A Forbidden Encounter of Sensual Deception and Unbridled Passion It's late evening, around eight pm, with a few seconds ticking away on that annoying clock over the kitchen door. You're sitting there in your living room, reading a book, your eyes stuck on the pages, your mind totally engrossed in it. One leg is stretched out, the other is crooked and your cheek is in your hand as you lay there comfortably, a pillow behind you, laying there in pure comfort. Black yoga pants caress along your legs and a purple sweatshirt lies tight on your body, a black t-shirt peeking out slightly below it. In the background plays a radio station which you hardly pay attention to, it's there mainly for ambience, so you don't feel like your home alone and lonely. So engrossed are you with the book that you don't notice me silently making my way into the living room, walking around the back of the couch and standing over you in silence, watching you read the book but saying nothing. Suddenly, all too suddenly you can't see the book... or anything really as the world turns black and as you try and scream out a hand covers your mouth and holds you in place, letting you struggle and wriggle but nothing more. With my strength I purely overpower you, pushing you onto your back on the couch and straddling your stomach, using that to pin you down as my hands move to shove a gag in your mouth, forcing your lips apart and then taping it closed. You try and fight back, you punch against my chest and try to scratch at my face but I grab your wrists and quickly tie them together, moving to do the same with your legs as you kick and make it all but impossible. Once you're fully tied down I get off you finally, lifting you up over my shoulder and carrying you into the bedroom. I still don't say anything and you struggle but there's nothing you can do at this point. Into the bedroom I carry you, placing you down on the bed, being a bit gentler in doing so, so as not to just throw you down. I work slowly now, taking my time, enjoying the moment as I untie your hands, only to tie them to the bedposts. I do the same with your legs, giving your thigh a light smack when I have you spread eagle. …but everything was about to change
