He opened the door with the key as quietly as he could and closed it behind him. He took a deep breath then made straight for her bedroom and stealthily felt his way around the familiar room to the bed. The thin curtains on the windows let in enough of the streetlight to let his now dark adjusted eyes see her sleeping form clearly. His heart was pounding in his chest and his cock was already hard with the thought of what he was about to do. He stood there for a moment looking at her face, her hair spread out on the pillow as he had seen it many times before. He unzipped his fly and took his cock into his leather-gloved hand and spread the precum over his swollen glans. He continued to look at her, imagining her body beneath the sheet as he started to give his cock long, hard strokes.
He was sweating in the bulky clothes and mask he was wearing but he tried not to think about that and tried to concentrated on the task in hand. He laid the blindfold and the cuffs noiselessly on the bedside cabinet, put one knee on the bed beside her head and began jerking himself off in earnest. This is what she wanted – she had told him all about her fantasy. He had memorised every detail, gone over it a hundred times and she was going to wake up to his hot creamy sperm cumming all over her face. Oh, his balls were tensing…he could feel himself getting ready to shoot. She moved her head from side to side, as his cum spattered over her eyes, nose and mouth, as unconsciously she tried to avoid it in her sleep. The sensation of the cum landing on her face was waking her up, but she was groggy and confused. He had no time to lose. While she was in this half conscious state he straddled her chest and quickly cuffed her hands to the bed…
Mandy slowly surfaced to the feeling of something warm and wet falling all over her face. What was it? she thought. What was this on her face? She tried opening her eyes but whatever it was made them blurry and stung so she closed them again. She licked her lips and the unmistakable taste of cum jolted her brain awake. She had warm sticky sperm all over her face! How the…? She tried to move, to get up, but found she couldn’t – her hands where tied to the bed and something, no someone, was sitting on her. She felt the panic rising in her throat and was just about to scream when a hand was clamped over her mouth. She struggled under the weight, against the ties, against the hand but it was useless – she couldn’t move.
“Stay still! Be quiet and I wont hurt you,” she heard the gruff, muffled voice say in her ear. She stopped struggling and lay quietly, but couldn’t help panting violently. The hand didn’t move from her mouth but she felt the weight lift from her chest and the sheet being pulled off her. Then the hand pulled up her nightdress and began pulling at her panties. She felt the panic rising in her again and she was breathing heavily. Was this really happening?
“Lift your ass up and your legs!” She did as she was told and he removed her panties and he wiped the cum from her face with them. He then grasped her jaw, pulled her mouth open and rammed the sperm covered panties into her mouth. She was just catching her breath from this when she felt him blindfold her eyes. Again, she felt the panic; the fear and the nausea rise in her. Her whole body was trembling. Jesus, fucking Christ! Surely this wasn’t really happening!