Home Alone-- Any "bad guys" out there want to pop my cherry?
 

I had been watching her for a few weeks, I knew she was alone tonight and I couln't wait any longer. When she answered the door I said, "I'm sorry to bother you miss, but could I please use your phone. My car has broken down and my cell phone is out of power, my wife will be so worried."

What was he doing here? There wasn’t anyone around for miles. My heart beat faster now. I didn’t have a cell phone anymore. I lost it the day before on the hike up to this cabin. No one knows where I am. I stepped back, pausing in the open door. A cold breeze passed through my robe and I felt overwhelmingly vulnerable. “Oh, I’m so sorry I wish I could help you, my phone is not working either… “, I stammered nervously.

She looked so hot in her red sillk robe standing in front of me. She had very long brown hair, a tiny waist, full lips, stood about 5'6", was in her early thirties, and now for the first time I could see into her gorgeous green eyes.

I could tell she was nervous as she spoke to me, and in reality she should be. I reached behind my back and pulled out a gun calmly pointed it at her head and said, "That's okay miss, I'm sure you'll be able to help in other way. NOW TURN AROUND and move."

A sensation of terror swept over me and my knees buckled, as the cold barrel pressed against my temple. My eyes shut tightly and I could feel his tall, muscular body press against my hip. "Please don't hurt me", I begged softly, over and over. "Just don't hurt me", the words from my quivering lips barely audible. Tears starting to well up in my eyes, I slowly start to turn back into the cabin. Just as I do, I get an incredible adrenaline rush! "RUN! RUN NOW!", I hear in my panicked thoughts. I swing my arm up and hit the barrel of the gun away from me. "Help me!", I scream as I frantically race toward the open woods. But the ground is muddy and slick. My barefeet slide out from under me and I fall limp onto the ground .

I hadn't expected her to bolt with a gun pointed at her face, I would have to teach her a lesson about disobidence. I started to run after her knowing that there really wasn't anywhere for her to run to as we were so isolated. It didn't take long for her fall limp on the ground and I had my knee in her back in no time. I took my hand and grabbed her long brown hair and pulled her head up hard. I said, "That was very dumb and now I'm angry, and trust me you don't want me angry." I lifted her up to her knees by her hair faceing away from me. I said, "Put your hands behind your back or you will be in for a world of pain."

My whole body was shaking. My throat tightened. I could feel the ache in my back, where his knee had thrust into me. “Please don’t hurt me. Please. I promise I’ll do whatever you say. Anything”, and I put my arms behind my back, “See, I promise I’ll listen."

I took out a tie wrap in my pocket and bound her hands together behind her back. I lifted her back up to her feet and started to lead her back to the cabin. I said, "You had better start listening and obeying. Now tell me your name."

With my arms tied behind my back tightly, I stumbled forward and sobbed, “Miranda. My name’s Miranda.”

I led Miranda back into the cabin and had her sit down on the couch. I sat down next to her and put my hand on her leg and begain to rub it lightly. I said, "Miranda, I've been watching you through your bedroom window. I know how you like to pleasure yourself. Your quite the dirty slut."

Panick shot through me as he sat me down on the cold, dusty, couch. "Stop!", I shouted pathetically, wriggling hopelessly against the tight band around my wrists. His hand felt hot on my bare leg. "Let me go. My husband is due back any minute and he'll kill you", I blurted out.

I laughed out loud at her statement and proceed to slap Miranda hard across her face. I said, "Don't ever lie to me again Miranda, I've been watching you for a while and I know your husband is in the militay over seas. He won't be able to protect you. Now where were we." I reached over to her robe and untied the front so I could see the skin between her breasts and her panties. I took my fingers and started at her neck and moved them all the way down to the edge of her panties. My cock was starting to get very hard inside of my pants.

With tears pouring down my cheeks and the whole side of my face bright red and stinging, I turned to look at him. He was good looking, tall, the guy next door type. But the look in his eyes was pure evil. Gasping, I tried to shrink away from his touch.

I took my hand and opened her robe so that I could see her right breast. It was a perfect size "c" and I begain to play with her nipple. My other hand pushed underneath her panties and found her lips and begain to stroke her clit. I said, "Mirana you have a very nice body, we're going to have a lot of fun tonight."

My nipple grew hard under his firm touch, “Don’t”, please, don’t”, I pleaded. I could feel his strong hand slide inside my panties. I clenched my thighs together tightly, but his probing fingers found their way around my smoothly shaved pussy up to my clit. “NO”, I screamed and, hands tied behind my back, I began kicking my legs at him as hard as I could, grunting and panting, like a rabid dog.

When I noticed her nipple grow hard and heard her pleas to stop my cock grew even harder. After a few moments of me touching her clit she started to kick me. I grabbed her hair and forced her to the hard cold cabin floor, laying on her back. I slapped her hard across the face and put my knee into her stomach with force. I stood up and remove the belt from my pants and held it in a threatening way. I said, "Miranda, do you want to start cooperateing or do you need to be taught another lesson."

I felt so helpless. He was so strong. “No, please. I’ll be good. I won’t kick. Please, please, stop.” The tie on my hands dug into my back and wrists as I lay limp on top of my arms. The belt in his hands swung close to my swollen face and I closed my eyes tightly and let out a frightened cry. “I’ll cooperate. I promise. I’ll be good. Don’t hurt me.”

I put the belt down on the couch and kneeled next to Miranda. I said, "For your sake I hope so, do as your told and you won't be hurt." I reached around her hips and took hold of her panties and pulled them down her legs and off her feet. Her naked shaven pussy was in front of me. I move her robe to the side so that both her breasts were exposed. I begain to touch and kiss her nipples. My cock growing hard again. I said, "Miranda, I'm going to touch your clit, and you'd better get wet. Now spread your legs a bit."

Completely exposed, I tried to clench my thighs together, a look of shame across my bright red tear filled face. My legs shook with tiny spasms and I could feel that my pussy was still wet from the lube I had spread softly over my swollen clit just before I was attacked. “I… I…. I’m wet”, I stuttered, completely humiliated, but hoping that this admission would help to keep him from hurting me again. I let my legs fall open at the knees, my heart in my throat...

As she opend her legs slightly my cock got fully erect inside my pants. I again begain to play with her clit and fondle her breasts. I said, "Your right you are wet. Now I want to hear you cum." I moved so that now kneeling between her legs and I started again to play with her clit rubbing harder and faster.