The Home Invader

Home Invasion Phone Sex

I came home after a night out with friends. Realizing I had forgotten to lock the door, I shrugged as I walked in, thinking nothing of it. I took off my jacket and walked into my bedroom. Playing on my phone, I sat on my bed and kicked off my shoes. I faced my window, the closet behind me. Too occupied with my phone, I didn’t notice the man slipping out from my closet and sneaking up to me. He snatched me up, covering my mouth to muffle my screams. He pulled out a knife and held it to my neck, and I knew that was his warning, telling me if I tried to run, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill me. I whimpered as he taped my wrists together, then to the bed post. He bunched up my top above my tits so they were exposed with my tummy. My skirt was next to be pulled off of me, and he took my panties into his mouth, licking the crotch before throwing them aside. He traced his knife up and down my body, circling my nipples, then my clit. I gulped in fear. Having something so sharp in such delicate areas was certainly unnerving. He took out his cock and shoved it inside my ass. It felt like fire as he ripped through me. I couldn’t help but let out a yelp of pain, and before I knew it, his blade sunk into my stomach. Blood poured out of my as he continued stabbing me. Standing up to reposition himself, he began to fuck one of the larger wounds in my torso. Blood bubbled out of my mouth as I cried and begged him to stop. Blowing his load inside my bloody knife, he left me just as I was as he escaped, his cum oozing out and mixing with my blood. Then he was gone.

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