I am lying in bed with my oculus closed, I was sleeping, have this overwhelming sensation that I 'm being watched. My skin crawls, I'm uneasy and scared. I 'm too afraid to look, I do n't want 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 assure, he 's there, standing over me, his drear eyes stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My body is ponderous like I 've been drugged. I ca n't impress, my voice hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my subdivision and legs unable to react. I 'm trapped inside my own trunk. I start to fall in and out of consciousness. I have no idea how he drugged me but I 'm incapacitated. I 'm fighting to appease awake maybe if I stay awake he will have up and go away.



I fight against the dead free weight of my dead body, trying to get myself to propel. I must let passed out. I wake to hands against my hide. They 're frigidity, I try to travel away from his soupcon but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, please no !'I cry out inside my head. My rim move, just barely, but there 's no sound. His hand cups my breast, I can sense his hand jump to warm up with the impinging with my skin. His hands slide over my tegument, over my breast. outset one then the other. He 's talking his meter. He 's confident I wo n't be able to do anything for a while. I feel him vagabond my nipple between his fingers. His mouth conduct my nipple between is rim, he moves his tongue around the ring of color. He holds my nipple between his tooth flicking the tip with his tongue. I lose cognizance again. I 'm not sure how a lot time passed but I no longer find his hands against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to open my oculus again, my vision is blurry I can barely pee-pee out anything. For a moment I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my step-in off. I manage a barely audible, `` No '' but it had no effect. He drops my leg back against the bed. His manus run over my cutis, taking in my thigh, they make their way up to between my legs feeling my loth lovingness. Somehow I find the willpower to get my body to finally strike. I scream as I grab his bridge player, stopping it just short of entering me. I 'm still heavily drugged but manage to yell at him to get the fuck out.

He 's absolutely surprised, `` What the fuck ? '' I manage to sit up, he 's in amount electric shock, I should n't be witting let alone moving. He backs up and goes to leave. I start to find the result of the drug again.

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

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

'' Fuck me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to make love me, so fuck me. '' I do n't sense like I 'm in controller of what I 'm saying. At the Same metre I 'm sitting here telling this rapist to come up back and fuck me.

I 'm trying to will myself, crying out, wanting, begging myself to fight and earn him pull up stakes. None of those words make it through, just the words telling him to amount roll in the hay me are making it through. I fall into the bed and passing game out again. I wake up to his cock penetrating my pussy. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can finish I start to find controller of my body again. I sit up and force him down onto his rachis, straddle him and startle riding him. I can just score out a look of electrical 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 ride him hard. It had been so long since I had a man I took total advantage of him. I slide my pelvis forward and back, my wetness releasing on his abdomen. I moan as I take his hands and moderate them against my breasts. I only start to rock my hips faster before he starts to swell up inside me, the warmth of his peel 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 force against me. He does n't notice or opine anything of my hand sliding down the face of my bed. I'm keeping his aid with my pelvic arch. 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 tense up up.

'' I 'm cumming '' he says.

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

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

My grip tightens against the objective in a pocket of my mattress. I present my defensive cat ear knuckle artillery. I black out. I thought I passed out and missed my opportunity to punish this man for coming into my habitation, making it no longer finger safe. My bed was supposed to be my rubber place, this is no longer true.

I woke up to the smell of something strange, it was making me chilled, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a spell to get the world to come into focus. My head is pounding and my mouth dry. I reached for my drinking next to my bed and something hits it before my hand reached its intended target.

'' What the ... `` confusedness takes over. I lift my deal only to see red. I quickly checker my trunk thinking this was my parentage, that I 'd suffer myself somehow. Then I remember that man.

‘ time lag'I said to myself, ‘ I was just dreaming, I had to be.'But I hurt, I still feel where the man had sex with me. A man I had never seen before,"What the fuck '' I say out loud to myself. Something wasn't right, I reached up and touched the skin on my face, it felt blotto and cracked beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my eyes go wide. I see descent, a lot of blood.

'' What the fucking hell ! '' I shoot up, oh my psyche. It 's still fuzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a dream. It was all a dream wasn't it ? What the pit happened ? '' I look around. On my paw is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle artillery. `` Note to self, do n't buy the plastic one side by side fourth dimension. ''

I see a trail of profligate leading out the door. I get up to recognize my panty were missing. They were n't on me nor were they on the base. `` turd, I really liked those panty. '' My caustic remark was quickly cut off by world. Oh shit, oh shit, I realized I was n't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked individual, someone who really was in my home.

The blood led me down my hall pedigree smeared on the walls. I was careful to delay brighten of the descent lead, I watched a lot of investigation show, I knew not to touch anything.

The blood trail led to my presence door, which was locked. sanctum fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the fucking doorway is locked. The fucking son of a bitch had a fucking key ! I checked and my sliding glassful threshold was still locked as well.

I run to my elbow room and snaffle my earpiece, I try to telephone dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the telephone is n't working, somehow I get mortal on the line but they think I 'm joking. I sit on my bed freaking out. Should I go to the apartment office and news report it ? I 'm too scared to go outside but I 'm not even rubber in my habitation. I try dialing for the police force again. Why can't I get through, why won't anyone listen ?

I hear a haphazardness, it startles me, I jerk awake, mortal knocking on my doorway ? A ambition, it was only a dreaming. It felt so real. I check, no ancestry. I hear the bash again. I slide out of bed, my scanty still on but I hurt, I still feel like I had sex. My head hurts but it 's crystallise, for the most persona.

The knocking comes one more than prison term followed by a voice calling out, `` sustenance ''.

'' Just a import ! '' I call back. I had completely forgotten upkeep was going to issue forth by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. kind of previous, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my robe and hurry to the door. No rake trail, the door is not only locked but the string is in post. I shrug it off, thank god it was just a ambition. ‘ Wyrd though about the man.'I thought since I had never seen him before. The closer I get to the room access the more his image starts to fades from my mind.

I open the threshold and there he was, standing there, the man from my ambition. The man who had a key to my flat, one of the alimony hombre, one I 'd never seen before today, he was new and just started, today was his first day.

I know the rule that you ca n't dream about soul you 've never seen before and until today I would have accepted that as true .