HER NOCTURNAL VISITOR (tropicallotita and Bimbo a la blonde)

[bimbo a la blonde]

Alice kissed her husband goodbye once more.....the guy was always trying to get one more smooch before he left!
At 25, she'd been married to Jerald for 5 years already but there was still plenty of spice in their relationship. Not what one would call a kinky one but over the years, they've managed to have sex in every room of the house, including the stairway...
They've talked about having children but between his night shift job and hers during the day it was hard enough arranging time for each other.
The house seemed empty and ghostly quiet after she closed and locked the front door....leaving on the downstairs stereo long enough to keep her company while she got a bottle of water from the fridge, Alice turned it off and went upstairs to bed.....she glance down at the kitchen window one more time....they've been having problems with the lock on it, but it was a quiet suburb and no one had reported any criminal activity.....

Alice stripped and changed into a pink see through babydoll nightee with matching pink sheer string bikini panties, a gift from her husband last Valentine's day----funny how a gift from him was more like a present for him instead....
Sitting at a vanity table, she brushed her hair and took off her makup...one last glance at her slender body, those 38D tits, her blonde shoulderlength hair....
Pulling back the covers, slipping in beneath them, she fell asleep within minutes....

 

[tropicallolita]

Lilla jogged down the street one more time, being careful to scan each house for lights, movement or anything out of the ordinary. She had been doing this for three years now, had acted in six different countries, and it never ceased to amaze her how easy it was. For starters, as a woman, she was less likely to trigger people’s ‘stranger danger’ alert. She was anything but commonly and people looked at her plenty, but no one had ever felt she was anything but harmless. Just a jogger minding her own business, listening to her iPod. It was baffling how you could run up and down a neighborhood where you had never lived, where people didn’t know you, in dark clothes in the middle of the night, and people would think nothing of it.

She took one last look around and dove behind a tree in the yard, then calmly walked up to the backyard door as if she were entering her own home. She had already found out hot to open it in past excursions, and it took her about 20 seconds to undo the latch on the other side of the wood. It was a calm suburb and people were lax about security. Too lax. There wasn’t a measly neighborhood watch with nosy bored housewives, no cameras and laughable locks.

Lilla was a senior officer in a high-tech security firm. She knew how to do find out just about anything about a house’s alarm pretty easily, if not legally. She always chose her targets both because she was attracted to the woman in question and because of how feeble her security was. No matter how attractive a woman was, she never went after someone with half-decent protection, even if she could disarm them. It was risky.

She had done her research and she had had no problem finding the alarm control panel and disarming it before she even entered the house. Amateurs. She knew there was a silent alarm, and she found that and disarmed it too. Then she walked to the back door and took about forty seconds to pick the lock. She could have probably found an open window, but she never bothered doing those types of things.

She went straight upstairs and found the master bedroom. She turned the lock careful not to make a noise and spied inside. Her target was snuggled under the covers, deep asleep. She tip-toed her way toward the bed. Lilla never packed a bag into her excursions. She liked to travel light and look innocuous. She improvised with what she found on the victim’s house. The only things she packed to a home invasion were the lock picker, a few cable ties, a blindfold and a handkerchief treated with a sedative inside a plastic bag. They all fit in her jacket’s pocket and they were all she ever needed.

She slowly pulled the cloth out of her pocket and then the plastic bag. She took her time and avoided noise. She came closer to the bed, holding her breath and placed the cloth near Alice’s nose. She let the woman breath in some of the drug and saw her breathing become deeper. She then brought the cloth against her face, clamping it against her mouth and nose and holding it there. Alice never stood a chance. She knew how to do this without waking up her victims; they never even knew what hit them.

Lilla pulled the covers away from Alice and turned the bedside lamp on. She surveyed Alice’s delectable body for a second and then ran her hand over one of her legs. She had to act quickly though, she moved on right away; she picked one of the ties, put it around Alice’s ankles and locked it. She turned her on her stomach, pulled her arms behind her back and did the same with her wrists. Finally, she blindfolded her. She used to pick a blindfold at the site too, but it was hard to find an effective one and it always made her loose time going through some unfamiliar closet. Keeping her identity from her victims was of the essence.

Once Alice was contained, she finally made her way into the closet and went through all of her things. They are sort of a boring couple. She found a vibrator, a dildo and some lubricant, but not even a pair of handcuffs. Lilla rolled her eyes – vanilla people. She went downstairs to the laundry room and found what she needed – some old nylon rope and clips. It would have to do. When she came back into the room, Alice was already moving.
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[bimbo a la blonde]

Something made a sound....was it the breeze? a treebranch running it's fingers along the side of the hiouse? Alice sat up in bed and listened....no, nothing.....shaking her head, she buried herself in the pillow and within a minute was again fast asleep.

Sometime during the night she had a dream....it HAD to be a dream!...she was laying on her back and a dark shape came at her, but before she had a chance to wake, she was out again......
Alice awoke groggily, like she was in some sort of fog....she tried to open her eyes but there was only blackness...she could feel fabric over them...a blindfold???! In a panic, she tried to tear it off her face but her arms were somehow secured behind her back...she realized she was in her belly and could feel something unyielding holding her wrists together behind her...it felt like.....like....TWIST TIES!!!
her ankles were bound as well and she began to wriggle and struggle.....
"HELP!.....HEEEEELLP!!!!"

 

[tropicallolita]

Lilla walked over to the bed and threw the accessories she had just collected down in it. She had just enough time to do that, when Alice started screaming. Lilla swiftly put one knee on the bed and threw the rest of her body on top of Alice, sitting over her abdomen. She pressed her hand over her mouth, hard.

“Good, you are awake.” Lilla pulled the sleeves of the pink negligee down with her other hand, ignoring that the woman under her was still struggling. She was very tall and weighted a good deal more than a woman Alice’s size would be able to dislodge in a normal day, never mind with her hands tied behind her back. Lilla took her time, brushing her fingertips over Alice’s shoulders and the top of her plum breasts.

Then in quick succession, she gave three hard slaps to Alice’s right nipple. It hardened right away. She changed her focus to the left breast, and spanked her nipples twice as much as she had the right one, hard. Alice’s left breast quickly turned a light shade of pink. God that made her so wet, all she wanted was to put those nipples in her mouth. But she knew she had to focus.

She brought her face close to Alice’s and whispered “Ssshh, be quiet now. I don’t want to have to hurt you. Be a good girl, and I’ll just grab the money and the jewelry and leave you alone. Struggle…” Lilla punctuated her threat with three vicious slaps to the right nipple.

“Now I’ll remove my hand. Don’t scream.”

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

"MMMMMMMMPH!!!!!" Alice tried to scream but the assailant's hand quickly covered her mouth....
the weight of her intruder kept her from wriggling out from underneath, but Alice continued to struggle, even more so as her tits were slapped and nipples tortured....yanking furiously against the ties that bound her legs and wrists.....unlike rope, she soon discovered that cable ties were unstretching and unyielding, digging into her flesh as she fought....
Once the hand left her mouth, Alice began sobbing and whimpering.....
"p-p-p-please....please let me go....I'll show you where my jewelry and money is...."
She nodded her head toward the dresser...."my jewelry is in the top drawer, and what money Ihave is in my bag sitting there on the chair..."
Alice felt so vulnerable wit her tits now exposed.....

 

[tropicallolita]

Lilla rolled her eyes. She hated when her targets started talking to her. It was so annoying.
“I didn’t say you could talk.” She hissed, and then slapped each of Alice’s breasts once again for measure. Lilla climbed off Alice and went to her closet. She picked up a pair of cotton panties and a tie that she assumed belonged to the husband. She returned to the bed quickly and pinched Alice’s nose closed “Open your mouth.”

When Alice did, Lilla stuffed the underwear inside her mouth, using her fingers to shove even the last shred of fabric inside. Then she tied the tie around her head securing the gag in place. Now she felt a bit more relaxed.

“Of course, you will have to be punished for speaking out of turn.” Lilla whispered excitedly as she let her fingertips roam over Alice’s shoulder. “If I’m going to leave you alive and unharmed, I have to trust that you’ve learned the rules.”

Lilla picked up the clothes pins and attached one to Alice’s right nipple. She had to bite her lip not to groan at the sight. “I’m sorry. That was harsh. Let me prepare the other one.” She said cynically and bend down. Then she ran her tongue slowly over the already erect nipple, savoring it. She had a little rush in her head, like she had consumed too much sugar and she could barely contain her excitement. She licked the areola for close to a minute, and then sucked on the nipple, softly.

She pulled away and used her fingers to pull and pinch Alice’s nipple, feeling unbashful joy to be torturing the woman and then said “There. I think that should do it.” She then placed the pin on the other nipple, letting it shut closed with a snap. Even she winced, that looked like it hurt.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

"OOOOW!!" Alice cried out as her tits were slapped once more, jiggling with the strike....she struggled as she watched her intruder go to her dresser and return with panties and a tie....she knew what the burglar intended to do with both.....
unable to move, she felt her own underwear being forced into her mouth then sealed shut with her husbands's tie.....
Upon seeing a set of clothespins in her hands she began to thrash around, struggling against her binds...."MMMMMMMMPH!!!" "MMMMMMMMMMPH!!!!", shaking her head back and forth. She knew what was about to happen, and her tender nipples had always been the most sensitive part of her body.
More shrill gagged squeals as she felt the pins bt into her supple nipple flesh....
Even though the robber lavished some time on the other nipple, licking and sucking on it, Alice wanted no part of any of this and continued to trash about....

 

[tropicallolita]

Lilla turned Alice on her back and grabbed a piece of rope. She much preferred rope to cable ties when dealing with a hostage; it gave her more flexibility. So she tied the rope around Alice’s wrists, cutting the cable tie that was there.

She also tied her elbows tightly and then attached them to another rope, which she placed under Alice’s breasts. She didn’t have enough rope to do a more proper breast bondage, so she left well enough alone. Lilla climbed off the bed and started stripping off Alice’s underwear.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Alice continued to struggle but between the gag and the blindfold had made her feel more vulnerable than she had ever been before....nothing like this had ever happened to her, even her dreams were never this dangerous but at the same time-----dare she think it? in a way, sexual?-----
She knew her intruder was a woman.....was it someone she knew? The quickness of the woman's intrusion into her house, so soon after her husband left made her wonder if her assailant had been watching, waiting for the opportunity to strike....
"MMMMMMMMMPH!!!!" she gurgled once more as her wrists and elbows were grabbed and tied, her movements causing the clothespins on her nipples to bite into her tender flesh...
She felt a weight change on the bed and knew the woman had climbed off, possibly to get something else to torture her with, or maybe just to gloat silently and gaze at her captive.....
A minute later, she felt her panties being pulled down and off, her pussy now accessible with just a hint of muff hair hovering above her slit.....
If money was all this person came for, she knew her intruder could have already gotten it and escaped. Her nocturnal visitor obviously had other plans.....but WHAT?