I watch from the shadows as you opened your door. I have been watching you for about a week now. First at the bus stop to determine when you arrive – then, after stopping to return a movie rental and, perhaps, rent another, you hurry to your home, some 2 and a half blocks down the street.
It is dusk now and the streetlights are just beginning to glow – ready to illuminate the area around your house. No matter, I lie in wait behind the Japanese Boxwoods surrounding your front porch. You insert your key into the deadbolt above the door knob – turn and unlock – withdraw the key and insert it into the door knob – turn and unlock – withdraw the key and turn the knob, opening the door.
As you push the door open – I pounce – one arm around your neck (from behind), I pull your right arm behind your back and snap on the handcuff. Holding your right arm – I pull your left arm behind you and snap the other cuff on it. It’s done in seconds. You open your mouth to scream and I cram the nerf ball deep in your mouth so that you can’t spit it out.
Your eyes search mine trying to find recognition – to no avail. I’m wearing a ski mask that covers my features. You start to hyperventilate and I slap your cheek, telling you to breathe. Slowly the situation sinks in – you are not going anywhere unless I let you.
I close and lock the door – then half pushing – half dragging you by your long brunette ponytail – down the hall, flipping on lights as we go. Finally I find the Master bedroom. Good – you have a huge 4-poster bed with a canopy over it. Perfect for tying you up.
I throw you on the bed and, grabbing your legs, one at a time, I take off your running shoes and your little girl anklets. Your feet are so pretty – scarlet toenails belying your pretended innocence.
Next – I reach for the button on your Levis at which time you aim a kick at my groin. Slapping you again – harder this time – I tell you to behave and you won’t get hurt. Undoing your Levis, I pull them off your legs – roughly because you are fighting me.
Once done, I take one leg at a time and apply another pair of cuffs to each, spreading your legs open wide and cuff each leg to a post on the bed. Except for your little red thong, your sex would be wide open. I notice a wet spot forming. Good – this is exciting you but you wouldn’t admit it.
Releasing your hands, I leave one cuff attached and cuff you to a third post on the bed. Using my last pair of handcuffs, I cuff the other one to the remaining post. Now you are completely spread out on the bed and totally helpless.
I pull out my knife. Opening it, I run the point of the 6” blade along one leg up toward your little red thong. Goosebumps appear and you shiver thinking, perhaps, that I plan to kill you. Not so. I just need to cut your tight T-shirt off you. I would have slipped it over your head, but you were fighting me so.
After I cut off your T-shirt, I take the sleeping mask out of my pouch and place it over your eyes, adjusting it so that you can’t see my face. Then I remove my ski mask and get undressed. My cock has already swollen – just the sight of my darling lying there – helpless – just ready to be fucked. I won’t disappoint you. I see the wet spot on your little red thong is growing. Good!
I kneel on the bed and take one of your breasts in my mouth. Suckling your growing nipple while I massage and pinch the other nipple. Your body betrays you. You begin to respond, moaning and twisting. You want this – oh, yes – you want this.
I start moving my lips down your body, pausing at your belly button to dip my tongue in and twirl it around – causing your body to jerk. Slowly on down your body toward your sex, I kiss and lick all around your little mound that is so prominent under your little red thong. Your labia seems to be swelling – indications that you want me to continue. You can’t tell me, but the moaning you are doing into the nerf ball gag tells me how much you are turned on. I slowly, deliberately stroke your sex – forcing the thong between your pussy lips – searching out your hardening clit.
