Home Invasion

I had been awakened at the same time every morning for the last three weeks, 3 a.m. and I’m wide awake. I got up to go and pee, when I heard a sound of rattling dishes or something coming from my kitchen downstairs. I walked to my closet instead of the bathroom, and reached inside acquiring the bat that I hadn’t used for softball in over a year. I crept silently staying close to the wall down the steps ensuring that I didn’t step on the creaky steps that I hadn’t fixed in years, therefore, I knew exactly where they were.
As I got to the end of the staircase and turned the corner headed toward the kitchen when I heard another loud thump. I tightened my choke up on the bat as silently approached the kitchen. I could see a shadow on the far wall; it appeared to be a man based on the shape. Now I was scared it was 3 a.m. in the morning, I lived in a very rural area, where the police where at least 20 minutes from me. Had I been smart instead of thinking I was invincible I would have called the cops on my cell and they would have been on their way. But not I, my first instinct was to grab a ball bat and take it on myself, now I knew how dumb I had been. Well nothing I could do now but approach and threaten to beat the living hell out of this guy in my kitchen. I rounded the corner and stood face to face with this man all I could really see was the moonlight shining in from the window hitting his dark eyes.
“Get the fuck out of my house, “I screamed.
Instantly this guy grabbed my hand that was on the bat and squeezed, the pain was intense, however, I was not letting go of the damn thing. I screamed in rage and fear as he began to battle me for my weapon. I knew if I let go since I had seen this guy my life was in serious danger. He didn’t make a sound as I fought with all I had. He jerked the bat from my hand and through it to the floor; I began pounding on his head, face, chest and anything else I could hit as I swung wildly at this stranger. I was aware that my t-shirt I had worn was ripped and my breast was exposed but I didn’t care I just had to get away from this guy. He shoved me against the wall and put his forearm into my throat. I was gasping for air when he ripped my gown off of my body, I was very aware of my surroundings, he had me against a wall where there were no pictures, nothing I could use as a weapon against this intruder.

Roughly, his hands began to fondle my exposed breasts; I still struggled as his forearm was tightened against my throat. I was trying to breathe, all I could think of at that moment was to just give up let him fuck me get the hell out of my house. I could call the cops and they would catch this son of a bitch. He pulled roughly at my breast pulling my nipples and smacking them with his hand, it hurt I had never been roughed up before, nor had I ever enjoyed rough sex before. Not that this was sex, I was being raped, I was being forced to fuck this stranger that had invaded my home.
The guy grabbed a handful of my hair, “your going to shut the fuck up, stop trying to fight and come with me or I swear to god I’ll kill you,” he spat at me. I looked at him; he had a handsome face, one that I would likely not forget anytime soon. He had dark eyes; black hair pulled into a pony tail and had a dark complexion. He pulled me by the hair into the living room and threw me on the sofa. There was really no point in fighting this guy he was going to rape me one way or the other, I just as well be very still and let him do whatever. He unzipped his pants and pulled them off; I could see his huge cock bulging in his underwear. He got on top of me and began to suck my nipples ...

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