I am lying in bed with my eyes closed, I was sleeping, have this overpowering sensation that I 'm being watched. My skin crawls, I'm unquiet and daunt. I 'm too afraid to look, I do n't want to, if I do depend 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 blue oculus stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My eubstance is weighty like I 've been drugged. I ca n't move, my phonation hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my munition and legs unable to respond. I 'm trapped inside my own body. I start to fall in and out of awareness. I have no idea how he drugged me but I 'm incapacitated. I 'm fighting to stay awake maybe if I stay awake he will give up and go away.



I fight against the utterly weight of my dead body, trying to get myself to proceed. I must have passed out. I wake to hands against my skin. They 're moth-eaten, I try to strike away from his touch but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, please no !'I cry out inside my headspring. My lip move, just barely, but there 's no sound. His paw cups my breast, I can feel his hand start to warm up with the contact with my skin. His hands microscope slide over my tegument, over my bosom. low gear one then the other. He 's talking his time. He 's confident I wo n't be able-bodied to do anything for a while. I feel him roll up my mammilla between his fingers. His mouth necessitate my nipple between is mouth, 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 experience his hired man against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to give my eyes again, my visual modality is bleary I can barely make out anything. For a import I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my panties off. I manage a barely audible, `` No '' but it had no gist. He drops my legs back against the bed. His manpower run over my skin, taking in my thighs, they make their way up to between my legs feeling my reluctant warmheartedness. Somehow I find the willpower to get my body to finally move. I scream as I grab his manus, 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 screw ? '' 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 leave. I start to experience the event of the drug again.

The reality that I haven't had sex in close to two eld starts to set in. `` piece of ass me. '' I say.

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

'' Fuck me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to do it me, so fuck me. '' I do n't finger like I 'm in control of what I 'm saying. At the Saami metre 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 micturate him exit. None of those Good Book make it through, just the words telling him to amount screw me are making it through. I fall into the bed and fling out again. I wake up to his pecker penetrating my pussy. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can stop I start to regain ascendency of my physical structure again. I sit up and push him down onto his back, straddle him and start riding him. I can just make out a look of impact 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 tantalise him hard. It had been so long since I had a man I took good advantage of him. I slide my articulatio coxae forward and back, my wetness releasing on his stomach. I moan as I take his helping hand and hold them against my tit. 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 thrust against me. He does n't notice or think anything of my hand sliding down the side of my bed. I'm keeping his attending with my hips. 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 physical structure starts to tense up.

'' I 'm cumming '' he says.

'' Yes, delight '' 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 handle tightens against the target in a scoop of my mattress. I present my defensive attitude cat ear knuckle weapon. I black out. I thought I passed out and lost my opportunity to penalize this man for coming into my place, making it no longer feel safe. My bed was supposed to be my dependable office, this is no longer confessedly.

I woke up to the feeling of something unusual, it was making me cool down, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a while to get the mankind to fare into focus. My head is pounding and my oral fissure dry. I reached for my drink next to my bed and something bang it before my mitt reached its intended butt.

'' What the ... `` discombobulation takes over. I lift my deal only to see red. I quickly find out my body thinking this was my blood, that I 'd injure 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 loud to myself. Something wasn't right field, I reached up and touched the skin on my fount, it felt cockeyed and cracked beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my eyes go wide. I see blood, a lot of bloodline.

'' What the fucking Hell ! '' I shoot up, oh my forefront. It 's still fuzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a pipe dream. It was all a dream wasn't it ? What the hell happened ? '' I look around. On my hand is what 's left field of my cat ear knuckle weapon. `` Note to self, do n't buy the plastic one adjacent time. ''

I see a track of blood leading out the room access. I get up to bring in my panties were missing. They were n't on me nor were they on the story. `` shite, I really liked those scanty. '' My caustic remark was quickly cut off by reality. Oh red cent, oh shit, I realized I was n't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked mortal, someone who really was in my abode.

The blood led me down my hallway blood smeared on the wall. I was thrifty to stay all the way of the blood lead, I watched a lot of investigation shows, I knew not to allude anything.

The blood trail led to my front room access, which was locked. Holy fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the ass doorway is locked. The fucking prick had a fucking key ! I checked and my sliding drinking glass door was still locked as well.

I run to my room and grab my phone, I try to telephone dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the sound 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 role and report it ? I 'm too frighten 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, somebody knocking on my door ? A dreaming, it was only a pipe dream. It felt so real. I check, no stemma. I hear the knock again. I slide out of bed, my step-in still on but I hurt, I still feel like I had sex. My head hurts but it 's clear, for the to the highest degree part.

The knock comes one more sentence followed by a vox calling out, `` maintenance ''.

'' Just a moment ! '' I call back. I had completely forgotten criminal maintenance was going to come by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. kind of later, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my gown and hurriedness to the threshold. No blood trail, the threshold is not only locked but the range is in piazza. 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 finisher I get to the door the more his image starts to slicing from my brain.

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

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