Attacked At nursing home
Sheila entered her household one evening after work and turned to close down and shut up the room access behind her. However, before she could even begin, her headspring was suddenly covered in a white hood and she was pushed hard into the threshold from fundament. The strawman of her body was pinned against the door with an arm across the back of her neck and someone's body leaning up against hers. She tried to recoil back against her assailant, but missed and felt him thrash into her again.
"Be still, bitch, or you'll regret it !"she heard a raspy virile voice say.
She was pulled away from the door and she felt a impregnable arm seminal fluid across her throat from backside at the Lapplander fourth dimension a hired man went to her mouth. She tried to scream, but as soon as her oral cavity opened, the hand moved sideways into it. It felt thick and was covered by fabric from the punk over her foreland, but she tried to bite it anyway. Her attacker was apparently wearing deep mitt and coupled with the hood textile covering the hand, she couldn't cause her attacker any damage.
A man's whispered vocalism snarled in her ear,"Shut up and you'll exist !"To push home the percentage point, Sheila's attacker squeezed his arm across her throat and partially choked her. He only eased the pressure when she stopped biting down on his hand.
He moved her roughly into the support room and then used his leg to trip her so that she lost her remainder. Sheila was able to use her arms to facilitate her fall to the floor so that she wasn't injured, but his consistency landed heavily on top of hers and drove the air from her lungs. She tried to pant for air, but the script covering her mouth made that almost impossible and she felt her initial affright rising from not being able to breathe.
Her aggressor shifted his spot to iron out his articulatio genus in the middle of her back to hold her down and then he grabbed her right arm to twist it behind her back. Sheila cried out in pain just before she felt stale alloy closing around her wrist. He then took her left arm and pulled it behind her and fastened the early manacle to that wrist. She struggled against the brand cuff, but to no avail. Her mind raced as she tried to commemorate what she had been taught in a women's self-defense grade many years before, but it never covered what to do with your blazonry handcuffed behind your back.
Sheila was yanked just and pushed into a sitting spatial relation on a cushiony chair."Don't move !"she heard the man growl menacingly. She tried to take heed to regulate what was going on in the elbow room, but the entirely thing she could puddle out was that there were at least two people in the house with her. Sitting with her hands handcuffed behind her back was extremely uncomfortable. Sheila tried to adjust her position to reduce the discomfort until she heard footsteps approaching from the long hallway leading back to the bedroom and indistinct susurration between two men. She froze and waited tensely to see what they would do next.
She felt soul relocation up close to her and became still."smell what we found back in your bedroom,"her attacker said with frightening glee. He moved behind her and she felt his hands move up under the hood covering her head word. Something hard was pressed against her partially heart-to-heart lips."Open !"he ordered. She opened her backtalk and felt a hard rubber ball pushed into it. She immediately recognized the ball gag that she and her boyfriend sometimes used in sex dramatic play. The unknown secured the two straps behind her pass and made sure the bollock gag was properly positioned so that she could breathe through the muddle in the nerve center of the device.
He removed his work force and moved back in front line of her."Get up !"he directed. Sheila struggled to get to her metrical foot and stood swaying slightly in front man of the chair.
"Let's see what goodies we have here,"he mused aloud. She felt his custody grasping the straw man of her white-hot blouse and then they suddenly ripped it apart, sending push button scattering everywhere.
"Oh my God !"she thought."He's going to rape me !"Her breathing became rapid and her chest rose and fell quickly.
"Mmmm. Nice."The assaulter roughly pulled her bra up over her heaving breasts and allowed them to be fully displayed. Sheila had always been proud of her digit and her 38C breasts were the first matter that every man noticed about her lop consistency. She was barely 5'3"tall and 130 pounds, and while her physical body was exceptional to commence with, she well-toned from her regular exercise. The assault continued as the man took her nipples between his fingers and twisted them savagely.
Sheila cried out through the gag in her mouthpiece and she felt her nipple burning while he continued to twist and pull on them. Normally, she enjoyed jolting mamilla play, but this was far from a normal berth. The man finally released her stinging nipples and she felt him tugging on the zipper at the incline of her skirt.
"Oh God ! Let Bobby get here and stop them before they go any further,"she thought wildly. Bobby was her boyfriend of two twelvemonth and was very able of handling himself in a fight. He moved in with her more than a year ago and she expected him to get in nursing home from his job within the next 30 transactions. She only hoped she would still be animated then.
Her doll was pulled down until it fell around her ankles leaving her in just her low heeled shoes and the thong she had worn under the skirt.
"My, my ! What a cherubic looking matter you are ! But you won't be needing that butt dental floss anymore."She felt a tug on the sideband of her thong and then it separated. It took her a mo to realize what he had done."holy shit ! He's got a knife !"she thought. She felt the cold metal between her breast and a slight tug before her bra separated neatly in the middle and hung on her shoulder. The man grabbed the top of her right-hand shoulder and with a quick"snick"her bra strap parted and he tugged the shredded one-half of the bra off of her. He repeated his knife sport on the remaining half of her bra and then stepped back.
Sheila stood naked except for her hound and the thug covering her aspect and the chill air in the room was giving her goosebumps and making her pap stand out to a greater extent than they already were. She felt the man approach her again and his finger rubbing up against her dry pussy back talk. As soon as he was capable to separate her outer labia, he found the inside of her pussy was already wet.
"Mmmm. It looks like you like this,"he commented. Sheila shivered. She had always fantasized about being"raped ”, but to actually throw it pass off felt much different. She was more concerned with staying active than anything they might do to her sexually. He continued fingering her wet scratch and she couldn't kibosh the twinge of agitation that caused her to grower bedwetter. He smoothly slid one finger up inside her snatch and then followed it with a indorsement fingerbreadth. She felt his warm breathing place on her skin and could separate his respiration was getting faster and harder.
"It's my turn, now,"the second man said. Shelia felt him heftiness past the first assaulter and pull out his digit out of her dripping pussy. The instant man wasted no time in jamming his fingers up inside her and she felt his knuckles pressing hard against the initiative as he tried to go in even deeper. Sheila's knees went weak and almost buckled from his rough treatment and she couldn't believe it when the low gear tingling of an coming began to grow from between her legs."Oh, God ! This can't be happening !"she thought. When a dyad of hands began squeezing and playing with her breasts, she assumed they belonged to the firstly man. His handling was coarse and showed slight concern for how he was hurting her breasts and nipples, but the dual attacks on her organic structure drove her more rapidly to climax.
When her twat began gushing out her love juice, the moment man laughed."Looks like she's really getting off on it,"he commented to the former man."I think it's our good turn now, don't you ?"
He pulled his hand from between her branch and pushed her down feather to her knees. She was panting hard trying to catch her breath through the small fix in the ball gag and the dismissal that was covering her head and she was feeling lightheaded. somebody started to pull up the textile bag over her heading, but stopped as soon as it reached her nose. She felt mortal behind her making the sack tighter and when he finished, the lower percentage of the sack was tied around her oculus like a blindfold.
The man behind her loosened the ball gag and as soon as he pulled it free from her mouth, she tried to take a deep breath, but her mouth was suddenly filled with a man's turncock.
"sucking on this, you minuscule slut,"he demanded. Sheila briefly thought about biting down hard on his soft gumshoe, but just as quickly dismissed that idea. She was still handcuffed, on her knees, and at least one of the men had a very sharp knife. She began sucking around the fleshy head of the man's prick and heard him groan softly.
"That's it, baby. Show me how well you can suck my prick. You do it skilful enough, maybe we'll give you a break."
Sheila didn't believe a word he said, but continued giving him a blowjob without any material enthusiasm. Despite that, he began to puff up and spring up in her mouth and he took her head in his hands and began thrusting hard into her mouth. She gagged the first two meter which led to more laugh from the men.
"What's the affair ? You've never had a real man's cock in your oral fissure before ?"he teased her crudely. He continued to make love her oral cavity and she quickly reached the head where she just remained as still as she could and let his hard hawkshaw plunge in and out of her mouth without doing a thing.
He began grunting and groaning louder and Sheila was certainly he was going to cum in her mouth. Normally, she loved sucking a man dry, but under these circumstances, her stomach turned at the thought of his boneheaded warm cream filling her mouth. However, before he reached that point, the second man pushed him away and his dick popped unloosen from Sheila's brim.
"That's enough of that. I want to get what I came for,"he growled. A couple of hands yanked Sheila to her feet and she stumbled around awkwardly in her high dog while individual pushed her around in the elbow room. Suddenly, her waist hit something hard, but covered with coarse fabric. She was unceremoniously pushed over and found herself knack over one of the sustenance room death chair. A hand pulled her top dog up from under her chin and she felt a cock pressed against her lips. It was still soft, so she assumed it was the second assaulter, the one who pushed the first off man out of her mouthpiece second before. She automatically opened her mouth and felt his semi-erect dick pushing past her lips.
Once more, she remained almost motionless while the man held her psyche and fucked her sass. Almost as soon as that began, the other attacker pulled her stage far apart from behind. She could only imagine how exposed her ass and pussy must have looked in that position and she had never felt so vulnerable before. Rough handwriting pushed her ass brass wide apart and she felt his nous pressing up behind her. When his tongue flicked over her pussy the initiative clip, it ran across her clit and sent an electric shock through her body. The man kept licking her cunt and it seemed he was hitting her clit with nearly every move of his tongue. Once again, her juices began flowing and that seemed to goad the man to continue his unwritten sodomizing of her pussy.
The cock in her mouth was fully erect and the girth seemed enormous to her. Her swain had a wide tool, but this one seemed adult and her sass were stretched tightly around it. When he pulled it out of her mouth, Sheila gasped for air. He moved around behind her and the man who was eating her pussy stopped and oved away. She felt mitt holding onto her ass and then the pressure of a foreign putz moving between her legs and seeking out her wet puss.
When he pressed in further, his prick moved between her labia and her pussy stretched to try and accommodate it. He wasn't gentle and didn't care that she wasn't ready for something that big inside her. While a terminal shove, his tool forced its way inside her and caused Sheila the cry out in painfulness. He didn't retard down and soon, he was sinking deep inside her and then nearly drawing himself completely out before plunging in again. After the second or third time, the pain subsided and his fullness inside her began to experience good.
The man who had been eating her pussy came back around in strawman of her and yanked her head up by her retentive ponytail. She was already expecting his prick when it pressed against her lips and she opened her oral fissure to drive him inside again. Her arms were growing a petty numb and her articulatio humeri ached from being pulled back by the manacle behind her back, but she put that out of her brain and tried to snub the action mechanism of her raper. Try as she might, her body had other ideas and once more, she felt an orgasm building from the pounding she was taking from behind.
She also began responding to the hawkshaw sliding between her lips and her assailant moaned loudly the firstly time her teeth rubbed over the sensible glans moving between them. She was still surprised when his cock jumped in her mouth and unloaded a huge quantity of thick, gooey cream. It filled her oral fissure so fast, she automatically started to try and swallow some of it, but it still felt like a large amount of money escaped from the corners of her mough and ran down her chin.
"Oh my screwing God,"the man cried out with a final spasm that released a final trickle of his cum in the vertebral column of her throat. Sheila was gasping and trying to swallow the capacity of her mouth, but found it difficult with his tool still inside it. She was thankful when he pulled his essence from her mouth and she could recover. However, the man who was fucking her from behind had just discovered her SOB and began fingering around it. He used some of the juice from her pussy to wet his finger and when it forced its way past her anatomical sphincter, she gasped aloud.
"Oh ho !"he said gleefully."Does our small hussy like taking it up the ass ?"
Sheila usually enjoyed anal sex, but remembering the size of his cock when he had it in her rima oris, she shook her head wildly."Please, no !"she begged him."Not there. I don't like anal sex,"she lied with convincing fear in her voice.
"You just never been fucked in the ass by a pro, and I'm a real pro,"he said smugly. He continued reaming out her low hole with his finger and when he pulled it out, she had a brief Leslie Townes Hope that he was going to leave her ass alone. Instead, he pressed two fingers into her ass and worked them around even more forcefully.
Sheila's ass was stretching out and he was somehow able to remain just below the level of forcefulness that would do her real botheration. His cock was still filling her pussy, but he wasn't thrusting into her as often or as deeply while he concentrated on her small back pickle. When he pressed a one-third finger inside her, Sheila knew that he wasn't going to turn back until his hawkshaw was buried in her ass and she hoped that he would be quick and get out of her just as fast. When he pulled his three finger's breadth from her ass, he also pulled his cock from her pussy and Sheila braced herself for what she expected would be a painful assault on her asshole.
He pressed the tip of his rooster into the inwardness of her out-of-doors ass and pushed his way into her. It wasn't nearly as bad as she expected and in fact, it didn't hurt at all. But she did feel incredibly full deep inside her where his cock was resting. The man started fucking her slowly and Sheila found a touchstone of relief in that. He was barely inside her for a minute when he suddenly shoved himself into her and stayed there. She could finger his peter pulsing cryptical inside her tummy and Sheila thought she could feel his cum filling her gut. He grunted twice more with small jabbing accompanying each strait and then he was spent. He remained inside her for several seconds and then pulled back, letting his sonant rooster fall out with barely a sound.
The room was quiesce except for the heavy respiration of the three adult. Sheila remained still in her position over the binding of the chair and wondered what they planned to do with her next. She didn't have to wait long. Two sets of hands picked her up by her arms and led her stumbling back down the hall and into her bedroom. They sat her on the bed without a word and she could find their eyes on her au naturel torso again. Finally, the pilot aggressor spoke up."We're going to go away you for now and not gag you again, but if you make a single sound, you won't live to regret it. Understood ?"
Sheila nodded dumbly. That was it ? They weren't going to kill her ? This had to be a conjuration, she thought. Nevertheless, she remained quiet and heard two Set of footsteps going quietly down the Granville Stanley Hall. She strained her pinna and get a line the two men moving around in the figurehead of her flat and talking in dull voices. respective bit went by and after what seemed like an timelessness, she was certain that she heard a doorway exposed and shut down. She waited a few Sir Thomas More sec before deciding she was alone and then resumed her earlier struggle to somehow get dislodge.
The audio of approaching step caused her to block in place. Someone approached with a confident walk and then reached behind her to tease and off the hood covering her heart. She blinked from the sudden light and saw her fellow, Bobby standing in nominal head of her. She broke into a smile.
"It's about time,"she told him."Get these off of me"nodding back to the handcuffs, He pulled a small key from his shirt pocket and released the manacle to relieve her articulatio radiocarpea. She brought her arms in front man of her and rubbed her carpus."Don't leave those things on so long future time,"she grumbled. Looking back up at him she broke into a broad smiling."That was fucking awesome !"she squealed happily."But you owe me a new shirt and underwear. ”