House Arrest (closed for The_PG and myself)

Eroticalypse

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Dark was happy to spend 5 years in prison...

Since it was a 15 year sentence.

He had picked out this little blonde bitch, at a club one night, over forth of july weekend. She was with a few of her snobby friends and they all looked like they could use a nice hard one.

She was young though... legal... but young. And shy. Despite his best lines and his most aggressive advances he only seemed to turn her off...

Dark didnt like that.

He gave her the impression he gave up... and followed the group of them once they left the club.

Afterwards they hit a party, hosted by another rich socialite... he slipped in and tried again...

Strike two.

At this point he had a red flag now. They knew he was following them and were getting nervous. The girls left the party and took off down the block in their expensive sports car. It wasnt hard to take a few days and track it down via its liscense plate.

All he wanted was to get to know her. Thats why he went through all that trouble... if she had only been NICER TO HIM.

When he showed up to convince her he was a nice guy... and a good lay, he set off some kind of alarm or something at what he assumed was her fancy upstate mansion.

It didnt take long for him to find one of the friends she was at the party with, stumbling around the grounds... half drunk off her ass. He fucked her and accidentally broke her jaw in the process. She wouldnt shut up.

The rest was a blur... the trial... his conviction...

His escape.

It was easy time... doing the 5 years. He just kept the thought of their reunion in his mind. Once back on the outside, He borrowed a car outside the prison walls, and by the time the siren was sounding, he was halfway to the third star on the right...and straight on till morning.

He still remembered the address... but at the trial he learned that it wasnt her place...but her friends. The district attorney had let HER address slip, and he aquitted it to memory.

3 hours later... and he parked the car 2 blocks away...

Dark was excited. He wondered if she would smell nice for him... he was still confident he could explain he was missunderstood...he brought along a few things... just in case...just in case she needed convincing...

He shut the car door and walked to her house... hoping no one would notice his prison issued apparel. He peered in a window and could see someone in the kitchen. He hoped she lived alone... he would be mad if she didnt... and that would make things ugly...
 
Rachael was doing the dishes with a perk smile on her face, her and Ben had been together for nearly a year now and every time she did the dishes 'someone' would come along and-
"Hey cutie."
Then his hand would, did, slip down under her miniskirt, the one that looked like a maids dress and he would slide a finger straight into her ass, or down around into her pussy. She would already be horny before she even felt his finger, the wetness would give him easy entrance, and her ass was most assuredly not virgin anymore. Neither was her vagina. But she was not nearly as a much of a slut as one would come to believe by watching the passionate little romance in the kitchen.

It had been Benjamin that had broke the title of virgin from all of her body in the one year they had been together, and it was only this passionate teasing that was a normality for them. Fucking came and went with their passion, sometimes they had gone nearly a month without it. Rachael felt truly in love with Ben, she didn't even remember the trial or man who had followed her. She was still the same younger looking blond however, her baby face still not having disappeared, nor her short stature or perk smallish breasts. She still resembled a seventeen, maybe eighteen year old even at her twenty-three years of age.

A moan escaped her lips as Ben's attacked her neck, she was trying to wash a fork and was having all kinds of trouble, God she nearly loved this man.
 
Getting ready to "let himself in" by way of the flimsy kitchen back door... he suddenly heard a moan. He got a better look at found her... the object of his affection for nearly 6 years, pinned over the sink... another man's body pressed against hers.

She didnt look a day older...but yet...a bit more mature. This angered him. She was still beautifull... still young looking and her body was still the fuel it had been... that pulled him through all those cold violent nights in jail... but something was different...

And of course the asshole blocking his view didnt help matters!

Did she meet someone else? Had he not left an impression on her during the trial... it HAD been a while...no wonder. A woman has needs... but then again, he was back... so this other guy could run along on his fucken merry way. He would just have to explain it to him.

He watched them mess around a bit through the window...rubbing his cock some... he couldnt help it... he was starving for her.

Tearing himself from her lusty sight...he raced around to find another way in...
 
"Tomorrow love!"
Ben called it over his shoulder as he left, neither of their parents appreciated either one of them sleeping over, even though they were adults now. Both children respected their parents and loved them, so they obeyed their wishes, most nights.

Rachael finished the dishes and head up to her shower, she wasted no time, slipping out of her clothes and darting into the warm water. It had been a long, hard day at work and Ben had teased her all night, in preparation for what, she couldn't care less, just knowing something was coming was enough for her pussy to moisten with the cleansing shower water.
 
He found a window near the front of the house... unlocked but shut. He smiled... maybe she knew he was coming after all. She probably didnt wanna make it too obvious. Lover boy, would be mad at her...

Dark snuck in, making almost no noise. He took some times to search the area quietly and scan the adjacent rooms.... once convinced there was no one on this floor...he took his shoes off for stealth and creeped upstairs. He didnt realize it till now but a knife had found its way in his hand... thats odd he thought.

At the top of the stairs he heard water running... the steam was escaping a door... thats most likely where she was... he looked around... it was dark... like he liked it. His nickname was given to him for his nightvision... a freak attribute he aquired at birth.

He searched each and every other room before resigning to the bathroom door. LOver boy must of left...funny...he didnt hear a car leave. The door was ajar... he looked inside and could see a long soft looking, creamy arm lathering itself up... then a back came into view.. glistening and covered with some bubbles... soon he could see her luxurious blonde hair...

The knife gleamed in the light from the bathroom.

He darted back around the corner. He didnt know why he was being so carefull..she was alone... and her back was turned. The floorboards creaked beneath his large mascular weight.
 
Rachael's fantasy's were exploring deeply what Ben might have in store for tomorrow, doubtlessly it would be a 'sleepover' that never happened and would involve sex. But what kind? He was very widely versed in the subject, and slowly over the year had been departing his knowledge to young, girlish looking Rachael. Anal, Oral and all different positions had all been used, several times each and Rachael had enjoyed all of them, especially the Anal play when Ben used beads or a vibrator. She shuddered a bit before beginning to rinse off her body, God he was soooo hot.

Then the floorboards creaked, she didn't think anything of it however. The house was an older one, known to creak every once in a while. She merely continued the washing procedure she had down flat, her body first, then her long hair that she was so very proud of it. It was like silk, golden silk that flowed through the fingers with no knots to speak of, and never a frayed end of hair. She had even modeled a few times in the last five years, mainly for makeup products, her boobs weren't big enough for full time modeling, supposedly.
 
Dark kept company in the shadows for a few moments more. Peering his head around and into the bath again...he could see her still washing her slender, succulent body.

Confidently he realized she would most likely welcome him, why was he skulking around in the darkness? Something was still not right...she had changed and Dark was weighing the possibility of her needing to be punished or not.

He found himself stroking his cock...

The knife in one hand...his growing manhood in the other. He pumped his hand up and down the shaft... running his palm over the head when it reached the tip... the sensation was good, but it was nothing compared to what it would feel like once his cock was home. Once it was buried inside her hot wet pussy.

He put his cock away... it looked like she was almost done with her bath.

He remembered he hadnt taken care of the phones, so he walked... not trying to be quiet... downstairs to tear the cords out of the walls...
 
Rachael shut off the water and stepped out of the tub, after drying off she wrapped a towel about her body, tucking it in on itself near her underarm. She whistled 'My Immortal' to herself as she blow dried her hair, not hearing anything of the goings on down stairs. Then she put her hair into a towel, tying it tightly to her head before heading for her room. She passed the staircase and thought she heard something, it gave her a moments pause, but she had locked everything downstairs and the house was old, so she moved on.

In her room she slipped into one of Ben's large t-shirts that he had left, and pulled on a pair of pink laced panties. It fit her horny feeling at the moment, the looseness of her clothes. Then idly she laid back in the bed, reached for her book and began reading. She was a sucker for simple romances, sometimes with an erotica touch or two in them, and was in the middle of a very hot scene when her hand wandered under her panties, lightly diving between her lips and grinding against her clit.
 
After tearing all the phone cords from the walls and smashing the recievers... Dark was confident they would stay alone...unless lover boy came back..but he had a plan for that. He only had one last thing to do to ensure their undisturbed reunion.

He took out the chains he had brought from prison and locked up the front and rear entrances.. placing the key in his pocket and grabbing his knife again he went back upstairs...

As he reached the landing he could swear he heard a sigh... or was it a moan.

Dark found the bathroom empty and quiet, just across the way however, his love was in her bed. Her hand was between her thighs... rubbing and caressing his property. She slowly thrashed in bed while holding a book, maybe it was a naughty book, he thought to himself... maybe she was imagining the two of them together again. This was the perfect moment to be together. He felt the butterflies in his stomach... only one thing made them go away.

Dark tucked the knife away inside his pants and under his shirt... he slowly walked around the corner, now standing in the doorway. His thick, insanely long and wide shaft in his hand. He pumped the meaty stick slowly... his large callused fingers running over the head a few times as he licked his lips from the site of his lover's young, silky, shimmering flesh. He enjoyed the arc of her knees and her long curvacious thighs... as she fingered herself inside a cute pair of "come fuck me" panties...

"Im home darling."
 
Rachael squeezed her legs shut and whipped her hand from between them, she giggled once in playful shock, thinking it was just Ben coming back to surprise her. Then she looked at the man in the doorway. Her face froze, she remembered the face all too well, the one that had raped Kandy. Rachael screamed and screamed again as she curled in a protective ball, reaching for the phones, wondering in the far recesses of her mind why the man was not coming for her. The phones were dead, she shuddered in fright at the disgusting, lewd site in front of her. The man had an ugly, large cock that he was stroking with dirty hands, looking dead at her. She shivered and whimpered, unable to move from under his piercing glare.
 
"I said Im home....is THAT how you great me...with screams... thats very rude sweatheart."

Dark let his wobbly, now half erect cock, fall. Its base dropped as low as it would go before snapping back up and then down again... bobbing up and down a bit... it was soft enough to bend...but still too hard to just drop. The cock was easily 9 inches long... and might of even been a foot. It looked silly almost..like those penises you see in interacial pornography. But this one was real... and it was getting closer...hence bigger. The reality of it dwarved any doubt as Dark walked up to her bed.

She was cowering... she wasnt happy to see him. This upset Dark. His face grew anger and a bit twisted.

"I cant beleive your acting like this... you remind me of that bitch... the one that i found when i was looking for you... dont tell me your gonna be like HER!"

His hardening manhood wagged a few feet from her now...as Dark stood by the bed... he lifted his shirt to reveal his weapon... a glinting, large, silver blade tucked in his clothing.

"Dont be shy... i know you remember me... having you thought of me?"

He wiped his mouth...wich was drooling from the site of her perky breasts held together in a large t-shirt.
 
Rachael shook her head, the last time she had thought of him was when he walked out of the courtroom. She didn't know why she was answering him, but she was still cowering as he came even closer, the site of him was even worse, that cock was absolutely huge, enormous, gigantic, disgusting. She shivered a bit as he came even closer, there was only one thing he wanted, she knew, and it made her tremble in fear at the very thought. Froze her in fact, she couldn't even move as he stood right before her, her eyes were glue to his, trying not to dart down at the huge member that stared at her like a blind snake.
 
Dark's anger swelled, matching the swinging root between his legs. His dick pulsated like some gargantuan sasauge, the plump ridges that hid veins just beneath the skin where bulbous and exaggerated... some easily an inch wide.

He stepped towards the bed... the monstrous tip of his cock touching the blankets as it was low enough, as it hung to smear some pre-cum oozing from its eye...

Dark was so dissappointed. He thought she would of been happier to see him. Maybe she was playing a game... he would play along.

The convict reached out to her with his tree trunk of an arm and seized her by her golden hair...the mane of hair he had remembered longer.

"You cut your hair!"

He pulled her off the bed her ass and back smacking into the floorboards witha crack.

Letting her go he knelt over her traumatized body and began to caress her shiny yellow tresses of flaxen hair...

"Its still pretty...i just liked it before... your gonna have to let it grow again."
 
Rachael shivered, frightened to the very core as this man, this lewd disgusting, creepy scary man touched her hair, then she screamed as he dropped her onto the floor and held her by her hair. Then something struck a chord deep inside her, the man was absolutely, literally, insane. He thought she was still the eighteen year old girl he had been flirting with so ridiculously all those years ago, she jerked away from his touch cowering on the floor near their bed, wishing it was a bit higher off the ground so she could slid under. "Leave me alone." She whispered, unable to even look at the monster that towered above her.
 
"Leave me alone."

The words dug into him like a knife.

She was just like all the rest. Rage boiled inside him... bubbling over untill he could stiffle it no more. It was a shame.... he had plans for her. They were gonna be so happy, that little mistake that happened years ago would of been forgiven.

Now she would be taught a lesson in being frivilous with a man's emotions.

He struck her.

Hard. Across her cheek with a right cross. A loud wet crack echoing in the bedroom, her head shockingly jolting in the direction his fist flew. He wasnt sure how hard he hit her..he was too angry, but for a small woman like her, he figured it was a bit harder than he should of.

"You ungratefull bitch. I came a long day to make this day special for you. You see....," he grabbed his massive cock again...wich was becoming flacid. He dangled it in front of her, shaking it...reviving it "I was so excited to see you again. And here i thought you were getting ready for our special night."
 
Rachael sobbed, he was truly insane. Her head swam from the strike, her skin stung from the pain. "Why do you even fucking think that I'd be here waiting for someone whose supposed to be behind bars! What the hell are you?! Some kind of monster?!" She yelled the words out, not knowing how much more she could possibly anger this man with her words, she tried to leap up, over the bed, but his strong hand clasped around her ankle and made her gasp, it hurt, how hard he was squeezing her. She whirled around and kicked, right at his jewels, there was a solid slap of flesh as she connected, then she turned and fled, heading downstairs for the front door.
 
The girl began to cry... she looked lost, as if she didnt understand what to do. Dark thought it was pretty clear...it couldnt be more clear if he painted a picture for her...

"Why do you even fucking think that I'd be here waiting for someone whose supposed to be behind bars! What the hell are you?! Some kind of monster?!"

The little bitch tried to run for it but he held her with his iron grip. You a strong grip when your jerking your chain every day 3 times a day, in a prison cell for years and years. Unexpectedly she somehow kicked him right in the balls... bullseye. The initial rush of pain hit him...then it went numb and a dissorientating wave of what he knew would be nasuea apporoached. His testis ached and the pressure raced up to his stomach. He found himself bent over...in exquisite agony. He coughed a bit...

Through his laughter...through his smile.

Take his time, Dark got back up and began to crawl then walk to the stairs. He moved slowly... so he had time to "feel better" he had heard her flee downstairs... he wasnt worried, there was no way out. He put his cock away and descended the stairs....

"Im not a monster... im here to rescue you...so we can be together... I thought we had something special... you dissappoint me, you fucken little bitch... thats a shame..."

He reached the landing and looked around, knife in hand again.
 
Rachael had found the whole house locked, even the windows wouldn't open because he'd locked them using the advanced security system that had been built into the house just after the trial, ironic to say the least. Rachael was quivering in the kitchen, her eyes darting wildly about until they came to the wooden block full of sharp knives. She grabbed the largest, a thicker slicing knife and held it in front of her, waiting for that man, that monster, to show himself.
 
"This is fun actually, honey...a nice little appetite builder before the main course..."

Dark skulked around downstairs, checking the locks and the security as he did... just to be on the safe side. Eventually he found his blonde whore cowering in the kitchen...

His eyes looked towards the knife.

He laughed out loud.

"And what are you gonna do with THAT, bitch? huh? I dont remember asking you to make me anything...though its sweet of you to think of it. I usualy eat AFTER sex..." he moved in closer "Oh i get it... you want to hurt me huh? is that it? Well go ahead...hurt me...try and hurt me, and ill make it hurt twice as bad as i already was gonna!"

Dark put his knife down...mocking her...daring her.
 
His words began to wash away the fear from Rachael's mind, replacing it with an anger that turned her face very slowly red. Then she did come at him, as quickly as she could, hoping to at least show the bastard she wasn't going to let him scare her, she swung the knife straight downward, clumsily but still the sharp, lacerated edge came humming down towards his shoulder. Now she was daring him, making him back up his oh so cocky words and attitude, he was still a monster. But now he was one that she needed to destroy.
 
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