I am lying in bed with my eyes closed, I was sleeping, have this consuming sensation that I 'm being watched. My skin creeping, I'm anxious and pock. I 'm too afraid to look, I do n't need to, if I do await there might be someone there. I'm so afraid to open my eyes, ‘ Please do n't be there."I say to myself. I yield and finally have to check, he 's there, standing over me, his blue eyes stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My organic structure is sullen like I 've been drugged. I ca n't move, my vox hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my arms and legs unable to react. I 'm trapped inside my own body. I start to fall in and out of consciousness. I have no idea how he drugged me but I 'm helpless. I 'm fighting to stick around awake maybe if I stay awake he will pay up and go away.



I fight against the deadened weight of my physical structure, trying to get myself to move. I must have passed out. I wake to workforce against my skin. They 're cold, I try to be active away from his tactile sensation but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, delight no !'I cry out inside my head. My lips move, just barely, but there 's no audio. His hand cups my tit, I can feel his hand start to warm up with the contact with my skin. His workforce slide over my skin, over my breast. outset one then the other. He 's talking his time. He 's confident I wo n't be capable to do anything for a patch. I feel him wave my teat between his fingers. His mouth take my nipple between is lips, he moves his tongue around the ring of color. He holds my mamilla between his teeth flicking the tip with his clapper. I lose knowingness again. I 'm not sure how much time passed but I no longer feel his workforce against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to open my eyes again, my sight is blurry I can barely make out anything. For a moment I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my panties off. I manage a barely audible, `` No '' but it had no upshot. He drops my legs back against the bed. His mitt run over my skin, taking in my thighs, they make their way up to between my legs feeling my reluctant heat. Somehow I find the willpower to get my body to finally move. I scream as I grab his mitt, stopping it just short of entering me. I 'm still heavily drugged but manage to yell at him to get the piece of tail out.

He 's absolutely storm, `` What the fuck ? '' I manage to sit up, he 's in total jar, I should n't be conscious let alone moving. He backs up and goes to leave. I start to feel the effects of the drug again.

The reality that I haven't had sex in snug to two years starts to set in. `` Fuck me. '' I say.

'' What ? '' he turns and looks at me with confusion.

'' piece of ass me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to bonk me, so fuck me. '' I do n't feel like I 'm in controller of what I 'm saying. At the same time I 'm sitting here telling this rapist to come back and fuck me.

I 'm trying to will myself, crying out, wanting, begging myself to oppose and make him leave. None of those words make it through, just the Holy Writ telling him to come screw me are making it through. I fall into the bed and fling out again. I wake up to his dick penetrating my kitty. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can finish I start to regain dominance of my body again. I sit up and drive him down onto his back, straddle him and set out riding him. I can just nominate out a spirit of shock and pleasure.

'' I did n't, I really was n't expecting this, but I have to admit I 'm enjoying this. '' he says. I sit deep and rag him hard. It had been so recollective since I had a man I took good advantage of him. I slide my hips forward and back, my wetness releasing on his abdomen. I moan as I take his hired man and take for them against my boob. I only start to rock my coxa faster before he starts to swell up inside me, the warmth of his skin against mine, the wetness that came from me riding him. He 's getting close, `` Not yet. '' I tell him."I want you top again."

I wrap my legs around him and we roll over. He's back to being on top. He continues to thrust against me. He does n't notice or think anything of my hand sliding down the side of my bed. I'm keeping his attention with my hip. My hand finds what I was looking for. I wait, it wo n't be long now. I feel him mature inside me again, his breath quickens and his body starts to strain up.

'' I 'm cumming '' he says.

'' Yes, delight '' I respond, `` I hope you enjoyed this because you 'll never do this again."

'' What ? '' he stops. muddiness took over and for a second he forgot he was about to cum.

My grip tightens against the object in a pouch of my mattress. I present my defensive cat ear knuckle artillery. I disastrous out. I thought I passed out and drop my chance to punish this man for coming into my home, making it no longer feel safe. My bed was supposed to be my safe station, this is no longer true.

I woke up to the tactual sensation of something unknown, it was making me chilled, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a piece to get the world to fare into focus. My head is pounding and my oral fissure dry. I reached for my potable next to my bed and something hits it before my hand reached its intended mark.

'' What the ... `` Confusion takes over. I lift my hand only to see red. I quickly train my body thinking this was my blood, that I 'd hurt myself somehow. Then I remember that man.

‘ hold'I said to myself, ‘ I was just dreaming, I had to be.'But I hurt, I still find where the man had sex with me. A man I had never seen before,"What the ass '' I say out loud to myself. Something wasn't right wing, I reached up and touched the hide on my side, it felt sozzled and snap beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my heart go wide. I see blood, a lot of stemma.

'' What the fuck hell ! '' I shoot up, oh my head. It 's still fuzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a dream. It was all a dreaming wasn't it ? What the hell happened ? '' I look around. On my hand is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle weapon. `` Note to self, do n't buy the charge card one next fourth dimension. ''

I see a track of blood line leading out the door. I get up to bring in my scanty were missing. They were n't on me nor were they on the trading floor. `` poop, I really liked those panties. '' My sarcasm was quickly cut off by reality. Oh dogshit, oh horseshit, I realized I was n't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked individual, someone who really was in my menage.

The blood led me down my hallway line smeared on the paries. I was measured to outride clear-cut of the descent lead, I watched a lot of investigation appearance, I knew not to touch anything.

The blood trail led to my front room access, which was locked. Holy fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the screwing door is locked. The fucking whoreson had a fucking key ! I checked and my sliding glass door was still locked as well.

I run to my elbow room and grab my earphone, I try to dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the earphone is n't working, somehow I get someone on the line but they think I 'm joking. I sit on my bed freaking out. Should I go to the apartment office and report it ? I 'm too scared to go outside but I 'm not even secure in my menage. I try dialing for the constabulary again. Why can't I get through, why won't anyone listen ?

I hear a noise, it startles me, I jerk awake, someone knocking on my threshold ? A dream, it was only a dreaming. It felt so real. I check, no stock. I hear the knock again. I slide out of bed, my panties still on but I hurt, I still feel like I had sex. My head hurts but it 's clear, for the nearly function.

The knock comes one more time followed by a interpreter calling out, `` alimony ''.

'' Just a mo ! '' I call back. I had completely forgotten maintenance was going to come by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. variety of recent, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my robe and hurriedness to the threshold. No parentage trail, the threshold is not only locked but the chain is in place. I shrug it off, thank god it was just a dreaming. ‘ Weird though about the man.'I thought since I had never seen him before. The closer I get to the room access the to a greater extent his range starts to disappearance from my mind.

I open the door and there he was, standing there, the man from my dream. The man who had a key to my apartment, one of the maintenance guys, one I 'd never seen before today, he was new and just started, today was his maiden day.

I know the rule that you ca n't woolgather about individual you 've never seen before and until today I would possess accepted that as lawful .