It was late at night. The lights were off, the TV was off, and every thing was dark and quiet in the house. Listening closely you could hear the tick tock of the big clock, the hum of the fridge motor, and the occasional click of a computer mouse. Beyond the small night lights scattered around the house, the only visible light was the eerie glow of the computer monitor.
Everyone in the house was sleeping, but in front of the computer an attractive young mom stared intently at the screen. One hand quietly moved the mouse around but the other hand was buried deep in her lap. As her hand moved slowly between her legs, her breathing was somewhat labored, with a soft moan occasionally escaping her lips.
She was so focused on the screen, she never heard him sneaking up on her. By the time she realized what had happened it was too late to scream, to late to run, and to late to fight. With one hand he viciously had grabbed the hair at the back of her neck and simultaneously he clamped his other hand over her mouth. The pain from the back of her head instantly froze her in place. She dared not move and she dared not make a sound. As he leaned in close she caught a whiff of his cologne, an obviously expensive and rich, manly scent.
He whispered in her ear, "don't make a sound; there is no reason to make this more painful than it needs to be."
The pain at the back of her neck intensified and to relieve it she began to stand up as he directed her. He walked her to the dining room and forced her to her knees. Still standing behind her he began to speak.
"My slut, I've been waiting a long time for this day. We have talked about this and we have teased about this, but the time for talking and teasing is over."
The voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. As he continued to speak, she thought she began to recognize the voice talking to her, but...it couldn't be...it can't be ...he lives so far away...how did he find me... many questions floated through her mind, but they were interrupted by his voice.
"Yes, my dear, you are about to get everything you've been waiting for."
Her heart started beating rapidly, the strength in his voice and the reality of the situation caused a mixture of fear and exhilaration to sweep over her. She had heard this voice talking to her for over a year, but she never thought he would actually find her. (Inside she secretly hoped he would but she never thought it would really happen.)
Letting go of her hair, he firmly folded her hands behind her back. She felt him wrap a Velcro cuff firmly around one wrist and then around the other before securing both wrists together. Her hands now immobilized, he stood up and moved his waist directly in front of her face. In the dim light of the house, she watched as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled his weapon out. Her eyes slowly opened wide in disbelief as she stared at... and tried to comprehend the huge cock in front of her.
Reaching behind her head, he threaded his fingers through her hair and closed tightly, gripping a handful of hair and firmly holding her head in place.
"Open wide, my little slut", he said. "It's time to put that mouth of yours to good use!"
Still dazed and in disbelief over the immense size of his cock, she didn't open her mouth fast enough, because he pulled fiercely on her hair and the searing pain compelled her to open her mouth. Her mouth was barely open when he forced himself in, his width penetrating and spreading her lips to accommodate his size.
Holding her head firmly, both of his hands intertwined in her hair, he began a rhythmic movement, thrusting slowly and using shallow strokes, but gradually he increased his speed and depth, each stroke pushing closer and closer to her gag reflex. Helpless to stop him, his dominance and power over her was erotic and arousing. She could feel her body betray her as the warm ache between her legs began to grow. She couldn't help being turned on by her forced submission.
He groaned the feeling of her warm wet mouth was heavenly; her sucking sensations were teasing his balls into giving up their load of cum. Guiding her head and using it as a means to pleasure his cock felt wonderful. It was erotic pushing himself in and out, watching her struggle with his manhood, watching her struggle to keep from gagging. As she continued to pleasure him, he crudely grabbed a breast in his hand and firmly squeezed. Pulling open her night shirt he reached inside to fondle her naked breast. This time it was her who groaned.
"O' look at that, I think my little slut likes it!" he commented.
He continued to manipulate her breast and watch her reaction, her face contorting to the pleasure he was creating. Sliding his fingers out to her nipple he squeezed her nipple firmly just to see her swoon in the pain and pleasure. Despite the divine feeling of her sucking sensations, he had to stop because he had other plans he wanted to accomplish.
Removing his hand from her breast, he pulled her up from her knees and pushed her towards the kitchen table. Forcing her to bend over the table, he unhooked her wrists and secured each one to the opposite corners of the table. With her body now immobilized on the kitchen table, he first slipped a blindfold over her eyes and then began to remove her sweat pants and her wet panties.
"It looks like my little slut is enjoying her abuse" he said as he brought her panties up to her nose. "You can't deny this, my little slut, your body betrays you!" he chuckled.
Laying on the table in her blindfolded darkness, her arms extended toward the corners, and her bare ass exposed to this virtual stranger' she never felt so embarrassed and yet she felt extremely aroused. What was he going to do now? She wondered. Was he going to fuck her and then just walk away? She didn't have to wait long for an answer because she now felt him wrapping one of her ankles with another Velcro cuff, before he pulled her leg sideways and secured it to the table leg. After securing both ankles he stood up and observed his prize. He stared intently at each of her beautiful slim legs, her firm, toned calves, her strong thighs, and the creamy globes of her ass. The sight was almost too much and he thought briefly about plunging himself deep into her body. Regaining his composure, he instead reached out to caress her legs, sliding his hand up the outside of her calf and thigh till he reached her ass. Pulling his hand away he unexpectedly spanked her cheek and watched her body jerk in shocked surprise. This time he slid his hand up her other leg, touching and feeling the softness of her skin before squeezing this cheek. This time she was expecting the slap....but it didn't come... then just when she relaxed, he spanked this cheek just as hard as the first time, and watched her body jump again in surprise. Before she fully recovered from the shock, he slapped both cheeks in quick succession, again catching her by surprise, and ripping a squeal from her lungs.
She really didn't know what to expect next but she was somewhat relieved when she felt his hand reach inside her thigh and slide slowly toward her crotch. Just when she thought he was going to touch her aching pussy, his hand moved away and he began to stroke her other thigh.
Expecting another series of spanks, she was surprised to feel his hand softly caressing the lips of her pussy. His finger sliding just inside but not near deep enough, he began teasing her by slowly rubbing back and forth. Reveling in the attention, her hips gave away her neediness by moving to the rhythm of his finger. In her mind she was begging him for more; she wanted him to push deep inside her, to touch her clit or to even touch her sacred hole. She could feel one finger was playing with her pussy and she could also feel a finger moving toward her ass hole and just when she thought he was about to touch it, again he moved away.
The ache of his missing fingers was short lived as she felt his hand connect with her ass cheeks, one...two...three...four... She was so turned on now; even the pain and burning sensation of her skin did not hurt, it was erotic.