I came home late and the only thing on my mind was a shower then bed. I started undressing on route to the bathroom and stepped into the shower leaving the bathroom door open for the steam to be let out. I thought I heard a noise but it was hard to tell over the water and I didn't worry too much about it. Suddenly the curtain is pulled to the side and a man grabbed me by the throat. I was too startled to scream or fight back until I hit the bathroom floor, as soon as the cold tiles hit my back I startled awake and started arching my back and hitting with my arms. But he was sitting on my legs and had a lot of weight on me, and his one arm already had one of mine. He reached for his rope on the counter and threw one loop over my hand as I struggled then went to get the one I was hitting him with. He wrapped both together and quickly flipped around. I tried hitting him in the back or kicking out but he also had a rope ready for them and soon tied my legs together. Grabbing me around the middle he easily lifted me over his shoulder and started into the hallway down to my room.
I continued to try to get away but to no avail, he was too strong, ripped really. He dropped me onto the bed and quickly tied the end of my arm rope to the bed frame, tightly so I couldn't move away from him. Then he moved on top of me again and quickly untied and retied my legs so that they are spread and stretched on the bed. All I could think of was "What do you want?"
"You," is all he said in a deep lust filled voice; I couldn't see his face for a ski mask that covered it. He got off of me and I could see his strong toned body as he took off his shirt. Then he lowered his jeans and his cock came into view, hard with the thrill of catching me. I found my self getting interested in him until I mentally kicked myself into remembering that he's my attacker. "Yes, I'm all hard thinking of you." He says as he rubs his hard cock along my body. His other hand suddenly finds my pussy, "and it looks like you are getting wet for me."
