Home invasion.

I woke to the sound of something crashing in the spare room beside me. I shoot up in bed, my heart hammering. I listen but hear nothing else. 

I must of just worried myself as its my first night alone. My husband is unfortunately away on business. And I'm in this big house, all alone. Even the bed feels huge. I snuggle back into the sheets. Inhaling the vanilla scent of the bedding, I relax. A small smile on my face. Just as I feel myself drifting off I hear one of the floorboards by my bedroom door creek. 

I know that wasn't in my head and I slowly turn towards the door, trying to keep silent. Before I can even fully turn, a hand is slammed down onto my mouth. 

I automatically struggle, my arms and legs flying out hoping to come in contact with something. My long nails dig into the leather glove of the hand holding my head to the bed. 

There are two men here. One keeps me pinned while the other uses rope to secure my ankles to the bed posts. The rope burns my skin if I try to pull. My legs are spread. Pulled as far apart as they're able to go. 

 I'm scared. 

 I begin to cry. The tears falling down my face and into my hair. "Please don't do this to me. Please. I'll do anything." 

 The man that held me down removes his balaclava and looks down at me. "Look, calm down and stop crying. I'm not going to hurt you. But I do need to restrain you. We need to collect some things and we need to make sure you don't get away or contact the police. " 

 I calmed my breathing, and let guy number 2 tie my wrists to the bedposts by my head. He didn't speak to me. I wondered if he was just the gorilla. Just some extra muscle. 

 Once I was tied. The gorilla sat on the chair by my bed. His eyes never leaving me. Guy number 1 began rummaging through my belongings. He bought out my lap top and started it up. Uh oh. 

 "Please don't take that." I whisper. "It has personal information on." "Oh yeah? What kind of information? " 

 He continues to look through the content of my laptop. I can see everything that he can. He clicks onto the videos and I inwardly moan. 

Shit. He's going to find them. He presses play on the first video and proceeds to watch it. After a minute he turns to me with a smirk on his face. 

 "Looks like somebodys been naughty." His hand reaches my ankle and strokes me, but doesn't stray any further. I find myself wet and hope that they can't tell. With my legs spread this way, I don't know if the intruders can see up my nightgown. 

 I don't know if it's the strangers tented trousers or seeing the video of me fucking two guys that have got my pussy soaking, but for whatever reason I'm wet. I pray for it to stop. 

"Do any of these videos star your husband Mrs Voile? Or have you been really bad? I'm sure he'd like to see his hot wife being such a naughty girl." My eyes tear up once again and I release a small whimper. 

 "Aww don't cry. How about I make you a deal? " I look at intruder number 1. Without really thinking about it I nod my head. 

 "I'll swap you... This lap top for..hmmm. Your nightdress?" Oh my god. They're going to rape me. My heart begins to pound once again and I start to cry again. 

 "Hey, hey, hey. Don't cry. It's not that bad." He's made his way up the bed and is now stroking my cheeks. Calming me. Massaging the tears into my skin. 

"I promise I won't touch you. It just looks like really expensive material. You can say no. I'll just take the lap top instead." I slowly nod my head. I'll swap anything to keep that laptop. 

 "Yes, ok. Yes." 

"You sure?" He looks at me as though he actually gives a shit. I nod my head once again. He puts his hand out. Palm towards the ceiling. And Mr gorilla stood up and placed a pair of scissors on the outstretched hand. 

The scissors were cool against my skin as he snipped the tiny strings of my nightie. I closed my eyes as this was happening. 'I'm not here, I'm not here, I'm not here.' 

 I suddenly felt the metal at almost the top of my inner thigh, then I felt it slowly work its way up. Keeping contact with my skin. Fuck! I'm really, really wet. They're going to see. It's carried on up the inside of my thigh and is now touching my pussy through my thin satin thong. I jerk when the scissors touch my clit. He circles my clit, forcing me to swell. My breathing heavy and fast but I refuse to moan. I hear his chuckle when he continues up my body. 

When he's cut past my stomach and at my tits he cuts just above them, and then uses the cold metal to caress my nipples. They immediately harden. My devious body is loving the contact, and my back arches off the bed. A moan stuck in my mouth. 

He completes his task. My body naked bar my satin thong. I open my eyes to see him stood at the end of the bed. His hand on his dick, and his eyes trailing a hot burn on my body. 

 The next video begins to play. I'm being fucked from behind in this video. I'm bent over a desk, and there is a guy behind me pulling my hair to force my back to arch and ploughing his dick into my pussy. 

My moans are loud in the video, and my tits bounce from the force of the guys thrusts. I can't help squirming. I've never been so turned on before. Guy number 1 looks me in the eyes again before picking up the laptop and placing it on my stomach. 

 I can see everything clearer now. I look away, not wanting to get myself any wetter. "Watch it!" He tells me. I look at him, as I'm about to argue he speaks again. "Watch it, or I'll take it with me. It's hot as fuck. Watch it. And make sure you enjoy it." 

                      **** 

 My breathing is so heavy, I can't stop wriggling. Every once in a while I moan. I've been watching myself fuck or be fucked for ages now. The guy has been collecting things and has 3 big duffle bags full now. 

 He comes towards me with a smirk on his face. 

 "Looks like you're enjoying that." "Yeah." Fuck, where did that come from? I'm so horny I'm not thinking straight. 

 "Yeah?" He grins at me, like he's just won a game. 

 "I won't touch you, but I'll help with the discomfort. Yeah?" He didn't wait for my response. He pulled out my small vibrator, switched it on and placed it against my satin underwear. He then placed a book at the base of my toy to stop it from moving away. It felt incredible. The tip of the vibrator on my clit, but because of the material of my panties, small vibrations were sent all over the covered area. It was nowhere near strong enough. He put it on the lowest setting.

 This is just going to keep me on edge. I whimper and try to grind myself into it, but end up just knocking it over. Guy number 1 comes around the side of the bed to me. "Tut, tut. Awww. Is that not enough for you?" I shake my head. I don't care any more that these strangers are in my home uninvited. I need to come. I'm far too horny. I need it. 

 "Do you need more?" 

"Yes." I moan. "Please." He puts the vibrator back in place. But this time inside my thong. Fuck. He didn't turn it up. He then produces my pink rubber vibrating nipple clamps. Placed them on my hard aching nipples and turned them on the highest setting. The clamps didn't pinch much and were in no way painful. 

But they felt fucking fantastic. The vibrations strong and spreading their way across the whole of my tits. I'm moaning loudly now. I'm pulling on my restraints and thrashing my head from side to side. It's still not strong enough. I'm so close to coming. But I know my body well enough. 

I'll stay in this state of pleasure without reaching my orgasm. 

 "Right. That's us done. I need one more thing before we leave." He reached into his jacket and pulled out a small black stick. Then stuck it into the laptop still playing all my porns. Oh, Jesus. It's a fucking memory stick. 

 "Can't leave without all these naughty videos can I? I told you, you could keep the laptop."