I sigh as I enter my room, placing my keys and glasses on the dresser.
The room is dark and I can barely make out the shape of the bed, before suddenly I am grabbed from behind and thrown forward. Before I even have time to think, you’re on me, pinning me down. You force my shirt over my head and unhook my bra. Topless, I struggle, but you pin my arms and tie them together. Next thing I know you’re forcing a gag into my mouth, muffling me before I get the chance to cry out.
Next you move to my pants. Unbeknownst to me, my loose sweats are the prime choice, as you slid both my panties and pants down in one go, kicking them away. You grind your hard bulge against my backside, taunting me and showing your superiority. Flipping me over, you restrain my legs tightly, forcing me to be spread wide for you.
“Oh you little whore, you’re dripping” you say, as I frantically try to assess the situation for a possible escape. “I’m going to own every single one of your holes. You are nothing except an object for me to exact pleasure from. I own you”.