The Intruder (Complete)
Deeply buried beneath the hazy shroud of sleep she was perhaps dreaming of her upcoming wedding with all the minute details still to be planned; or possibly her reliable; albeit dull and predictable fiancee, Harold. In the land of enchanted dreams however, Harold wasn't an ultra-conservative accountant trying to make partnership at his firm; he was a charming and sophisticated who masterfully made love to her every night and knew her mind and body better than she knew herself. Regardless of the idealized lover in her gossamer fantasies, Harold was neither spontaneous nor had they consummated their love at all. At times she romanticized that his traditional desire to wait until they were before accepting her "most precious gift" was simply a sign of his gentlemanly respect for her but deep down she knew it was actually because he was preoccupied with his career and uninterested in 'sins of the flesh'. He had been strictly raised to believe that sex was just for creating children and that it was only meant to happen after Marriage. On more than one occasion Harold had confessed that he had proposed to her because he knew she was "chaste, pure and uncorrupted by the hands of man". It her feelings to realize that his love for her was conditional and depended on her intact maidenhood. If she wasn't a virgin he would have never wanted to marry her. Regardless of his compassionate shortcomings and judgmental nature, his numerous good qualities ensured he would be a good provider and loyal to her forever which was what she was raised to believe was most important. There were times when that was of little consolation since she sought an emotional soulmate and exciting confidante who desired her madly. Being the practical planner that he was, Harold had probably already mapped out their financial future and purchased cemetery plots for them, she presumed sadly. Her had repeatedly chased away the schoolgirl notions she entertained (of being spontaneously swept off her feet by a handsome stranger) and that strong encouragement to seek stability over excitement had taken root in reality but her well intentioned advice couldn't reach into her dreams to destroy that. There she was free to fantasize about a very different life than what she knew the future held for her. In the twilight world between reality and the "land of nod" she awakened with a shudder; initially unsure of her surroundings or what had just happened. Out of the darkness a powerful hand forcefully covered her mouth and prevented her from being able to scream. Her eyes flew wide open with panic when she realized that she was at home in bed but obviously not alone! The overwhelming fear caused adrenaline to flood her veins and made her heart beat fiercely. A gruff voice in the darkness told her that if she cried out or tried to escape she would die. A sharp knife in her side convinced her that she was absolutely AWAKE and that the intruder meant everything he said. She knew she had no choice but to do as he demanded.. Her first innocent and semi-conscious instinct was to tell him to take whatever he wanted in the house (possessions) and then she begged "the thief" to not her... The intruder laughed sadistically at her mistaken interpretation of why he was there. She finally understood his dark motivation and what he actually meant to "steal"! With wide open eyes she realized he intended to violate HER instead of taking any of the houses material possessions..... Tears filled her eyes and she began to sob when the realization came that there was no way to reason with an aroused and desperate rapist in the confines of her bed; or to appeal to his sense of decency. He obviously possessed no such virtue considering the dire situation she found herself in and her desperate plea to keep her virginity intact to save for her future husband fell on deaf ears. The evil smile on his otherwise masked face told her that he didn't care about the importance of her virginity to her fiancee. Her next desperate ploy was to try to convince him that her was there in the house and would be awakened by the noise. "Nice try bitch! I've had this house under observation all week and I know they left this morning for their vacation with a carload of suitcases! Looks like they'll be gone for several days at least. I can't believe they left such a juicy cherry like you here all alone for me to play with. That was mighty generous of them and it's the least I can do to bring a little excitement to your boring and previously uneventful life!" The intruder's malicious words and sadistic grin sent a shiver of revulsion throughout her shaking body. "You must think I'm pretty stupid if you thought I would just break in here without first making sure I wouldn't be interrupted during our fun! It's just you and me slut, and I'm going to FUCK you eight ways from Sunday!" The sheer magnitude and intensity of his threatening words reminded her again of what was about to occur and she begin to cry; feeling powerless and frightened beyond words. "No, no; plea-se don't! I beg you... ANYTHING but that!" "I'm going to make you my sweet little FUCKtoy and ASSwhore. Before it's all over you're going to love my cock in all your nasty holes, slut!". "No, never... I'll never like what you do to me, you bastard!" ; Anger and resentment rose in her quavering voice. "Suit yourself...... There's nothing sweeter than 'forbidden fruit' like yours!..... I can't wait to hear you cry out when I your cherry wide open with this! Here, I want you to feel me, now!" The intruder grabbed her shaking hand and placed it against his throbbing erection despite all her efforts to resist. Her eyes widened in terror when she made contact with his enormous, blood engorged manhood. It was the first time in her life she had ever touched a and the tactile shock was a physical reminder of what she was about to have forced inside her against her will. More tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt so "dirty" touching another man's cock and wondered if Harold would ever be able to forgive her for what she was being made to do. His powerful wrists held her delicate hand around his foreign member and guided her in masterfully stroking him. Each repetitive stroke seemed to incense him into even greater levels of lustful excitement and she wondered if her forced "cooperation" was helping or hurting her chances of avoiding his intended sexual assault. Her vision by then had completely adjusted to the darkness and she could see that his masked face was contorted in pleasure which frightened her even more. He was dressed completely in black and his looming form seemed to dominate the entire room. After reaching climax she hoped his all consuming desire to deflower her would be satiated so he wouldn't rob her of her innocence, but instead he immediately ripped open her nightgown and savagely exposed her nakedness to him. She protested weakly and tried to cover herself..... His shimmering knife reminded her of how little choice she had in the situation. "PLEASE don't make me do this! I love my fiancee and he would never be able to accept me if you..." Instantly she noticed a peculiar and startling shift in her attacker's countenance. Her last desperate plea for mercy seemed to change his entire temperament from a hardened 'monster' interested in brutally assaulting her and serving his own selfish desires; to an almost sympathetic and caring individual. For the first time in the nightmarish ordeal she was able to see him as a human being with sincere compassion for her worries and disgust for anyone who would hold what he was doing against her. His voice and tone changed so drastically from being forcefully sadistic to apologetic and remorseful for his actions, that she almost forgot why he was there. "What kind of would hold something like this against YOU?"; He asked in a gentle whisper. "It's completely out of your control! You didn't ask for me to break in here and do this, did you? He'll probably love you even more than before and do all he can to help you forget it and heal. That's what I would do if you were mine." She started to tearfully protest again that Harold was extremely fashioned and expected her to be an "uncontaminated and pure" virgin until their wedding night. He sensed what she was about to say and interrupted. "No; If anything, he should be relieved that he wasn't the one who had to deflower you and bring you pain... If he really loves you he won't care about any of that since it is him that you love, right?" She hesitated only a brief moment before responding that she did in fact love him despite his conditional expectations for her and lack of spontaneity. "Actually, I probably did ask for something like this to happen."; She reluctantly added in response to his earlier question. "All my life I've wanted more 'excitement' and this is probably my punishment for dreaming and fantasizing of a 'fairy tale' instead of accepting reality." "It doesn't have to be a 'punishment'"; He offered suggestively with a sly smile. Using a surprisingly tender touch he delicately caressed her cheek and the nape of her neck in a way that made her melt and forget his earlier malicious treatment. She TRIED to lay completely still and in no way participate in what he was doing (since she had no choice but to allow him to have his way with her) but a responsive moan escaped her lips and betrayed the truth despite her best efforts. A thousand thoughts flooded her mind as his hands masterfully touched her in ways that she knew Harold would never be able to. Initially she felt guilty for enjoying his touch and attempted to resist his charms and gentle ministrations but eventually pleasure won out over logic and she surrendered to the moment. He was touching her most intimate places and she didn't even know who he was! Every nerve ending on her body was tingling and stimulated. First her nipples silently admitted her arousal and then soon after she felt her sex swell and moisten dramatically. His hands felt so pleasurable on her skin that she didn't even realize when her thighs parted involuntarily in anticipation. She could no longer pretend that she wasn't enjoying his touch and when he began licking her all over she cried out for release. His passionate kisses on her breasts, belly and thighs made her swoon and gyrate her hips to steer him to her throbbing pleasure button. Naturally he teased her until she actually begged him to make her come. For the first time in her life she felt a man's warm tongue caress her flower petals and sweet bud. Almost instantly his fluttering tongue and gentle drew out of her an explosive climax that sent her over the edge into spasmodic convulsions. He continued to hold onto her shaking hips and pleasure her until the sensations were so intense that she begged him to stop. When her breathing returned to normal and the climactic euphoria faded away it was replaced with overwhelming confusion and guilt which she felt from immensely enjoying what had just happened. She realized that she had become somewhat of a willing participant in her own assault; therefore redefining it as consensual seduction which she had to accept partial responsibility for. While she certainly hadn't arranged for him to invade her privacy in the middle of the night and forcefully demand sexual gratification, there was no denying that she was excited beyond words by the dramatic turn of events which her life had just taken and she craved more desperately. He put his hand on her cheek and wiped away the falling tears; as if to silently confirm that he understood what was on her mind and the reason for her sadness. Despite the bizarreness of the circumstances, she was deeply touched by his considerate and astute gesture and began to feel a unique bond with him which she had never managed to achieve with Harold; the she had known for years and was destined to spend the rest of her life with. Ironically, the intruder in her bed who came to sexually assault her knew her better than her own fiancee did! The Stranger placed his hand on her heart and whispered: "I want you to know that if you don't want this to go any farther then I will stop. it's up to you. Tell me what you are thinking... I really do care." All of the conflicting emotions whirling about in her mind troubled her. If there ever was any excuse for not having any choice in what happened that point had passed. If she permitted him to continue on and take her virginity then she had no one to blame but herself. It was then when she realized what would happen next if she agreed. Worrying that he might not be concerned about the consequences of his actions, she nervously asked if he had a condom to protect her from unwanted pregnancy and disease. The Intruder grinned and slowly removed his mask.... "I think you know all too well that I ALWAYS prepare meticulously for every event or situation WE might encounter!" "OH MY GOD; HAROLD! I can't... believe.... it's YOU!!! WHY?" That was the only question she could manage to get out as she attempted to comprehend the startling fact that it had been her "mild mannered" fiancee who had terrified her in the dark and pretended to be a vicious rapist. As a mysterious and desperate stranger he had eventually won her heart and sympathy with his earnest sincerity and compassion for her plight. Now she was gazing straight in the eyes of the very who she had been accusing of being too predictable. The irony was not lost in her... "In one night I have gotten to know you better than in the last 3 years! Why have you these feelings and this side of your personality from me?" "In the last year I have become more and more aware of your growing restlessness and dissatisfaction with our relationship! I know you dream of being with a wild and spontaneous who acts swiftly without thinking and analyzing every detail and aspect like I do. Part of me wanted to see if you were still loyal to me in your heart despite your yearning desire to have a spontaneous lover, and the other side wanted to prove to myself that I could surprise you and change your prudish and conservative perspective of me. I guess I doubted you still loved me." A seductive gleam filled her dewy eyes. "Come here baby and let me show you right now how much I love you! I've saved this present all my life just to give you." Her upcoming marriage would be very good indeed with Harold the "predictable" CPA after all!
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