As planned, I stopped by the house to pick up some things. I got Jane's key and put it on my key chain. Then, looked around and got all the stuff I needed for the weekend. I stopped by the store and picked up a few items and headed to Jane's. It was almost 6 when I got to her place. Her car wasn't there, so I drove to the next block, parked, and got all my things. I walked to Jane's used to key to get in. Once inside, I quickly started getting things set up. It took me over an hour to get everything ready for the weekend, and all in such a way that Jane wouldn't notice when she first came in. I pulled out some high-protein snacks and some crackers to have with some water. I stripped down to my nylon shorts, got in my hiding spot, waited, and started thinking.
I remembered what Sarah and Jenny had told me separately about going light on carbohydrates and heavy on protein and water in the hours before you knew you'd be having a lot of sex. I thought back to 'raping' mom and how good I felt. I thought back to mom and Sarah's domination and humiliation of me. I didn't like it, but I did learn a few things. Now, I'd be putting it all to the test, and even though it was going to be secret; I knew I couldn't screw it up. I figured if I gave Jane what she wanted, she'd be nicer to mom at work. It got to be 8 and Jane wasn't home yet. I thought the plan through over and over again. I thought about all the women in my life and how incredibly lucky I was. I thought about living with Kathy and Sue, and maybe even Sarah and Cindy. My cock was rock hard at 9 and Jane still wasn't home.
Finally at about 9:45, I heard a car drive up. Moments later, I heard a key unlocking the front door. I heard Jane drop her purse and satchel and the sound of her heels going across her kitchen. She got a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator, opened it, poured herself a glass, and walked across the kitchen back into the living room. She turned the TV on and sat down. I could just see her black heels and stockings from my spot. My cock was just throbbing in anticipation. I could feel my face getting flush, my heart pounding, and the butterflies in my stomach. Then the phone rang, and in a slightly slurred voice Jane answered. "Hello? Oh hi Roger... Yeah, I made it home OK... No, I'm not that drunk, just a little buzzed... Yeah, I've heard of it... I don't know Roger... I was planning to do some yard work and clean house tomorrow... No, Roger, and stop pushing... No! I'm alone right now, drinking some wine, watching TV and waiting for the weather, and then I'm going to bed... GOOD NIGHT ROGER!" Jane slammed the phone down and said to herself, "I might be alone tonight, but that's better than being with you—you miserable fucking loser!" Then she got up, went back to her kitchen, poured herself another glass of wine, and went back in the living room. This time I got to see her, as she took her business coat off. She was wearing a black business suit, with a royal blue, silk, button-up blouse. Her blouse was tucked into her dress, which fell just above her knees and had a high slit up the back. She pulled her blouse out of her dress, grabbed her jacket and started heading my way.
"This is it Joe!" I thought to myself as she walked down the hallway. Then, she stopped beside a bench in her hallway, laid her coat over the arm, stooped over and almost fell before catching herself, and took off her heels. She just kicked them under the bench and turned around to go back to the living room. "NO!" I thought. Then I thought about sneaking out there and just attacking her in the living room, but decided to stick with my original plan. I settled down a bit and the 'butterflies' went away as the news came on. She watched the news and weather and then turned the TV off. She went to the kitchen, put her glass in there, and cut that light off. Then she went back to the living room and cut that light off. Without turning on any lights, she made her way back to the bedroom—This was it!
As Jane entered the room, she reached for the light switch. When she flipped it and nothing happened (because I took the bulbs out), she said. "Oh shit!" Then she walked toward her bathroom. As she got closer, I came out from my spot, grabbed her and threw her on her bed. She screamed a bit before I covered over her mouth. The surprise was complete! Jane struggled under me for a few minutes, while I maneuvered myself over her upper chest. I grabbed one of her wrists, then reached down her bed pole for my cuffs, and cuffed that wrist. Then, I cuffed her other wrist the same way. Suddenly, she realized it was me and said. "Oh Joe. I'm so glad you came over tonight!" Without answering her, I moved down Jane's body, groping her breasts along the way and got on top of her legs. Despite her kicking and squirming, I reached under her, unsnapped and unzipped her dress, and in one motion removed them from her legs. Then I grabbed one of her ankles, pulled it to the corner, reached for my rope I had there, and tied that ankle down. As I was grabbing her other ankle, Jane asked in a distressed voice. "Joe, if that's you, please say something!"
She started to scream as I finished tying that ankle down. I moved up and covered her mouth. She was spread-eagle on the bed. I got my crotch over hers and started grinding into her, as I fondled her breasts with my free hand. Then I spoke over her muffled screams. "Listen bitch! This is going to happen tonight and there's nothing you can do about it... Oh yeah, we're going to party bitch and I'm going to have you over and over and over." As soon as she heard my voice, her struggling and screaming stopped. She was more at ease now, knowing it was me, and that she was finally getting to live her fantasy. Then I pulled a toy knife I bought from under her bed and stuck it to her throat as I said, "Now listen bitch! You give me what I want and I might let you live. Now, if you're done screaming, I'll remove my hand." She nodded in agreement and I removed my hand. In the ambient light, I could see tears in her eyes, but lust too, so I went on. "Party time bitch!" I got on my knees between her legs and ripped her blouse open. The buttons flew all over the place. Her dark lace bra and panties were exposed to me. I grabbed her bra between her cups and pulled hard. It stretched a bit before tearing loose between the cups.
As her breasts became exposed, Jane pleaded. "No, please don't do this to me. Please, you can have money or anything you want." I grabbed her breasts and fondled them before pinching her erect nipples. She winced in pain and arched her back in pleasure as I squeezed. Then she went on, "Please don't do this to me. Stop now! Please." She squirmed a bit as I reached down for her panties. I jerked them hard and they tore at the crotch. I got up pulled my shorts down and got between her legs. Her pussy was already wet when I rammed my cock all the way inside her with one hard thrust. Jane cried out, "NO! Please stop now!"
With all my pent-up energy, I immediately started fucking her hard. I got close once and stopped briefly to tell her, "You're already wet bitch. That means you like this. You WANT this, don't you bitch?" I rammed her again, feeling myself back down a bit after kegelling. I knew this first one was going to be big for me. I rammed her a couple more times and repeated, "You like this don't you bitch?"
Jane replied in a indignant and rebellious tone. "You fucking bastard! Why don't you just finish and leave you pathetic fucking loser?" I remembered similar lines from the book and what the rapist did. I had other plans for Jane. I continued ramming her hard for another couple of minutes. She was moving her hips with my thrusts now and softly moaning between cursing me. Then I felt the surge of a big orgasm coming. I let out a scream as I exploded deep inside Jane. I continued fucking her as I felt spurt after spurt of my cum leaving my still erect cock. With all the excitement and intensity, I remained hard enough to continue fucking her after I came. I slowed my pace down, and Jane looked up and said. "OK, you bastard. You did what you came to do. Now you need to get off me and leave." I just smiled at here and continued fucking her as my cock grew back to full size inside her. She raised her voice. "Look, you fucking asshole. You blew your wad. Now you need to stop and leave. Go!"
I could feel her hips moving more with my thrusts and felt her getting even wetter as I said. "Oh no bitch! This party is just getting started. You made me feel good once and now I want more. We're going to party all night long!" As I continued fucking Jane, her moaning got louder—she was getting close. She continued to play the part with her 'pleading', but I could see in her eyes that she really liked this. Then I laid down on her and tried to kiss her. She fought until I grabbed a handful of her hair and forced myself over her. At first she closed her mouth and tightened her jaw, but when she let out a moan of ecstasy, her tongue found mine for just an instant. Then she turned her head and spit out. I jerked her back so we were eye to eye, and said. "See, I knew you were enjoying this you little slut. You're my slut now—all mine!" With that, she let out a few screams and I felt her cumming. I continued to fuck her for a few more minutes until I came again. Then I got off of her.
As I got up from the bed, Jane asked. "So you're going to leave now right? You did your thing, so I wish you would go now and leave me. I promise, I won't call the police or tell anyone if you just leave now."
