It's the middle of the summer and it's hotter than Hell. In the hopes of beating the heat you lie lie on top of your bed sheets wearing nothing but your underwear. It takes a while before you fall asleep, but when you do it is deep and very much welcomed. The next thing your consciousness alerts you to is a quick and powerful figure moving over you and straddling your body with its own crushing weight. You're not quite aware of what's happening yet as a large, strong hand covers your mouth in an attempt to prevent you from crying out.
"Ssshhhh," a deep male voice warns.
You can feel the stranger's hot breath and prickly stubble on your neck and left cheek. The heart in your chest pounds loudly against his burly upper torso. You panic when you realize that you've had an erection going since you woke up. Quickly you react struggling to get off from underneath your assailant, hoping he doesn't notice your woody.
"Stop struggling, fucker, or I'll make you stop," his voice thunders in your ear and for the first time you notice the barrel of a black shiny gun pointed right at you. The only consolidation you have now is the relief you feel that at least your pecker has finally gone into hiding.
"Play nice," his voice threatens as you breath in his words inches from your face. You still can't make out the facial details of your assailant. The room is too dark.
Unfortunately your fear hasn't subsided and you wonder what he is going to do to you. |