Breaking in through the back door was a piece of cake and didn't take him much effort at all. Living next door made getting into her yard easy and with little risk of anyone seeing.
With the ski-mask over his face to hide his identity, a bag slung over his shoulder with various items in it to facilitate the attack, and a Beretta 9mm gun in hand he was ready to strike. On his way through the kitchen he pulled the phone off the hook and set it on the counter, preventing any calls from being made out or in while it remained off.
Slowly he crept up the stairs, being sure to be quiet. He had seen the lights in her room go on while others had been off so he knew where she was.
She was completely oblivious to her surroundings as she put things away in her room. He struck quickly, tucking the gun in his pants with the safety on he then wrapped one arm around her waist the other over her mouth and shoved her towards the bed.
"Listen up slut. Scream or fight and you're dead." The hand around her waist was already working her pants zipper.
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sex without pain is like food without taste. - Marquis De Sade 1740-1814
i've already told you: the only way to a woman's heart is along the path of torment. i know none other as sure. - Marquis De Sade 1740-1814
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