Home Invasion (closed)

[Angeleyz]

Sitting at the red light, Natasha Greene stared at the hypnotic movement of the windshield wipers, the steady drum of rain all but drowning out the weather report.

".... high probability.... thunderstorms.... damaging winds...."

Scoffing a little at the high probability of a thunderstorm, when she had been driving through rain for the last 20 minutes, Natasha was just grateful that she was almost home. Two more lights to go and she'd be there. She still had a hard time believing the split Colonial was hers, but there was no way she could continue living in the basement of her parents' house and all of her friends had cramped apartments and weren't interested in giving up their roosts so close the bar scene.

The light finally turned green and Natasha carefully navigated her blue classic Volkswagon Beetle onto the country road, trying not to think about the Infinity M37 that she had come so close to buying two months ago before deciding that she'd rather have her own place. She consoled herself with the thought that she'd been fortunate to find the house at such an awesome price, even if it was more remote than she had originally envisioned. Almost missing her last turn in the downpour, Natasha promised herself that she'd look into replacing her trusty Beetle as soon as she finished her painting and decorating projects.

Hitting the garage door opener, she undid the French braid that had confined her hair while at the bank where she worked as an Accounts Manager. Her long black hair settled around her shoulders as she slowly pulled in and closed the door. Natasha walked in, dropping her briefcase by the door and started walking up the stairs to the second floor wanting nothing more than an nice, hot shower. Leaving a trail of clothes along the way, she giggled to herself as she celebrated the fact that there was no one to tell her to pick things up, even if she knew she'd tidy up as soon as the shower was over.

After turning the shower on, Natasha padded around the bathroom, lighting candles here and there just in case the electricity went out. Setting her Ipod to random play, she cranked it up and then slipped into the shower, letting the hot water soothe her tired neck and shoulder muscles.

 

[justabrick]

John slipped quietly through the front door of the impressive home, having prized open the lock. He'd picked hundreds of locks like this in his career, and by now found it almost effortless. He was barely inside when he heard the groan of the garage door, and a car slide inside. He froze. He was about to turn and make his escape, when a photograph caught his eye. A young woman, obviously successful, obviously beautiful. Looking across the living room, he saw several photos of her. He was entranced, fixated on her. He had to have her.

It was then that he heard the shower start to flow, and the sound of song echoing from down the hall. Staying tight to the wall, he approached. His breath caught as he noticed clothes on the floor- first a high-heeled shoe, then another... then pantyhose... a skirt... a very sexy pair of panties... step by step, he inched toward the bathroom door. Then he stopped. He noticed the bedroom, just around the corner, and entered. Quickly, he made his way through the dresser drawers, stuffing as much jewelery into his pockets as he could. Suddenly, the shower stopped. He ducked into the closet, hiding himself among the sweet-smelling women's clothes, and closed the door.

He sighed, and pulled out the bottle from his pocket. He'd never used chloroform, but, he thought, in this situation it might come in useful. He'd forgotten to bring a cloth with him, and so he picked up a pair of panties he found in the closet, and doused them with the liquid.

 

[Angeleyz]

Stepping out of the shower, Natasha grabbed one of the bathsheets hanging on the wall and began drying off. Seeing her rather pink skin, she made a note to herself that perhaps she should turn down the temperature next time. 'Lobster red only works for lobsters,' she thought to herself.

After wrapping her hair up in another towel, Natasha applied some lotion to her toned arms and legs. Smoothing the last of the lotion up and over her shoulders, she sighed as she realized she had failed to bring in either her robe or her favorite pajamas - a man's white tshirt. Wrapping the original dampened towel around her, she shivered delicately when stepping into her much cooler bedroom.

Padding towards her closet to retrieve something to wear, Natasha is puzzled to see the closet door closed. Even though she habitually left it open, she chalked it up to her rush to get to her 8am meeting earlier or perhaps the air conditioning. Opening the door, and nudging it wider with her right hip, Natasha peeked into her large walk-in closet trying to remember where she had left her robe. Spotting it draped over the small chair in the far corner, she let the towel slip from her body and pulled the over-large robe on. An abandoned item from her college boyfriend, the robe all but swallows her small frame. Turning around, she picked up the towel and started out of the closet to hang it up.

 

[justabrick]

John slid toward the back of the closet as the door opened. She didn't seem to notice him at all, as she reached in for her robe. He noticed her, though. Through the hanging clothes, he spied her slender body, and nearly gasped as the towel dropped from her body, sure he'd walked into a model's house. He found his manhood begin to stiffen at the sight of her. Carefully, he followed her as she left the closet.

 

[Angeleyz]

Natasha walked towards her nightstand, slowly unwrapping the towel from her head. As she rubbed her hair, she absently considered her options for the evening. ‘Cuddle up to a good smut, I mean historical romance? Watch the season’s finale of Game of Thrones before someone ruins it for me? Watch a movie?’ She immediately ruled out any horror movies. She was still adjusting to living in the house all by herself and didn’t need to be freaking out so that she jumped at any little noise, especially if the lights went out.

“Okay, rom com it is,” she said aloud as she bent slightly at the waist, flipping her hair over and rubbing vigorously to remove any excess water.

 

[justabrick]

John smiled as he heard her talking to herself. He took the panties from his pocket, and was about to trap her in his arms, when she bent forward, giving him an unobstructed view of her toned ass. It drove him wild, and he nearly lunged at her there and then. But he managed to control himself until she straightened up. Quick as a flash, he covered her mouth with the drug-soaked fabric, then wrapped his other arm around her chest, in an attempt to pin her arms. He'd never drugged anyone in this way, but he'd heard it could take a while for the sedative to set in. He didn't mind- it would be well worth the struggle, to have her in his control, and besides, he had more than enough strength to deal with her.

 

[Angeleyz]

Natasha shrieked loudly when someone grabbed her from behind, shoving something wet and strong smelling in her face. She struggled to free herself, trying to wiggle this way and that, bucking like a horse against the iron grip. Frantically she tried to remember what the instructor had said at the self defense class the bank had provided a couple of months ago. There was no way to do an eye gorge of any kind with her arms pinned to her sides by the decidedly male body behind her. Whimpering, she alternated between attempting to kick backwards or rocking to the side such that she could execute the groin strike the instructor said would be so effective.

Her head reeling from whatever was pressed to her mouth and nose, Natasha’s wails continued to be muffled as she ruled out biting and any kind of ear slap. Her only hope was a classic foot stomp, but it seemed to have no effect on whoever was behind her. ‘Need… my…. heels,’ she thought almost in a distracted matter. Chest heaving from her attempts to free herself and the sheer panic racing through her body, Natasha was additionally freaked out by the fact that whoever held her had uttered not a single sound, nor gave any indication that her attempts to free herself was causing any kind of exertion on their part.

Her eyes felt heavy. Her body sluggish. ‘Think, Nat,’ she screamed silently, ‘do something...!’

Shaking her head in an attempt to clear the cobwebs, Natasha tried to stomp on the person’s foot, over and over again. Her movements got more and more clumsy, slower and slower, until she was barely able to pick up her foot. Eyes barely slit open, her chin dropping towards her chest, Natasha’s wails faded to whimpers until even those were silenced. She attempted one more time to pry her eyes open, and then the darkness rushed over her as she lost consciousness.

 

[justabrick]

He held tight, keeping the young woman in a bear hug, as she bucked and twisted, trying to free herself from his strong arms. His legs easily withstood her increasingly feeble attempts to topple him, and eventually, he held her in his arms, her body limp and barely putting up a fight. As the last signs of struggle faded from her muscles, he placed her on her bed, and watched as her eyelids fluttered closed, with a quiet wimper. He held the cloth in place as she breathed a few more breaths, insuring she would sleep deeply.

Not sure how long the drug would last, he quickly took the tie from her robe, and bound her hands together, around the bedpost. He took the shirt she had been wearing, and gagged her mouth. He didn't see any sign of a man in her life, so he was pretty sure they would have some good, long time to themselves.

After propping her limp legs open in an inviting pose, he began to undress. He felt his cock quickly rise, as he freed it from his pants, and admired her shapely body. "Oh man, are we going to have some fun," he smiled.

 

[Angeleyz]

Natasha's eyes felt so very heavy... They just wouldn't open. Her body felt so stiff, surely she had been sleeping for a long time. She was having trouble figuring out why she was in such an odd position - she never slept on her back. She preferred to sleep on her left side snuggled up with a long body pillow. Her head rocked ever so slightly back and forth as she tried to claw her way out of the cobwebs that seemed to have snared her mind and senses. It was like being stuck in a nightmare where you knew you were dreaming, but still couldn't get yourself to wake up or to change a channel of something.

She just knew she needed to remember something. Her eyes started to move more rapidly behind her closed eyelids. 'Something... Something... have... to... do.... something...', her thoughts disjointed, but still insistent. Natasha was able to open her right eye ever so slightly. The lights were on. Her IPod was playing. Why would that be if she had been sleeping. Her eyelid fluttered back down.

When she was able to slit her left eye open, she saw a sight that Natasha couldn't understand. A stranger stood at the foot of her bed. A stranger with something in his hand. She looked dumbfounded at the man, trying to understand what was going on. It took her several long minutes to finally put two and two together and remember the struggle that had occurred earlier. Horrified she realized just what the stranger had in his hand.

 

[justabrick]

"You're awake a little earlier than I expected," he said softly, smiling, "That's alright... just make sure you don't make too much noise, or it's light's out again, understand?" He lifted his knees, and knelt on the bed, between her legs. He trailed a finger along her toned belly, then leaned over her body, his cock laying on her soft flesh. "You ready for some fun?" he whispered in her ear, looking at her waking eyes.

 

[Angeleyz]

Eyes widening in alarm, Natasha tried to move when the stranger knelt between her legs. Her abdominal muscles rippling in reaction to his finger moving across her belly. Muffled noises emanating from behind the gag, her head shaking back and forth.

'Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod,' she wailed in her mind.

 

[justabrick]

He was pleased to find that she was relatively quiet, as he hovered over her. He looked down her fit body, and was filled with excitement. Slowly, he dropped kisses down her body, starting with her neck. "Mmmm, you taste nice," he smiled, "I wonder if you taste this great all over...?" His lips dropped to her breasts, pausing to circle his tongue around her nipples, then down those shapely abs, and between her legs, which he held open with his strong arms.

 

[Angeleyz]

Strong arms held her legs apart as his mouth closed in on their apex, but Natasha found she was able to bend her legs just right so that she was able to strike at his back with her heels. Hours spent on the elliptical came in handy as she rained down a series of powerful kicks. She struggled to free her arms, rocking back and forth, while wailing.

 

[justabrick]

John yelled out as her heels pummeled his back. "Fuck!" he rasped angrily. He slapped her face, then held it in his hand, looking into her eyes. He held the chloroform bottle in front of her face. "If you want me to use this again, and have another nice nap, you just keep doing what you're doing." Suddenly, his voice calmed. "Otherwise, just relax and enjoy the ride." His fingers began probing her pussy, and his hand dropped from her face to her neck, keeping mild pressure on her windpipe.

 

[Angeleyz]

Natasha would have cried out when the stranger slapped her, but the threat in both his eyes and words scared the bejeezus out of her. If he knocked her out again, there was no telling what he might do to her, and she wouldn't even know. Her attempts to plead with him were muffled by the gag.

Her dark brown eyes begged him to stop as his fingers began probing her. She was no virgin, but it had been awhile since she had been with someone. She started to close her legs, shaking her head no, when he gripped her throat. Afraid he might snap again, and this time choke her unconscious... or worse... she laid there, afraid to move.

 

[justabrick]

He struggled to enter her, but finally managed to slide his hard cock inside her tight hole. Slowly, he began thrusting, pleased that she'd stopped struggling so much, though her muscles were involuntarily tense. He eyed the chloroform-soaked cloth on her night stand. "Here, have a little more," he said, roughly. He placed the cloth over her mouth briefly, not to knock her out completely, but just to let her relax. "We'll both enjoy this so much more if you're relaxed," he whispered in her ear. "That's a good girl, just breathe." With some of the tensity taken out of her muscles, he slid deeper inside, fucking her as she lay below him.

 

[Angeleyz]

Natasha cringed when he roughly entered her, unable to believe this was happening in her own home. His thrusts into her practically dry pussy were painful, bringing tears to her eyes. She wanted to scream, to fight, but was so afraid what more he'd do to her that she just laid there.

When he placed the cloth over her mouth, Natasha feared he meant to knock her out again. His hot breath in her ear whispering about relaxing just made her want to fight against the fumes, but she could feel them at work on her senses, lulling her senses and muscles.

A lone tear streaked down her cheek as he slide further inside.

 

[justabrick]

"Oh, baby, don't cry," he said softly, wiping her tear away, and kissing her cheek, "Just relax," he repeated. He thrust himself into her again, probing her deeply, exploring her with his cock. Gradually, his thrusts quickened, and he found himself gripping her tight. He knew she wouldn't escape, but his body was tense with excitement.

 

[Angeleyz]

Natasha had a hard time reconciling the fact that the man who had invaded her house, her sanctuary, and even now her body could kiss her, wipe her tear and tell her to relax. Maybe she had fallen in the shower and hit her head. Maybe this was some nightmare that she could alter like she had done so many times before as a child. 'Change the channel, Nat...,' she thought to herself. But no amount of wishful thinking made things any different. If anything, the thrusts got quicker and the grip on her arms tighter.