Man in Blac

Angela saw him across the crowded room of the dance hall. He moved with the sure confidence of a man with a purpose. Dressed casually island style he wasn't handsome in the classical sense but he had a cute playfulness about his face and smile. He was about average in height with broad shoulders and a deep chest, a burly type. She thought he looked intriguing from across the room, and briefly had the urge to go up to him and say hi but she repressed it for now. He moved to the bar and asked for a drink, then turned around to look out into the room while waiting to be served.

Angela felt his eyes appraise her from the other side of the room but when she turned to look, he was scanning to the left of her. As she took the time to appraise him further she was suddenly caught in his gaze as he locked eyes with her. He smiled at her with a genuine twinkle in his eye as if to say "Hello". When she averted her gaze he turned to the bar. Angela turned to her friend with a bit of heat in her cheeks, and said "Hey check out the cutie at the bar, directly behind me, taller, dark hair, red shirt" Angela's friend Siren turned to look over her shoulder. "There is no one there babe, just Mikey the bartender. Angela took a quick look, "shit he left" she said.

"Were you looking for me lovely, I couldn't help but overhear" a quiet voice said. Angela turned to her left to see the cutie from across the bar standing to her left holding 2 drinks. "I brought you a chardonnay, the bartender Mikey said that you liked wine." He said with a genuine smile and handing it to her. Angela looked up into his eyes and felt her heart skip a beat. They were the most amazing shade of blue and she felt his gaze look deep into her soul.

Angela stammered out a "Hello I'm Angela and this is my friend Siren" taking the glass from his hand. "Thank you".

"My name is Rick and I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. You are a stunning woman and I needed to come over here and introduce myself. Do you mind if I sit beside you ladies?" He said with that cute smile on his face. Angela looked to Siren, who gave the nod with a twinkle in her eye. Rick sat down beside Angela with his stool very close to hers. "I love your dress" he said to her.

Angela was flattered, she knew she looked good in the dress; it hugged her curves to great effect and the pink set off her chocolate skin tone under the lights of the room. The music was a little louder so she leaned into him to ask "You're not a serial killer are you?"

Rick let out a burst of laughter, "No I'm not but I do have a dangerous side, do you? He said with that smirk. His eyes were still laughing as he looked at her for her response.

Angela felt a few butterflies as she looked back at him. "I too have a dangerous side; I like to play with fire till I almost get burnt. How flammable are you?

Rick smiled as he said. "I'm not sure, let's find out. I hope you like to dance" as he took her hand to lead her to the dance floor. He turned to Siren as they walked by, "I hope you don't mind me stealing her for a while"

Siren smiled as she replied, "No you may have her for a bit, just bring her back in one piece." Lucky girl that one, she thought as the two made the way to the dance floor.

*****

Angela awoke in a daze, her mind foggy with the events from last night; she was having a hard time remembering much of anything. She was in her own bed, naked and she felt pretty damp in her crotch. She reached down to discover both her pussy and ass were overflowing with cum. Her ass was tender, and she had been saving her ass for her husband. She started to freak a little because she could not remember a thing; her husband was working last night. Did she bring someone home with her last night? Had she cheated on her husband? She broke down and started to cry because she could not remember, why could she not recall? As she reached for the phone to call Siren she noticed her wrists showed signs of bruising all the way around. What the hell had happened to her?

She called Siren and asked "What happened last night? Did I leave with someone?"

"Yeah babe, you ended up leaving with that Rick cutie you liked so much. Are you ok? I just finished shopping, I'm almost there." said Siren as she hung up the phone.

Angela got out of the bed to notice her knees also showed signs of bruising, she went into the bathroom and showered real quickly and then threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top. She was freaking out even more now; she could not remember a thing. She really needed to talk to Siren and soon. Angela padded out of the bedroom to get herself a cup of coffee, her husband had set the coffee maker for her and she needed the jolt of caffeine to wake her up from her daze. The doorbell rang as she was walking towards the kitchen so she opened the door for Siren to enter. "Hey Babe, coffee? She asked as her best friend entered.

"Sure, thank you. Then you can tell me what happened." said Siren as she settled her lush body onto the couch. "Are you okay love? You seemed really shaken up on the phone."

Angela handed Siren her cup of steaming coffee and settled onto the couch beside her, curling her legs up underneath her. "The last thing I remember is going out to the club and dancing with that guy Rick. You said I left with him??? Why the hell would I do that, I'm married? And why would you let me?" said Angela in a rush.

"Whoa there Angel, as you said last night you are a grown woman and can make your own decisions. You said you were just going to kiss and tease him a little. What the hell happened?" demanded Siren.

"I don't know, I woke up this morning in my bed naked, covered in cum and I can't remember anything. What the fuck happened? I need to know." Said Angela. Just then her phone chimed about an incoming text message. It was from her husband Alaric. The text started to make Angela tear up as she read it.

Siren was alarmed as she grabbed the phone from Angela to read the text. It read

"I know what happened last night you slut, it was all on the video I received in this link in my inbox. He said you asked for it. I'll deal with you when I get home."

Included in the text was a link to a file sharing site.

Siren reached over to comfort Angela as she was openly sobbing and took her in her arms, "its okay hon, you can get through this, you sure you don't remember anything".

"No I don't" cried Angela. What was Alaric talking about, she needed to know. She turned on the TV and selected the web browser from its menu, carefully entering the link address from her husband's text. She wiped her tears as Siren sat silently comforting her. Once the video loaded she hit play with trepidation. She needed to know though. If she had cheated she would be devastated, and the damage to her marriage would be impactful.

The video started with a camera pointed towards the bed of their bedroom, a man walked in, he was dressed in black and he was carrying someone. With a gasp Angela recognised herself; she was limp in his arms wearing the pink dress from last night. The man's face was obscured by a ski mask and with the black clothes and the room only softly lit by moonlight it was hard to make out many details. Man in black deposited her on the bed on her back and pulled out a shining knife from his belt, it gleamed in the moonlight. He reached down with the knife and started cutting the dress from the bottom up. Once he had it started he simply grabbed the edges of the opening and just started ripping the dress in two, exposing her body to his gaze.

Angela was squirming on the couch and she looked to Siren for reassurance. Siren placed her hand over Angela's and said "I think we both know where this is headed, are you sure you need to see this"

"Yes I need to know, how can I explain this to my husband? I can't even remember anything! Angela said as she looked back to the screen. The man in black had finished with her dress and it lay in a heap on the floor, he had now unclasped her bra and unleashed her breasts from the constraints. Rather than use the knife on her panties he simply grabbed them on both sides and pulled them over her hips with a sharp pull. Angela did not even move on the bed and if she had not been sitting there watching the video she would have sworn video Angela was dead. He next flipped her over onto her stomach and then walked out of the frame for a moment. When he returned he had a small duffel bag with him. He placed the duffle bag on the bed next to her. Out of the bag he pulled out some lengths of rope. With the first 2 he lashed her wrists to each of the bedposts at the headboard spreading her arms snugly across the mattress. He almost tenderly lifted her face to the side and ran his fingers though her hair. Then he proceeded to raise her body to her knees, spreading her legs open so she was exposed to the camera in a lewd manner.

Angela experienced an unexpected flood of moisture in her pussy as she looked at herself being prepared for what was clearly a rape by this stranger. Siren just sat there with a weird uncomfortable look on her face. Angela looked back to the screen to see the man in black using two additional lengths of rope to secure around her knees; these were brought up the bed to be secured to the first 2 ropes. The end result was seeing her body propped up in a doggy style position and immobilized although by now it was clear to her she had been roofied. She was just a sex doll at this point to the man. She wondered how he had got into her and her husbands home, was this the Rick character from the night before, had she let him in, and then been drugged, was it someone else? There were so many unanswered questions.

The wet spot in her panties grew damper, and she was growing uncomfortable, she moved closer to Siren as she looked back to the video. The man in black had climbed off the bed for a moment. He moved out of the view of the camera and heard a bit of moans coming from him, a few minutes passed and when he came back into view she saw his cock sticking out of his fly, erect and glistening with moisture. He moved to the bed and climbed in behind her. After lining himself up with what she assumed was her pussy, he just gave a massive shove and bottomed out in her body. Her body rocked with the thrust and Angela felt her panties soak even more. She was watching this man rape her and she was turned on. The shame she felt at her excitement, brought a heat to her cheeks. Thank God her husband was not here to see her reaction to her defilement. Siren looked to be getting a little squirmy beside her as well. She wondered if her panties were soaked too.

The man started thrusting in earnest now; he reached forward and pulled her hair lifting her head slightly off of the pillow by her hair. He was really getting violent now as he used her body for his pleasure. The speed of his thrusts seemed to double in intensity and her body and the bed rocked as he pounded into her. By now Angela had her hand rubbing herself with her hand hidden by her leg on the couch. She didn't think Siren would notice as her eyes were glued to the screen with a glazed look. Angela was unbelievably horny as she watched his hips pound into her like a metronome, and then his pace changed as he seemed to find another gear. He was clearly close, she knew he had cum in her, the evidence had to be cleaned up earlier; she just hoped he was clean. On screen he leaned forward and bit her on the back of the neck as he shuddered with a moan and was wracked by his orgasm.

Angela couldn't help herself watching as he unloaded his seed in her, as she rubbed herself surreptitiouslythrough her shorts; her body would not be denied as she trembled though her own orgasm. She felt embarrassed, guilty and dirty all at the same time. Siren was very clearly excited now too, her face was flushed, and she was shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Angela felt sorry for her, and understood her discomfort. She looked back to the TV as the man in black dismounted her to leave the bed. She could see the glistening of his cum as it trickled out of her pussy in the moonlight. His cock was softening slightly as he walked out of camera view. For a few minutes he was gone and she saw her body immobilized on the bed, spread out lewdly used and abused. Suddenly there was the flash of a camera and she realized he was taking pictures. Oh my God, there was also photo evidence, video was bad enough. She heard his moans again and then he re-entered the picture, his cock again standing tall. He climbed on the bed again and started to push himself into her body. He seemed to meet resistance so then turned to look to the camera. He raised his hand and an object arced across the room in a gentle toss. Angela was horrified to realize someone else was there, he had an accomplice! The object that landed in his hand was a tube of lube and he bent to squirt some on his cock. Then the camera shifted and she realized the accomplice was moving in closer to film as this stranger took the one thing from her she had denied her husband.

The camera moved to get a close up as the man in black smeared some lube on her virgin ass; he placed the head of his swollen rod against her rosebud and slowly inserted his cock an inch at a time. She heard a moan and realized it was her moan coming from the TV speakers, she watched as her body shifted a bit at the intrusion. He kept sliding his dick up her shapely ass a little bit at a time. The camera was catching all the action as her husbands last treasure was taken from him without his prior knowledge. Angela was watching in rapture though, she couldn't help it; the movie was turning her on so much. Siren was looking very flushed.

Angela looked back to the screen to the man in black finally buried inside her snug ass; he started slowly withdrawing and plunging back in with a very slow rate. She heard herself on the video moaning openly now, how could she not remember this? The man started picking up speed; she could clearly see now herself rocking back to receive his thrusts as the rate picked up. No wonder Alaric was mad at her, it was clear she was enjoying this. Rape aside, her body was betraying her both on camera and now as she watched the events of last night with a very foggy memory.

Siren sat there with her panties soaking, she knew Angela was aroused but was trying to keep her own arousal in check for her friend's sake. She too watched in rapture as the events of the night before unfolded on the screen. On screen Angela was taking the mans cock up her ass with vigour now, and the man in black still wearing the ski mask was hammering into her with utter abandon, then as she watched, he shuddered as he started to clearly empty his sack inside her best friend's sexy ass. As his orgasm tailed off the camera started to pull back from the close up it had been filming and settled onto what must have been a tripod.

Siren watched Angela as she looked at the screen, and she smiled as she saw her friend gasp in disbelief. On screen the man in black walked towards the camera and removed his mask to reveal the face of her husband Alaric with a massive grin on his face. He looked into the camera and said "Thank you baby for giving me your ass so willingly, even drugged, you could not deny your desires! I'll be home in a little while to deal with you, but in the meantime you should thank your best friend Siren for playing role of director and fluffer! See you soon" Angela turned in shock to look at Siren who was looking at her with unrestrained lust in her eyes.

"You gave a blowjob to my husband without my permission bitch!" with a tone of complete disbelief shouted Angela. She rose from the couch as the TV screen went black; she moved in front of Siren and leaned in to kiss her. "You will pay for this, and it won't be in ways you expect."

End for now