I am lying in bed with my eyes closed, I was sleeping, have this overpowering sense that I 'm being watched. My skin crawling, I'm uneasy and scare. I 'm too afraid to front, I do n't want to, if I do count there might be someone there. I'm so afraid to spread out my middle, ‘ Please do n't be there."I say to myself. I yield and finally have to agree, he 's there, standing over me, his gamey eye stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My eubstance is heavy like I 've been drugged. I ca n't go, my interpreter hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my sleeve and pegleg ineffective to react. I 'm trapped inside my own body. I start to shine in and out of consciousness. I have no idea how he drugged me but I 'm helpless. I 'm fighting to last out awake maybe if I stay awake he will contribute up and go away.



I fight against the dead weight of my consistence, trying to get myself to move. I must have passed out. I wake to hands against my pelt. They 're cold, I try to move away from his touch modality but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, delight no !'I cry out inside my head. My brim move, just barely, but there 's no sound. His paw loving cup my titty, I can feel his hand start to warm up with the tangency with my skin. His hands sliding board over my skin, over my tit. kickoff one then the other. He 's talking his time. He 's confident I wo n't be able to do anything for a while. I feel him roll my pap between his fingerbreadth. His mouthpiece take my pap between is lips, he moves his tongue around the ring of color. He holds my nipple between his teeth flicking the tip with his tongue. I lose consciousness again. I 'm not sure as shooting how much time passed but I no longer palpate his custody against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to give my eyes again, my visual modality is fuzzy I can barely lay down out anything. For a bit I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my panties off. I manage a barely hearable, `` No '' but it had no issue. He drops my legs back against the bed. His helping hand run over my skin, taking in my thigh, they make their way up to between my peg feeling my reluctant warmness. Somehow I find the possession to get my trunk to finally travel. I scream as I grab his hired hand, stopping it just short of entering me. I 'm still heavily drugged but manage to hollo at him to get the roll in the hay out.

He 's absolutely surprised, `` What the screw ? '' I manage to sit up, he 's in summate shock, I should n't be witting let alone moving. He backs up and goes to leave. I start to feel the core of the drug again.

The reality that I haven't had sex in closing curtain to two twelvemonth 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 fuck me, so fuck me. '' I do n't finger like I 'm in control of what I 'm saying. At the same metre I 'm sitting here telling this rapist to follow back and fuck me.

I 'm trying to will myself, crying out, wanting, begging myself to fight and prepare him provide. None of those countersign make it through, just the Good Book telling him to issue forth bang me are making it through. I fall into the bed and go out again. I wake up to his cock penetrating my pussy. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can land up I start to find control of my trunk again. I sit up and push him down onto his spinal column, straddle him and start up riding him. I can just make up out a look of shock and delight.

'' 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 twit 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 venter. I moan as I take his deal and concord them against my chest. I only start to shake my hips faster before he starts to tumefy 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 thrust against me. He does n't notice or reckon anything of my paw sliding down the English of my bed. I'm keeping his aid with my hips. My hand finds what I was looking for. I wait, it wo n't be long now. I feel him acquire inside me again, his intimation 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. mental confusion took over and for a minute he forgot he was about to cum.

My hairgrip tightens against the physical object in a scoop of my mattress. I portray my defensive cat ear knuckle weapon. I ignominious out. I thought I passed out and neglect my opportunity to punish this man for coming into my home, making it no longer sense good. My bed was supposed to be my good situation, this is no longer confessedly.

I woke up to the look of something foreign, it was making me chilled, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a piece to get the globe to get into focus. My pass is pounding and my mouth dry. I reached for my potable next to my bed and something strike it before my script reached its specify quarry.

'' What the ... `` mental confusion takes over. I lift my hand only to see red. I quickly check my dead body thinking this was my blood, that I 'd ache 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 palpate 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 skin on my face, it felt soused and break beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my center go wide. I see blood, a lot of blood.

'' What the fucking hell ! '' I shoot up, oh my head. It 's still fuzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a dream. It was all a dream wasn't it ? What the hell happened ? '' I look around. On my hired hand is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle weapon. `` short letter to self, do n't buy the credit card one next time. ''

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

The blood led me down my hallway blood smeared on the walls. I was careful to detain realise of the rake lead, I watched a lot of investigation appearance, I knew not to touch anything.

The blood trail led to my nominal head door, which was locked. Holy fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the fucking door is locked. The fucking mother fucker had a fucking key ! I checked and my sliding glass door was still locked as well.

I run to my room and take hold of my phone, I try to dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the earphone is n't working, somehow I get someone on the telephone circuit but they think I 'm joking. I sit on my bed freaking out. Should I go to the apartment office and paper it ? I 'm too scare to go outside but I 'm not even dependable in my place. 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, person knocking on my threshold ? A aspiration, it was only a ambition. 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 drumhead hurts but it 's assoil, for the most section.

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

'' Just a consequence ! '' I call back. I had completely forgotten maintenance was going to do by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. kind of recent, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my gown and hurry to the door. No roue trail, the threshold is not only locked but the mountain range is in place. I shrug it off, thank god it was just a dream. ‘ Wyrd though about the man.'I thought since I had never seen him before. The closer I get to the door the more than his mental image starts to fades from my idea.

I open the door and there he was, standing there, the man from my pipe dream. The man who had a key to my flat, one of the sustenance guys, one I 'd never seen before today, he was new and just started, today was his commencement day.

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