Author's Note: this is my first story. There are elements of truth, elements of fantasy and elements that are entirely fictional. Hopefully it will be entertaining. I appreciate the editorial comments and assistance received.
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Nina entered the house, and walked into the kitchen. She felt the presence of someone behind her. But before she could turn around, his hand quickly clasped onto her mouth, and his other arm wrapped around her waist holding her so tight she couldn't move or get away. She felt his warm breath whisper into her ear. "Don't scream, don't move; just do what I tell you. When I'm done, I'll leave and everything will be okay." "Do you understand?" Nina slowly nodded her understanding.
As she heard his voice and felt his touch, fear and adrenaline raced through her body. Her breathing was short and heavy, and her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest. Thoughts raced through her mind and she wondered what he had in store for her...
this time!
Once a month for the last several months, her husband has left the house to "go to work." He returns to the house while she is out dropping off the kids at school and working out. He lays in wait for her to return, hiding in a different place each time so he can surprise her.
The first time was a shock, not only that he was home, but that he took her the way he did. Nina and her husband live in a gated community in a safe suburban neighborhood, but she has always been afraid of returning to the house and finding someone there. She gets on him whenever he leaves the side garage door unlocked after taking out the garbage or forgets to lock the sliding glass doors.
She returned home right after working out, hot and sweaty and dying for a shower. Getting the water hot she stripped her workout clothes from her firm and fit body. Stepping into the shower, the hot water and steam relaxed her tired muscles as she lathered up with soap. She closed her eyes, letting the water flow over her body, rinsing her clean. She didn't notice that her towel was already hanging over the glass, blocking her view of the entry to the shower room.
Turning off the water, she thought about the errands she wanted to take care of as she dried herself. As she always did, she wrapped the towel around her waist, exposing her tits. They were firm and beautifully shaped. She thought of how much her husband loved to play with them and suck on her nipples. The thought made her tingle. It was funny that she felt perfectly comfortable walking around her bedroom topless with her husband and kids there. She has even laid out in the back yard topless, but she would never go topless at a beach.
As the thought of being topless was rolling around in her head, she saw the movement in the mirror, but it was too late. He grabbed her around the waist and as she started to scream he put his hand tightly over her nose and mouth. She couldn't breathe or make a sound. He told her to be quiet and just do what she was told. Only then did she know it was him.
She continued to struggle trying to break free so she could smack him for scaring her like that. He held her tight and was too strong for her to get away. Plus, she was too tired from her workout to put up much of a fight anyway and under his weight she slumped forward against the counter. Using the hand around her waist, he pulled the corner of the towel and dropped it to the ground.
He blindfolded her and quickly tied her hands behind her back. Using his body to pin her against the counter, he made her lean forward and used his legs to spread her feet wider apart. The cool air made her nipples hard, and she could feel herself getting wet. With her hands tied behind her back and his body pressing against her, she couldn't move.
"What are you doing here?" she pleaded. As the words left her mouth, she heard a loud smack and felt the stinging pain of his hand across her ass. "Ouch," she cried, "what did you do that for?" she yelled. The stinging feeling lingered.
"I'm here to do what I want with you." "So unless you want me to do that again, I suggest you do what you're told." "Do you understand?" As he asked the question he gently rubbed his hand along reddening skin where she was spanked. The gentle touch on her still stinging skin sent tingles through her. Playing along, she said, "Yes, yes, I understand."
As she leaned forward, his hand continued to caress her ass and the back of her legs. She had a beautiful ass; one that in a bikini on the beach attracts the attention of men and women. Slowly he moved his hand to the inside of her thighs. It brushed against the smooth skin of her pussy and gently rubbed her clit. She jumped at the touch as her clit was already hard sticking out from her pussy lips. He took her clit between his fingers and started slowly massaging it. The sensations made her moan and push her ass back toward him.
With his other hand he slid a finger inside her, her wetness letting him slide all the way in. He slowly moved it in and out while he continued to massage her clit. "Oh my god," she moaned softly as an orgasm grew inside her. She wanted to explode but then he stopped. "Ahhhhh..., what are you doing?"
Taking her bound hands, he led her to the bedroom and had her kneel on the cushioned stools at the foot of the bed. He tied her ankles to the foot posts, forcing her legs open and tied her hands to the restraints on the bed, spreading her arms and putting her on all fours. Leaning forward pushed her ass out toward him giving him easy access to the treasure between her legs.
When he finished tying her he patted her ass gently a few times. Not a spanking, but enough to make her think about what was in store for her. She could hear him moving around; she recognized the sounds of their "sex bag." She wondered what he was getting and what he was going to do with her. Not knowing gave her a heightened sense of excitement and the anticipation made her heart race and her breathing short.
She felt the gentle touch of what seemed like a feather on her back. He stroked the feather down her back, over her ass and down the back of her thighs. The soft touch of the feather on her legs sent tingles up to her pussy which was still wet and swollen from the fingering in the bathroom.