Closing the front door you lean back against the hard surface and close your eyes, a sigh of relief escaping your lips. It's been a long day. You kick off your shoes and stretch your toes, savouring the freedom and cool air. It's been a very long day.
You head into the kitchen and grab yourself a much needed glass of wine, the first deep swallow further easing your aches. You're hungry, but not enough to distract you from your first thought: a long, hot soak in the tub. Throwing your jacket over a chair you grab the bottle from the counter and head upstairs to the bathroom. You grab some clean towels then start the water running before wandering through to the bedroom. Standing in front of the mirror you start to undress, removing your blouse and skirt. You admire your image, running your hands over the material of your bra and panties, feeling the thrust of your hips, the curve of your legs as you slide the panties down. Your hands wander upward, your fingers gently brush the underside of your breasts, feeling their weight, the way they fill your hands. You unclasp your bra and slip it off. Crossing your arms under your naked breasts you lift them slowly, squeezing them together with your upper arms to create a deep cleavage line, your nipples perfectly placed for easy access. You laugh brightly at the image. No wonder men go crazy for your perfect tits. Turning away you grab your robe and slip it on. Wrapping the soft material around you as you head back to the bathroom.
You place the wine bottle on the edge of the bath before swirling some oil into the water, feeling the warmth on the skin of your fingers, the aroma drifting upwards in the rising steam. Perfect. You stand and slip the robe off your shoulders letting it fall to the floor. You turn on some music and step into the tub and slide down into the luxuriant warmth, feeling your skin tingle as your body slowly submerges. You lean your head back against the tub as the water reaches your shoulders and revel in the relaxation. Your eyes close as the heat soaks into your body, your hands resting on your thighs.
A sudden noise breaks through the haze and your eyes flick open. There it is again. It's coming from the kitchen. It sounds like there's someone in the house, moving around downstairs. Panic rising your eyes search for your phone, hunting for the safety it could bring. Your heart sinks as you realise you've left it in the bedroom. If you can get to the bedroom you can lock the door and call the police.
Easing out of the water you stand upright in the tub, heart pounding, adrenaline pumping. You climb out of the tub as quietly as possible and lean over to pick up your robe. As you bend one wet foot slips slightly and you thrust out a hand to catch your balance. You grab the edge of the tub to stop yourself falling but your fingers make just enough contact with the forgotten wine bottle to knock it to the floor with a loud thud. You freeze. You hear footsteps running. You panic and clutching the robe to your naked body leap for the door.
You fling the door open as a large shadow looms across you. Strong hands grab you and pull you through the door, spinning you around and pushing you up against the wall. A firm hand holds your head still and a body presses against you, pinning you in place. You feel hot breath on your neck and a man's voice growls in your ear,
"Well aren't you a pleasant surprise? Not at all what I was expecting. I'm going to have some fun with you."
His hand holds your head but you feel the pressure against your body lift as he steps backwards slightly. You can't see but you feel him reach down and pick something off the floor. He pulls you backwards and suddenly the world goes black. You suddenly realise when he grabbed you you dropped your robe and now it's been flung over your head. That revelation also brings the stark reality of your situation screaming full speed into your brain. You are stark naked and utterly powerless.
Strong hands grab your wrists and pull them behind you firmly. Practised hands wrap something around your wrists. He's bound your hands with the belt from your robe. Pressed against the wall you feel a hand sliding down your back, heading for your exposed ass. Fingers sink into soft flesh as he squeezes and kneads your cheeks. He slides a foot between yours and pushes your legs apart, spreading your cheeks. Fingers explore your still wet body before one hand slips between your legs.
"Well, well, well." he growls in your ear as his hand continues to squeeze your pussy. "I think this requires closer examination."
Arms behind your back you feel his hands take hold of your shoulders, pulling you away from the wall. One hand grabs you around the throat as he walks you forward. In the darkness you have lost all sense of direction and desperately try to figure out where he's taking you. Your question is answered when he gives a push and you stumble blindly forward. You land face down across the bed, knees on the floor and ass in the air.
Your head buried under your robe you are disorientated, noises are muffled, confusing, you are unable to process what is happening. You feel a hand grab the back of your thighs and pull your legs apart. You try to close them again but his grip is too powerful to resist and your body goes limp as your will to resist collapses.
