Allison waved to her husband as he pulled out of the driveway. He needed to go to the office early this morning, but she had still pulled herself out of bed and made him breakfast. He loved it when she made little shows of affection, and she would giggle when he stepped behind her, pulling her close to him, and nibble her neck while she cooked.
They had been married for two years, but still acted like school kids around each other. They made love every week, and she loved how tender and caring he was with her. He was a generous lover, and she couldn't believe how lucky she was to have him in her life.
She headed to the bathroom for her own morning ritual. She washed up, brushed her long soft blonde hair back and applied just enough makeup to emphasize her button nose, and plump lips. Her crystal blue eyes sparkled as she thought about this evening, excited for her husband to come home. They planned a date night every week, which always led into amazing sex. She was already on edge just thinking about it.
She went into the bedroom and pulled on a silky Cami over her perky C-cup breasts, enjoying the feel of the material as it pulled over her nipples. She wore a pale blue thong, her husband's favorite, and pulled on her skin-tight leggings, which made her generous ass look amazing.
She heard a soft chime from her phone and picked it up, smiling as she thought about her husband's little love notes throughout the day. What she saw made her stomach drop though. It was him.
"Unlock the door and wait for me."
She panicked at the message. He had been harassing her for weeks now, but he had never come to her house.
"Please don't. My husband is here" she lied.
"10 minutes" he responded.
Allison ran to the door, locking it securely. She tried to call her husband, but he must have still been driving because he didn't answer.
She ran into the bedroom, closing the door and leaning against it, breathing heavily. She didn't know what to do.
A few minutes later she heard a key in the lock. She jumped up, opened the bedroom door to run to the front, to tell her husband what was wrong. But she stopped in her tracks as the man stepped through the threshold, locking the door behind him.
"No, no, no. Please, my husband is here. You have to leave."
He strode up to her, completely unmoved by her pleas. He took her phone from her frozen hand, sliding it into his pocket.
"Get in the bedroom" he ordered her, his deep voice scaring her. When she didn't move, he slapped her cheek, his ring striking her hard.
Pain blossomed on her face as she fell backward onto the floor, gasping and backing away from him.
"Please, don't do this." She was crying as he stalked toward her.
She bumped into the bed, shaking in fear as he drew close to her.
"Please, please, don't." She kept crying, as he reached down and grabbed her throat with one hand, squeezing it tightly until she couldn't speak anymore.
He lifted her up onto the bed, tossing her like she weighed nothing. She landed in the middle of the bed she shared with her husband, where they made love, and he held her gently through the night.
She gasped for air as she hit the bed, his hand letting go of her. She coughed as she tried to roll off the bed, but he grabbed her by the back of her neck, pressing her into the mattress. She flailed as she felt him climb onto the bed, sinking from his weight.
She tried to get her knees under her to lift herself up, but he pressed down on her harder, positioning himself behind her exposed behind now.
