Had spent the day running errands, and I was completely exhausted. All I could think about was getting home, kicking off my shoes, running a hot bubble bath, and sipping some whiskey over ice as I relaxed in the tub.
I pull the car into the driveway, gather the few bags from the trunk and head for the house. As I near the door, I feel like somebody is watching me, but I shrug it off thinking it's just because I have had such a long day, and I unlock the door. I drop the bags onto the kitchen table, take off my shoes, and begin putting stuff away.
I walk into the bathroom and begin my bath water as I finish putting away things. Turn on the stereo, put in my favorite CD and grab my whiskey glass. Hmm I think to myself, "what shall I fix for dinner tonight?" Quick to answer myself with a "what the hell, you are alone for the evening so order a pizza later."
Off to the bathroom I go, stripping my clothes off along the way. I step into the hot water and slowly ease myself into it. "Aaw now this is nice!" I think to myself. I sip my whiskey and sit it on the side of the tub. I don't know how long I soaked as time seemed to stand still. I grab a towel, wrap up in it and pull the plug.
Walking into the bedroom to throw on a t-shirt. I sit my glass on the dresser and open a drawer in search of my favorite tee. But before I could find what I was looking for I hear a noise that seems to be coming from the living room, but I can't be sure as the stereo is blasting. So I quickly grab my bathrobe and slip it on to go investigate.
Walking into the living room I don't see anything nor do I hear anything now, so I turn the stereo down some and look for a good book to settle onto the couch with. Just as I reach up to grab a book from the top shelf, somebody grabs me from behind, cups their hand over my mouth and holds my arms tightly so I can't struggle much.
My heart feels if it is going to beat out of my chest and I am beyond scared. Who could this be and how did they get in? Was he already here when I came home or was I careless to leave the door unlocked by mistake? Then my mind flashes back to feeling watched when I got out of the car, but was he inside watching me or outside?
With my mind racing with so many thoughts, I didn't realize the hand was no longer over my mouth, but tape covered my mouth instead. My arms are being pulled behind me and bound, I try to squirm loose but to no avail. A handful of my hair is now in his hand and I'm being pushed towards the bedroom. Oh my God, this can't be happening to me. What did I do to bring this on? Is this a random act or something I may have provoked without realizing it?
Suddenly I am shoved onto the bedroom floor face down and a foot is in the middle of my back preventing me from moving. My legs are then spread wide and something is attached to each ankle, but I cannot tell what it is and I am too afraid to look. I try to move my legs closed but suddenly get the point there is something holding them apart, some kind of spreader bar. Then a blindfold is put over my eyes and I am forced to stand by being pulled to my feet. I teeter and unbalanced due to the spreader but manage to stand without falling. Trembling all over with fear and uncertainty.
The rope to my robe is removed and my flesh is now exposed to this stranger and even though I am trying to prevent myself from being aroused, I can't seem to help feeling my pussy dampen. Hands now explore my breast, fingers are tugging and twisting my hardening nipples and I can smell his breath as he leans closer to begin kissing my neck.
A hand has found its way around and grabbing my ass, groping and massaging my bare cheeks. My hands are released so the robe can be completely removed. Then I am pushed forward which makes me reach out with my hands only to find them placed on the wall or the door. Smack smack smack smack smack, five on each ass cheek. Not painful swats but hard enough to grab my attention and I try to wiggle to avoid each blow.
Suddenly my hands are cuffed and I'm forced to my knees which isn't the easiest thing since my legs are still spread by this bar between them. I can't help but think to myself, "why doesn't he just fuck me and leave already?"
In a low growling like voice I hear "I will take the tape off but if you scream, you will pay. Do you understand?"
I nod my head yes. Quickly the tape is pulled off and I start to speak, but he puts his finger to my lips to hush me.
"You will do as I say and only speak if I ask something that requires a comment!" So I stay silent and think this will soon be over.
I hear him undo his belt and pull it quickly from his pants. It is then wrapped around my neck as a make shift collar, it must be one of those that has holes all the way down. As it isn't choking me but he isn't pulling on it or holding it either.
His pants unzip and my mouth is pulled open as he slips his cock into my throat. He begins face fucking me slowly at first, then picking up pace as he goes. I feel myself getting wetter and I feel so hot, yet I feel so disgusted that I am allowing myself to be turned on with this violation. Pumping faster and faster I think he must be nearing orgasm and this will all be over. A little relieved at that thought yet disappointed that this bastard will cum and leave me wet without satisfaction.
Shortly he stops and doesn't cum. I am then pulled up and thrown onto the bed, bounce against the wall hitting my head. I feel him climb onto the bed and hover over me. He begins biting my neck, causing me to sigh in delight and my breath quickens. He pulls my head sideways by the belt as he continues the assault with his teeth, down my chest and sinks them into my breasts. Oh wow this feels so intense and scary at the same time, as I can't believe this stranger knows how to get my body aroused.
Nibbling on my nipples as they ache and throb for more, down my sides and belly which makes me jump and giggle softly. God I hate myself for responding.
