First time, in my 20's, no, I didn't report it. I'd been drinking at a party, he put something in my drink, I passed out, he woke me up by raping me.
Second time,in my 30's, a stranger broke into my flat, raped me, beat me and left me for dead. I escaped naked, bound and bloodied and got straight into a police car called by neighbours who'd heard the disturbance. So yeah, that one got reported. The stranger was caught 6 months later, carrying the purses of women he'd beaten and robbed in the street.
Even so, he was nearly remanded but the female Dc interviewing him 'had a feeling' and his DNA came back as a match for the unsolved stranger-rapist case involving me. The specialist rape police and I got very close over the months and years, it felt like we were working together to get the fucker and despite everything, this case was going to go our way - eventually.
Case was delayed for 2 years and he changed his plea, sacked his legal team, tried to make it out was kinky S&M sex that got out of hand - every trick in the book. CPS lawyers were useless, a different one each time. I wrote my own victim impact statement. I made sure when I gace evidence I went further than the dozy CPS lawyer led me with her useless questioning technique and lack of knowledge about the case, made it really clear. Sometimes I felt like I was prosecuting him myself, alone.
I went to every hearing and stared him down, took control, taught myself how the system worked, taught myself criminal law, read everything there was.
It worked, the fucker got 12 years and will be deported at the end of his sentence, despite him appealing against deportation.
I won.
One of the things I am most proud of.