Home Invasion

All the way home I was thinking of the dirtiest things I wanted to do to Ria. I wanted to **** her. I wanted to humiliate her… why? I don’t honestly know. But I get a kick out of it.

I pulled the car up on the driveway, wondering how the night was going to pan out

The winter sun was dipping below the horizon and the house was in darkness with the curtains closed. Didn't look as though she was in. It looked prime for a home invasion.

And that gave me an idea.

I fixed the handbrake and cut the engine. Then went on the attack.

I quietly let myself in through the front door. I'm an amature snowboarder so my balaclava ski mask is always in the draw of the hallway sideboard, so i decided to put it on. And give Ria a real scare.

I didn't reach for the light but stealthily crept through the darkness.

Following soft snores I found Ria in the living room.

Ria was in a drunken doze on the couch still dressed in her French lingerie. Her elegant black laced garments amplifying her petite sexy body in all it's glory.

My beautiful Indian girlfriend didn't know it, but tonight she was going to ****.

I got within an inch her face, so close I could feel her warmth breaths as she slept. Then without warning shouted. “Tell me where the money is, you fucking brown slag.” Her large eyes opened in horror. She screamed as I grabbed her by her shoulders.

"Oh my God!"

"Shut the fuck up you brown cunt."

Ria struggled to speak. "I have a boyfriend and he is coming home any minute."

"I've already dealt with him."

"No!"

I hoisted a screaming Ria over my shoulder and carried her like a sack of coal.”You’re a whore and I’m going to fuck you like one. You're fucking dressed for it anyway.” I then slapped her tight little butt while climbing the stairs, causing her to squeal. I snapped. “Quiet bitch. Or your boyfriend won't be alive when the ambulance finally finds his bloodied body.”

"What do you want?"

"You're going to do what I say, or your husband will bleed out."

Ria burst into tears. She was either a bloody good actress or she really did believe she was about to be ****.

Either way. I was going to have a fucking good night.

I threw her on to the bed where she then began tearfully begging me. "My money is in my bag by the ensuite door. Please, take it and leave me and my boyfriend alone."

I lunged for Ria, then grabbed her by the neck and tightened my grip. Her eyes bulged and listened as she choked.

A sinister smile crossed my face as I then slowly ran my tongue right the way across her disgusted face. "You're an Indian whore. And you're going to let me fuck you, and **** you all night long."