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My hands are tied roughly behind my back. The rope is scratching against my sweating skin. My legs tied up together attached to chain hanging down. I watch a part of me growing impatient as he plays with his instruments now paying me no mind. The bastard is humming, making me grow more annoyed…and anxious. Finally in what felt like forever he turns around coming closer with nothing but a rag in hand. He looms over me pulling my head up by my hair.
He whispers “Hush” and he stuffs the rag into my mouth. Goosebumps cover my body and I shake in anticipation. He knows I won’t go anywhere. He shoves my face back down
before walking away. I almost want to make a noise just to make him angry.
I know exactly how you like women…completely helpless! The only thing that matters to you is filling my holes. I understand baby. I love to be your whore. Your pleasure and entertainment is what matters most. Do you wanna see me squirm? I know you like the way my tits jiggle when they’re bound. Put some nipple clamps on me, tie my wrists to my ankles and you can fuck both my holes all night long. When you slap my ass, it gets my pussy dripping wet. Anything you want to shove in there, I’ll take. Show me off to your friends,so they know what a submissive slut I am for you. Once they see me tied up and gagged, they will want to play too. I’m ready to be your subby toy!
A dark shadow slipped in through the door, closing it behind them with the barest whisper of sound. You aren’t sure what woke you because the door didn’t make enough noise to wake even the little yappy dog in your wife’s room down the hall. The light of the moon passing briefly out from under cloud cover throws the shape of the intruder against the wall in a stark silhouette. You notice the distinctly female shape before the shadows return. The faint snick of the jewelry box lid signals the loss of your favorite watch and wedding ring to the thief. Suddenly you’re no longer surprised, you’re pissed. You loved that watch. Springing up abruptly from the bed, you tackle the black clad figure as she is rifling through your nightstand. There is a muffled feminine shriek, quickly stifled and you find your hands full of frantically struggling woman. You quickly overpower her and pin her to the floor. You’re both breathing hard and somehow the combination of adrenaline and wriggling female trapped beneath your hips has given you a fiercely raging erection. As you cover her mouth with your hand, you try to decide whether to call the cops or make her pay some other more satisfying way. Who knew this sexy little thing could take so much from you.