January 9, 2011 Leave a comment
Background: When I was fourteen, my house had an attempted break-in but luckily my mother and I managed to scare the burgular off. A question came into my mind afterwards, what if he suceeded?
Mom and I walked gingerly down the stairs. We two females were along from a family of six: Dad was overseas on a business trip, my older brother was at some residental science competition, my younger brother was at Scouts camp and my sister was overseas in College. I was dressed in a blue bra, pink panties, loose shorts and T-Shirt. Mom was in a skirt and sleeveless blouse. The noise from outside interrupted both of us and we decided to investigate. There were news reports of several break-ins in houses two blocks away. The problem may have been solved if we had a working alarm system. The problem was we didn’t and the repairman would only come a week later.
As we turned around the corner into the back store room when suddenly, a shadowy figure jumped in front of us and mom was tackled.
Mmmph!!”She cried and so did I. The whole place was dark and the only light I saw was a silver shine. It was a knife! Screaming, I tried to turn back to run but was interrupted by a booming voice.
“Girl, unless you want to see your mommy’s throat cut, you shut up and stay there!” I weighed my options for a few seconds but decided it was too risky to let my mom be injured or worse dead. I gave in and her barked “hands on your head!” Complying, he prodded me to back up to the main living room. With my mom still hand gagged and held at knife point,i was made to disconnect the phone line and destory the SIM cards of my handphone and mom’s. My lovely contacts were gone! I had no time to stop a he then instructed me to lead the way to my parent’s bedroom.
Once in, he then boomed, “ok girl, go to her drawer and take out one of her panties.”
“You pevert!” I yelled, knowing that he was planning a to use my mom’s underwear to gag her. “Shut it! Just do as you’re told!” He replied, pressing the kinfe closer against my mother’s throat and causing her to give an muffled scream. Looking at her pleading eyes, I gave in and extracted on og her beige translucent panties. Lving in such a small house and helping out with the household chores, I knew all my parent’s underwear by heart but this was a new on for me. Hmm…
Dragging my mother closer, I was instructed to quick insert the silky (it felt sikly) piece of lingerie into her mouth as soon as he unclmaped hsi hand. With a “sorry mom” look, I managed to do so, causing her to yelp more. I eventually pushed it in and it cause her cheeks to bulge quite a bit. Throwing me a roll of black duct tape that seemed to appear from nowhere. “Tape it, at least three strips”. Finsihed, he pinched my mom to test the gag. “Good”, he said, then threw her face down on her bed.
I wanted to escape and was about to throw a wild kick in his direction. Somehow, he must have read my thoughts as I was lifted up and came face to face with him and his foul stench. “Now, Girl, behave as we’re going to have fun”.
Fun consisted of him hand-gagging me and ragging me to my room. Thorw to the floor, I was held down by his boot and the rumaging of drawers told me what was about to happen. What surprised me was the words “Choose your gag” as I was brought to look at my lingerie.
I starred at my array of underwear from my white boyshorts to my translucent pink bikini cut undies and my black silk and satin thong like panties. Dazed from the rushed of events, my head nodded and the peverted intruder commented “ah good choice but such a sexy pair of lingerie for a young girl”. Immediately, I was gasping for breath as he pinched my nose but that was followed by the sikiness of my blue panties against my tongue and oral mouth. The ripping of tape was heard and the unwanted feeling of stickiness against my lips sealed most of the sounds from me.
I expected my bondage next, but instead I was almost squeezed by the hold of his arms and thne felt him tug at my shorts. “Mmmpp!!!!” i cried, linking the action to the though to rape. My struggles were of course futile like a small fish struggling against the hook of a fishing line. My shorts were lowered to my waist and I expected my underwear to follow but instead I was flipped on my back and the feeling of plastic ties came against my wrists. He’s tying me up up before he does it, i thought, still struggling but expecting the worst. I’ll be losing my virginity no to some of the hot boys I always eyed but to some creep. I’ll get pregnant, miss my period and need to get an abortion where again something willl be inserted into my sacred hole…
To my surprise, the feeling of coarse rope was felt around my waist. “Owmmm!” I cried and the rope was tighten but instead of just around my waist, I felt the rope passing between my buttocks, against my anus and up against my crotch area. “Mmmpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhh!!!” What was this.
“Welcome, girl, to your crotch rope. You first time I should think”.
A strange tingling sensation in my crotch as well as the pain of the coarse rope was followed by the lashing on my legs together–at my ankles and legs. My struggling efforts were thwarted as I felt the ripple of sensations from my private part. “mmmp!” “mmmph!” I cried, less out of pain and more out of the strange feeling.
“Ahh,” the intruder exclaimed with a hint of satisfaction,”something a young teen like you have never experienced? Let me introduce to you your first orgasm and many more to come.” Orgasm??!!! I thought widly. Naturally i tried to struggle out of the tight bonds but he secured me further in a hogtie. Scooping me up, he dropped me back on my bed as another wave of the orgasm came.
“My, my look how stiff your nipples are,” he said, although I wondered how he knew since my bra wasn’t translucent. As I squirmed, he reached down and touched my bra. Sliding his hand around, I knew what he was goign to do next and could only watch helplessly…
My heart beat still continued at its fast pace as he un did my bra clasp and shifted he palm to the side of my left boob. “MMAAMMmmmph!”I exlciamed, knowing it was a feeling of arousal from both the stimulation against my clitoris and him rubbing my breasts.”Ah, doesn’t this feel good, girl? Nothing like your sex education class in school?” His teasingonly served to cause my to scream involuntarily due to the constant arousal rather that the strain from my bonds and gag.
His hand quickly moved to my other boob and I felt an shock of pain as he grasp my nippple and gave in a sharp twist. “Do you have a boyfriend?” My cries were ingores by him as he continued, “this will be good prep for you girlie.” This breast torture continued for a fruther few minutes before he withdrew. A rumaging sound was heard and the feeling of pieces of medical tape was felt against my breasts and a click sound was heard. Zing! Zap! a jolt of electrical current shocked my body. “Welcome to this timed device; you’ll get the shock every minute. It’s not fatal, don’t worry. And the tape is really strong and so are the wires so struggling is almost useless. Goody bye, enjoy the shocks.”
“AHHmmmm!!!” I cnontiued to cry with each shock to my chest area and he was right,as much as I rolled about on my bed trying to yank the wires off. Suddenly, another sound was heard–was the “torturer”back? “Leanne!”a familar voice cried. My dad swiftly yanked away the electric cables, and peeled off the tape around my jaw. Extracting my panties, I cried, “the rope!” and his confused look continued for a few more seconds until he saw whati meant. By the time he removed the tingling cord, my panties were wet from all the sexual exitment and my face was red from embarassment. It too another few minutes before my bonds were finally gone.