I am lying in bed with my eyes closed, I was sleeping, have this overwhelming ace that I 'm being watched. My skin creep, I'm uneasy and scar. I 'm too afraid to look, I do n't desire to, if I do search there might be someone there. I'm so afraid to give my eyes, ‘ Please do n't be there."I say to myself. I yield and finally take in to check, he 's there, standing over me, his puritanical eyes stare, emotionless, cold like ice. My body is heavy like I 've been drugged. I ca n't move, my vox hoarse, I ca n't cry out, my weapon system and legs unable to react. I 'm snare inside my own body. I start to come in and out of knowingness. I have no melodic theme 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 drained weighting of my body, trying to get myself to move. I must receive passed out. I wake to handwriting against my tegument. They 're inhuman, I try to travel away from his touch but I ca n't. ‘ Oh god, please no !'I cry out inside my heading. My lips move, just barely, but there 's no audio. His hired hand cups my breast, I can palpate his manus offset to warm up with the contact lens with my skin. His hired hand slide over my skin, over my chest. low gear one then the other. He 's talking his prison term. He 's sure-footed I wo n't be able-bodied to do anything for a while. I feel him roll my teat between his fingerbreadth. His rima oris remove my nipple between is lips, he moves his tongue around the areola. He holds my nipple between his teeth flicking the tip with his lingua. I lose consciousness again. I 'm not sure how much time passed but I no longer feel his hands against me. Has he gone ?

I fight to open my centre again, my vision is blurred 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 impression. He drops my peg back against the bed. His hands run over my pelt, taking in my thighs, they make their way up to between my peg feeling my loath warmth. Somehow I find the self-possession to get my physical structure 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 yell at him to get the fucking out.

He 's absolutely surprised, `` What the fucking ? '' I manage to sit up, he 's in total electrical shock, I should n't be conscious let alone moving. He backs up and goes to leave. I start to sense the effects of the drug again.

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

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

'' Fuck me ! '' I slur, `` You came here to make out me, so fuck me. '' I do n't feel like I 'm in control condition of what I 'm saying. At the like 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 defend and induce him leave. None of those words make it through, just the words telling him to come screw me are making it through. I fall into the bed and straits out again. I wake up to his tool penetrating my pussy. He 's thrusting into me. Before he can stop I start to regain control of my consistency again. I sit up and agitate him down onto his rachis, straddle him and start 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 abstruse and ride him hard. It had been so long since I had a man I took full advantage of him. I slide my hips forward and back, my wetness releasing on his abdomen. I moan as I take his hands and hold back them against my knocker. I only start to rock 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 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 note or think anything of my hand sliding down the position of my bed. I'm keeping his care with my pelvic girdle. My hand finds what I was looking for. I wait, it wo n't be long now. I feel him rise inside me again, his breather quickens and his body starts to tense up 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. discombobulation took over and for a import he forgot he was about to cum.

My grip tightens against the aim in a pocket of my mattress. I deliver my justificatory cat ear knuckle arm. I inglorious out. I thought I passed out and missed my opportunity to punish this man for coming into my home plate, making it no longer feel safety. My bed was supposed to be my safe piazza, this is no longer avowedly.

I woke up to the feeling of something unknown, it was making me chilled, it was wet, it felt almost slimy. It took me a while to get the humankind to come in into direction. My head is pounding and my mouth dry. I reached for my drink next to my bed and something hits it before my hand reached its destine butt.

'' What the ... `` mental confusion takes over. I lift my hired man only to see red. I quickly agree my body thinking this was my descent, that I 'd offend myself somehow. Then I remember that man.

‘ waiting'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 ass '' I say out gaudy to myself. Something wasn't right field, I reached up and touched the skin on my face, it felt closely and cracked beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my heart go encompassing. I see line of descent, a lot of descent.

'' What the fucking netherworld ! '' I shoot up, oh my head. It 's still muzzy, throbbing. `` It was just a dream. It was all a aspiration wasn't it ? What the hell happened ? '' I look around. On my deal is what 's left of my cat ear knuckle weapon. `` Note to self, do n't buy the plastic one following fourth dimension. ''

I see a trail of blood leading out the doorway. I get up to realize my scanty were missing. They were n't on me nor were they on the flooring. `` Crap, I really liked those panties. '' My caustic remark was quickly cut off by reality. Oh shit, oh horseshit, I realized I was n't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked someone, person who really was in my base.

The blood led me down my hallway blood smeared on the paries. I was careful to delay light up of the pedigree lead, I watched a lot of investigation shows, I knew not to touch anything.

The blood lead led to my front door, which was locked. Holy fuck, I realized, it 's locked, the piece of tail room access is locked. The fucking cocksucker had a bloody key ! I checked and my sliding glass door was still locked as well.

I run to my way and snap up my phone, I try to telephone dial 9-1-1 but I ca n't, the phone is n't working, somehow I get someone on the argument 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 scared to go outside but I 'm not even safety in my home. I try dialing for the police again. Why can't I get through, why won't anyone listen ?

I hear a interference, it startles me, I jerk awake, someone knocking on my door ? A dream, it was only a dream. It felt so rattling. I check, no pedigree. 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 virtually constituent.

The knock comes one more time followed by a vocalisation calling out, `` care ''.

'' 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 door. No lineage trail, the door is not only locked but the range 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 disappearance from my mind.

I open the room access and there he was, standing there, the man from my dream. The man who had a key to my flat, one of the maintenance guys, 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 dream about someone you 've never seen before and until today I would take in accepted that as genuine .