Kidnapped in Her Own Home

The character in my story is not underage - she is living on her own so at least 18. The exact age hasn't been stated yet.

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Katy grabbed a towel as she stepped from the shower, taking it to dry her long hair. The black strands stuck wet to her back as she dropped the towel and opened the door to her bedroom. The cold air engulfed her. She could barely make out the shadows of her bed in the darkness. She took quick steps toward it, when a figure suddenly stepped in her path, she froze.
Her first instinct was to scream, but no sound came. Then it was to run - and she tried. She spun in a circle, but two hard arms wrapped around her before she could take a step. A hand clasped over her mouth.
"I'm so glad I didn't grab you right when you got in." He said into her ear, "I prefer clean pussy."

Her stomach filled with dread. She kicked out and tried to break lose. But he was strong. He dragged her toward the bed. Her breath came fast between his fingers as she fought to escape wildly.

One cold sharp blade to her neck and she stopped, "now I could cut your pretty neck and fuck you while you bleed out. Is that what you want?"

"No," was her muffled reply.

"Good, than stop being a stupid cunt. I'm going to fuck you. Don't struggle so much and you might live. Got it?"

He pulled the blade away and pushed her onto the bed. He grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head while he pressed his waste into hers, cementing her into place. For the first time, she saw his eyes. They were hazel, with faint lines around the edges. He was older. A black ski mask hid everything else but his yellow teeth.

"Please, don't,"

He covered her mouth with his, then bit her lip. It was disgusting. His breath stunk of cigarettes and alcohol. His tongue invaded her mouth. She tried to pull her arms free, she wriggled, but his thick tongue continued to probe her mouth.

His dick was pressing against her naked stomach. She couldn't handle it. She sunk her teeth into his tongue.

He slapped her across the face - hard, she released her jaw in shock.

"You fucking bitch!"

He strengthened his hold on her wrists, mashing them into the bed, as he lowered his head to her boobs. He bit her nipple hard.

"I'm sorry!" She cried out.

"Shut the fuck up, or I'll bit it off.
He continued to bit at her nipples. The pain made her sick. Her nipples were on fire. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Taking a break, he said, "You'll pay for that one all night."

His knees roughly forced her legs apart, then she felt his dick head against her pussy. He rubbed it back and forth, then steadily pushed it in. She was dry. He looked her in the eyes as he buried it deeper into her cunt.
"I hope it fucking hurts." He started fucking her with all his strength. The more she cried, the harder he fucked. The pain was unbelievable. He vagina was cramping around his dick, convulsing in the suddenness of the attack.
How could he possibly enjoy such dry sex? But he didn't seem to care at all. He buried his head back into her breasts and continued to bite them. Her moans of pain egged him on, he was fucking fast and hard when he finally bit down on her nipple, buried his dick, and came.
Her pussy stayed dry though. He must have been wearing a condom.
His body relaxed on top of hers, pressing her into the bed. It was sweaty and a little fat. Disgusting. His dick was softening inside of her.

"It's not over." He said, rolling off. "Don't move."

He pulled some objects out of a duffel bag that was laying next to the bed. He grabbed her arms. She was too exhausted to fight. The metal handcuffs were cold and hard on her wrists. He pushed her back onto the bed and they dug sharply into her flesh.
Next a large ball gab stretched her mouth open painfully. Finally he secured her legs far apart with a spreader bar. His hands tickled her as he ran them up and down her restrained body. She could hardly move an inch.
He lit a cigar and sat down next to her on the bed.
"I like it more when pussy is drenching wet. But I don't believe a bitch deserves to like it. Especially after that stunt you pulled, biting my tongue. That fucking pissed me off."

He took a puff of the cigar, then pushed it into her nipple. She squealed and wriggled around in the restraints.

"I'll show you having a wet pussy ain't all it's cracked up to be."
He pulled a couple more things out of his bag. First an ash tray he could set his cigar in. Than some other things she could barely make out in the darkness.

"This here," He brought a toy in front of her face. It had a black handle with a large silver ball on

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