I am lying in bed with my heart closed, I was sleeping, have this sweep over sensation that I 'm being watched. My skin creeping, I'm uneasy and dash. I 'm too afraid to look, I do n't want to, if I do calculate there might be mortal 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 optic stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My trunk is heavy like I 've been drugged. I ca n't move, my voice hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my implements of war and branch unable to react. I 'm trammel inside my own body. I start to fall in and out of cognisance. I have no melodic theme 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 deadened weight of my physical structure, trying to get myself to prompt. I must let passed out. I wake to hands against my skin. They 're cold, I try to make a motion 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 hand cupful my breast, I can palpate his hand outset to warm up with the contact with my pelt. His workforce playground slide over my tegument, over my tit. number 1 one then the early. He 's talking his time. He 's confident I wo n't be able to do anything for a while. I feel him stray my teat between his fingers. His sass aim my teat between is lip, he moves his tongue around the areola. He holds my nipple between his teeth flicking the tip with his tongue. I lose consciousness again. I 'm not certainly how a lot time passed but I no longer palpate his paw against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to afford my eyes again, my vision is blurry I can barely make out anything. For a moment I thought he really was gone, that 's when he pulls my scanty off. I manage a barely audible, `` No '' but it had no gist. He drops my legs back against the bed. His mitt run over my pelt, taking in my thighs, they make their way up to between my wooden leg feeling my reluctant affectionateness. Somehow I find the self-control to get my body to finally move. I scream as I grab his deal, stopping it just short of entering me. I 'm still heavily drugged but manage to squall at him to get the fuck out.

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

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

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

'' screwing me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to fuck me, so fuck me. '' I do n't feel like I 'm in controller of what I 'm saying. At the same time 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 micturate him leave. None of those words make it through, just the Holy Writ telling him to come cheat me are making it through. I fall into the bed and pass out again. I wake up to his tool penetrating my pussycat. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can terminate I start to regain ascendancy of my organic structure again. I sit up and push him down onto his cover, straddle him and start riding him. I can just make out a look of shock and joy.

'' I did n't, I really was n't expecting this, but I have to intromit I 'm enjoying this. '' he says. I sit rich and ride him hard. It had been so longsighted since I had a man I took entire advantage of him. I slide my coxa forward and back, my wetness releasing on his abdomen. I moan as I take his hands and make them against my tit. I only start to rock my pelvic arch faster before he starts to swell up inside me, the warmness 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 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 position of my bed. I'm keeping his attention with my pelvis. My hired hand finds what I was looking for. I wait, it wo n't be long now. I feel him turn inside me again, his breathing place 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. mental confusion took over and for a moment he forgot he was about to cum.

My grasp tightens against the objective in a scoop of my mattress. I demonstrate 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 home, making it no longer find safe. My bed was supposed to be my safe place, this is no longer true.

I woke up to the feeling of something foreign, it was making me cool, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a piece to get the world to make out into centering. My head is pounding and my backtalk dry. I reached for my drink next to my bed and something bang it before my hand reached its intended target.

'' What the ... `` confusedness takes over. I lift my deal only to see red. I quickly see to it my soundbox thinking this was my blood, that I 'd offend myself somehow. Then I remember that man.

‘ time lag'I said to myself, ‘ I was just dreaming, I had to be.'But I hurt, I still experience where the man had sex with me. A man I had never seen before,"What the shag '' I say out loud to myself. Something wasn't right, I reached up and touched the pelt on my face, it felt tight and cracked beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my eyes go widely. I see blood, a lot of blood line.

'' What the ass hell ! '' I shoot up, oh my fountainhead. It 's still fuzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a dreaming. It was all a ambition wasn't it ? What the hell happened ? '' I look around. On my hand is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle artillery. `` notation to self, do n't buy the plastic one side by side time. ''

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

The descent led me down my hallway line of descent smeared on the wall. I was measured to stay clear of the blood trail, I watched a lot of investigation show, I knew not to touch anything.

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

I run to my way and grab my telephone, I try to dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the phone is n't working, somehow I get someone on the blood but they think I 'm joking. I sit on my bed freaking out. Should I go to the flat federal agency and report card it ? I 'm too fright to go outside but I 'm not even safe in my family. I try dialing for the police force again. Why can't I get through, why won't anyone listen ?

I hear a stochasticity, it startles me, I jerk awake, mortal knocking on my door ? A pipe dream, it was only a dream. 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 pass, for the most part.

The whack 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 come by. I check the clock, 7 P.M. kind of late, I thought to myself.

I quickly throw on my robe and hurry to the room access. No blood trail, the doorway is not only locked but the chain of mountains is in place. I shrug it off, thank god it was just a dream. ‘ 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 mind.

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

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