A punch in the stomach. That was all you felt before you collapsed to the floor, stunned, before you could even see me or my partner - two tall brooding older men in dark clothes and ski masks.
The next thing you know, you are being roughly blindfolded and carried into your bedroom. What's happening? Where did we come from? How did we get in?
Your mind begins racing as you start to make sense of what is happening in your disoriented state. You are being attacked by two silent masked Intruders.
Before you can ask yourself what we want or why this is happening, you feel us dump you onto the bed.
Now you begin to panic and attempt to scream, but I slap you hard and we seal your mouth with duct tape.
Next, you feel our big strong hands in latex gloves jerking, ripping and tearing off all your clothes. "Oh god, no," you think, and your muffled screams turn into desperate crying. "Please don't do this," is all you can think.
We take off the blindfold to see the fear in your eyes as we tie your wrists and ankles to each post, naked, wide open and fully exposed.
All you can do is cry and shake your head in protest while I strip down and pull out my throbbing rock-hard penis. You can see my partner smile under his mask and he begins rubbing the bulge in is jeans.
This is sheer horror, but some how it's making your pussy wet. Why god, why? How can this be happening?
