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Being home alone started to make me nervous. Like something always happens when you're home alone. Last time I was, there was this intruder. I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear someone fumbling with the lock on the back door. What should I do? Should I hide? Run? Call someone? Stay here? Think woman! I run into the spare bedroom and look around for a place to hide. Under the bed? No, too obvious. Under the desk? No, too visible. The closet! Perfect! Quickly I open up the closet and get inside, pulling the sliding door closed behind me as fast as I can. Before I can fully close it, I can hear the back door slamming against the wall, as if it's kicked open.
"Hello?!" A male voice bellows through the apartment. But I try not to respond to it, clamping my hand over my mouth to make sure I don't make much noise. I move away from the closet door and hide between some coats, hoping that he wouldn't be able to see me if he opens it. His heavy footsteps on the wooden floor are coming closer and closer and closer.
"Hello?!" He calls out again, hoping that I'm stupid enough to respond. I don't, I stay quiet, hoping that he will forget to look in the spare bedroom. His footsteps seem to be fading. I take a deep breath in relief but freeze when suddenly a door close by slams open and the loud sound of a picture frame shattering on the floor not too far from the closet echoes through the room. I clamp my hand over my mouth again. How did that happen? I didn't hear him coming!
"I know you're in here somewhere." He says loud enough for me to hear. I lean back further and close my eyes hoping that he's stupid enough not to check the closet. But just when I think he's gone I hear the sliding door in front of me open. Don't move the coats! Don't move the coats! A hand grabs a hand full of hair and drags me out of the closet. I struggle and claw at his hand in my hair but he drags me into the middle of the room without too much effort. He throws me onto the bed with ease, like a doll and ties me to the bed with rope. I struggle, trying to pull free, trying to kick him as he ties my legs.
"No, you can't do this!" I scream.
"Nobody can hear you, doll." He says. I try to move my head when he comes closer with a blindfold. But he slips it over my eyes with ease. I try to listen to sounds but all I can hear is my own heart beating loudly, which makes it harder to focus on what he is doing.
A loud cracking and a stinging pain spreads through my thighs. The familiar sting of a belt being whacked over my thighs over and over again, making me scream and squirm. He unties my legs and flips me over onto my stomach. I begot him to stop, to stop hurting me but instead he leans down and whispers in my ear.
"Take it like the whore you really are." He whacks the belt over my bum 5 times. I cry out trying to roll away from him. The belt is whacked over my back and I scream out.
"Please stop!" He rubs the stinging skin, making me moan. I shouldn't be moaning. I should be escaping. As if he can read my mind I feel him tightening the ropes on my wrists. His hands run up my legs while I try to kick at him. His hand slips between my legs and I can feel his fingertips against me.
"You're a little whore, aren't you? Look at you getting all wet for me." He says, chuckling. His hands run across my back and he flips me over. I moan as he touches my breasts. No, no, no, not good.
"You're going to be a good girl for me, aren't you?" He whispers. I bite my lip trying to control myself. But when he pinches my nipples hard I gasp and squirm a little.
"Well?" He says as he rolls my nipples between his fingers, without realising it I nod.
"Good girl!" His hand slips between my legs and he starts rubbing me, dipping his fingers into me and bringing the wetness up and rubs small circles on my clit. When I moan he slaps me hard between my legs. I gasp and he pushes his fingers into my mouth, as a reflex I suck his fingers clean. He moved his hands away and I can hear the ruffling sound of clothes being removed.
Without warning he flips me over, pulls my hips up, smacks my bum cheeks and pushes himself into my roughly. He thrusts into me hard and fast, making me moan loudly. He grabs a fistful of hair and pulls, causing me to arch my back up. His hand wraps around my throat and he squeezes, pounding into me harder and harder, until he cums inside me. He lets go of me and gets dressed. I can hear him move around the room and the door slams shut. Wait, what?
"Come back! Untie me!" I yell after him. But no response. I pull at the ropes but he tied them too tightly. Behind me I can hear the door open and I can hear 4 different voices.
"Mmm.. look at that." One of them says. I can't place it, but he sounds so familiar.

To be continued....