Ensnared Tenants

I would like to thank @kenjisato for proofreading and editing this chapter.

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Following the next couple of days, Jane tried to organically bring up the topic of wanting to also go on the safari trip, but when Robert checked with the booking agency, they said they were fully booked and could not accommodate Jane, even if they wanted to.

Feeling sorry for her, Robert and Sara said they would cancel the trip, and book a new one with all three of them. But it was then Jane who rebuked their decision, saying they might not find a suitable date because of Sara's college schedule, and didn't want her daughter to miss the trip she was so eager to go to. And to reassure her daughter, Jane said whenever they would all go for the trip together next time, both Robert and Sara could be ones who would guide her and it would be double the fun for both of them.

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Day 1, evening

The entire family spent most of yesterday and today packing and double checking all their luggage, making sure they didn't miss anything important that they couldn't pick up along the road.

Jane wished Robert and Sara a safe journey, as they left on the minibus that came to pick them up.

Jane had gotten barely a minute or two of rest, when there was a frantic knock on the door. Thinking that they must've missed something and came back to grab it, she quickly made her way to the door, and then with an innocent smile on her face, opened it without checking through the peephole.

A smile that quickly faded away when she saw Mike standing there, with a bag in hand. Jane, her husband, and daughter were so occupied with the preparation of the trip that she had completely forgotten about Mike. She was too shocked to react, when he suddenly reached for the back of her head and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Jane felt disgusted, and tried to push him away, but to no avail. He slowly pushed her back into the house.

"Greeting me with such a lovely smile?! You were desperately waiting for me, weren't you?" Mike said with a smirk, as he broke the kiss. But he still held Jane by the back of her head, and slowly pushed her into the living room.

Jane wiped her lips with her hands. And tried to push him away again, but Mike didn't budge.

"PLEASE GET OUT!!! They might come back for something!!"

"That's a risk I am willing to take," Mike retorted back, his smirk not fading. He pulled Jane in for another sloppy kiss.

And she tried her best to resist and didn't reciprocate his kiss.

As they reached the coffee table, Mike bent Jane over and pushed her onto it. She was kneeling on the floor, her bust pressed against the table; she tried using her hands to push against it, but soon they were yanked back and, with the handcuffs he pulled out of the bag, were cuffed behind her back.

"WAIT! What are -- ugh!"

Jane tried to get up, but Mike put his foot on her back to push her back on the table. And using some ropes, he quickly tied her thighs to legs of the table, keeping her legs apart. Then he took his foot off of Jane, and knowing it was futile, she didn't try to get up again.

SPANK

Jane yelped when Mike's hand struck her ass. Then she felt him feel her over her clothes, running his hands all over her back, ass and thighs. She gritted her teeth as he pulled her loose-fitting tee up a little, and pulled her pants down to reveal her panties.

SPANK

"UGH!!!! LET ME GO, YOU PERVERT!!!" Jane felt Mike feeling her pussy and ass. She was beginning to feel a sensation down her crotch, but she wasn't wet yet. Her pale ass was now warm and pink from the couple of spanks.

SPANK

"You are a feisty one, aren't you?"

Mike looked into his bag for a bit, and took out an egg vibe. He pushed Jane's panties to the side, and rubbed the device at her entrance. She tried to get back up to see what he was doing, but her attempt was immediately thwarted when Mike pushed her back down to the table and simultaneously shoved the egg vibe into her cunt. It gobbled up the sex toy, leaving only the wired remote behind. He then put her panty back in its place, making sure she couldn't push out the egg.

Jane groaned when Mike turned on the device. He took a couple more items from the bag and moved to the other side of the table, towards her face. Jane's angry eyes followed Mike, as he got closer to her face and kneeled down in front of her. He cleared the blonde hair out of her eyes, and tied a quick and loose ponytail using a rubber band.

Jane began to squirm to protest when she saw the collar in his hand. But with her hands and legs bound, the best she could do was turn her face away from him and push her head into the table, so he could not get the collar in place. But all her effort were for naught when a strong pull on her ponytail pulled her head up from the table. She winced, as she felt the weight of her upper body pulling on her scalp. Mike placed the collar on her neck, and placed her head back on the table. Jane kept glaring at him, as he locked the collar behind her neck.

"LET ME GO! YOU SICK FUCK!!!"

"So soon? We are just getting started!! They are on their way to enjoy their trip. I think you should have some fun, too-- with me, of course! Haha!" And he gave her some playful taps on her cheeks.

Then Mike tied some rope on the ring of the collar, and secured it to the frame of the coffee table. Her breasts took all of the weight of her upper torso. What little movement Jane was able to make, was then gone as she lay there with her face against the table, and the vibe buzzing in her cunt. Mike moved to her back again, and turned up the intensity of the vibration. Jane groaned again.

SPANK

Jane's eyes followed Mike, as he moved towards the door.

"WAIT!! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?"

"The tap isn't gonna fix itself, is it? Besides, by the time I am back, you will be ready for me!! Haha!"

"PLEASE! Don't leave me like this!!" Jane pleaded, but Mike ignored her and locked the door as he again left her tied up, this time with a vibrator stuck in her cunt.

Mike was gone for almost an hour. In that time, Jane had cum twice due to the unrelenting vibrator. She tried to resist the sensation at first but the non-stop vibrations deep inside her overcame her resistance. When Mike returned, Jane was sweating profusely and panting heavily, she had drooled a lot on the coffee table. She could not believe all of this was happening to her in her own home.

Mike moved to Jane's back and felt her pussy through her soaking-wet panties. Her clit and pussy were highly sensitive, and it sent a shiver down her body when Mike touched her.

"OH!! Nice and juicy!!"

"Please! Turn it off!!" Jane pleaded again.

"Just wait a little more." Mike massaged her pussy, soaking his fingers in her juices. He gave it a quick taste. "Mmmh! You are quite tasty, too!!"

SPANK

"NO!! PLEASE TURN IT OFF!! TAKE IT OUT!!" Jane begged, when Mike suddenly upped the intensity even more.

"P-P-PLEASE!!"

SPANK

His initial spankings were almost faded by then, but had left Jane's ass a nice shade of pink, so his latest spanks didn't make any significant handprints, but due to the forced orgasms and the increased sensitivity, these new ones stung more than the old ones.

Mike left Jane again, and took the new tap and some tools to the bathroom to replace the old one. As he was working in the bathroom, he could hear her begging in the living room as she tried to resist another impending orgasm. He replaced the tap quickly, but didn't leave the bathroom, and was intently listening in on Jane. He occasionally hit the tap and his tools, to make it seem like he was still working. Then soon, he heard her grunt loudly, as another orgasm crashed through her body.

Mike left the bathroom and quickly made his way back to his bound captive and massaged her cunt again. His rough hands on her pussy were too much for her and Jane began to squirm in her bondage. Mike pulled her panties hard, giving her a wedgie before ripping them off her ass. Jane sighed in relief, when he finally pulled that dreaded toy out of her cunt.

But that moment of relief was short lived, as Jane felt something rubbing against her cunt lips.

"Please... Mike... don't..."

"No can do! Besides, your cunt is practically begging to be fucked, isn't it?"

"Please... let me-- ugh!!"

Before Jane could finish her sentence, Mike shoved his cock in her cunt-- and began fucking her on the table. She had already surrendered; her mind clouded by the recent orgasm. She was still wearing her top, which gave some relief, as her breasts slid back and forth on the table with each of Mike's thrusts.

Mike bent over and released the rope from the collar. He grabbed Jane by the ponytail and pulled her up along with him, as he resumed fucking her from behind. Her breasts had been pressed against the table for almost two hours. And no matter how much she tried to deny it, Jane felt great having the pressure relieved; she felt even better when Mike slid under her tee and her bralette to grope her. Between the feeling of her highly sensitive cunt being raped and her aching tits being massaged, Jane surrendered completely to Mike at that moment, and began moaning in pleasure.

Hearing Jane's moans got Mike fired up even more. He grabbed onto her tits almost digging his nails into her and began fucking her with no abandon. He called her names, but Jane was too lost to hear any of it.

Soon, as Mike reached his own climax, he thrust hard and deeply. The two of them moved in tandem, as he came in Jane's cunt, triggering a fourth orgasm

He slowly bent her over the table and pulled out, leaking his all cum over her pants and the floor. Jane was breathing heavily, as Mike moved towards her face. Jane snapped back to her senses when Mike yanked her up by her hair and slapped his cum-soaked cock on her face. And gave an order, "Clean it up, bitch."

Jane, who was still high from the orgasm, obediently opened her mouth.

Mike slid his semi-erect cock into her mouth and began slowly fucking it. He was gentle enough that Jane let it happen and did not protest. But soon, Mike adjusted his grip and had one hand on her throat and one on the back of her head, and began shoving his cock deeper into her mouth with each stroke. Jane began gagging on his cock.

Then Mike shoved his cock balls deep, and held Jane's head firmly in his grip. Jane struggled to breathe around his cock, and soon felt her lungs burning. She struggled against Mike and the bonds. She started twitching as she was starting to run out of air. But Mike didn't let go.

After a good minute or two, which felt like eternity for Jane, Mike finally pulled his cock out. Jane panted heavily to catch her breath.

"YOU...! sigh... SICK...! sigh... FUCK!!! YOU NEARLY... sigh... KILLED ME!!!" Jane didn't waste a second to curse at Mike.

"Come on!! I won't get rid of you so soon! We are just getting started!"

SPANK

Mike untied her legs from the table, but kept the handcuffs on. Jane winced when she was pulled up by her hair. She wobbled a bit before finding her footing. When she gathered enough strength provided by the rush of adrenaline and some courage, she tried to run away from Mike. But with her hair still in his grip, all she managed to do was entertain Mike with her feeble attempt. He pulled her up close, and hugged her from behind. Jane could feel his cum running down her thighs, and his semi-erect cock rubbing against her ass.

"Seems like you are still full of energy, but unfortunately, I am feeling pretty tired, having to tame a wild cougar like you."

Mike swiftly turned Jane around and picked her up on his shoulder. Jane yelped when his shoulder dug into her abdomen. She immediately began kicking her legs, only to be disciplined by a couple of spanks on her pink ass. Then, Mike slowly walked towards her bedroom and threw Jane on the bed, dropping more of his cum on her marital bed. She immediately wiggled to the farther side of the bed, as far away from Mike as possible, facing away from him.

He soon joined her on the bed. Mike hooked on her collar, grabbed her by the waist with his other hand, and pulled her back towards him. Mike quickly fastened a chain to the bed's headboard and locked it on the collar. It had enough slack that Jane would have no trouble sleeping, but it was short enough that she couldn't get off of the bed. He had one hand across her tits and one leg on top of hers. She could feel his cock brushing against her ass.

"Let me go... I don't want to sleep with you!"

"Oh? You want to sleep with that other guy? Want me to call him over?"

Jane glanced angrily at Mike before turning away again.

She closed her eyes, thinking about the absurdity of her situation-- being raped in her own home, then being forced to sleep half naked with her abuser on her own marital bed, his cum still oozing out of her cunt, and her face stained with the same. Jane fell asleep as she pondered on the thought of whether it was her punishment for her infidelity.

Day 2, noon

It was almost noon, Mike just woke up and quickly freshened up. While Jane was still sleeping, he looked around the house to confiscate anything that she could use as a weapon or a means to call for help. He quickly replaced the chain and attached a leash to the collar. After that, he decided to wake up Jane.

"Wake up, you sleeping bitch!" Mike lightly slapped Jane awake.

Jane woke up all groggy, tried to rub her eyes, but realized her hands were still cuffed, so instead, rubbed her cum-stained face on the pillow. She saw Mike naked, holding her leash in his hand. He pulled the leash attached to her collar to make her sit up.

"Lets go get your dirty ass cleaned up."

Jane reluctantly followed Mike, as he led her to the bathroom. He uncuffed her, but kept the collar and leash on her neck. He pulled her bra and tee off of her and let her do her business, but with him watching.

"Can I get some privacy?" Jane voiced her frustration, as she sat on the toilet trying her best to cover herself with her hands.

"Slaves don't get privacy."

"I am not a slave!"

"You literally have a collar and leash on your neck!"

Jane didn't argue any further, and just groaned in frustration. She had been raped again by Mike the day before, but having him watch her take a shit, made her feel especially humiliated and vulnerable. Jane covered her face, trying her best to ignore his presence, but the occasional tugs on the leash made sure she knew he was watching her.

After that, Jane was allowed to go brush her teeth. She took the opportunity to take the Plan B that she had hid in the medicine cabinet. She glanced at Mike and saw him tentatively watching her, but didn't stop her from taking the pill.

When she hopped into the shower, Mike, again, kept a watch on her. Seeing her washing herself, gave him a boner. Jane just silently mouthed 'pervert'. She washed herself properly, cleaning off the evidence of the previous day's abuse.

Just as she finished drying herself, Mike took her towel, then he led her naked by the leash to the kitchen. On the way, she was again thinking about the absurdity of her situation-- a naked young man was walking her like a pet in her home.

Jane saw there were some leather cuffs and chains on the counter. Mike grabbed those cuffs and locked them above just above her elbow then looped the chains through the rings going around her waist and locked it behind her back. In doing so, Jane's elbows were tucked to her side with some slack, but her hands were free. She thought it was the end of it, but then Mike took another, shorter, chain, attached it to the front chain, passed it between her legs, and locked it taut behind her back-- making the chain wedge into her cunt like a crotch rope. Any movement caused the chain between her legs to rub against her pussy. When she tried to adjust to her new restraints, it only made it more uncomfortable for her. She was now beginning to feel more and more like a 'slave'.

Mike finally put on an apron on her. Then spanked her exposed butt. "Start cooking! I am getting hungry!"

"Then get this stupid thing off of me!"

SPANK

"You are a smart bitch, cheating behind your husband without him knowing. I am sure you can figure this out, too."

SPANK

Mike left the kitchen and sat at the dining table catching up on his socials. Jane clearly made her frustrations known, only to be ignored by him. But she was glad he didn't put the vibe in her cunt this time. She was a little surprised that he left her unattended with knives and other sharp utensils in her reach. But the rattling of the chains, her limited movement and her naked body made sure that any sneak attack would be out of the question.

Jane cooked an omelet, sandwiches and two cups of coffee, but made Mike's portion extremely spicy and his coffee bitter black on purpose. She took the plates and walked over to the dining table, where he was sitting, butt naked. Jane carefully placed the plate in front of him and was about to take the seat opposite to him, when Mike ordered her to sit on his lap.

She saw he was already semi-erect; she scoffed at him. Mike promptly grabbed her from behind, being careful not to make her drop the plate in her hands. He undid the apron and let it fall on the floor, then he unlocked the chain going between her legs and let it fall to the floor, too. Jane unintentionally sighed in relief when the pressure was relieved from her crotch, but when Mike touched her cunt, a shiver ran down her spine.

The constant pressure from the chain had made her more sensitive than usual. Jane could already feel his erection grinding on her ass and getting harder. Mike groped her and slowly walked back to his chair, taking her with him. Jane put her plate next to Mike's. He sat down, lined his cock at her cunt and pulled her onto himself; Jane gasped, as she felt his raw cock push inside of her.

Mike groped Jane and rocked his legs, 'fucking' her a little.

"This is more comfortable than the cold-ass chair, isn't it?"

While Jane did find the warmth of his lap a bit comforting after cooking naked, it was obvious she couldn't tell the truth, so she quickly spat, "NO."

When Jane was about to grab her sandwich, Mike quickly grabbed both of her wrists and held them firm using his left hand.

"Let's see what your cooking tastes like."

Mike grabbed his sandwich and took a small bite. He immediately coughed when the spice hit his throat. He looked at Jane with a you-shouldn't-have-done-that look. His grip on her wrists got even more tight. She audibly gulped. Then he took his cup and could tell the coffee was black as fuck, so he put it back down. Next, he took a bite out of Jane's sandwich, and then took a sip of her coffee.

"Could use a little more milk though."

Mike put the coffee down and scooted the chair until Jane's tits were above the cup. He still held her wrists tightly with his left hand. She squealed when Mike groped and pinched her nipples without mercy, until she squirted some milk out of her jugs. Jane looked at Mike, disgusted, as he proceeded to take the sip from the cup, this time with a pleasant expression on his face.

Mike then proceeded to slowly finish Jane's plate, leaving his plate untouched. She was getting hungry, too; her stomach growled loudly, she tried to wiggle her hands free, but Mike didn't let go of her. All the while, she could feel something sinister boiling inside Mike.

After Mike was done eating and drinking the coffee, he scooted the chair back. He hugged Jane from behind and picked her up and tossed her to the floor just beside the table. He forced her to kneel and then bent her over. Mike grabbed the chain that had been between her legs and tied her wrists to the chain at her back, leaving her butt completely exposed. Jane couldn't see, but heard him pouring water on something. Mike then picked up the wet apron, twisted it then snapped it at her ass without any warning. Jane's eyes lit up and her ass was on fire. She screamed at the top of her lungs.