As he drives around the corner he looks for the dark spot in between the lampposts, he knew where to park, knew where the darkness would hide him and his intent. He grabbed his balaclava and placed it on his head like a beanie, puts his gloves on and looks round to make sure no one is around, it’s late but that’s no guarantee.
He slips out of his car and opens the boot, gets out a small black bag to go with the rest of ninja looking ensemble, puts the strap over his shoulder, closes the boot slowly and walks to a back yard gate nearby, checks the gate, locked as expected, no problem, he checks for people once more, rolls down his balaclava, jumps and climbs of the 6ft high brick wall.
He crouches down when he lands and listens, nothing so he follows the darkness and heads towards the back door, slowly checks the handle and it’s still unlocked, good she is still up and about but not in the kitchen, this will be more fun.
He takes some duct tape out and squeezes his left hand through the hole, slowly he opens the door checking for her as it goes wider.
He closes it behind him and moves across the room to a corner out of view, again he waits and listen, all he can hear his own excited heavy breath, he closes his eyes and steadies himself and his breathing.
He checks again and moves into the dining room, going to the back of the room and out of view from the lounge door, he decides to wait here, he slowly tears off some tape and holds it for he knows she will go outside for a smoke at some point, he just needs to wait behind the Welsh Dresser for her to walk passed.
What seemed like forever for an impatience man he finally hears noise from the next room, she is moving, but is she going up stairs or through the dining room to the kitchen.
He sees her walked past in her own little world, wearing just a long t-shirt and fluffy socks, oblivious to what is about to happen, he moves and quickly and quietly has he could follows behind, soon as he reaches her he puts his left arm around her and brings her back into him, he then places the strip of tape over her mouth to stop her screaming and then twists himself and her down to the floor, he is now on top of her both face down.
He grabs her little wrist and brings them together above her and then tapes them, he can now take his time, he sat on top of her while she is still face down.
His ******* is up, passion and anger raging through his veils, he gets up and drags her across the floor by her hands and then tapes the hands to the dining room table leg, he sits back on her and digs out a knife from his bag, she is face up now and can see everything he does, she sees the knife and goes very still.
He slides the knife up her thigh and hooks the tip of the knife under right hand side of her knickers and cuts, he the does the same on the left side and the front of the knickers drops away showing her pretty bald cunt, he grabs the knickers, smells them and puts them in his bag for later. He put the knife to her neck, running the tip along so she can feel the sharpness of it and then cuts the t-shirt from the neck down, she is now total exposed and shaking, he takes in her young little slim pale frame, grabs the left breast and feels and squeezes them, her nipples are fully erect, he pulls on it till he can hear her muffled shouts of pain.
He wore black joggers for a reason, he slips the joggers down to his bum and forsing himself between her legs, his left hand goes to her neck in a firm grip, and pushes himself inside, and with almost a hate rage he’s never had before, he fucks her hard, the look in her eyes, the tape of her mouth and secured to the table leg, the whole thing is amazing, if there is a heaven, this is it. What’s seemed like 5 minutes but was really more like 10 seconds he cums inside her, pushes himself as deep as he can go while he cums, wants his seed deep as it can go, he is marking her for him.
He take a moment to catch his breath, he takes in the view, digs out his phone and takes a photo of her like that, to go along with the knickers he’s took.
He gets up and half cuts the tape at the table and wrist, she will be able to get free but will take a few minutes, he goes back out the kitchen door, unlocks the back gate, removes his balaclava and opens it before walking to his car.
A few minutes later while he driving home his phone pings, a WhatsApp’s from his girlfriend.
“That was great, but you barely hurt me, can you be rougher next time and send me the photo”
FFS, does he ever do anything right.
He slips out of his car and opens the boot, gets out a small black bag to go with the rest of ninja looking ensemble, puts the strap over his shoulder, closes the boot slowly and walks to a back yard gate nearby, checks the gate, locked as expected, no problem, he checks for people once more, rolls down his balaclava, jumps and climbs of the 6ft high brick wall.
He crouches down when he lands and listens, nothing so he follows the darkness and heads towards the back door, slowly checks the handle and it’s still unlocked, good she is still up and about but not in the kitchen, this will be more fun.
He takes some duct tape out and squeezes his left hand through the hole, slowly he opens the door checking for her as it goes wider.
He closes it behind him and moves across the room to a corner out of view, again he waits and listen, all he can hear his own excited heavy breath, he closes his eyes and steadies himself and his breathing.
He checks again and moves into the dining room, going to the back of the room and out of view from the lounge door, he decides to wait here, he slowly tears off some tape and holds it for he knows she will go outside for a smoke at some point, he just needs to wait behind the Welsh Dresser for her to walk passed.
What seemed like forever for an impatience man he finally hears noise from the next room, she is moving, but is she going up stairs or through the dining room to the kitchen.
He sees her walked past in her own little world, wearing just a long t-shirt and fluffy socks, oblivious to what is about to happen, he moves and quickly and quietly has he could follows behind, soon as he reaches her he puts his left arm around her and brings her back into him, he then places the strip of tape over her mouth to stop her screaming and then twists himself and her down to the floor, he is now on top of her both face down.
He grabs her little wrist and brings them together above her and then tapes them, he can now take his time, he sat on top of her while she is still face down.
His ******* is up, passion and anger raging through his veils, he gets up and drags her across the floor by her hands and then tapes the hands to the dining room table leg, he sits back on her and digs out a knife from his bag, she is face up now and can see everything he does, she sees the knife and goes very still.
He slides the knife up her thigh and hooks the tip of the knife under right hand side of her knickers and cuts, he the does the same on the left side and the front of the knickers drops away showing her pretty bald cunt, he grabs the knickers, smells them and puts them in his bag for later. He put the knife to her neck, running the tip along so she can feel the sharpness of it and then cuts the t-shirt from the neck down, she is now total exposed and shaking, he takes in her young little slim pale frame, grabs the left breast and feels and squeezes them, her nipples are fully erect, he pulls on it till he can hear her muffled shouts of pain.
He wore black joggers for a reason, he slips the joggers down to his bum and forsing himself between her legs, his left hand goes to her neck in a firm grip, and pushes himself inside, and with almost a hate rage he’s never had before, he fucks her hard, the look in her eyes, the tape of her mouth and secured to the table leg, the whole thing is amazing, if there is a heaven, this is it. What’s seemed like 5 minutes but was really more like 10 seconds he cums inside her, pushes himself as deep as he can go while he cums, wants his seed deep as it can go, he is marking her for him.
He take a moment to catch his breath, he takes in the view, digs out his phone and takes a photo of her like that, to go along with the knickers he’s took.
He gets up and half cuts the tape at the table and wrist, she will be able to get free but will take a few minutes, he goes back out the kitchen door, unlocks the back gate, removes his balaclava and opens it before walking to his car.
A few minutes later while he driving home his phone pings, a WhatsApp’s from his girlfriend.
“That was great, but you barely hurt me, can you be rougher next time and send me the photo”
FFS, does he ever do anything right.
