Entering into your house, you call out to your husband until you remember he is not home. Walking into the kitchen, you notice a window is open. Closing it, you try to remember if it was open when you left earlier.
Eagar for a shower to unwind after your day, you walk into the bedroom and immediately feel a hand placed across your mouth. An arm snakes around your waist and you are pushed up against the wall. Struggling to escape, you find yourself pinned to the wall unable to move.
"Shhh, Suzanne, enough of that," you hear whispered in your ear, "Why don't you make it easy on yourself and stop struggling. I know your husband won't be home for a long time so you and I are going to have a little fun."
Suddenly, you feel yourself being spun around and the hand is again placed over your mouth. With your back against the wall, you can now see your captor. Dressed in black, he runs his eyes up and down your body. Your breath quickens as you wonder what he wants.
"If I remove my hand, do you promise not to scream?" he asks. You nod meekly and his hand is removed.
"What do you want? How do you know my name?"
"Suzanne, I know a lot about you. I've been watching you for a very long time, waiting until the time was right to introduce myself."
"If you want money, I have some..."
"Shut up, bitch, you think I just want money? Why settle for that when you have so much more to offer me."
Slowly you understand what is going to happen as he licks his lips and again runs his eyes over your body. "Oh yes, baby, we are going to have a great time. I know how much you need a real man's cock in between your legs. How long you've had to do without?" With that, you feel his hands roughly grab your tits. A slight sliver of electricity runs through your body as he roughly caresses your breast.
You try to break away, but he presses you back against the wall. Putting a hand over your mouth again, he leans in and whispers in your ear.....
"We can do this hard or easy, slut, but it is going to happen. I need to fuck you and you need to be fucked." Suddenly, you feel a hand grabbing your crotch, slowly squeezing.......
"Damn, yes, bitch, I can feel your heat already." After he takes his hand away from your mouth, you moan, "Please, let me go, please."
"I told you to shut up, cunt." Grabbing your blouse, he rips it apart, the buttons flying in every direction. Your blouse is now open, your heaving breasts behind a silky black bra.
"Damn, that's what I'm talking about, slut. I can't wait to ravish those tits of yours."
Pushing you unto the bed, you watch as he slowly unbuttons his shirt. As he takes it off, you can't help but be drawn to his hairy chest and muscled arms.
"Take of your shirt, bitch....then slowly take off your bra. I want to see those tits."
You try to slide off the bed and escape but he grabs you and pushes you back on the bed. "Damn it, I told you to stop struggling, now take off your bra." Slowly, you remove the remnants of your torn blouse. Almost as if in a trance, you reach behind and unhook your bra, letting the straps slowly fall past your shoulders as your bra falls unto the bed.
"Son of a bitch, whore, damn you look hot. I can't wait to suck those sweet nipples," he says. Unbuckling his pants, you see the bulge of his hardening cock behind his underwear.
Pushing you up toward the headboard, he takes your hands and raises them above your head. Suddenly, you hear the click of cold steel as the handcuffs are slapped around your wrists binding you to the headboard.
"No, NO, HELP SOMEBODY", you scream as your trance breaks and you grasp the gravity of your situation. Your cries are cut short as you feel the stickiness of the duct tape as it is placed over your mouth.
"Fine, slut, have it your way."
You continue to struggle as he reaches down to remove your sneakers and socks. Leaning over you, he unbuckles your jeans and slowly begins to pull them down your legs. You try to kick, but he just pushes your legs down and pulls your jeans off.