The sun was setting as I parked my car in front of my apartment. Precisely swinging the car into the tight spot, I was once again impressed by my parallel parking ability.
Walking up to my apartment building I felt the chill settling into the evening air. I should have worn a jacket, but it had been an unseasonably warm January afternoon. I thought I could get away with the light sweater and a scarf. The breeze gave me goose bumps when it grazed the expanse of bare skin between my skirt and fuzzy boots. I checked my mailbox before riding the painfully slow elevator up to the fourth floor. I passed my cute new neighbor entering the elevator as I got off and felt myself smile shyly and bump into the door frame.
Smooth, I thought. I needed to think of an excuse to talk to him next time. I still hadn't figured out if the girl who'd helped him move in was a girlfriend, sister, or friend. I searched my crowded purse for my keys as I walked down the hall. My hand wrapped around the furry keychain right when I got to my door. I turned the key and realized I'd left the door unlocked this morning. Damn, I need to be more careful! I threw my keys back in my purse as I opened the door.
A body slammed me against the wall, closing the door at the same time. I breathed in to scream but a hand was already over my mouth. I could feel the entire length of his body pressed against me.
"Don't scream," he said calmly, "Unless you want some real pain." He paused for a moment. He was so close I could only see him from the shoulders up, but I could tell he was tall and broad. His dark hair was cut short. His blue eyes were surprisingly beautiful for a man who was attacking me. Those bright eyes moved over my face and down to where my chest was heaving as I struggled to breathe.
His right hand never left my mouth as his left hand slipped behind my head. He pulled me towards him and away from the wall.
"Use the scarf and tie her hands," he said.
That was when I realized there was another person in the room. I tried to turn to look but the first guy held my head securely. I felt a hand unwind the scarf from my neck and grab one of my arms. I panicked and pulled my arm away. I struggled to get away. I bit the hand covering my mouth.
"Ahh! You bitch!" the guy I'll call Blue Eyes cried out and cradled his injured hand. He reacted quickly slapping my face with the other hand to stun me. I felt the scarf wind around my hands tightly. "Give me one of her gloves."
The glove from my right hand was tugged off and efficiently stuffed in my mouth.
"There, that should keep you quiet for a moment." His hands slid down my cashmere-covered arms. "If you behave yourself you may actually enjoy this." His hands cupped my breasts. "Very nice tits, slut. I think I'll need to take a closer look at these."
While he squeezed my breasts through my sweater, the second Mystery Man behind me was letting his hands roam a little further south. They stroked over my hips and up my thighs. I gasped into my glove as his hand moved under my skirt and pressed against my panties.
Blue Eyes smiled. "I think you are a little slut, aren't you?" He unbuttoned my pink sweater exposing my sheer black bra. He pushed the sweater down my arms so it gathered around my bound hands.
Terrified and now half dressed, I started to shiver. But Blue Eyes saw my hard nipples and took a different meaning from them.
"Seems our little slut here likes us. She's getting turned on!" They both laughed. "Glad to be of service, ma'am." He pulled down the straps of my bra until my pink nipples peaked out of the top of my bra. His hands roughly grabbed my tits. He twisted one of my nipples hard enough to make me cry out. He brought his lips down over the swollen nub and sucked it gently into his mouth. I cried out again, but this time in pleasure.