The rain thudded down on top of the car roof, the interior was filled with the drumming of the torrential downpour. It barely registered in the watchers mind though, his thoughts were occupied elsewhere, specifically on the contents of the small building directly across the street from where he was parked. It was the dwelling of his current obsession, a red headed beauty he'd had his eyes on for quite sometime. The dashboard of his car was littered with coloured photographs taken with a telescopic camera for zooming, it showered the gorgeous woman in a variety of different poses through her bedroom window, one particularly frayed photo showed her after just coming out of the shower. A surprised expression across her face as she had realised she'd left the curtains opened she'd spread out her arms to yank them closed and her towel had fallen away revealing her massive tits that bounced down when they were finally freed from the cotton restraints.
The watcher grinned as his eyes flickered over that picture again, he was so glad he had been lucky enough to capture that image, worth the three hour wait he'd spent parked across the street and easily the best piece of his collection that he'd accrued over the last four months. The watcher was a predator, there were no two ways about it. Sunken black eyes peered out from his aged creased face as he scanned the building looking for signs she was up. He had been sitting in this car for over an hour now, checking his watch again feverishly he realised she had overslept for work this morning, usually she was up by now. Then a light flickered on quickly in the dark street as a shadow moved behind the curtain, he could just make out her shape as she ran across the room to throw her clothes on then leave for work.
It would have to be soon he decided, he couldn't control his lust anymore, he'd waited for months and months, getting her schedule down pat but now he had to act. She would be his. As she stumbled blearily eyed out of her house and began to quickly move down her street towards her job he flipped the car keys in the ignition and revved the engine to life. As she disappeared from his rear view mirror he drove silently forwards and off into the night.
She sighed heavily as she left her job, an eleven hour shift that was just filled with tiny little things that wound her up worse and worse with each second. Still she thought with a smile, it was over now and she could go home and curl up on the sofa and watch a movie or something. Plus she did not have to return to work for two whole days! She skipped a little on the cold pavement as she moved happily towards her home.
The door latch clicked open easily for him, it always had. Smiling to himself he put the lock picks back into his back pocket then moved slowly into her home, selecting the best possible hiding place he could find, he hunkered down and awaited her return home from work.
He watched through a small peephole as the lock moved in the wooden door. She opened her door and walked in, her large husky frame silhouetted the doorway for a moment before she closed it quickly behind her. Walking into her living room she paused to stretch out her arms above her head. A strange feeling of dread filled her body as she looked around the room, it felt like she was being watched. Her eyes flickered nervously from side to side and checked every inch of her house. She shook her head slowly, she was just tired from work.
Walking into her kitchen she tugged the scrunchy out from her hair and let the long red tinted threads drop down around her shoulders as she opened her fridge searching for something to snack on while she zoned out in front of the television. Selecting a small tub of ice cream she entered her living room to collapse onto the sofa when she was grabbed violently from behind.
He had watched her leave the room and become obscured from his vision as she went into the kitchen, butterflies flittered in his stomach as he knew the moment of his satisfaction drew near, he had timed his attack perfectly so that all her neighbours were out about their own business so no one would be able to hear her if she made any noise. Hopefully he'd be able to gag her before she knew what had happened but in his experience you could never be sure. As she emerged back into his view he tensed his entire body, his muscles bugled against his shirt as he prepared to pounce, in the same manor a leopard would prepare to catch it's prey. She neared her sofa and he knew the time was now, flying out from his hidey hole he launched himself into her.
She was sent sprawling across the room, stumbling she caught her knee on the glass coffee table next to the TV, wincing in pain and highly disorientated she tried to steady herself to find out what was happening when two large arms wrapped around her and a big strong hand was placed across her mouth. Screaming into the palm she struggled against the large man that was holding her, her head flicked backwards catching him on the cheek causing him to stumble backwards clutching his face in pain. Desperately she tried to run towards the door to escape the house but her knee buckled from the knock and she fell down onto her knee. A feeling of dire helplessness welled up in her stomach and she let out a long scream of terror.
He pushed her hard aiming for the small glass table in the middle of the room and watched with satisfaction as she caught her leg against it, he moved against her wrapping his long muscular arm around her waist and another across her lips to stifle her screams for help. The feeling of her warm helpless body struggling against his predatory frame bought a smile to his face and movement in his pants as his cock pushed up against his trousers. A sharp blow to the side of his head put a stop to the feeling of joy. Anger boiled up inside of him, intensified by the sounds of her screaming out for help. He balled up his fist and brought it down heavily onto her back.
