I never thought this would happen to me. I have always been in control, the one who called the shots. But as I lay there, tied up and helpless, I can’t help but feel a sense of fear and excitement wash over me.
Let me start from the beginning. I am a wealthy middle-aged woman, with a body that still turns heads and a libido that never seems to fade. I live in a grand mansion, with all the luxuries one could ever want. But despite all the material possessions, I still craved something more – dangerous and forbidden. This is where the fantasy begins.
It was a stormy night. The kind that makes you want to curl up in bed with a glass of wine and a good book. But instead, I was feeling restless, my body craving some excitement. I decided to walk around the mansion, admiring the expensive furniture and paintings that adorned its walls. I heard a loud noise coming from the back of the house. As I reached the living room
Curiosity got the better of me, and I hurried towards the noise. But as I got closer, I realized someone had broken into my home. Fear and adrenaline coursed through my body as I contemplated my next move. Should I call the police? Or should I confront the intruder myself?
But before I could make a decision, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and everything went dark.
When I woke up, I found myself tied to a chair, with a man standing in front of me. He was tall and muscular, with a rugged look that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his pants, and I felt a familiar sensation between my legs.
He smirked as he noticed my gaze, and I could tell he was enjoying my helplessness. ‘Do you like what you see, princess?’ he asked in a deep, husky voice.
I refused to answer, but my body betrayed me as I felt my arousal increasing with each passing second. He walked towards me, and I could feel his hot breath on my skin as he whispered in my ear, ‘You have no idea what I have in store for you.’
And with that, he began to ravage my body, leaving me breathless and wanting more. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t resist the pleasure he was giving me. He was rough and dominant, taking control of my body in ways that I had only fantasized about. And as he took me to heights of pleasure I had never experienced before; I couldn’t help but wonder if this was all a dream.
But as the night went on and the pleasure turned into pain, I realized that this was no fantasy. This was a nightmare, and I was trapped in it with no way out.
He finally left me, bruised and broken, with a warning to never tell anyone about what had happened. And as I lay there, alone and defeated, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of shame and regret wash over me. I had always wanted something dangerous and forbidden, but having it come true, I never thought it would come at such a high cost.
As I sit here recounting the events of that stormy night, I can’t help but wonder if I’ll ever be able to move on from this experience. But one thing is for sure – I’ll never be the same woman again. I’ve learned my lesson – some fantasies are better left unfulfilled, and some desires are better left buried. Home invasion rape might be one.
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