I am lying in bed with my eyes closed, I was sleeping, have this overmaster sensation that I 'm being watched. My skin crawls, I'm uneasy and scared. I 'm too afraid to depend, I do n't want to, if I do look there might be someone there. I'm so afraid to open my heart, ‘ Please do n't be there."I say to myself. I yield and finally have to check, he 's there, standing over me, his grim eyes stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My body is weighed down like I 've been drugged. I ca n't move, my voice hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my implements of war and legs unable to react. I 'm pin down inside my own body. I start to fall in and out of consciousness. I have no idea how he drugged me but I 'm lost. I 'm fighting to appease awake maybe if I stay awake he will give up and go away.



I fight against the dead weight of my body, trying to get myself to affect. I must give birth passed out. I wake to hands against my skin. They 're dusty, I try to move away from his touch but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, please no !'I cry out inside my drumhead. My back talk move, just barely, but there 's no audio. His mitt cup my breast, I can feel his deal start to warm up up with the contact with my skin. His manus sliding board over my skin, over my bosom. First one then the former. He 's talking his time. He 's sure-footed I wo n't be able to do anything for a spell. I feel him roll my nipple between his fingerbreadth. His sassing take my nipple between is back talk, he moves his tongue around the areola. He holds my mammilla between his teeth flicking the tip with his tongue. I lose consciousness again. I 'm not sure how much time passed but I no longer finger his script against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to open my eyes again, my vision is blurry I can barely take a shit out anything. For a minute I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my panties off. I manage a barely hearable, `` No '' but it had no effect. He drops my legs back against the bed. His hands run over my pelt, taking in my thigh, they make their way up to between my legs feeling my loath warmth. Somehow I find the self-possession to get my body to finally move. I scream as I grab his hand, stopping it just short of entering me. I 'm still heavily drugged but manage to holler at him to get the piece of tail out.

He 's absolutely storm, `` What the screwing ? '' I manage to sit up, he 's in total shock, I should n't be conscious let alone moving. He backs up and goes to go out. I start to feel the event of the drug again.

The world that I haven't had sex in close to two age starts to set in. `` Fuck me. '' I say.

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

'' roll in the hay me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to fuck me, so make love me. '' I do n't feel like I 'm in command of what I 'm saying. At the same time I 'm sitting here telling this raper to do back and fuck me.

I 'm trying to will myself, crying out, wanting, begging myself to fight and make him leave. None of those wrangle make it through, just the words telling him to come up screw me are making it through. I fall into the bed and pass out again. I wake up to his cock penetrating my pussycat. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can finish I start to regain control of my body again. I sit up and advertise him down onto his backrest, straddle him and pop out riding him. I can just make out a look of electric 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 oceanic abyss and ride him hard. It had been so long since I had a man I took full advantage of him. I slide my pelvic arch forward and back, my wetness releasing on his abdominal cavity. I moan as I take his bridge player and hold them against my breasts. I only start to shake my articulatio coxae 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 pegleg around him and we roll over. He's back to being on top. He continues to pierce against me. He does n't notice or think anything of my hand sliding down the slope of my bed. I'm keeping his attention with my hips. My hired hand finds what I was looking for. I wait, it wo n't be long now. I feel him grow inside me again, his breathing space quickens and his body starts to tense 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 consequence he forgot he was about to cum.

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

I woke up to the feeling of something strange, it was making me cool, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a spell to get the universe to fare into focus. My oral sex is pounding and my mouth dry. I reached for my drink next to my bed and something hits it before my hired man reached its intended butt.

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

‘ Wait'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 roll in the hay '' I say out loud to myself. Something wasn't right, I reached up and touched the skin on my cheek, it felt wet and snap beneath my digit as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my eyes go wide. I see profligate, a lot of blood.

'' What the shag underworld ! '' I shoot up, oh my head. It 's still fuzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a dreaming. It was all a dream wasn't it ? What the the pits happened ? '' I look around. On my bridge player is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle weapon. `` billet to self, do n't buy the plastic one next clip. ''

I see a trail of blood line leading out the threshold. I get up to realize my scanty were missing. They were n't on me nor were they on the floor. `` Crap, I really liked those panties. '' My sarcasm was quickly cut off by realness. Oh shit, oh shit, I realized I was n't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked someone, someone who really was in my home.

The blood led me down my hall rip smeared on the rampart. I was heedful to stick around clear of the bloodline lead, I watched a lot of investigation shows, I knew not to touch anything.

The roue trail led to my front door, which was locked. holy place fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the roll in the hay door is locked. The fucking prick had a fucking key ! I checked and my sliding spyglass door was still locked as well.

I run to my way and seize my phone, I try to dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the phone is n't working, somehow I get soul on the line of merchandise 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 pit to go outside but I 'm not even safe in my home. I try dialing for the police again. Why can't I get through, why won't anyone listen ?

I hear a noise, it startles me, I jerk awake, individual knocking on my door ? A dreaming, it was only a dreaming. It felt so material. I check, no blood. 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 most part.

The knock comes one more time followed by a voice calling out, `` Maintenance ''.

'' Just a moment ! '' I call back. I had completely forgotten maintenance was going to arrive by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. form of late, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my robe and rush to the door. No blood trail, the door is not only locked but the concatenation is in place. I shrug it off, thank god it was just a ambition. ‘ Weird though about the man.'I thought since I had never seen him before. The closer I get to the door the Sir Thomas More his image starts to fades from my intellect.

I open the room access and there he was, standing there, the man from my ambition. The man who had a key to my apartment, one of the sustainment guys, one I 'd never seen before today, he was new and just started, today was his starting time day.

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