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 One Late Night.

   If you have read some of my other stories you will know that some of
them are complete fantasy and some really happen.  This is an experience
shared with my husband that is completely true.  I know it couldn't have
been spontaneous but never the less I was caught completely unawares.

   The kids were down and I had just finished up in the bathroom and walked
into the den to see if hubby was done for the night.  I put my arms around
him as he sat at his computer and gave him a kiss on the neck.  He looked
up and smiled.  He patted my arm and said he would be to bed in as soon as
he was finished with the report he was working on.  Smittie is such a
perfectionist I knew that meant 2:00 am or later.  The last thing out of
his mouth was for me to wear something sexy.

   I finished drying my hair and put down my towel.  I slipped into a comfy
pair of satin panties and a jammy top, one of my comfort outfits.  It was
obvious to me there was no reason to wear a teddy or sexy nightie.  I was
going to be sleeping alone tonight.  I jumped in bed and rolled over to
drift off to sleep.  As I drifted off into my pleasant world of dreams I
remember seeing the door to the den was open.  I could see a pool of light
and my sweet hubbie's shadow on the wall as he sat and worked.

   Something was different.  Something was wrong.  I was still mostly
asleep but I sensed a change more than actually being aware of it.  My
sleep filled eyes came open and it was still very dark in my bedroom, the
only light coming from the partially open den door.  A dark figure was on
the bed with me.  I startled and was about to scream.  A hand went quickly
to my throat and my scream became a inaudible croak.  I saw a flash of a
knife and felt the blade trace over my flesh.  The stranger leaned close to
my ear and whispered.  "Silence!  Complete silence!" with a sharp blade at
my throat I obeyed immediately.

   I became aware of what had been bothering me.  The covers were thrown
off and my hands were straight up over my head.  I tugged on them and felt
hard cold steel handcuffs dig into my tender wrists.  The dark lurking
force slipped his knife blade under the string side of my satin panties and
pulled.  The material separated and he moved to the other side.  I felt the
other hip of my panties give way and he pulled them from my body.  He
dropped the wadded lump of satin on my chest, and grabbed both sides of the
pillow under my head.  He pulled the pillow down until it was under my
shoulders causing my back to arch to relieve the tension on my handcuffed
wrists.  I felt a piece of wispy cloth float over my face.  It was
positioned over my head and arms.  I could see and breath through it but it
obscured my poorly lit bedroom even further.  It was one of my favorite
black transparent silk scarves from my bedside drawer.  The dark figure
tucked the wadded up satin panties under the bottom edge and whispered
menacingly.  "Open!" The pressure on my chin left no doubt that he was
talking about my mouth.  I let my jaw go slack and he rudely stuffed my
ripped panties into my mouth.  With his hands he slipped the ends of my
scarf down behind my head and around and up.  He tied the ends over the
bottom hem of the scarf and around my throat effectively covering my entire
head and securing my panties firmly in my mouth.  It was Not enough to
choke me but tight enough to make me aware of my breathing.

   I rolled my head to the light.  My Husband's form could still be made
out sitting at the desk.  I felt the intruder leave the bed and then felt
something smooth encircle my ankle.  My leg was tugged to the edge of the
bed and secured.  Quickly I felt my other ankle being bound.  Whatever he
was using was connected to the other ankle.  As he pulled what felt like
soft rope tight, my ankles were pulled off the edges of my queen-sized bed
on either side.  My hips barked from the strain of being spread so far.  I
could feel my delicate sex gape open from the force of being spread-eagled
on my mattress.

   I again felt his weight shift the bed but I was now completely
restrained.  I could lift my head but all I could now see was shadows and
if I lifted it my breathing became very labored.  I could feel drool
sliding down my cheek from my open mouth and distended jaw.  My tongue was
dry from being stuffed into a ball of satin tasting of my own juices.  I
could feel his hand run over my top.  He began slowly unbuttoning it from
the bottom.  I realized I was completely nude from the waist down as he
flipped open the tails of my top he was unbuttoning.  I could do nothing.
The buttons were slowly undone and my top slowly gaped open.  I couldn't
help but get sexually aroused.  I felt my other lips moisten and knew I
would soon be drooling from places other than my mouth.

   I could here him chuckle about my unwilling sexual reaction to his
touch. My top was now completely undone.  I could feel the cool night air
on my bare skin all the way from my tightly bound neck to my stretched
ankles.  The man slowly allowed my top to slide off my breasts.  As the
material coursed over my taught nipples it sent tiny electric jolts
coursing through my loins.  My nipples were so aroused that they were
crinkled up tight in the cool night air.  My breath was ragged but not from
being tightly bound but from my state of arousal.  I could do nothing to
resist.  I was not able to stop anything this man wanted to do to my body.
I was in a state of complete surrender and total submission.

   Suddenly I felt a cold object being slowly dragged over my nude chest. I
was aware of what it was.  My husband kept it in the same drawer my
attacker had found the scarf.  Steel nipple clamps.  Two tweezers connected
by a stainless steel chain.  He pulled my nipple up sharply and attached
the clamp to the base of my nipple.  The procedure was repeated.  My
nipples were screaming form the pressure as he tightened them tighter that
I had ever allowed my husband.  My clit was almost humming by itself.  I
was so near an orgasm I was sure he could push me over just by touching my
molten pussy.  His weight shifted again.  He was directly above me and
between my legs.  I craved the feeling of a cock being carefully inserted
in my pussy.  I didn't get it.  The stanger positioned himself and with his
hand flicked my mons and exposed clit with a rock hard dick.  He spat on my
gaping crack to add lubrication and then tucking the head of his prick
between my pussy lips he sharply stuffed it all the way in.  the force of
it made the rope dig deep into my ankles.  I quaked through an immense
orgasm.  And came close to passing out from the pain of being stuffed all
at the same time.  He began a hard driving stroke.  The only part touching
me was his cock and his hips.  I could feel my body being buffeted in my
tight bonds.  My hips and shoulders burned from the strain.  For an instant
I felt his course beard on my chest and thought he would relax and settle
in to me.  I was wrong all he did was pickup the chain that attached my
nipples.  He pushed back up taking the chain in his teeth.  My burning
nipples were stretched taught.  I quaked through another tremendous orgasm.
His strokes were savage.  Driving my hips into the bed.  He was getting
erratic and I knew he was close.  A third orgasm racked my body.  He pulled
out and I could feel his hot seed spill out on my chilled belly and
breasts.

   I came back from blackness to find myself cuddled in my husband's arms.
I wondered if it had been just an intense dream.  My face was uncovered. 
My arms and legs were free.  My Jammy top was buttoned.  But I felt under
my top and there were my nipple clamps.  My panties were missing too.  I
smacked my husband and said.  "How did you do the shadow light thing you
pig!" he laughed at me and replied.  "I will never tell." I smacked him
again and told him.  "I should be mad at you." He just looked up and said.
" Hey it serves you right.  I told you to wear something sexy."