1. The Break In


    Date: 8/5/2018, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Straight Sex, Rape, Voyeur, Author: millerdlee, Source: sexstories.com

    “Hey boys, gather around, I have a story to tell you,” I say as I walk in the bar and order a drink. I was out late last night, as usual, looking for open windows or back doors. People in this town are too trusting, as I’ve walked away with about $6,500 worth of goods in the few weeks I’ve been here. Last night was a bust on my side job, but paid very well in other dividends. It was the 8th house I tried last night, and the only one with an open window. It was about 2am, so I figured everyone would be asleep, and I was correct. I was sneaking around and went into what I thought was a den, but it was apparently a ladies bedroom. I should have quietly shut the door and snuck back out, but she shifted and her blankets fell off of her. She was wearing a baby doll nightie, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I stood mesmerized watching her sleep for what seemed like an eternity. Until I slowly slid over, risking being caught, I slid my hand up her leg lightly. Thankfully, the only response I got was to draw some goosebumps from her skin, which was sexy in its own way. Continuing my trek up her body with my hands, I slowly slid her top down over her breasts, exposing them to the cool night air, instantly causing her pierced eraser nub nipples to pop erect. I traced my fingers around first one, and then the other, gently pinching them, watching her to make sure she didn’t wake up. Lucky again so far. With the luck I’ve been having, I decide to be a little riskier, bending down ...
    and sucking one nipple into my mouth, I gently sucked on it. She let out a light moan, which sent me rushing quietly to the door. I stepped out of the room, and watched from behind the wall, ready to bolt at a moment’s notices. Lady luck has blessed me though, because she stayed asleep. Taking the moment while I was out, I snuck back to the kitchen, finding a roll of duct tape, I snuck back to her room. Outside her door, I pulled long strips, as quietly as I could, and placed them at the foot of her bed. First I took one foot, and taped it to one post of her bed, and then the other foot. Then I took her hands, taped them together and taped them to the ornamental piece on her headboard. Finally, I took a piece that was long enough, wrapping it around her mouth twice. This is the point where she woke up. She started squirming, trying to break free. She managed to pull one foot lose from the tape, and started kicking out at me. I quickly grabbed her leg again, avoiding getting kicked, and managed to re-tape it to the bed. Standing back, I admire my handy work. There was fear in her eyes, but behind it, a knowledge she would enjoy whatever happened. Still squirming and trying to get free, she tried to pull back away from my hand as I reached it towards her, with no luck. Reaching forward, I grabbed her by the back of the neck and leaned in and I whispered, “just relax, this will be over when I want it to be” and then I kissed her on the forehead. Her eyes widened, and a hint of ...
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