I have a secret, a deep dark fantasy that I've never really told anyone, not even my boyfriend, who loves me dearly. I've nursed this fantasy for a while now, since I was in elementary school and discovered my sexuality. It goes as such:
I have a big queen sized bed with an iron head and footboard that's way to big for just me, but I love it because I get to roll around in it and sprawl out. I live in a small house in a remote part of the neighborhood, my room is in the back corner of the house, overlooking the hill. I love it out here, it's so quiet and peaceful. I could do anything I wanted.
I'm sleeping. Since it's a warm night, I have the window opened slightly to let in the cooler night breeze. I'm dressed in a cool night shirt with big round buttons, and a pair of white bikinis. It's comfortable, and the light bed sheet was sufficient enough for the night.
It's in the middle of the night and I'm in deep sleep so I don't notice a man lurking outside my bedroom window. He's dressed in black and is carrying a black backpack. Carefully, he opens up the window and steps in. I'm on my back, my usual way of sleeping, one hand bent and tangled in my black hair, the other sprawled out so it was at a right angle with my body. The man stands over me, a smile on his face as he takes in my small body. I'm only five feet and 140lbs, he's over six feet and 200lbs. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a ball gag then suddenly, he's on me, his big hand over my mouth. I jerk awake, trying to scream as I struggled against him. It doesn't take me long to be subdued since he just lays on top of me, his body wedged between my spread legs, and soon my screams are muffled against the black ball gag.
The man's next task is to tie me down. He holds my wrists trapped in his big hand over my head as he reaches for his backpack. He takes out a pair of rope restraints and fastens them to my wrists then ties the excess rope to the headboard. I struggled against the ropes, fear filling me, but also an odd sense of excitement because I know that he's going to rape me, that he's going to use my body any way he likes, violating me. He looks down at me, caresses my cheek then she spits on me. His saliva hits my cheek and he rubs it in. He slips off the bed and slips off his shoes, pulls off his socks, strips of his shirt then his pants and boxers. He's naked now, standing by the side of the bed. My eyes are wide as I take him in. Tanned, muscular, and a large cock, eight thick inches.
I squirm more, squealing behind my gag, kicking up my legs. He's on me again and he slaps me on the face. Not hard enough to break skin, just hard enough to hurt. He slaps me again and again and again till I've stopped my cries. My cheeks are red and stinging. He smiles at me and tweaks my nose as he shifts, kneeling between my thighs. He eyes my panties, grips the cloth and in one wrench, he's ripped it off, leaving cloth burns on the sides of my hips. I wince but don't make a sound. I watch his eyes look down at my pussy. I shaved regularly. I had just shaved that night. He cupped my mound, feeling the soft smooth skin. His thumb slides down to find my clit and I give a moan as I feel the calloused skin against my sensitive bud. I was getting wet, I knew it. I could tell as his thumb slid over my clit and into my pussy hole. He starts to fuck me with his thumb, hooking the digit so that it hit my G-spot. I gave another squeal, my back arching.
I'm getting close to an orgasm. He knows it and he pulls his hand away. I protest, arching up my hips, hoping that he'd fuck me now. Instead, he reaches into his backpack and pulls out an anal plug. It's big, six inches long with three wide parts, the widest being bigger than a golf ball. I had never had anything up my ass and I shake my head frantically, renewing my struggles against the bonds. I get slapped again as my punishment, once, twice, thrice, four hard slaps to my face and two more to my breasts still hidden by my shirt. I stay silent chastised and he suddenly flips me over onto my stomach. I panic, not being able to see him and again he slaps me again, this time on my bare butt. He has to hit me several times before I quiet down. I feel the butt plug sliding along my wet pussy. I realize that he's lubing it up. It's coming soon. He's going to put it in me. I feel it against my asshole. He doesn't go slow or easy, instead, he's rough, violent, shoving it into my virgin ass. I scream, tears pouring down my cheeks as he works the toy past the first, second, and then finally, the third wide part is embedded deep in my bowels.
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