* WARNING NON-CONSENT STORY *
He sneaks up behind her and wraps his arm around her throat, and his other stuffing a wadded up rag into her mouth, cutting off any sound or cry for help. The house is dark and he sees she had candles out and the table set for a romantic evening. “Sorry to spoil your evenin’, bitch”
He says with the voice as cold as ice. He pushes her over the counter so she can’t move as his hips press into her keeping her waist pinned. He blindfolds her with a black cloth, making sure it’s secure and she is blind then puts a . He grabs her beautiful raven hair in his large hands and begins to lead her away making her walk backwards. He feels her falter once so he yanks hard, causing her to fall on the cold tile floor.
“Since you’re too uncoordinated to walk in those heels, you can crawl like the filthy dog you are.” His gruff voice grating in her ears, she obeys, trembling and terrified. He leads her up her own wood stairs, making sure she doesn’t try to escape, gripping her hair tight. She knows her life is in his hands so she obeys him completely. Her hands touching the carpet of the top hall, he waits for her to ascend all the way. The man begins walking down the hall opening doors and stops as he opens a door she realizes is her room, she can smell the vanilla candles she had burning for later that night. The man pulls on her long hair making her wince as he leads her into the room before releasing her hair. She perks up for a split second thinking she may yet escape this terrifying ordeal.
Her hopes are dashed as he takes her by the waist and tosses her bodily on the bed. Her slender frame bouncing on the plush mattress she lays completely still as he climbs on and straddles her body she hears a zipper and fears the worst is coming. She actually relaxes a little as she hears a bag thud on the bed. The man then grabs her left hand and ties it to the corner post of the headboard.
He then does the same with her other arm and ties her feet in the same way to the foot board so she is pulled taught on the bed. The tape is then ripped from her mouth and the rag yanked out. “I wanna hear you scream,” the frozen voice tells her with a malicious chuckle. “My husband will be home soon!!!” she lies, knowing he’s never on time.
Her blouse is ripped open and she hears the snick of a knife, which sends shivers down her spine. She feels the cold steel at her shoulder and leave quickly. She feels the fabric fall away an her bra strap pop as it’s cut. The same happens on the other side. The blouse is yanked from beneath her and she feels the white satin sheets beneath her lightly tanned skin. Her black lace bra is then pulled up by the middle which is cut and then it is pulled out as well and tossed away. She yelps and lays stone still as she feels the blade trailed across her skin, knowing any added pressure will slice her open. The rough hands pull up her skirt and panties and cut them away.
She lays bare and open before her captor. “What is this filth?!?!” he asks as his fingers slide over her clit. She realizes she is wet and her cheeks flame with embarrassed heat. The thick fingers then slide inside her and she screams as she is stretched out. The man’s other hand is sandpaper on her sensitive breast and nipple. She feels a warm breeze caress her other nipple before it’s taken in the most cave of his mouth. She begins to moan loudly as her body responds to her attackers touch. “Your husband would be disgusted if he saw how wet I’m making you, you filthy whore.” Tears begin to stream down her face knowing he is right. She sobs loudly in fear and shame as she hears the dreaded sound of his zipper falling, and the sound of his pants being removed from his body. She feels him press against her swollen clit and her scream shatters the night as he shoves forcefully in. He moves inside her slamming home over and over. Her body shaking as his shaft pierces her dripping glory.
Moans of pleasure mix with screams of fear and outrage, as her body trembles closing to climax. She can’t believe how her beautiful anniversary is being ruined as the first waves of orgasm wash over her. Her body releases and she cums hard. He keeps pounding inside her having not sated his malicious needs. Her cries louder and wilder, as another wave draws closer. He reaches down and wraps his hand around her throat and slaps her face.
“GIVE ME ALL YOU HAVE GOT YOU DIRTY FILTHY WHORE!!!!!!” he screams, drops of spittle covering her face and neck. She feels the waves close over her and loses all control as she cums again her body going limp. “Your useless,” he says as he pulls out.
She feels the bed shift as he stands over her. She hears him begin to stroke his cock, faster and faster. A groan escapes his lips as his hot sperm flies out and covers her upper body and face. He lets himself fall straddling her stomach. He wipes his finger along her breast and shoves it in her mouth. “Taste my hot juices, you filthy bitch,” he growls down at her. She can’t move as she is physically and emotionally spent.
Her bonds are cut away and her blindfold removed. Her eyes adjusting she hears a soft whisper in her ear, “Happy anniversary, baby.” Bewilderment covers her face before she realizes she knows the voice. Tears of shame and joy are replaced by ones of joy as she turns her head seeing her husband, realizing her hidden fantasy had finally been fulfilled.
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