Author's Note: This is another entry in my series Apartment 718. This is a series of two people who are in a Dominant/submissive relationship. The first entrant of the series is called Welcome Home and has some of the background information. From there the rest of the stories can be read in any order, there is no chronology to them. As an added note you will see that Sara, the submissive refers to herself as i and to her Dominant, Ben, as He. These are not typos, but instead meant to show her submission to His dominance.
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Sara
My phone beeped indicating there's was a new text. i looked down and saw its from Daddy. "Sorry. Got held up at work. I will be there tonight, but probably not until close to ten. Go ahead and eat dinner, I'll let you know when I'm on my way."
Ben
I wasn't really held up at work. Truthfully I'd left work extra early to prepare for what I'd had planned for the night. Awhile ago, Sara once mentioned that she, like many women had a rape fantasy. It really didn't do anything for me, but I think that part of being a good owner is fulfilling your pets fantasies, and that was exactly what I'd had planned for that night. I knew she'd be there shortly and I had a lot to do to stage the scene that I had planned. After coming into the apartment and putting my weekend bag into the bedroom I went back to the foyer so I could leave the front door ajar and knock over the coat rack. Then I went to the utility closet and flipped the circuit breakers for the apartment. I was hoping it would be pitch black, but there was still light spilling through a bunch of the windows. I pulled down the blinds and as I looked down to the street I saw Sara walking up the sidewalk. Knowing it would only take a minute or two to get up the elevator to the apartment I ran to get in position, right around the corner from the front door and pulled on a ski mask.
Sara
"What the fuck?"
i got off the elevator and saw that the door to the apartment wasn't shut. "It had been a few weeks since we'd been there, how long has it been open? Did anyone notice? How come no one contacted Ben?" Is someone in there?" My mind was running wild.
i pushed the door open and bent down to pick up the coat rack. i reached for the light switch, but when i flipped it nothing happened. i reached my hand into the kitchen to the switch, but that didn't turn anything on either. In retrospect it was probably stupid, but i walked down the hallway to closet where the electrical panel is. As i passed the parlor, i heard something behind me and turned to see a large man in a mask. i whipped back around and ran down the hallway towards the bedroom, when he reached out and grabbed me by my ponytail, bringing me to a violent stop and i shrieked louder than i ever thought that i could. He lunged towards me and wrapped me in a bear hug as i flailed my arms trying anything i could do to get away.
"Shut the fuck up" he said as he put his hand over my mouth and pulled me to the floor. He ripped my shirt open scattering buttons down the hallway. "Just let me do what I'm going to do and it'll go quickly."
Ben
I kind of thought by now she'd know it was me or I'd start laughing or break character some how, but the look in Sara's eyes told me she had no idea that I was on top of her. I leaned back on my knees and unbuttoned her jeans. I rolled them down to her ankles and then went to her thong, ripping the light pink lace apart far easier than I thought I would. I knew they were probably relatively expensive, but that the destruction was all part of the fantasy.
