It was early September and Paul was busying himself with the last minute preparations for a week long hunting trip with his buddies.

This was his one chance to go out and be with “the boys” and not have to worry about work or bills or fixing something around the house.

He looked forward to these trips – it was a nice time to relax and unwind and if he was successful, it would help some on the grocery bill too!

He loaded the car with his camping gear and turned to his wife to kiss her goodbye.

“Now remember, Darlene, I will be back next Sunday. If you have any problems, there is a list of service people by the phone and you can get hold of John in case of an emergency.

“He’s already agreed to come over and check on you a couple times just to see how you and Carla are doing and cut the grass for me. It will need to be cut before I get back – I wasn’t able to get to it like I’d hoped,” he said.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Me and Carla are big girls, we’ll be fine. It’s not like we haven’t done this before! You go out hunting or fishing with your friends every year and we are fine.

“Just go out and have a good time. Bring us back some game meat, O great and mighty hunter, to feed your tribe!” she giggled.

“Okay, okay, smart-ass ... I get it!” he said, kissing her forehead again. He picked up his rifle and left on his trip. Darlene turned around and looked at the empty room behind her. She smiled to herself.

Finally! She had the whole house to herself ... at least for awhile. Carla would be home from school in a few hours but until then, the whole place was hers!

“I think I will start with a nice relaxing bubble bath. I haven’t had one of those in ages!” she said.

She went and got her iPod from her gym bag and took it into the bathroom with her. She drew a nice hot bath, put some scented bubbles in it and then lit a couple candles and turned the lights off.

The soft glow from the candles and the smell of the lavender bubble bath made for a lovely ambiance in the room. She dropped her clothes into the hamper in the laundry room and walked naked into the bathroom – another thing she didn’t dare do with the family around!

She sunk into the warm bathwater, put on her headphones and leaned back, completely at ease.

Darlene enjoyed her bath very much. The water felt so wonderful and the smell of the lavender bubbles and soft light washed all her cares away.

The music on her iPod was picked specifically for relaxation and she knew that as much as she wanted to stay right there, she would need to get out of the tub eventually. The water was beginning to cool and she knew that this momentary heaven was coming to an end.

What she wasn’t aware of was that while she had been luxuriating in her bath, there was trouble afoot.

A stranger, dressed in black jeans and a black “hoodie” had crept through the woods behind her house and under the cover of those trees, had slipped into the house through a partially open window.

The dark figure moved cautiously through the house checking to make sure there was no one home. He knew what he was after and what he didn’t want to come across.

As he walked slowly down the hallway towards the back bedrooms, he heard Darlene in the bathroom singing along to her favorite tunes. The door was closed so he moved quickly past it to the bedroom.

Keeping an ear out now that he knew he wasn’t alone in the house, he went through her dresser and nightstand. Not finding what he was after – things like jewelry that can be converted easily into cash, he was about to go into some of the other rooms and search when he suddenly heard the sound of the tub draining and Darlene getting out of the tub.

He quickly looked around for a place to hide as the bathroom door opened up. He ducked into the closet, hiding in between the dresses and clothes hanging there.

Darlene came into the bedroom wrapped in a towel and was standing at the foot of the bed with her back to him. She removed the towel and began drying her long black hair, completely oblivious that she was being watched.

The stranger watched her unwrap herself and suddenly he found something more than jewelry that interested him!

Damn what a hot fucking body! he thought.

He moved quickly and silently, stepping out of the closet and crossing the bedroom in seconds. With the carpeted room, she didn’t hear him coming.

Suddenly she felt a hand clamping over her mouth and another one grabbing a handful of her hair. Instinctively she tried to scream, but the hand over her mouth prevented anything more than a soft murmur to escape.

“Shut up, bitch! Shut up or I’ll make you wish you had!” he hissed in her ear, showing her the gun he had. Darlene didn’t want to be hurt, so she stopped trying to scream.

“That’s better. Are you going to be quiet now?” Darlene nodded her head yes. “Okay, I’m gonna to take my hand off your mouth. You’d better not scream, you understand. If you make a peep, you’ll be dead before the cops even get here!”

He slowly took his gloved hand away from her mouth and Darlene didn’t try to scream. He stepped back and Darlene turned to face her assailant. The man was at least six foot tall and towered over her five foot five inch height.

He was built like a linebacker too – there was no hope of her overpowering him even if he didn’t have a gun. He wore a knit face mask so she couldn’t recognize him. All she could tell for certain was that he was a large, mean-looking man.

“W-what do you want?” she asked, clutching the towel that she had pulled from her head to cover herself up.

“I came here for your jewelry and your money, bitch. But before I go there’s another little something I’m gonna have. Now, don’t bother trying to call the cops, I hid the phone and turned off the ringer.

“And don’t try anything else funny, either. I’ve been watching you for some time. I know your husband’s work schedule and where he works. I also know what school your daughter goes to and her bus schedule.

“I know that you are home alone here for awhile and I know your daughter will be coming home in a few hours from school. What is she fifteen? sixteen?” he asked.

“She’s sixteen. Please don’t hurt her! Take what you want from the house ... you can even have me. But please don’t hurt Carla! Please!” Darlene pleaded.

“Well maybe if I get what I want before she gets home, I might leave and she won’t have to know anything happened here.

“I’m sure you don’t want to tell her how you were raped and how good it felt to have a big cock in your pretty cunt!

“I’m sure you don’t want her knowing that for the first time in your rich bitch life, you were actually fucked the way you want to be fucked. And I am fairly sure you don’t want her knowing how much you fucking liked it!”

“Pleeease...” Darlene whimpered.

“Oh c’mon ... you know that sorry-ass husband of yours doesn’t make you happy. He can’t give you what I can give you. Look at this cock and tell me that he has anything like it!” the man said, showing her the bulge in his pants.

“But Paul loves me!” she said, defending her husband.

“Does he? He left you here alone. He’s out with camping in the woods, probably with his other friends, while you are here home alone. Well, you were alone up to a few minutes ago! But don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you ... I’ll take real good care of you!” he sneered.

“Please don’t ... please!” Darlene whimpered again.

“Don’t worry darling, your husband only left a few minutes ago – I watched him leave. You should be walking straight before he comes back!” he laughed.

“But before we can have fun, there’s some work that needs to be done. He went to the closet and got the belt from Paul’s robe. He tied her wrists behind her back.

“Now we need a little rope. Where might hubby keep some rope. Outdoor man like him has to have some rope round here somewhere!” he said.

“I-in the garage...” she said.

“Show me,” he ordered. They walked to the garage and she used her foot to indicate the cabinet that he had some rope in. The man got out a few lengths of rope and took one of them and tied it around her neck like a leash.

“There that ought to keep you from running off. Naked, with your hands tied behind your back and a rope around your neck, I don’t think you’re going anyplace!” He led her back into the house.

“Now where are the goodies? Jewelry, watches, things I can turn into money. Rich slut like you gots to have some things worth a few bucks.”

She led him back into the house and showed him where her jewelry box was. He held tight to her neck rope with one hand while he dumped her jewelry into a pillowcase.

Then he took Paul’s watch. He took some more items that he thought he could pawn off or sell for cash.

“Okay now where do you keep your extra cash. Come on, bitch, I know you got a piggy bank or cookie jar or something with handy cash around here someplace. Don’t make me mad – you won’t like it!” he warned.

“It’s in the living room,” she said terrified. She led him into the living room. There behind Carla’s school picture, was a wall safe.

“Open it,” he demanded.

She gave him the combination and he spun the dial until the door clicked open and he reached in to find the money and important papers inside. He didn’t have any use for birth certificates or house papers, but he did take a substantial amount of cash they had there for emergencies.

“There, that’s it. We don’t have anything else that you would want. We don’t have any guns here or anything. The only gun we have is the rifle Paul took with him,” she said.

“Well, you may not have anything else that I can get money for, but you do have something else that I want...” he said, licking his lips.

“Oh God ... please don’t do this! You got everything that’s worth any money ... please just leave us alone! Please...”

“Quiet dammit! This is gonna happen and the less you fight and bitch about it, the easier it will go. If you don’t start playing nice, I might have to find someone a little more cooperative ... like maybe your daughter.

“From the picture there in the living room, I’ll bet she would be a hot little fuck!” he said, with a grin of pure evil.

“OH GOD NO! Please, I’ll do whatever you want, just please don’t hurt my Carla ... don’t hurt my little girl!” Darlene said, terrified.

“Then you had better cooperate. I’m sure you don’t want your husband coming home to a tragedy,” he said.

“It would put a damper on his trip if he was to, say, pull into the garage and find his wife and daughter hanging from the rafter waiting for him! Or find his wife dead in the bedroom and his daughter missing.

“I have friends who could smuggle her across the border to Mexico and then she would be shipped off from there to who knows where.

“He would never see her again and she could end up being made a sex slave to some perverted sadist or something. You wouldn’t want that, would you?” he asked with a sneer.

“Okay, okay, I will give you what you want. Just please leave Carla alone. Please ... she is too young to be part of this. Too young to see any of this. Please...” Darlene said.

“That’s more like it. Now let’s go into the bedroom and see if that pussy feels as good as it looks!” he said, giving her “leash” a little tug.

She followed along behind him, silently sobbing as she knew she was about to be raped. She could only hope it would be over quickly and that he would be gone before Carla got home so she could clean up a little bit and her daughter would never know what happened today.

Once inside the bedroom, he grabbed her by her long black hair, pulling her head back.

“Now I am going to untie your hands, but you had better not try anything funny. Remember, I know where your husband works and your daughter goes to school.

“And if anything happens to me, I have friends who will see to it your family will suffer for it. So play nice and they won’t get hurt!” he growled in her ear.

“I won’t ... I promise,” she whimpered. He untied her hands and then sat down on the edge of the bed.