He had been watching her for weeks. He was n't trusted how many, though ; he had stopped counting after week seven. How long did n't matter, though. What did matter was that he had decided that tonight was going to be the night.

She was a gorgeous fair sex, with flowing, chestnut-colored hair and a slim down image that boasted a stunning set of breast, round and perky, though not very large, but that was okay. Her ass was n't very turgid, either, but it was well-formed and shook when she walked.

She 'd been teasing him for a very foresightful clock time. He watched her through her windows whenever she undressed. She never closed the blinds or drew the shade while she changed. Even when she wanted some alone time, she left the shades open. It was like she knew he was watching, and was teasing him.

No, taunting might birth been a more appropriate word.

'' Hey, baby, '' she seemed to say. `` Take a expression at what you 'll never get. You can just sit there and see and jacklight off ... ''

And he did ; whenever he saw her bare, it aroused him. Sometimes, if she was going to town on herself with a dildo, he stroked his cock in time with her bowel movement, imagined it was him that was inside her instead of a diskette piece of rubber or a vibrating piece of charge card. And he would always save himself for her sexual climax. Whenever she came, she arched her back and grabbed one of her breasts with her free deal, squeezing it tightly while she moaned in beautiful agony. Only then would he countenance himself to cum.

It was n't only when he wanted a release that he watched her. He also watched her, followed her, to get an theme of her docket. Where she was during the day, what she did at night, where she went when she was out. All of that prison term was spent in preparation for tonight.

He took a retarding force of his cigarette as he watched her through the windowpane. She was getting ready to go out, but she was n't expecting to bring anyone place. When she was, she would put on either a sister amobarbital sodium or Edward Douglas White Jr. craw top and a short-shorts. That outfit meant she was wanting to show off her ass and titties, which also meant she wanted the person she was going out with to ascertain her attractive.

Tonight, it was a frilled purple blouse and a dark-coloured miniskirt wench over pair of mordant leggings. This was the character of getup she wore when she was n't expecting to bring anybody habitation with her. It never guaranteed she came home alone, but it was always a pretty good index. This was a `` going out with Friend '' outfit.

A few minutes later, he saw a car approach and she came out of the planetary house with her pocketbook on her arm. She entered the passenger 's side and the car drove off. Once the taillights were battery-acid in the aloofness, he slyly extracted himself from the tree limbs and climbed down to the land again. He looked around and, once he was sure of himself, pulled down his ski mask and ran across the street. He wore all smuggled, so he was hard to blot as he stayed in the shadows. He ran around to the side of the house and used a Ka-bar knife to prize open a window so he could creep inside.

She had no alarm system, and no blackguard to conjure up a fuss. The planetary house was dead silent. And it would remain that way ...

... until she came home.

***

He was hiding in her closet in the chamber when he heard the nominal head door open air. It closed behind her with a mouse click, and then the sound of her latching the bolt. No well-disposed yack, no laughter. She was alone.

He heard a sound that he recognized as a refrigerator being opened, followed by the tinkling of glass, and he imagined her pouring a glass of wine-colored to relax and relax from the day with. Soon after, he heard a liquid being poured into the chalk and the sound of her footfall coming steadily down the hallway. The clack-clack of hound filled his ear, and he knew she was seconds away from entering the room.

Sure enough, as he watched through a snap in the door, the room light flipped on and she appeared next to the bed. She set the vino down on the bedside table long enough to make herself comfortable on the bed and pull out what appeared to be an iPad. She stared at it for a spell and he assumed she might have been reading a Christian Bible. Every now and then, she took a sip of her wine-coloured, but she continued reading.

Suddenly, she started to rub her chest with her unblock handwriting, and he knew what was side by side. He wanted to break out right now, but he steeled himself and waited.
By now, it was clear that she was reading some type of erotica, because despite her touching herself she never took her eye off the iPad. She began massaging her breasts and started rubbing her wooden leg together. A diffused moan escaped her sassing and she started getting more aggressive with her touches. She pulled out one breast and started squeezing while her other deal dropped the iPad to her side and began to slide under her skirt.

He heard her twat squelch as she fingered herself. She was so wet and her fingers were moving so fast that she was making splashing noise. He could n't see because she remained fully clothed, but the sight caused his prediction to rise.

Soon, she gave a final jerk and, like she always did, squeezed her breast hard and came. He had n't heard her cum before ; she was rather loud. He liked that. He liked it when they were loud. That 's how he knew he was doing a ripe job.

Her screams died down as her orgasm faded away, and she pulled her hand from her wench. She looked at it for a moment and, realizing it was covered in her woman succus, licked it off every finger before finishing her wine crank. She placed the drinking glass back on the table and stuck the iPad beside it before rolling over and going to sleep.

It was another XXX minutes before he moved again. He wanted to make sure she had fallen asleep, and her steady breathing was confirmation of that. Slowly, he opened the closet door so as not to realise a sound. It did n't creak when he entered it, but it would be his luck that it make a sound now and alert her to his presence before it was sentence. Once the door was opened, he slowly made his way over to the luminousness transposition and flicked it off ; not a auditory sensation from her. Now, he could act.

He pulled the knife from his bang cocktail dress and walked over to her bedside. She rolled over in the bed, causing him to immobilize in his path, but she never stirred. He looked her up and down ; her leg were spread apart and she was still in her blackguard. He took one hand and lifted her skirt up before running a finger's breadth across her thighs. He felt a wet spot right where her pussy was and put his knife there.

He pulled on the framework and gave a flying slash with the knife, cutting a long slit into the textile and exposing a pair of blue panties, underneath which was her sopping wet puss. He moved the pantie aside and gravel his finger inside her, to which her whole dead body shuddered.

'' Ooh, yes, dada, '' she moaned in her slumber. Her oculus fluttered open and she stared at him in discombobulation for several long seconds.

When she finally realized what was happening, she screamed and tried to roll away from him ! She was n't fast enough ; he grabbed her by the shoulder and rolled her back to him !

'' assistance ! Help me ! '' she cried out ! He mounted her and straddled her, one leg on each slope, and held her in shoes. `` Let go of me, you bastard ! '' She began throwing wild punches at him, but about of them missed or only connected with a glancing blow.

Once she had tired herself out from struggling, he grabbed her arm, pressed the tongue to it, and sliced a lowly cut into her skin. She immediately stopped struggling as parentage welled around the cut. He placed his hand on her human face and forced her to face at him.

'' Every time you call for help, that 's a cut. '' he said as calmly as if they were sitting down for a cup of tea. `` That was number one. Two will be the other arm. Three and four will be your wooden leg. ``

He took the knife and pointed at each of her breasts in go just as she started to cry. `` Five and six, your breasts. Seven and eight are your wrist joint. '' He pointed the knife at each radiocarpal joint, and then brought it back around and used the tip to arise up the bottomland of her shirt. She let out a wail of terror as he traced the tip around her belly button.

'' figure nine will be your venter, '' he continued. `` And ten ... '' he took the knife and mimed slitting his own throat. She looked on in terror as he did so. `` You can scream. You can scream and yell as loud as you want. In fact, I want you to shout. You 're going to scream. But you will not hollo for help. Do you understand ? ``

She nodded as tears streamed down her face. He smiled at her, and a shivering went through her. `` soundly, '' he said as he pulled a length of circle from his black consignment pants. `` Now, you should know that I 've done this before. Dozens of times. And if it makes you feel any better, I 've never had to go make this a ten. If you 're good and you do as I say, we wo n't even have to go to two. ``

The rope he extracted was a handcuff air mile with two light filament that each ended in loops. He slipped the manacle around her radiocarpal joint and knotted them tightly before taking the two strands and pulling them down so that her hands were between her human knee while the grummet went around her ankles, which were then tied together.

In the end, it looked something like a setback hogtie, allowing her ass to be exposed to the air with her face down in the mattress.
Now he was nearly ready for her. She was completely lost now, entirely at his mercy. He could do anything he wanted to her, and she was powerless to stop him. He liked that idea.

'' First, '' he said, `` I need to admit that I 've made a tiny mistake in all of this. '' She turned her grimace to reckon at him, mildly puzzled.

'' What mistake is that ? '' She asked through tears.

'' Oh, I forgot to undress you, '' he said matter-of-factly, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. He took his tongue and placed the blade inside the gash he made earlier. She felt the cold steel of the knife against her physical body and shivered at its skin senses. He then moved the knife rapidly and sliced her leggings further. He drew the knife down each leg, causing the fabric to return away. She could feel the tip of the sword, inhuman and stern, skin senses her skin as he cut away her leging. In a rather perverted twist, the knife 's touch on her pelt sent tingling sensation through her trunk. She shuddered as the tip caressed the bum of her leg, but dared not move for fear that she accidentally get cut.

Once her leging were sufficiently cut, he ripped them the remainder of the way off and pulled her skirt up over her hips, revealing her ass clad in blue lacing panties. His breathing grew impenetrable as he stared at her dish, but she could n't turn over her head far enough to see what was happening. She did listen a small serial of cracks, like the sound you hear when you crack your knuckles.

'' What are you going to do to me ? '' she asked, still somewhat tearful.

He said nothing, but she soon felt his hand grasp her buttock and turn over a good credit crunch. She let out a whine that was a mix of both veneration and rousing, which was something of a surprisal to her. Then, he pulled his hand away.

Suddenly, she felt his hand slap her cheek, leaving a prick mark that she felt all through her lower region. `` Ah ! '' she winced ; that fucking hurt ! Before she could say anything, however, another came in the same spot, and she clenched her buttocks together in pain.

He was clearly enjoying this. Every time his paw met the pelt of her ass, it jiggled and waved before coming to a stop. It was like watching mortal shake a plate of Jell-O ; it was mesmerizing. As he continued to spank her, he noticed the red fool he was leaving were in the exact form of his hand. She would carry this stain for at least a week, and he was turned on by that idea.

'' Do you get it on why I 'm doing this ? '' he asked through crying, punctuating the condemnation by a loud hell dust on the other butt brass. When the alone response he got was a stifled, `` oh, '' he continued. `` I 'm punishing you for taunting me. You see, I 've been watching you for weeks now, from that tree across the street. Get high enough and you can see everything. '' He pointed out the window, which she could barely see, and at the tree he had crawled down from earlier.

'' Yes, I 've seen everything. I watch you undress ... '' He smacked her ass again ; she continued to cry silently, though there was the occasional snuffle. `` I watch you fuck yourself. '' Another big H, this one a bit more pore near her pussy, which caused her to pant so suddenly that she nearly choked. `` I watch you get fucked by other men ! '' He spanked her again, this fourth dimension throwing in a little animus behind it. It hit her dead-center on her pussy, and she let out an nonvoluntary squeal of pleasure.

He noticed. He stopped momentarily, confused by what he had just heard. Then, as it dawned on him, a large grin crossed his boldness. `` You like this, do n't you ? '' he asked her. He came around to her face and knelt down to see into her eyes. They were red and puffy from where she had been crying, and her lips were slightly pouty. She was breathing heavily and her all body was shaking.

'' Answer me, he demanded. `` Do you like this ? '' She reluctantly nodded her headway. `` incorrect solution, '' he said, and laid a hand across her cheek.

She gasped loudly and cried out, `` delight ! kibosh ! ``

There it was. She was screaming now. He felt himself getting engorged already, but now was not the clock time. He walked back around to her backside and laid down another smacking. This clock time, she was quite vocal in her reception.

'' Ahh ! '' she screamed, thrashing her torso around but being especially mindful to perplex out her ass, making it a larger target area. `` Do n't ! arrest it ! ``

Another stinging sapidity !

'' Let me go ! Please, just let me go ! '' She waved her ass back and Forth River in his face.

SMACK !

'' I wo n't enjoin anybody you were here, just delight let me go ! ``

She felt the cold, unforgiving tip of the knife against her skin and froze as he dragged it gently down her spine. He buried the blade under the waistline of her step-in and gave a quick flick ; the pliable girdle was sliced, which she felt give around her shank. He then took the sleep by the hand and ripped them away, much like he had the leging. The only affair that remained were her violet blouse and her heels.

'' Oh no, '' she moaned. `` Please do n't hurt me ! I 'll be good ! '' she cried through more tears.
Another smack came, but this time he did n't pull his hand away. His handwriting came to rest on her et pussy, splashing her woman juice onto her legs and dripping some down to the bed sheets.

She went stiff as he dug a fingerbreadth into her pussy, and then two. Her center rolled into the back of her head as she lay there in silence.

'' Do you like that ? '' he asked.

'' No, '' she lied, but the feel of her voice betrayed her, and he caller her out on it.

'' liar, '' he said, pulling out his fingerbreadth and laying another smack on her pussy. A jolt of delight shot through her while the stinging continued. She could feel the wheal on her ass now, and was squirming again in her ropes.

'' Please do n't hurt me, '' she moaned. `` I 'll do whatever you say. '' She wiggled her ass again, pleading with him to put the digit back. He did, and they went abstruse inside her. She felt them trace her inside, tickling the spine wall of her vagina, and she squirmed in deep pleasance. While the fingerbreadth on the one handwriting were still inside her, his other hired hand laid down a few to a greater extent slap on her ass ; she felt herself stiffen up on his fingers, and she moaned again as he continued moving them around in a `` semen here '' motion.

'' No, quit, '' she cried tearfully. `` You should n't be doing this ; it 's wrong ! So wrong ... '' her interpreter trailed off as he pushed his finger deeper inside her, and she squeezed her muscles tightly around them.
Suddenly, he started moving his fingers quite aggressively inside her. They touch the spine wall of her pussycat and pushed against it, to which she began bucking back against his hand.

'' No, do n't do that ! '' she cried. He began moving his hand in and out, pounding her pussy with nothing but his finger. `` Oh, God, no ! block off it ! Stop ! ``

'' Yeah, do it ! dungeon scream, '' he ordered her. He pounded her cunt faster and harder, moving furiously against the walls of her pussy. She contracted tightly around his digit, but he still kept moving them. His fingers massaged the spongy part at the front man of her vagina, and she ant crazy.

'' No, blockade it ! Fucker ! Get you fucking fingers out of me right now ! Ahhh ! ``
He was rock hard now, and he wanted to dump his tool deep inside her. But there was one more thing he wanted to do. He removed his fingers and reached under the bed where he knew she kept her toy and pulled out a slightly oversized vibrator. He turned it on and placed the tip of it against her asshole ; she puckered and gasped in surprise.

'' Guess where this is going ? '' He spread her nerve wide and tiff on her asshole, lubing it up just enough to force the toy inside her.

'' Oh fuck ! Fuck ! '' she screamed out gimcrack as her whoreson stretched to withdraw the toy. `` No, take it out ! Now ! ``

Suddenly, his finger were back inside her, pounding away so hard that her insides soon felt like pulp. His ovolo rested against her clit, massaging it every time he pushed in. Her bulwark contracted again as he fingered her sloshed pussy and she was soon on the verge of cumming.

'' Fuck ... Fuck fuck fuck sleep together roll in the hay ! shag me ! '' Her body tensed and the inaugural orgasm came to her ! `` shtup ME ! FUCK ! AHHHH ! ``

In arcsecond, she had her second, third gear, fourth, fifth, sixth ! By the time the seventh rolled around, her vox had failed her and she was lay in silence. Her eyes rolled into the back of her drumhead and she shook steadily as wave after wafture of coming consumed her unhurt body. She had, quite literally, been fucked silly ! Only the sound of her breathing indicated that she was still alive.

He removed his fingers from her slit, which was so tight at this point that there was a wet `` pop '' as he removed them. The toy continued to buzz inside her ass, and he knew that now was the time.

He unbuttoned his pants and dropped them down to his knees, pulled himself onto the bed behind her, leveled his cock against her pussy, and tug himself into her.

Her twat was so tight around his cock, massaging all sides of it at once. And the vibrator in her ass added a whole new feeling to it. He moved in her slowly, wanting to savor every mo before he came himself.

She felt him enter her, but she was too exhausted to try to stop him ; she could barely move her own arms, not owing to the fact that she was still tied up. She felt his stopcock motion within her, rubbing up against the super sensitive front wall of her vagina, and she completely surrendered to him. She began rocking back and Forth against his cock, which stretched her close pussy out and pushed up on the back of her slit, near her cervix.

She could tell when he was about to cum because he started to pulse and move faster, almost with an importunity. He soon gave a final driving force, found himself balls deep inside her, and she felt his hot, sticky tinder eject from the tip of his pecker and come to lie deep inside her pussy.

He pulled out of her, cup dripping off the tip, and pulled his pants back on. She was breathing heavily, barely witting. `` Fucker, '' she wheezed. `` You came inside me. So a lot cum ... '' She began pushing it out, and soon felt it dribble down out of her hole.

He put his hand back on her pussy and rubbed it around, massaging his spunk into the tegument of her pussy before giving her button one last `` how-do-you-do. '' She squealed at the abbreviated tease.

'' How do you live with yourself ? '' she asked. `` Going around, taking reward of poor old Lady like me ? ``

'' I already told you. I 've never had to count to ten. '' He took the tongue and cut the Mexican valium tying her up. She relaxed her body as he gathered up his things. Just as he was about to leave the room, she asked him another question.

'' What 's the highest you 've ever had to calculate ? '' He stopped and turned back to her before answering.

'' One, '' he replied with a smile. `` I 've never had to go by one. '' And then, he was gone.

She lay in her bed alone for a retentive sentence before she realized the vibrator was still going in her ass. She pulled it out and shut it off. She rolled over on her bed, too release to go shower off. She closed her eyes to catch her breathing spell, and was out before she could count to ten .