It was so cold outside another freezing January night in the UK. I was so glad I didn’t have to go outside. Dinner was in the oven, I’d had a lovely relaxing bath and had settled down with a glass of wine and my laptop for a bit of chatting. I had just started chatting to one of my favourite people and was feeling quite horny when there was a knock at the door. I debated ignoring it intent on my chat but as I considered my options there was another knock. I typed a quick bye to my friend and closed my laptop.
I opened the door to find a man in a ski mask, I tried to close the door but he was quicker pushing me back into the hall as he slammed the door shut behind him. Clamping his hand over my mouth before I could process the urge to scream. He pushed me through the hall, kicking doors open as he moved until we came to my bedroom, he shoved me face down onto the bed. I felt his weight on me as he straddled my waist and bent down to me. His breath hot on my cheek he spoke then.
“Don’t scream, any sound you make will result in punishment and I really would hate to have to hurt you. Nod if you agree”
I nodded, sure that anything he intended would not be as severe as the punishment for disobeying him. He rolled me over onto my back, binding my hands to the headboard. He stood then and walked slowly to the foot of the bed tying my feet to the end. He paused there for a moment his eyes raking across my body. The look in his eyes heating my skin, suddenly he reached for me, hooking his fingers into my knickers as he ripped them from me, searing my skin. He pulled the material from my body and stood back.
“Hmmm much better”
I felt the bed shift as he moved down next to me. My skin heating as his fingers touched my wrist, gently stroking the soft skin there. His fingers running along my arm up to my collarbone, gently brushing my skin. His hands moving down along my side tracing my ribs onto my belly. His fingers rubbing across my stomach, moving lower tracing across my hips and down my thighs. Caressing my calves and down to my ankle.
His fingers flaming my skin as he moved back up, following the same path. His hands moving to my breasts, softly massaging them, pushing his fingers into the soft skin. Rubbing around my nipples – but always careful not to touch them. Despite the situation I was in I could feel myself getting turned on, as suddenly his mouth moved down and captured a nipple sucking it hard into his mouth as his hand teased the other one pinching it hard. I gasped as he teased me my mind torn between panic and pleasure. He moved his hand down and brushed it against my pussy, his fingers grazing against my clit.
