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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This fantasy of mine starts with me at home working away on my laptop.It's quite dark outside and it's getting late and I'm starting to fall asleep so I decide to turn in for the night.
I'm just turning off the Laptop when I hear a sound coming from the back-door, At first I assume its the wind or such, but something makes me get up off the sofa and investigate. I'm just turning on the lights when thud, i'm struck quite hard across the head and I fall in an instant to the floor.
As I start to slip into unconsciousness I see an outline of a figure dressed in black holding something in their right hand. That's all I get before I pass out.When I awake I'm suddenly aware that i'm no longer in the front room but laid on the bed. Something else strange is that the bed sheets have been changed, the nice black silk sheets that are saved for Special occasions has been put on the bed, and even more stranger, the room is not lit by the ceiling light or side-lamp but by rows of candles dotted all over the place, on the window ledge, the sideboard, my bookcase, and even on the floor.
I look around and at first think the room is empty and so try to make my escape but realise all too quickly that my hands are held down to the bedposts.. Red Lace and silk neck scarves, tied so tight that I can hardly feel sensation in my hands. My feet are also in the same predicament though these are a little looser allowing for movement of my body. I try what must be 5-10 minutes to write around and break free of my chains.It's only having struggled and struggled I suddenly become aware of the one corner of the room shaded from the light and realise my mysterious assailant has been sat there watching me the whole time...I start by calling this bastard every name under the sun as I write unsuccessfully to break free. He sits and watches in silence mocking me and enjoying every minute of my agony..the bastard.
Soon my screams of anger and abuse fall into cries of fear for what he might do to me, helpless and alone here, unable to defend myself.He rises out of the chair and walks over to me, I struggle and scream and try to lash out with my knees, my elbows, I spit..anything to keep the bastard at bay. He pulls something from behind his back, I yell but quickly he is on me and before I have a chance to act, I find a sock stuffed into my mouth and darkness as Some sort of balaclava/cowl is placed over my head. This is agony, I can not see, All I can smell is the scent of roses coming from the candles, I cannot feel anything now in my fingers, The sock in my mouth tastes of a faint aroma of some spirit, though I know not what...i am at his mercy.
I shake my head my arms, my legs try try to break free....nothingI feel his hands on my chest, then hear the cutting sound of scissors, and suddenly I feel cool air on my chest as I realise he must have cut open my top to reveal my bare naked chest. OMG!!!!!!! I struggle more, only to feel another aching pain in the side of my head as i am hit once more...."Please don't hurt me, take whatever you want" I cry...now sobbing.now I FEEL the coldness of those scissors again, first up one leg of my Jeans, then the other, snip snip. As those scissors get closer to my genitals, I can't contain my thoughts and begin to scream though it sounds nothing more than a loud muffle as the sock takes effect.What is he going to do to me the sick fucker........I'm starting to feel a little delirious as I realise that its Absinthe that the sock must be soaked in, no wonder it smelt so powerful of alcohol...I struggle more to break free and somehow..somehow, the hood shifts a little and I can just catch a glimpse by looking down my face at what his happening.
My Assailant now has taken the scissors and his snipping away his own trousers, cutting away near the groin...WTF is he doing....by this point My body is pretty much exposed.Then he turns and I see he has a bottle in his hand, baby oil, which he then pours out over my groin...OH NO I cry.....I feel his hands grip me tightly and he begins....I try to think unhappy thoughts and put what is happening out of my mind...But knowing only too well what he means to do to me..no Matter what I try to do, he has me ready within a short space of time and then i see him squat down over me and I then I feel him pushing down, pressing down on me as my cock goes up his ass.....I cannot take this, I scream with my entire body, I try to write and project him off me...the fucking bastard, I'm going to kill him If i ever get out of this...It's no use, my struggling only seem to spur him on has he slides me in and out of him...I feel sick, I want to die..I can't take this.....meanwhile, he continues to abuse me more and rides me harder and faster and I scream and shout and Occasionally he will turn and strike out at me which hurts like hell, and eventually I become numb And I begin to pass out .......
I don't know how long it had been since i lost consciousness, not very long, he pours water over my face to wake me up.Whilst I regain my senses, I realise that the room as got a little darker as the candles begin to die down, and that whatever had been placed over my head was no removed. The Intruder is still in the room.Now he is again working my Cock until its again hard and I can't believe that I must once more suffer this torture, but as He again sits down on me, I suddenly feel a different sensation, he is warm....and wet..and I immediately become immensely aroused, its at this time His hand reaches behind him, grabs my right hand and pulls it towards his chest...
.....where awaits a nice warm and inviting breast... Suddenly I feel aroused more, and relief as I realise that this is a woman, she lifts herself up and turns and then straddles me again, this time my hand firmly under her top on her left breast...Long hair I see now covering her face, in this light it looks almost auburn, she now speaks and tells me to rip her vest and I realise that neither my hands or my feet are now tied and I am free to move...she lowers herself down to me and with her hand forces her breast into my mouth and tells me to suck it hard...her other hand then puts my free hand on the base of her back and She shouts me to scratch hard.As i listen to her commands and suck her nipple hard, and scratch my nails deeply down her lower back, she rides me more vigorously and I can feel my orgasm welling up inside me...she feel my twitches and immediately changes pace...still unrelenting in letting me off her nipple or or her back...she writhes in my groin until she suddenly grabs my head and pulls me in tightly, and I feel her heand claw my back her Muscles squeeze my manhood tightly and she screams out loud as her orgasm hits her.
Still unrelenting in pounding my groing she continues to ride me and her wave of pleasure as I sense she is reaching perhaps her seond or third mutliple climax and then she Releases her grip and I can't help but explode with my desires with her.Afterwards she lays nestled in my arms, as though we had been lovers for years, I do not know what to say but I feel secure and safe now in my mysterious lovers arms....and Drift into a peaceful sleep.I awake the next morning..alone in my room, a single candle still flickering by the window wondering if what happened was real, then I see a silk scarf laid on the pillow and I feel the scratches on my back as i turn to touch it.I lay there and I smile and then drift back off to sleep, to perhaps dream more.. |
