She knew he was coming

September 4

She knew he was coming but didn't know when. He was going to be in the house but she didn't know where. She gave him a key last week and there still haven't been any signs that he used it. The anticipation turns her on.

He instructed her to keep the lights off the first hour she gets home. And just like every other she locks the door behind her and walks into the darkness of her home.

Just like every other day for the past week she places her car keys in the bowl and heads to her room. And just like every other her nipples are hard with anticipation.

She feels her way to her room but unlike the other days her door was open, she takes a moment in the dark to try and remember if she even closed it. Before she can get her thoughts straight the chill of a leather glove covers her mouth, hot breath on her neck and a low voice that says "Step in the room" she feels a cold steel like chill on her neck.

She's already dripping. She nods, and slowly walks into the room. Something hard against her spine as shes guided to her bed. She reaches behind her and feels his hard hot cock and quickly retreats her hand.

Suddenly her head gets ***d downward, not being able to see the bed behind her, her heart drops for a moment. He holds her face to the bed and pinches her sweats the he then begins to cut with his fixed blade.

"Stay quiet, be a good fuck toy" he says tearing open his prize and carefully shoving her wet panties down her throat, exposing her swollen cunt in the dark. He can't see it but he rubs his gloves across her mound. "Beautiful" he says lining his cock up to her entrance.