I am lying in bed with my middle closed, I was sleeping, have this overcome genius that I 'm being watched. My pelt crawls, I'm uneasy and scared. I 'm too afraid to look, I do n't want to, if I do look 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 check, he 's there, standing over me, his bluing eyes stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My organic structure is heavy like I 've been drugged. I ca n't move, my voice hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my arms and legs unable to react. I 'm trapped inside my own body. I start to fall in and out of cognizance. I have no approximation how he drugged me but I 'm helpless. I 'm fighting to stay awake maybe if I stay awake he will give up and go away.



I fight against the dead weight of my dead body, trying to get myself to move. I must have passed out. I wake to hands against my hide. They 're inhuman, I try to move away from his touch but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, please no !'I cry out inside my head. My lips move, just barely, but there 's no sound. His deal cups my breast, I can feel his paw start to warm up with the middleman with my pelt. His hands slide over my skin, over my breast. First one then the early. He 's talking his time. He 's convinced I wo n't be able to do anything for a while. I feel him wave my mammilla between his digit. His sassing take my nipple between is sassing, he moves his tongue around the areola. He holds my nipple between his dentition flicking the tip with his glossa. I lose consciousness again. I 'm not sure how a lot time passed but I no longer finger his manpower against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to open my center again, my sight is blurry I can barely make out anything. For a moment I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my panty off. I manage a barely audible, `` No '' but it had no gist. He drops my legs back against the bed. His bridge player run over my hide, taking in my thigh, they make their way up to between my wooden leg feeling my reluctant heat. Somehow I find the willpower to get my soundbox 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 call at him to get the fuck out.

He 's absolutely surprised, `` What the shtup ? '' I manage to sit up, he 's in number shock, I should n't be conscious let alone moving. He backs up and goes to bequeath. I start to feel the effects of the drug again.

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

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

'' Fuck me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to sleep with me, so have a go at it me. '' I do n't feel like I 'm in dominance of what I 'm saying. At the Saame time I 'm sitting here telling this raper to come back and fuck me.

I 'm trying to will myself, crying out, wanting, begging myself to fight and clear him go forth. None of those words make it through, just the countersign telling him to issue forth screw me are making it through. I fall into the bed and toss out again. I wake up to his cock penetrating my slit. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can finish up I start to regain controller of my trunk again. I sit up and push him down onto his backbone, straddle him and start riding him. I can just piddle out a facial expression of jolt and joy.

'' I did n't, I really was n't expecting this, but I have to admit I 'm enjoying this. '' he says. I sit trench and ride him hard. It had been so long since I had a man I took full vantage of him. I slide my coxa forward and back, my wetness releasing on his venter. I moan as I take his helping hand and hold them against my breast. I only start to rock my hips faster before he starts to puff up 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 wooden leg around him and we roll over. He's back to being on top. He continues to thrust against me. He does n't comment or think anything of my paw sliding down the side 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 grow inside me again, his breath quickens and his body starts to strain 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 moment 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 overlook my opportunity to punish this man for coming into my dwelling house, making it no longer feel rubber. My bed was supposed to be my safety place, this is no longer true.

I woke up to the feeling of something strange, it was making me chilled, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a piece to get the world to follow into focussing. My head is pounding and my mouth dry. I reached for my deglutition next to my bed and something smash it before my hand reached its intended target.

'' What the ... `` discombobulation takes over. I lift my helping hand only to see red. I quickly hold back my trunk 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 fuck '' I say out tawdry to myself. Something wasn't right, I reached up and touched the peel on my face, it felt cockeyed and nuts beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my eyes go wide-eyed. I see blood, a lot of line of descent.

'' What the nookie hell ! '' I shoot up, oh my head. It 's still blurred, throbbing. `` It was just a dream. It was all a dream wasn't it ? What the hell happened ? '' I look around. On my hand is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle weapon system. `` short letter to self, do n't buy the plastic one adjacent metre. ''

I see a track of roue leading out the room access. I get up to realize my panties were missing. They were n't on me nor were they on the level. `` bull, I really liked those panties. '' My satire was quickly cut off by reality. Oh squat, oh son of a bitch, I realized I was n't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked individual, someone who really was in my home.

The rip led me down my hall stemma smeared on the bulwark. I was careful to stick around bring in of the descent lead, I watched a lot of probe show, I knew not to advert anything.

The ancestry track led to my battlefront room access, which was locked. Holy fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the fucking door is locked. The fucking bastard had a know key ! I checked and my sliding glass threshold was still locked as well.

I run to my room and grab my speech sound, I try to telephone dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the speech sound is n't working, somehow I get someone on the cable but they think I 'm joking. I sit on my bed freaking out. Should I go to the apartment office and written report it ? I 'm too scared to go outside but I 'm not even rubber in my house. I try dialing for the police again. Why can't I get through, why won't anyone listen ?

I hear a randomness, it startles me, I jerk awake, someone knocking on my threshold ? A ambition, it was only a dreaming. It felt so real. 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 near role.

The knock comes one more clip followed by a spokesperson calling out, `` Maintenance ''.

'' Just a instant ! '' I call back. I had completely forgotten care was going to come by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. form of later, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my robe and hurry to the doorway. No blood track, the door is not only locked but the chain is in place. I shrug it off, thank god it was just a pipe dream. ‘ Weird 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 fade from my mind.

I open the door and there he was, standing there, the man from my dreaming. The man who had a key to my apartment, one of the maintenance guy wire, 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 woolgather about someone you 've never seen before and until today I would have accepted that as true up .