it must be well lubed to even fit in me. My poor pussy was trying to contract around it but could do nothing as the pole was over 2 inches thick and almost 4 feet long. I was truly pinned down and impaled by it. I could not move.
I had no idea where it or the man came from. Then I could see my always locked door was now unlocked. Only one person had a key, and he was the new maintenance man. The maintenance man was raping me with a wooden shovel handle. It was very hard with no give like I was used to. I had never
met him or seen him before. When he noticed me looking at my door, he locked it. No one else knew what was happening or could get in when I was
being raped repeatedly by the maintenance man. It hurt so much, I had all I could do not to leave my body or my mind.
This man knew everything about me, most of all he knew I am a transman, on Testosterone, living alone, asleep during the day and evening until midnight.
He also knew because of heart failure I was physically weaker than ever before. He knew where my bed was and that I slept naked many times.
After fucking my helpless pussy with that wooden shovel handle, he tied me up and gagged me. Then he used a glass sparkling grape juice bottle to rape me again and again for at least an hour. At its entry it was ribbed and narrow, then got suddenly huge. He kept shoving it farther, deeper and deeper into my pussy as I cried in pain from being cruelly violated until I was worn out. This nightmare was only the beginning. He watched as he left that enormous bottle inside me. I had never felt so humiliated and helpless. Then he began to use a small vibrator on my clit. As I squirmed, he just laughed out loud like it was hilarious. He did this for maybe an hour, it could have been less. All I know was I came 3 times and ejaculated too. He turned the vibrator off, letting me just lay there in my wetness. Soon he unzipped his pants, this terrified me as I knew what he was going to rape me with next.
He took out his surprisingly huge, thick cock and started to jerk himself off. There I was, my pussy and ass on display for him to relish as he got very hard. Watching him turned me on, I always loved watching men cum. I got even wetter, with my body betraying my mind. Helpless, helpless, there was no escape, maybe forever. Before I knew it, he mercilessly forced his huge, hard cock into me. I knew I screamed, but it was silent, no one could hear.
I have no idea how many hours have gone by and still he is raping me. I have no concept of time yet my body keeps responding to this violently forced intercourse. If I could get pregnant, I surely would be now, as he has planted his seed in me several times. An odd thought comes to my mind, he must have taken Viagra, as no one over 18 can last for several hours. I have no idea how many orgasms I have had. I am still tied up and gagged, the gagged part seems odd, I would have thought he would fuck my mouth too. Yes, he has fucked my ass too. When fucking my pussy, he shoved something in my ass. I am sure he tore my asshole. He wanted to hurt me more than he wanted me to suck his cock.
All this time he had not said a single word to me. His only vocals have been grunts and moans. He is the only one having a good time, or at least expressing it. Finally, he finishes raping me, saying only if I dare to tell anyone about this or report him, he will come back and kill me. Then he adds he will be coming back anyway and anytime he wants to. Also, even if he gets fired, he made himself a copy of the master key and will let himself in whenever he wants to rape me again. When he left that day he said one last thing, "We are going to have so much fun." laughing then walking away.

I honestly thought it was over, and he was only trying to scare me. It worked, I was terrified but tried to recover some of my composure. A week passed, each day I felt a growing distance from my brutal and repeated rape that night into the morning. It was short-lived. How could I fall asleep even if there was
little chance he could or would rape me again. Maybe if I acted like I enjoyed it he would stop. My mind was spinning out of control. Finally, I passed out after days awake. It was late one night as I laid asleep in my violated bed I heard the key turn unlocking my door. It startled me, I wanted to hide. But
I knew he would find me, after all, he knew every inch of these apartments. He knew every inch of me. He let himself in and said a calm hello. I blinked in disbelief at how confident and casual he was. I tried my idea on him right away. Saying I am happy you are here because I want you to rape me for hours again. Again he laughed, saying, really, you do? Please take me like you did last time, I beg you. He took off all of his clothes, commanding me to slowly strip mine off for him to watch. I did as he told me to do, I had to make him think I wanted it. I slowly removed each piece of my clothing as I swayed my hips in a dance of sorts. He was jerking himself off very fast when he got hard he slipped a golden cock ring on his huge thick cock. His
cock that made me cum many times when I didn't want it to. He laid down next to me and using both hands began to pinch and pull my nipples until they got hard from the pain. Then he tried to pick me up by them pulling me closer to him. It hurt so good, I was getting wet. He knew it, I could tell. Removing
his fingers from my left nipple, he pinched the right one harder until it felt numb and held on. This nipple was my most sensitive, how did he know to stimulate this one. If possible I loved all of this, I didn't have to act like I wanted him, I did. Suddenly, he forced three of his large coarse fingers quickly past my sensitive pussy opening into my dripping wet pussy. He knew I wanted this, all of this. As he finger fucked me, I could hear how terribly wet I was. It was oozing and flowing out of my core. He was pounding my pussy with 3 fingers, filling me with desire for his cock. It worked. Soon after this, he rammed his huge cock into my pussy, I gasped with shock about how good it felt. I could hardly breathe and felt faint. Instantly he started pounding me, how did he know I love this? I didn't matter because I do. My head was spinning. First he raped me, then he comes back and makes me feel this good for real.
I am starting to think how damn lucky I am. After cumming 3 times with ejaculating in me, he stopped pounding my pussy. I came many times, so many I lost count.
Next, he told me he wanted to watch a movie with me. I started to tell him where my collection was, but he already knew, just like he knew very intimate things about me. He got the movie out, turned on my TV and started it. He turned to me and told me he was going to watch it, so be quiet. He sat down in my comfortable chair and began watching. Then he paused it and got up, turning to me with that wooden shovel handle in his hands. He smiled and forced it deep into my still very wet pussy. I will never forget what he said next. "The wetter you get, the more the wood will expand until it absorbs all of that wetness. Then it will dry you out completely, making it painful for you. The wooden handle will be stuck in you, and you will not be able to move or get up. If you try you may rip out or tear up your pussy. I can get it out, but you are helpless and impaled by it." Then he smiled and sat back down to watch the movie, letting me lay there naked, helpless, afraid and more wet than ever. After the movie was finished, he got out one of my vibrators and began using it on my clit. My pussy began convulsing with pleasure, and I had cum at least 3 times in a row with ejaculations. My mind was spinning at how crazy and wonderful all of this was. It felt so good, I found myself wanting even more from him. I told him so, after that he stated, all of you transmen on testosterone are horny and desperate to be fucked by cock. He had watched porn with
cis men fucking transman pussy. Then he added, "I know how desperate you were to be fucked, that is why I chose to rape you then make you my fuck toy. Even lesbians
are not as desperate to be fucked by cock as you pussy transmen are. You give up that cunt of yours so easily, you are whores, sluts, helpless cunts. How does it
feel to be a slave?"
After that verbal bashing, he walked out my door, leaving me impaled by his now larger than 2 inch thick wooden shovel handle.