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This story contains descriptions of rape and sexual assault. This is purely a work of fiction and fantasy and does not condone any form of sexual harassment, assault, or rape. If you seriously want to rape somebody, you can rightly go fuck yourself and burn in hell. Enjoy :)
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Daniel stood at the foot of his bed looking down at his duffel bag. It contained every tool he would need: a long nylon rope, a black ski mask, gloves, a few rolls of duct tape, a taser, a ball gag, a knife, a vibrator, and a ring gag. Daniel was a burglar of a special kind. Not only would he rob his victims blind of their possessions but of their bodies too. His handiwork was reported frequently in the news and he terrified home owners across southern California. Tonight would be his tenth burglary in a brutal series of break ins around Beverly Hills and Los Angeles. A special accomplishment in his mind. Smiling to himself and filled with anticipation, he zipped up his tool kit and carried it to his car where he tossed it in the back seat and proceeded to pull out of the driveway.
Daniel had scoped out the place months in advance. It was a fancy cliff side mansion with a view of the ocean and sunset. The house was owned by a wealthy couple, Jack and Mary Carter, who had enough money from Jack's tech company to keep them rich and happy for the rest of their lives. Unluckily for them, Daniel was about to make their lives a lot less happy. They had a daughter too, he knew. A 19 year old hottie named Jenna who was a stereotypical preppy rich girl. Daniel first discovered his targets about three months ago when he spotted Jenna on the campus of a local private christian university and he couldn't take his eyes off of her. The young college freshman had shoulder length strawberry blonde hair and the prettiest bright blue eyes. She was wearing a cute black top and matching yoga pants that showed off her well toned ass. He tailed her home and he was amazed at the size of the place. The house was more like a mansion and was nestled nicely at the edge of a wealthy gated community. Daniel spent a few days investigating the perimeter and noting all the locations of the cameras. Soon enough he was ready to strike.
Pulling up along the curb at a nearby house, Daniel hopped out of his car and grabbed his tool kit from the back. As he crept swiftly through the streets and reached the side of the gated community, Daniel reminisced on his very first break in.
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Daniel Miller was 23 years old when he first started his career as a thief. He was in between jobs and living paycheck to paycheck. The apartment he lived in was poorly maintenance and his neighbors were from hell. Often times he would come home from a grueling 8 hour shift flipping burgers only to be distracted constantly by the sound of a couple fighting through the paper thin walls. One day he snapped and he finally had enough. Daniel needed to supplement his income to escape this hell hole and he decided burglary was the best course of action. Daniel was a fit guy and made an intimidating figure. He was 6' 0" and years of rock climbing in high school made him toned and muscular. Daniel decided that his strength and dexterity would work to his advantage to get in and out of places quick. Any trouble he ran into he was confident he could subdue. After a few days of indecision, he swallowed his fear and started to spy at a few houses near downtown.
His first victims were the small little suburban Perez family. They were an older couple with a young daughter and moderately sized upper middle class home. He first spotted the place when he saw a cute little Latina woman walking down the street. He tailed her home and admired her plump rear end through her yoga pants. When she arrived home, Daniel noted the secluded location of the house at the end of a cul de sac and its lack of any visible security systems. "It looks like I've found my first mark," Daniel thought to himself.
For the next month he stalked the Perez residence. He found out that the daughter's name was Sandra and that she worked at a local Starbucks in downtown Los Angeles. Sandra was only 18 years old, in her first year of university at UCLA, and studying for a music major. In his time spying on his targets, Daniel soon learned that her parents would be going on a little getaway for the weekend. Young, naive Sandra would be all alone for two whole days. With Sandra home alone it would be his perfect chance to strike without being caught. He had no doubts that he could subdue her and take his time snatching whatever he pleased.
Late that following Saturday evening, well after Sandra's parents had left with the car, Daniel drove and parked inconspicuously at a nearby park. He grabbed his tool kit from his back seat and zipped open the contents to double check he had everything he needed. His heart was pounding in his chest with excitement as he looked over his tools. Satisfied, he slipped the bag over his shoulder and snuck through the dark streets to the quiet little home of his first victim.
Daniel moved silently to the backyard of the house and approached the sliding glass door that blocked his entry. He quickly picked the lock, a skill he had learned in preparation for tonight, and carefully found his way inside without a sound. He searched the first floor and nabbed a few electronics and anything else that looked valuable, placing it carefully in his bag as he went. Making his way up the stairs to the second floor, he spotted the door to Sandra's bedroom. It was open and a tiny crack of light shone through into the dark hallway. No way was Daniel was gonna risk having that bitch call the police. He made his way to her door. Slowly, he opened it just enough to peer in. Sandra was laying on her bed on her back, holding her phone and evidently texting someone. She wore nothing but a cute onesie decorated with flowers that highlighted and clung to her curvy figure. "How innocent looking," Daniel noted as he pushed the door open another inch. He grabbed a knife from his bag and suddenly threw open the door and rushed her. Sandra shrieked and dropped her phone, scrambling away from the large dark figure that was charging her. He pounced her and brought the knife to her neck. "Shut the fuck up bitch or I will make you regret it!"
The busty college freshmen froze. The knife was held in front of her where she could see it glinting from the lamplight in the room. Daniel grabbed her sheets and spun his captive around and pushed her face down on the bed. With the knife still nearby and within his victim's sight, he tied the sheet around her head, effectively gagging her. He grabbed the knife once more and cut off the excess sheet. Roughly he grappled her wrists in one hand behind her back and tied them together with the rest of the sheet. Satisfied that she was restrained, Daniel turned her on her back and took a moment to admire her.
Damn did she look sexy. Terror filled her beautiful, doe-like brown eyes with her gaze darting nervously between the knife and her attacker. As she strained to breathe though her gag, Daniel couldn't help but notice the way her large DD sized tits swayed up and down. As if in a trance, he reached forward with one hand and began to stroke her tits though the thin fabric of her onsie. Sandra squealed and squirmed in her bonds but was unable to stave off her attacker. Her nipples responded to the groping and hardened at his touch, visible through her clothing. Daniel never thought he would do something like this, but in that moment he could feel nothing but lust for the vulnerable woman beneath him. He grasped the blade once again and used it to roughly cut a rectangle of cloth away from her breasts. He tore it open and watched as her large tits bounced free.
Daniel's large cock swelled to attention and strained against his jeans. He grabbed both her soft tits in his large hands and began to kneed them aggressively. Sandra tossed and turned but could do nothing to stop Daniel from mauling her boobs. He twisted and pinched her hardening nipples, thoroughly enjoying Sandra's pained squeaks. Daniel threw off his shirt and his pants followed soon after. His 7 inch long, wrist thick cock sprang free and smacked Sandra between her breasts. He grabbed her tits and pushed them together until the soft flesh enveloped his dick. Excitedly, he began to thrust, tit-fucking the helpless young woman. He couldn't believe how good she felt and how damn sexy she was struggling beneath him. After a few more minutes of enjoying Sandra's body, he decided he wanted a little more than just a tit-fuck from his innocent young captive. He untied her head and removed the gag, making sure to cover her mouth with his hand. "You're going to suck this cock baby," he ordered. "And, if I feel any teeth, I'm gonna knock them out of your fucking mouth! Do you understand me?"
