Home invasion [MMF, CNC]

I arrived at their house around 2am. I found the key under the doormat where I knew they kept a copy, and let myself in silently. Once inside I listened, and hearing no sound of movement took a moment to take my balaclava out of my bag and put it on. I then tiptoed about the house, looking for their bedroom.

I found it and paused. The silence inside was too quiet. I didn’t hear the deep breathing of a couple sound asleep. Instead I heard nothing. Almost like the people inside weren’t breathing at all. Had I woken them? Were they still awake?

I tried the door and my suspicions were immediately confirmed when my turning of the handle was met with a woman’s shriek. Time for plan b. I flung the door open, flipped the light on, and pointed my gun at the terrified pyjamad couple in the double bed before me.

The gun was a replica, not only was it not loaded but there was not even a chamber to load. But it was a delightfully realistic looking replica – almost indistinguishable from the real thing, particularly at a distance. “If you don’t shut her up immediately she dies” I growled at the man as he desperately tried to calm and reassure her before ultimately panicking and placing his hand firmly over her screaming mouth.

I pulled a ball gag out of my bag and threw it to her. “Put this on her or she dies” I said again. She’d stopped screaming and was now sobbing, but at this she started to shake her head and sob “no, no”. “Darling, darling, please, we have to” her husband was urgently whispering to her.

“I didn’t say talk” I said. “Talk again and she dies, and you have until I count to ten to get that on or she dies. One…”

That did the trick. He was terrified into silence, she was streaming with tears, but he put the gag on her and attached it firmly.

“I want to be very clear about what is going to happen here” I said, my tone deliberately calm and measured, my words delivered directly to the man for maximum effect. “I am going to rape your wife.” She screamed into her ballgag. “You are going to help me rape your wife. You are going to be complicit in your wife’s rape. You are going to do everything I ask immediately and without hesitation and you are not going to speak a single word. Then when I’ve finished I may or may not kill her, I haven’t decided yet. Of course if I do you will have helped me rape and murder your wife. But you’re going to do everything you can to help me, regardless, in the hope that that will persuade me to spare her, even though I never said it would”.

He looked catatonic, his eyes just stared off into the middle distance, but he nodded his understanding without my asking. She meanwhile had collapsed into floods of tears. He went to give her a hug, and opened his mouth to offer some words of affection or reassurance, but pulled away and lapsed into silence when I gave him a firm shake of the head.

“First get up” I said to him.

He got out of the bed uneasily and stood beside it. He was a good six inches shorter than me and much less heavily built. I almost thought about discarding the gun and beating him into submission, but I was quite enjoying that he had given me all the power without the slightest struggle.

“I want to make sure you’re not hiding anything, get naked” I said.

He took of his pyjamas in resigned fashion. His body was the body of a small, sacred, defeated man, apart from one thing. Whatever his conscious mind was going through, and it seemed to be like a rabbit caught in headlights, some part of him was clearly getting off on this, and he had quite the erection.

I made a point of pointing this out to his wife: “it looks like your husband is looking forward to your rape”. He started to stammer and shake his head furiously. “Shut up”, I interrupted him. “You do what I say or I kill her, remember? Did I say talk?” He lapsed into catatonic silence, a tear ran down his cheek. It brought out the cruellest part of me.

I walked slowly towards him, and pointed my gun straight at his head at point blank range. “Kiss the end of my gun and say you are looking forward to your wife’s rape” I said.

He stood there in silence, rooted to the spot. I made a sudden movement. It was enough

He leaned forward and kissed the muzzle “I’m looking forward to my wife’s rape” he whispered.

“Louder” I demanded. “Say you’re looking forward to your wife’s rape and that’s why your dick is hard”.

He was completely defeated. He spoke with the flat emotionless cadence of a trauma victim “I’m looking forward to my wife’s rape and that’s why my dick is hard” he said. I looked over to the bed. His wife, beautiful despite her red puffy eyes, had stopped crying, and now there was a different look on her face. She was furious.

I got my restraints and fabric scissors out of my bag and threw them to him. “Strip the bed, bind her wrists and ankles to the corners with these, then cut her clothes off” I said.

He set to work immediately. She struggled a little but he was stronger. There was murder in her eyes. He was weeping and silently whispering “I’m sorry I’m sorry I love you I love you”.

“You’re not allowed to reassure her” I said “tell her you’re enjoying it”. He went back to work, intermittently choking out “I’m enjoying this” through tears.

Soon she lay before me, naked exquisite and writhing. He stood beside her, shoulders slumped, eyes to the floor, erection almost poking him in the eye.

I climbed on top of her, and looked her in the eye. She struggled and tried to avert her gaze, but I held her head still and looked straight into her eyes. Then I spoke to her directly for the first time

“I’m going to rape you soon. There’s nothing you can do about that. So take this all in, the last few moments before you were raped”

She started crying again.

I jumped off the bed. “But first I need fluffing. You, on your knees and suck dick” I said to the guy, whipping out my dick, which was more than ready for the task at hand.

He stared at me uncomprehendingly.

“So you’re happy to help me rape your wife but you won’t suck dick to save her life? Interesting”, I said and pointed the gun at the bed.

A panicked look spread across his face and he almost leapt at my groin and set to work with gusto. This I also had to point out to the wife: “see how much he’s enjoying sucking the dick that’s about to rape you. Now you have to ask yourself: is that an act of love where he thinks he can save you from getting raped if he gives me a good enough blow job or does he just really enjoy sucking dick? Let’s see if he lets up if I tell him I’m definitely raping you no matter how much head he gives me. Nope, doesn’t seem to, must be the latter then.”

I was almost ready to pop so I pushed him off me, and led him over to the radiator by the wall. I pulled out some handcuffs from my back pocket and secured him in place. Then, with both my victims restrained, I finally put my gun down and got naked.

To be continued

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