Shower Visitor
 

I step out of the shower, dry off, and step into my bedroom. All of a sudden, sheer terror encompasses me as I am grabbed from behind, one arm around my waist, and a hand covering my mouth. I recognize your scent and start to relax, but not for long. A blindfold is placed over my eyes.

“Don’t you make a sound”. I hear your voice in my ear and become confused. It’s your voice, but it’s full of something more sinister. I nod my head so you know I’ll comply. “Get on your knees”, I hear. I drop to my knees without thinking and you shove your cock in my mouth and start thrusting. The power of the thrusts is bruising my mouth and I know my mouth will be sore in the morning.

Just when I think you’re about to cum, you grab me by my hair and throw me onto the bed, pinning me to the bed with one hand around both of my wrists. Your other hand is around my throat. You slam your cock into my pussy. Although I’m soaking wet with my juices, it hurts when you enter me because my body hasn’t had time to adjust to your size. As your cock moves in and out of me, I can feel your power and know I’m under your complete control. When you cum, you grip my throat so hard I can barely breathe.

When you’re finished, you collapse on top of me. I know I should feel ashamed, shattered, but I don’t. I feel…sated.