Kate woke with a start as a hand roughly clamped down over her mouth. She tried to scream, but rough fingers gripped her jaw, and it came out as a muffled squeak. She struggled at the weight pinning her to her bed in vain. The intruder wrestled one hand above her head and she heard a click as cold steel closed around her wrist. He had handcuffed her to the bed frame. A little more struggling and her second arm mirrored the first.
Finally, the intruder spoke, his voice gravel beneath the mask. "If you keep fighting, it's just going to make it hurt more." There was no emotion to his voice, just a flat statement of fact. There was a sharp click as he flipped open a knife in her field of view. "No noise, got it?"
She nodded frantically, and he removed his iron grip from her jaw. She stared as he shifted his gaze down her body. In the heat she had been sleeping naked, and she saw the bulge straining against his pants as he took in the sight.
"Looks like you were waiting for this, weren't you?" She shook her head, too afraid to speak, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. A stinging slap landed on her exposed breast. "Don't lie to me slut. You want this, don't you?" Her face burned in shame as his words sparked a warmth to her crotch. "Well, who am I to disappoint a lady?"
