The Games We Play
** Warning: This story involves what appears to be rape which may trigger some.
"Hey, hun, did you pack my tie?" Vince called down the stairs.
"It's already in your suitcase," his wife yelled up, probably from the kitchen from the sounds of the pots and pans banging around.
He smiled, a little embarrassed that he had lied to her. He had told her that he was going on a business trip. But he had other plans, plans that he didn't want her to know about.
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The house was dark as Vince moved down the driveway. He smiled, it just seemed like an easy mark. He inched closer, stopping when he heard a dog bark a few houses away. Not close enough to be trouble, he mused. He wandered around the house, hiding in the shadows, looking for a suitable entrance. And then he found it and smiled mischievously, the sliding glass door was unlocked.
In the warmth of the night, the woman must have kept it open so she could feel a cool breeze. Vince moved closer, carefully watching and listening. Making sure there were no dogs inside. He'd been watching her for some time now, so he didn't think there would be.
He eased the screen open and slowly, quietly walked in, then slid screen and the door shut behind himself. His eyes adjusted to the darkness inside the house as he surveyed the territory. It was a beautiful house, very nicely decorated. He moved around, looking for valuables, looking for her. He found the master bedroom at last. The door was open as was the window off to the side. A slight breeze made the curtains rustle. There was only a thin sheet over her body as she slept. The moonlight glowed in the room, giving it a seductive, low-light look.
Vince moved over and closed the window, not wanting any noise to attract unwanted attention. Then slowly he moved over to the bed. He could hear her slow, deep breathing signifying she was still asleep. He removed a gag harness from his bag and moved to the head of the bed. The woman was sleeping mostly on her stomach and he carefully slid his leg over her torso, until he was sitting on her back. His body held her in place as she woke up. Quickly, he slipped the ball of the gag into her mouth and fastened it on the back of her head. She struggled weakly against his superior strength, weight, and position.
She knew she was in trouble as he pulled one arm and then the next behind her back, tying her forearms together. He loved to have her arms like this because it pulled her shoulders back, making her breasts stick out just right.
"Don't scream, don't make a sound unless I tell you and this will be over before you know it," Vince warned her. She moved her feet as if trying to kick him off. He reached back and tied her ankles together. Finally, all trussed up, he pulled her to the edge of the bed and made her sit there.
Vince sat beside her, looking her right in the eye. She was a little scared, but too defiant still for her own good. His black ski mask was pulled tightly over his face so she couldn't tell who it was.
"Don't give me that glare, bitch. I'll beat it out of you," he said. Her eyes showed a little more fear. She was wearing a sexy baby-doll nighty and panties. She'd obviously been waiting for her lover. Vince wished his wife would wear outfits like that more often. He grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled it back a little, exposing her neck to him. His other hand stroked her thigh softly at first and then he grabbed it harder, digging his fingers into her taught flesh. He bent forward and kissed her neck.
The woman moaned above him, trying to tell him to stop. But he wasn't going to. This was what he came for. This was the best treasure in the house. His hand slapped her thigh and he pulled her hair a little more. "Quit squirming bitch. You and me, we're going to have a little fun. Don't you worry, now. I'll make you sing for me."
She twisted, trying to escape, but he was too strong for her. His hand moved up her thigh quickly and he rubbed her pussy for a moment. Oh, she was so wet. She actually liked what he was doing to her. It was turning her on. He got his fingers wet with her juices and then brought them up to her face. Slowly he wiped her pussy juice across her face and lips.
"Juices like that don't come from nothing. Now I know what you're really thinking," he hissed.
Vince smiled in his mask and then stood. He unfastened the belt of his pants, unzipped them, and removed them. His erection gave away just how excited he was, too. It was one of the largest she had ever seen and she quietly stared at it for a moment. Deep inside she yearned for it. She loved to be fucked by such a large cock and this was definitely promising.
He moved towards the woman and, grabbing his cock in one hand and her hair in the other, he rubbed it all over her face. "This is what you're going to get. You'll be begging for this."
She moaned a little, not really putting up a fight though. Vince stopped and then abruptly turned her over on the bed. Her knees were on the floor while her breasts pressed into the sheeted mattress. He pulled her panties down, exposing her bare ass. Ahhh, his dream girl. His hand slapped against her ass and then again on the other cheek. He laughed as she groaned a little. His finger traced a line down the crack of her ass and slowly circled her asshole.
Her hips rotated and contracted, trying to keep him from touching her, but she had no where to go. He was in total control of her. He licked his finger, getting it very wet, then pushed it into her ass, just a little bit, and felt her muscles grip him tight. The woman was grunting into her gag as he rotated his hand and with very short strokes fingered her.
Vince then pulled out and moved his fingers lower, onto her labia. Oh they were so hot and wet so engorged and puffy. They felt so good as his finger slid between them, opening her cunt a little. She looked so tasty that he wanted to eat her right then and there. He pushed his finger into her hole, digging it in as deep as possible. His knuckles crushed into her labia as he tried to push his finger all the way to her cervix.
He pulled out and sucked her juices off his finger. "Mmmm, you're such a tasty bitch. I'm going to love fucking you."
Vince pushed two, then three fingers into her tight pussy, fucking her with them. She grunted with each stroke as it stabbed into her. In and out, in and out, his fingers bore into her vagina. He could feel her hips shudder and he knew she was close to her orgasm. Then he stopped, pulled out, and rubbed fiercly across her clit. He wasn't having easy foreplay with her. He was going to make her cum his way. The hard way.
He moved back behind her and slipped his cock up and down her pussy, coating it with her juices. The woman was whimpering something as he lined it up to her vagina and slowly started pushing in. He grabbed her hips roughly for control as he eased it in, deeper and deeper. Her whimpering turned to moans and then stopped altogether as her pleasure increased beyond anything she had thought possible. His cock was the biggest thing she'd ever had in her pussy. It just kept going deeper and deeper. Seemingly endless.
