STRANGER IN THE HOUSE.....A ROLE PLAYING GAME by Joe DaVerbal Minddancer

As you walk through the door, You hit the light switch..again and again no light.
Anxiously you place your bags down. Dressed in summer heels.The sound of your footsteps seem to echo in the darkness. your pantyhose creates static against your mid thigh high skirt.
You Walk cautiously careful to avoid metal.you hate getting shocked...You sense something!!
But focus on your steps..The heat is staggering...No lights No A/C..the print of your black laced bra
Shows through that silk blouse..Your Sweating nervous..Alone..You make it to the kitchen. Reach for the fuse box.....Just then A strong sweaty hand cups your mouth. You feel something sharp at your throat.
A deep voice speaks..Don't Say A word..Don't turn Around..His hand moves down grabs your throat tightly. Frozen you feel the point of his knife slowly tracing the outline of your breast.
One by one the buttons of your blouse are cut off .Your heart pounding breast heaving.
His hard rough hands...Snatch one side of your bra down.. Exposing a firm full breast.
You Hear his throaty moan..He pinches your nipple you let out a muffled scream quickly
his hand was over your mouth..I TOLD YOU TO BE QUIET..He grabs your hair yanks
your head back and leads you toward the living room..you resist but his strength is too much.
Facing your couch your pushed down onto the couch bent over the backrest, his hand still clutching
your hair..PLEASE PLEASE DON'T HURT ME...He Mockingly repeats your frightened words.
PLEASE PLEASE DON'T HURT ME.....Shut up...as he kneels behind you..His hands Squeeze your breast
His heavy body on yours..he grabs your hand places it on his manhood ...Your eyes open wide in fear
So thick So long...NO NO Please... just then you feel thick fingers pulling at your pantyhose
A ripping sound fills the room ..One Finger Two He probes you... Gently You don't want it but it feels good..he probes deeper twisting his huge fingers in you...Suddenly he stops....Frozen you don't move
You hear the sound of his Zipper...He gets behind you places his hands on your cheeks begins to spread them open and........To be continued