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Inside the Mind of a Stalker
She walked through the door of her bedroom. I ducked below the windowsill so as not be seen. She was very beautiful, red hair, green eyes, soft olive skin. I loved her very much. My heart ached with the love I felt for her. Only she didn't even know I existed. Peeking back up over the windowsill, I saw that she was undressing. So many times, I have watched her do this, so many times that I have memorized every inch of her delicate, lovely body. From the tips of her toes to the top of her head, I knew every inch.
I was now stiff with excitement as she removed her bra. Her delicate pink nipples slipping into view, how I wanted to feel their weight in my hand. How I wanted to taste them as I gently sucked on them. I'm sure one day I will as my love for her is without blemish and she will see that I am the only one for her. The heat in my pants spread as she pulled down her pink panties to display for me her neatly shorn pubis. She was magnificent standing there in the light of her bedroom.
She turned, pulling down her bed covers. It was late and time for her to sleep. She had an early morning tomorrow. I watched as she turned the light off and pulled the covers up. I silently crept to her back door. I knew it would be open, as she never locked that door. As quiet as I could, I opened the door that led into the kitchen. It was dark with all the lights out. Silently I closed the door behind me. As my eyes became accustomed to the night I could see much better. There was a partial moon out and small patches of light mottled the floor.
Taking a knife from the block on the counter I slowly moved toward the bedroom where she slept. I pulled the ski mask down over my face. As I approached the bedroom door, I could see into the room. There was a lump under the covers that I knew was my one true love. Slowly, ever so slowly, I crept forward until I was standing in the doorway looking down at her beautiful sleeping face. My heart was pounding, a lump rose in my throat, as I moved into the room with her.
She was so beautiful. Her face was that of an angel. As I stood there looking down upon her my mind wandered back to the day I first saw this angel with hair the color of fire. She was walking down the aisle of the local grocery store coming toward me. Struck dumb by her beauty, I stood there frozen in place. As she passed me, she smiled continuing down the aisle. I knew then that I had to have her, make her mine. I had to have her. I had to run my fingers through her red hair. I had to touch her soft skin. I had to gaze into her soft green eyes. She was going to be mine.
In the days that followed, I looked for her at the store. I took off work for a week and spent the time at the grocery store, waiting for her to show herself. Exactly five days later, she was there. I waited in my car outside. When she appeared, I saw her loading her things in a nice mid-sized sedan. I followed her when she left the parking lot. I followed her home. I now knew where she lived. I was giddy inside as I watched her carry her things inside.
I was waiting the next morning outside her house as she pulled out of the driveway. I followed at a discrete distance. She drove at a sedate pace for about twenty minutes and pulled into an office complex. She parked her car, as did I. When she got out, I followed her into the building. When the elevator doors opened and she got on so did I. My heart was pounding in my throat as I moved to the back of the car. She, however, stayed up front and I was able to gaze at her beauty from behind. She had pressed the button for the third floor. I pressed the button for the fourth. As she got off the elevator, I told her to have a good day. She turned and smiled at me as she stepped off the elevator. She told me to have a good day too. Little did she know my day was already great?
When the elevator reached the fourth floor, I stayed on and pressed the button for the first floor where I got off and went to my car. I waited for four hours before she emerged from the building. She got into her car and drove off, with me following. It was lunchtime and she drove to a little restaurant about a mile away from work. She parked in the lot and went inside. I parked across the street and waited for her. I was too excited to eat. I sipped the bottle of water I had and waited.
Forty-five minutes later, she appeared at the door with several people. She walked to her car waved to them as they went to theirs. She drove out of the parking lot with me following. She went back to work. I knew where she worked and where she lived. I was very pleased with myself. Once she went back into the building, I left and went home to catch up on my sleep. This weekend would be a long delicious weekend for the both of us.
Pulling the soft velvet cords out of my backpack, I moved to the corners of the bed. I could barely take my eyes off her she was so beautiful. Her bed frame was a modified four-post design so I could tie the cords to the post at all four corners without having to get down on my hands and knees. Gently, ever so gently I slipped a loop around each ankle of her beautiful legs. Slowly I pulled them tight enough that she would not be able to pull her foot out of the loop.
Moving to the head of the bed, I slipped a loop around her outstretched arm tightening it around her wrist. I pulled the cord tight so her arm would not move from its current position. I moved to her other arm and gently lifted it from her chest straightening it so I could slip it through the loop at the end of the cord. I went around each post gently pulling the cords tight so she couldn't move.
I pulled a ball-gag out of my pack and stood over her waiting for her to wake. In her sleep, she tried to roll over and couldn't. She pulled against her restraints and slowly woke up. Her eyes opened sleepily looking around her. She caught sight of me, her mouth opened and I pushed the ball into it before she could scream. I quickly fastened it behind her head as her eye widened in fear.
Looking into her eyes, I smiled at the fear I saw there. I placed my finger to my mouth indicating she should be quiet. She struggles against her bonds thrashing her head from side to side. Reaching out I grabbed her chin holding her head still. Leaning down I kiss her cheek.
"Calm down I'm not here to hurt you," I whispered in her ear.
She shook with fear at my words. I smiled again and ran my finger down her cheek. She stared at me with eyes wide. I could feel her fear, I could feel it radiating from her body. Standing I shrugged off my coat and took off my shirt and pants. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. I stood in my boxers staring down at my love. She was crying now, consumed by the fear she felt. She probably thought I was here to rape her, yet that was the furthest thing from my mind.
"Don't worry my darling I'm not here to force myself on you. I'm here to show you just how much pleasure you have been missing."
Reaching out I brushed the hair from her eyes. I stood there looking at her lovely body all stretched out before me to feast my eye upon. She was truly beautiful, perky breasts, flat stomach, and curvy legs. Reaching out I touched her soft nipple with my forefinger rubbing lightly. Before my eyes, it started to crinkle and harden. I smiled again as my girl shook her head and tried to move away from my touch.
I smiled, as she looked up at me, fright in her eyes. I loved that look on her face it just made it all the more beautiful to me. Looking down at her puckered, crinkly nipples I lean over and took one in my mouth sucking on it gently. She tasted good and her nipple hardened even more as my tongue swirled around her lovely flesh. I could hear her crying out for me to stop behind the ball gag. Turning my head to look at her face she was watching me with her frightened gaze as she tried to scream at me to stop. Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as I continued to gently suck and tease her wonderful nipple.
Sucking on it a little harder I started to stand up pulling her breast and nipple with me. When her nipple popped out of my mouth, she shivered slightly. Moving my head beside hers, I kissed her ear.
"You liked that didn't you," I said. She sobbed, as she shook her head no.
"Your body tells me the truth, you enjoy having your nipples sucked," I whispered into her ear.
Pulling back, I took the other nipple into my mouth and gently sucked, swirling my tongue roughly around the hardening flesh. This time I lightly bit down on the flesh between my teeth. Her body shook her back arched pushing her breast into my face. I sucked harder this time so her nipple took longer to pop out of my mouth as I rose from her body. Her body again shook as the hard flesh slipped from my hot wet mouth. She was now breathing hard through her nose trying to get air to her lungs. She was now shivering, not with fright, but with desire. The tears had stopped as her arousal continued at my touch.
"You really do like your nipples to be sucked," I whispered looking down into her eyes. She just looked at me, the fear was still there but there was something else there too.
I moved down her body watching her face as I trailed a single finger across her skin. Goosebumps popped out and her skin flinched at my gentle touch. Her head popped up to watch what I was doing. Her breath came in ragged gasps through her nose as I traced circles around her navel. Her stomach was jumping at my touch in an attempt to shy away. I smiled at her as I moved my finger slowly past her navel stopping just above her mons. Her eyes were wide as she watched. Her gaze flicked between my eyes and my finger anxiously.
