In Your Home

When it comes to stalking, I think I find the idea of watching just as hot as actually taking you. When you're in your home, the place you feel most secure in the entire world, and you don't know you aren't alone. You don't know I've seen you at your most vulnerable. And you don't know how unsafe you really were, what could happen if I got a little too caught up in the moment.

That's why I got a job working for your building's managers. I thought it would take a while, but I was able to copy your apartment's key in less than two weeks. I was so excited the first time I let myself in, you wouldn't believe it. Looking in through the window was one thing, but being there was another. Touching your clothes, your sheets, it all smelled like you.

I'd planned to wait longer, to come visit a few more times while you were gone, but I couldn't. No chance. So I took the crushed up sleeping pills out of my pocket and put the powder in the water bottle you keep in the fridge. I'd been careful with the dose. With your body-weight, you'll go under pretty deep but you won't be in danger.

I put the bottle back and went to your closet to wait. It took longer than usual for you to get home, but I didn't mind. This was going to be our special night, so I could wait as long as it took. Finally, you came home. It was nice getting to listen to you uninterrupted. The time flew by, but it was barely even getting dark when you stumbled into the room and collapsed on the bed. You didn't even take your clothes off, it was so cute.

I came out of the closet, nice and easy, and just watched you for a bit. You looked so pretty. Gently, I brushed the hair off of your face and ran my finger across your lower lip; it was something I'd been dreaming about for a long time.

When I figured it had been long enough for the sleeping pills to put you as deep as you were going to go, I carefully went about taking off your clothes and zip-tying your wrists and ankles to the bed. You did groan and wiggle a bit, but that only made me happier. Last, the ball-gag; it was a shame you wouldn't be able to talk properly but hearing your voice at all would be more than enough for me.

After that, I just had to wait a little bit more. It was difficult not to touch your body, but it was important that you be awake and aware for our first time. By the time you came to, it was completely dark out, but I could tell you could see me from the sounds you made when you opened your eyes.

This was an expression I'd never seen on you, you were so scared and it was wonderful. Your eyes got so wide and you shook your head so hard, but that was all you could do. I might've been the only person in the world to see you like that.

So again, I couldn't hold back. I reached out and ran the tip of my finger down your body, enjoying the nuances of your reactions all the while. How you would shudder when I touched you here, twitch when I touched you there. Your little sobs and groans. You were so damn cute, I had to see more.

So I took the panties I'd stripped off of you earlier and pressed them against your nose. I did it gently, so I wouldn't hurt you, but just hard enough that you couldn't breathe through the fabric. You had this look of confusion for a moment, it was only when I didn't move that you realized you couldn't breathe. The moment of realization was so clear in your eyes.

You squirmed, tried to pull your head away, but I hardly had to do anything. You were so wonderfully powerless and scared. Your movements became more desperate and tears flowed down your cheeks. I imagine you never could've held your breath this long, but we weren't close to done. Your chest started to jerk up and down, trying to get even a little bit of oxygen. Your hands opened and closed, as if it would do anything for you, but I still kept the pressure on. It was only when your body relaxed and your eyelids started to flutter that I took the panties away from your nose. The way you breathed in, it was so greedy, you almost seemed thankful. Then I pressed the panties into your nose again. The way you looked at me then, so betrayed, it was another expression I'd never seen you make before.

With my free hand, I placed two fingers into my mouth, then moved them down to your pussy. I wonder which hand you were more focused on in that moment, as I started to play with you. You became wet so fast. Could it be that you wanted me as much as I wanted you?

Your body started to jerk again, but this time I let the pressure off, just a bit. I could feel just a bit of air flowing through the fabric. Your eyes were unfocused, but they didn't flutter shut they way they had before. I wouldn't let them.

My fingers went deeper into you, playing more roughly. I wonder if you were aware that you were already soaking your sheets? So cute. All the time, I was watching your eyes, making sure you were getting just enough air. How foggy was your head by this point? Did it feel like you were moving in and out of sleep? The way your hips lazily gyrated, it was like the pleasure of your sluttly little cunt had turned into a steady hum, moving up and down your body.

I couldn't take it anymore. Without ever moving my hand away from your nose, I unzipped and took off my pants. Then I climbed onto the bed, and pushed my rock hard cock into that needy little cunt of yours. You looked into my eyes, as if nothing in the world was wrong. You were right, it was perfect. So I fucked you, so slowly, careful to not get so caught up in things that you would lose consciousness. It was our special moment, you needed to remember all of it.

Finally, the littlest tremor ran through your body, and I knew you were cumming. I came too, deep inside of you. I rested my head on your shoulder and pulled my hand away from your nose. There wasn't the desperate gasp that had happened before, just a calm return of breath.

I knew I loved you in that moment. I don't know if you loved me too, but that was fine, because I'd accomplished what I wanted. I'd gone into that little mind of yours and changed you, forever. Now we'd never be apart.