He stood watch outside the building in uptown London where she worked and followed her home to the east side, being careful not to draw attention to himself. He waited across the street from her flat and watched as she entered, following her every move first with his eyes and later with his binoculars. Seeing her undress in front of the full length mirror, kneading her naked breasts and toying her smooth pussy made his heart race and his cock grow firmer. Although she kept the room lit with a lamp on the bedside table, he was disappointed that she'd put on a camisole and knickers before crawling into her bed. It was difficult to tell exactly what she was doing, but it appeared she was sending text messages in between short periods of masturbating. "Good," he thought to himself. "She'll be ready."
Sometime after midnight, she finally turned off the lamp. He decided to wait another 20-minutes or so before sneaking into her flat to have his way with her. He checked his duffel bag to make sure he had everything he'd need even though he'd done that several times before he left his house in the afternoon. After checking his watch a few times, he decided to move towards the door to her flat. Being careful not to be seen by neighbors, passersby or the CCTV cameras, he worked his way cautiously to the door, set down the duffel bag, carefully opened it and retrieved his lock picking tools. He had the door opened in just a few seconds and quietly entered her flat.
Once inside he turned on his portable torch so he could light his path and wouldn't bump into anything as he inched his way to her bedroom. Once he was standing in her doorway, he paused and stared at her asleep in her bed. "This is going to be so much fun," he thought to himself. He was pleased that she was sleeping on her side with her hands pressed together near her face. Her ankles also appeared to be together under the duvet. Holding the roll of duct tape outside the door, he carefully pulled off a couple of feet to wrap around her wrists, tiptoed into the room and quickly secured her wrists. By the time she was awake, he had the duvet off her body and was wrapping tape around her ankles. He covered her mouth with one of his large hands and told her not to scream. Her eyes wide with fear, she obeyed his command and lay still.
"You may think you're merely scared," he said confidently, "but your hard nipples tell another story. I'll bet if I checked your pussy I'd find it soaking wet."
She knew he was correct. She felt her nipples straining as they hardened and knew all too well how wet she'd become in that brief moment. She didn't know if she wanted him to discover that or not. She'd had fantasies of things like this, but now it was actually happening!
As he pulled his hand away from her mouth, his fingers caught on the top of her camisole. Pulling the sheer fabric harder, he spoke again. "I've had my eyes on you for several days, and now that I know you want me to have my way with you, I'll do just that." The fabric ripped, exposing her full, naked breasts. He cupped both in his hands and as he squeezed their fullness he said, "If you're a good little slut and do what I say, I'll make sure you cum at least once before I go. I'd guess you've already had a couple of orgasms tonight. Am I right?"
She nodded her head "yes."
He walked around the bed, surveying his surroundings. When he was behind her he quickly tugged her knickers down below the curve of her arse and lifted one cheek. "What's this I see? A butt plug? How delightful!" He twisted it back and forth a few times. "I'm so pleased you enjoy having things put inside your arse! I've got just the thing for you, but you'll have to wait a little while for that. I have something else in mind to do first."
