"Traffic, great" I say out loud to no one In particular. It feels like I've been sitting in my car for hours and it doesn't really seem to be moving anytime soon. I find myself drifting off a little as I sit here waiting for some kind of movement. I don't think I've ever felt so exhausted. My boss had gotten a lot of new clients this week and they were running me ragged with all their needs and demands. Works has been hell all day, no, all week. Normally I go out dancing with friends or whatever guy I said yes to this week on Friday nights. I'm just so tired though I think I'll go home and sleep.
By the time I get home It's all I can do to just get undressed and in bed. I set my face book status to "Me time" and pull the covers over me. No sooner do I shut my eyes am I off to dream land.
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I've always been a deep sleeper. I don't even notice when he knocks over a lamp looking for things to steal. In fact it's not until he tightens the ball gag around my mouth that I even begin stirring. I begin to come to as I feel a chill all over me. In my sleepy haze I try and reach my blanket but somehow cant. I look up towards my arm and as my eyes begin to adjust to being awake I realize I'm tied to the bed post. Still kind of asleep I look forward to see him standing there In front of my bed. "Wakey wakey" he says. I look back at my arm then the other and panic begins to fill me. Now I'm awake.
"Mrrrfrrrrmmmfph!" I try screaming through the gag but its doing its job well. Too well. This gag feels... familiar.
"Don't be like that baby, after all these are your toys. I hope you don't mind sharing them with me." even In the dark through the hole In his mask I can see his smug little smile. I struggle against the ropes but he didn't use the safety knots I usually use with my lovers and If I kept pulling Id just cut off circulation. I lose myself in thoughts of escape.
Hearing his footsteps brings me back to reality. He sits down on the bed next to me and looks down at my body. Just then I realized I was naked. He had stripped me and tied me up and I slept through the whole thing. I hope I live long enough to feel stupid about all this. "You've got a pretty nice house In a nice neighborhood but," he said waving his arms around pointing at my bare walls and meager knick knacks, "you aint got nothing worth taking". The house was left to me by my parents and I work for a nonprofit which Is rewarding but not very lucrative. Still, I couldn't help but be insulted.
"Then I found this," he said pointing at a black box. "People usually hide money or valuables in boxes in closets like you did with this but what I found in there... ooo hooo ho!" he hooted unable to contain his excitement. I knew the box all too well. I kept all my... toys in there. Everything from dildos and vibrators to ball gags and bed restraints. The thought of someone going through my most personal and intimate of possessions was stomach churning. I couldn't help but feel repulsed by the Idea.
"Normally I get in steal a few things and get while the getting good but sometimes I may stick around If the owner is...worth my time" he said looking me over. He ran his hand lightly over my body stopping just above my breasts. I jerked away from his touch, well as much as I could tie down spread eagle across the bed. The cold night air made my nipples diamond hard. I hoped he hadn't noticed. I closed my eyes and tried to put my mind somewhere else. Somewhere more pleasant where some stranger was'nt going to put his dirty hands and whatever else he felt like on me. Suddenly I feel his warm breath against my soft flesh. I clench my eyes closed tighter as he gently moves the hair off my shoulder tucking It behind my ear. He softly kisses my shoulder and I shudder. He slowly kisses more getting seemingly more gentle and sensuous with each kiss until he's at my neck.
'What was he doing' I thought. 'Why won't he just get it over with? I'm naked, tied down and gagged. If he's going to rape me he should just get it over with'. He trailed kisses up my neck till his mouth was tantalizingly close to my ear. "This doesn't have to be a painful experience" he whispered. He trailed his hands all over my bare skin sending waves of shock and unwanted arousal through me.
Why was he making it feel so good? Why did he want me to like it? On top of everything else going on I was confused and conflicted. I was determined not to like this.
He kept on with his onslaught of sexy kisses until he reached my other shoulder. He was being so gentle almost loving. Sad to say I'd never had a lover pay so much care with me. Just when I think he's done toying with me and is just going to begin raping me he starts slowly kissing down my sides. His fingers slowly caress their way down my breasts only just barely grazing my nipples. Slowly he kisses down till his lips are at my inner thigh. The anticipation is unbearable.
By now I've noticed the scent of my arousal and I'm filled with great shame. This guy broke into my house and Is now having his way with me and I'm so wet I can barely think straight. His hands reach up squeezing and massaging my breasts as he kisses up my Inner thigh. He's so close to my wetness that I can hear myself mentally begging him to taste me to taste the fruit of his efforts and claim the only thing worth taking in my house. I try and fight those thoughts back and remind myself that I never asked for any of this. He gets so close to my dripping lips that I can feel his hot breath on my clit. Just as I arch my back serving myself up to him he pulls away. I'm beside myself now. Is he determined to tease me? Is this some kind of torture?
He begins massaging my breasts again as he kisses up my other thigh, this time beginning near my knee, even further than last time. His fingers gently slide over my breasts coming tantalizingly close to my nipple before skating to another side of my tits. I look down at him pleading with my eyes and gurgled gibberish through the gag to please grant me some kind of release. I couldn't help it anymore. I put up a good enough fight but now I wanted him to touch me. I needed it so badly. His kisses once again reach my sweet entrance now pulsing with need and anticipation. I can almost feel his lips come Into contact with mine. I close my eyes awaiting the Impact of his tongue and mouth on my aching desire.
Just then he stands up and sits next to me at the head of the bed again. He looks down into my disappointed eyes. I try my best to convey the need for his touch through my eyes. There I was spread out on my bed, tied up, tits out wet, wanting, and helpless begging for this Intruder to fuck me senseless. "By the time I'm done with you we won't need this gag. You'll be begging me to fuck you" he said as he rubbed his face against my neck. I clench my fists in anger. I wish It was as much anger for what he was doing to me as it was for what he wasn't but no. I was still gagged and he couldn't hear me begging him to slide his cock between my wet lips and give me a much deserved fucking.
He slid his fingertips along my soft legs grazing me ever so slightly. The sensation is enough to send shivers through my whole body. He moved at a mind numbingly slow pace. He ended up between my legs and he got closer and closer to my wet heat. Before he could touch my pussy though he again removed his hand but this time climbed over me. He grabbed both my breasts in his rough hands and brought my nipples to his mouth. i gazed at him longingly waiting for contact to be made.