She stepped out of the bathing tub and wrapped a towel around herself. As usual she had run the bathing tub water system a little too hot so her cutis was glowing red and she felt a little light headed. Perhaps this was the rationality that she did not notification anything amiss as she entered her bedroom.
She stood in battlefront of her full length mirror and let her towel drop curtain to examine her bare body critically in the mirror. Her pap hardened in the cooler air of her bedchamber and she shivered a lilliputian as she studied her boob and let her finger's breadth stroke lightly across her breadbasket. As she lifted her hands up to let down her hair's-breadth, which she had pinned up for her bathing tub, the mirror reflected a sudden movement in the room behind her. Before she had time to plow her sleeve were gripped firmly and pulled roughly behind her. A voice muttered in her ear"If you do n't shin you wo n't get hurt."She tried in vain to move around or to free her arms, but the man was too strong and she could barely travel."Get the hell off me !"she snapped, more bother than scared as she could not truly believe that this could be happening to her in her own safe, suburban sign of the zodiac. His helping hand tightened, abruptly, shockingly, on her radiocarpal joint, grinding the small bones together painfully and making her cry out."Listen, you fucking bitch, this is n't a game, now do as I say or it 'll hurt a lot more."the man growled. She stopped fighting and started cerebration, trying to work out her unspoilt chance of escape. Her planetary house was detached, so there was no gunpoint calling for help, and she 'd left her phone downstairs. He 'd already demonstrated that he was far substantial than her, so fighting would only end up with her getting detriment, and a mental bloodline take of the room revealed a miserable deficiency of potential weapons. As she realised the hopelessness of her post, her body went limp with despair, and her attacker took this chance to spin her around and confound her down face first on the bed.
Before she had a chance to take advantage of her irregular going, he flung his wakeless body down on to her, knocking the breathing place from her body, and in one practised move he gathered both her radiocarpal joint in one script. Her heart sank as she heard the rattle of thinly chains and insensate metallic element pressed against her cutis - he was handcuffing her wrists together and she had no chance of outflow. He ran a chain from the handcuffs to the crossbar of her headboard, and with no manifest cause he flipped her over and, huffing laughter at her endeavour to kick him, roped each leg to a niche post at the groundwork of her bed. Naked and spreadeagled, her face flushed with superfluity and fury as he stood up and swiftly removed his own apparel. Her eyes were drawn to his thick cock, already tumescent, and she looked away quickly as he followed her gaze.
"Oh do n't worry, bitch, you 'll get your fill of that tonight."he said, laying down beside her on the bed. He reached out and pinched first one nipple, then the other, twisting each painfully and smiling at her gasp. He trailed his fingers lazily down her stomach and moved his hand up and down the interior of each thigh."You can protest all you want, you slut, but I know you want it."he whispered as his fingertips moved higher with each caress, now brushing her pussy hair at the zenith of each stroke. She was shocked and ashamed to actualize that her cunt was enjoying his cutaneous senses, despite the repugnance and indignity of the situation. She briefly hoped that he would not acknowledge, but then his rough fingerbreadth suddenly pressed its way inside her, burrowing insistently into her pussy, and he chuckled to himself"Getting a little moist there, are n't we ? You know you want it, you dirty whore."
"No, fuck off, you bastard, get the hell off me."she screamed, humiliation firing her anger as she bucked and writhed, trying to get away from him. With a grunt he lifted himself up and, pinning her pelvic arch easily to the bed, he moved until his promontory was between her legs, his mouth so close to her cunt that she could feel his hot breath on her. Abruptly he plunged his clapper into her cunt, tasting her, and then he moved up and started lashing her clit with strong, wet strokes. She froze at first, horrified by the involvement this alien had forced upon her, only thinking to get away. Then, to her disgrace, her body began to reply, sending lightning bolts of pleasure from her clit to her bitch and mammilla, and she felt a gush of liquid pleasance as her orgasm built. As though from far away she could pick up herself protesting"No, arrest, delight stop, you ca n't, you must n't ..."but her body did n't appear to care that she did n't do it this man, that he was here for his own pleasure and who knew what plans he had for her. She was on the verge of hail, her body shuddering and quaking, when he stopped and lifted his nous."See, you whore, you want it. Do n't try to distinguish me you do n't. But I 'm not letting you come just yet."
He moved up the bed again, ignoring her abnegation and pleadings, and paused with his shaft just in front of her face."Now, squawk, do n't get any clever ideas - you suffer me and I 'll carve my name into your pretty face, ok ?"She nodded, knowing what was to pass off and knowing her best chance of surviving this ordeal was to comply. Her mind was in tumult, her body still fizzing from the cunnilingus, her repugnance at the act she knew she was to perform in battle with her forcible excitement.
He grabbed her hair with one hand, and with the other he painfully squeezed her jaw until she opened her mouth wide. Pushing his pelvis forward, he thrust his erection deep into her mouthpiece and released her jaw with an admonition to"Suck it, beef ”. Using her whisker as a harness he held her headland in place and fucked her oral fissure, at sentence penetrating so deeply that she retched and feared she would regorge. His musky odour filled her nostrils and she closed her eyes, trying to relax and wait for this to pass. Her attacker was grunting and moaning with pleasure as her wet mouth slid along the length of his putz, but he was n't ready to come just yet, there was more he wanted from her, so he withdrew and released her tomentum, letting her head fall back on the pillow as he knelt over her on the bed.
He bent his top dog and licked and sucked at her nipples, almost as though he was offering her some compensation for the indignity she had suffered, and then to her delight he released her articulatio talocruralis. Perhaps this ordeal was over, perhaps he had got whatever joy he had come for and was about to release her ? Her hope was short-lived, however, as he once more effortlessly turned her over, and then, with her look pressed into the bedding, retied her peg at the mortise joint. He grabbed the pillows from under her head, letting her fall in an undignified manner to the mattress below. With one script he lifted her pelvis and with the other he stuffed the pillows under her, so that her posterior was raised into the air. Without warning he spread her arse impudence all-encompassing and began licking at her arse, an experience she had never had before. Both reviled and a little sex, she tried to act away, but again her captor 's intensity level overwhelmed her, as he held her in lieu with one muscular hand. His tongue swept across her backside in long, wet strokes, before penetrating her arsehole, the tongue held stiffly like a little cock, jabbing at the stiffen rosebud before slipping a little way inside. As she muttered objection he lifted his head and said"Relax, hussy, that 's nix compared to how it 'll experience when I shove my rooster in there."She squealed with horror - she 'd never allowed a fan to do that to her - but the man merely laughed and moved his consistency between her legs again. It was almost a relief when his tool pressed against her still wet cunt - a abatement for her poor, violated arse.
"Here you are, you dirty bitch, this is what you want, is n't it ?"he grunted as he forced his wooden-headed pecker into her, her puss muscles unable to forestall his Ingres as his mighty rosehip pressed his rigid cock inside her. She tried to twist away from him, but his hands on her back held her pinioned to the bed as he shoved himself deep into her hot, throbbing pussy. Her body went hitch as she accepted this smart torment, and then her nerve burned red once more than as she felt his prick rubbing deep inside her, bringing her back to the verge of climax, and over, her voice crying out"Oh yes, love yes !"her mind no longer in her control of her consistency as she jerked and spasmed around his cock, bolts of electrical energy shooting through her body, stiffening her mamilla, tensing the muscles in her second joint, and then the delicious release as the waving of orgasm receded. Only then did her psyche reassert itself, and shame and horror flooded through her - how could that have happened when this man was a stranger, this man was ... she forced herself to imagine the intelligence ... this man was raping her. His tidings only deepened the miserableness she felt"That 's it, you slut, you whore, you love my tool in you do n't you ?"he smiled. He held her hip joint and fucked her harder, his cock so deep inside her she felt she might scream, and yet still, her body responded, without her consent, her hips pushing against him, pushing her cunt back against him over and over, reaching for the next coming, gripping his hardness inside her as she came again and again ...
Abruptly he pushed her hips down and withdrew from her kitty-cat. She bit her lip to stave off crying out with letdown at the sudden vacuum, aware of the absurdity of trying to maintain some gravitas at this point, but unable to prevent herself from trying. She lay, shuddering in the aftermath of the coming he had wrought in her, as he spat on his digit and rubbed the spit into her arsehole. She tensed in concern of what was about to happen as the tip of his quarter round gently but insistently opened her tight hole, moistening the orbit and opening her a lilliputian wider with each slow push. She could hear the quiesce slurping disturbance as he covered his hammer in lubricating saliva, and then she began to sob as he shoved his rooster against her smashed arse and began to exert pressure level. Her ass clenched as she tried to stand this force, and she shook her fountainhead against the mattress, begging him to stop. Immediately his hand came down on her rear with astonishing power, smacking her over and over."Bitch, you 'll let me do this or you 'll suffer, read ?"he said, slapping her glow arse brass alternately."Ok, ok."she responded, wanting only to break off the burning, the stinging of the reprise slap, and tried desperately to unlax and let him take in what he wanted.
He forced his hammer into her dampened asshole, centimeter by cm, until she felt sore and unaccustomedly full, then slowly he began to thrust into her, taking his clock time until he felt her relax, and then he began to pound into her, heavily and fast, his body taking its own rhythm now as he approached his orgasm. Astounded, she felt another coming edifice - she had never even know it was possible to come this way, but here it was, as intense as anything she had ever felt, making her screeching out her pleasure even as she felt his hot release gush deep inside her.
He collapsed on top of her, his weightiness once more knocking the hint from her body, and she felt his cum leaking from her arse as his hammer shrank away from her. Then a moment of legerity as his body lifted from her, a material covering her mouth and nose and then, blackness.

When she awoke, the mountain range and ropes were gone. Her consistency felt bruised and tender and she could still feel his semen trickling from her, but other than that, the but planetary house he had been there at all were words scrawled on her mirror in lipstick"Until adjacent fourth dimension ...".