Sitting up in bed, You could have sworn that you had heard something but scanning around the room the only thing seemingly out of place is that the bedroom door was now slightly ajar when you were sure that you had closed it earlier.
Getting up you crossed the room, reaching the door and quietly pushing it closed. Just as the door fell into place in the frame a single gloved hand reached around you from behind firmly placing itself across your mouth. “Don’t make a sound” a gruff voice whispers, close enough that you can feel the hot breath upon your ear contrasted against the cold knife being held across your throat.
Your mind racing with a thousand thought he dragged you across the room to stand in front of the full-length mirror. As you stare into the reflection in the darkness. scared and terrified, You take in what little information you can as he stands behind you. His dark clothes almost making him blend with the dark, his green eyes the only thing visible behind the ski mask.
The knife moves down your body, cutting the thin material of your nightdress as it goes, his eyes following the path in the reflection. As the last of the material falls away, naked and on full display, the terror is now accompanied by shame at having your body being seen by this stranger. But something else has started to form, a mix of excitement and longing.
“Put your hands behind your back” he orders you. You hesitate for a moment before he moves the knife back to your throat as if to remind you that he still has it. In response you move your arms back, you feel something being wrapped around your wrists and the unmistakable sound of a zip tie as they are bound together. The plastic slightly digging into the skin.
Seemingly happy that you can no longer fight back he places the knife down on a bedside table. he now runs his free hand up your stomach and to one of your breasts. He begins to squeeze it, pinching and playing with your nipple as he does, at first his rough actions hurt slightly but as he continues it slowly start to change from pain to pleasure. You’re enjoying the touch of this stranger but you also haven’t been touched by your husband in a long time. this causes a mix of guilt and excitement to build up within you.
He slides his hand down your body, each second seemed to last forever and your heartbeat grows faster as it inches closer to your underwear. As his fingertips go past the waistband and stopping on your mound your heart seems to stop. only a thin piece of material between you and his hand. you begin worrying about what will happen when he feels how wet you have become. “You seem to be enjoying this” he whispers “you’re a dirty slut aren’t you”. he runs his finger from the bottom of your cunt and stopping at your clit sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. the overwhelming sensation causes you to let out a moan only muffled by the gloved hand still firmly in place to prevent you from screaming or yelling.
He repeats this action, getting progressively fast as he does. Giving in to the attack your tongue finds a gap in his fingers and you a being to lick them, he shift the hand slightly and you manage to catch on of them and something takes over inside as you instinctually begin to suck on it in a desperate attempt to feed this new hunger.
Just as you feel like your knees are about to give out, he stops. You begin to panic, worried that it’s over, worried that he’ll leave you begging for more. But as quickly as those thoughts begin they are quickly elevated as he turns you around and starts marching you towards the bed.
He forces your face down into the pillow, keeping a tight hold on the back of your neck to prevent you from pushing yourself back up. Even if he wasn’t holding you down and your hands were not bound you would have still stayed there. You assume the position for him. face down your ass sticking up to allow him easier access to your lower body, almost welcoming him to take you.
You hear the sound of his belt buckle and the noise of his zip. Inside your mind you’re willing him to go faster, even a second more is almost too much to bear. Then he tears off your panties. For a moment nothing happens and then a soft breeze blows across your cunt. You realise his face must be centimetres away and your entire body shakes as you feel his tongue touch your clit. If it hadn’t been for the pillow you’re sure everyone in the street would have heard the scream you let out. His tongue now running up and down your pussy is enough to push you over the edge and you cum like you haven’t done in years.
Trying to catch your breath and begin to regain your senses, you now feel something hot and hard brush up against your thighs before coming to rest at the entrance of your tight hole. he slowly pushes forward and with each inch you take, you let out a long moan. When he finally reaches the base, he pauses for a moment, just long enough for you to be able to adjust to his size before he begins to violently pull out and ram the full length back in. As he continues to pound you senseless like two animals in heat your mind begins to go blank, your tongue hangs from your mouth and the pillow quickly becomes slick with your drool. After Cumming numerous times on this big hard cock you feel like you are about to faint. Suddenly he lets out a noise somewhere between a moan and a growl and thrusts as deeply as he can into your now thoroughly abused cunt. As he holds it there for what seems like minutes you feel a warmth spread through you as you know he’s just filled you with a massive load of hot thick cum.
Exhausted your body collapses onto the bed as he finally pulls his cock out of you. You feel the cum beginning to leak out and running down your leg. You notice that your hands are now free and when you look around he’s heading for the door. With the last of your strength, all you manage to mutter is “are you coming back tomorrow?”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wyn9om/a_dark_night_nonconsent_forced_f25m22
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