>Someone unlocks your door in the middle of the night.

>You hear the lock click, as the door slowly opens.

>You jump out of bed, swinging your fists, which are effortlessly blocked and redirected.

>A leg locks into position behind yours, before a rough shove sends you sprawling onto the floor.

>Before you can even think about getting up, your assailant leaps onto you, straddling your midsection and pinning your arms above your head.

>She giggles, before saying, "it's useless to struggle, Anon. Just accept it."

>She pushes her lips onto yours, forcing her tongue inside your mouth, exploring every inch of your mouth.

>You vainly try to push against her iron grip, but she holds the pin.

>She's positioned in such a way that it's hard for you to breathe while she's kissing you.

>You begin to panic as you cannot breathe.

>Writhing underneath her, you desperately attempt to get air into your lungs.

>Breaking off her kiss, you choke as oxygen rushes back into your lungs.

>Slightly panting, She giggles again. "Maybe we should get to the main course now..." she says.

>You hear the sound of tape ripping.

>Her grip loosens for a second, before securing your hands with tape.

>With your hands bound, you are defenseless as she forces another kiss onto you.

>She begins to grind on your chest, back and forth.

>Taking a short break from kissing you, she allows you to breathe once more.

>She removes herself from you.

>You hear the sound of a zipper unzipping, and clothes falling to the floor.

>You attempt to sit up, and escape.

>Bad idea.

>She pushes you back onto the floor, before giggling once more.

>"How cute, Anon. But you aren't getting away that easily."

>She straddles your crotch this time.

>She begins to grind on your semi-flaccid member.

>You can hear her quiet, lusty moans as she leans forward for another kiss.

>With one hand preventing you from resisting, her other slips under your shirt.

>Like a chill wind snuffing out a fire, her hand leaves an icy trail on your midsection, before moving up to your chest.

>Something hot and moist is seeping through your boxers, right where she's grinding over your ever-increasing erection.

>Her lewd moans fill your ears, as she increases her pace.

>She stops mid-grind, trembling.

>Her hand suddenly does a 180, snaking down into your boxers, and grasping your manhood.

>She pulls down your boxers, just enough to clear your throbbing shaft.

>Now at full mast, she inserts you into her womanhood.

>Her walls feel like living velvet. Moving of their own accord, they wrap around your shaft, squeezing and releasing, as if they’re trying to milk it.

>A lewd, lusty moan escapes her lips as she pushes your manhood into her.

>You can feel the heat from her thighs and core as she slowly moves you deeper inside herself.

>You’re about halfway inside, her breath growing more and more ragged as she stretches to accommodate your erect member.

>The boxers tighten underneath your phallus, leaving a burning sensation while tugging upwards.

>She doesn’t appear to notice your pain, as she continues to push down onto you.

>Your head reaches what feels like a roadblock in the wet, living tunnel.

>She giggles.

>“Your virginity is mine now, Anon.”

>“And you’ll have mine.”

>She pushes down forcefully.

>Your boxers' elastic band continues to add even more strain to your solid snake.

>A small whimper of pain escapes your lips.

>She giggles in response.

>She pulls down your boxers to your ankles, before engulfing your entire rod with her womanhood.

>You can the heat running down to the base of your manhood.

>She gasps for breath after fully inserting you into her womanhood.

>Involuntarily contracting the hundreds of minuscule muscles deep inside her, she squeezes your dick in a vice-like grip.

>She collapses on top of you.

>You can feel the buildup growing. You won’t last much longer.

>Recovering from the initial shock, she sits upright once more, and begins to lift off of your dick...

>...before slamming back down onto it.

>Again and again, she rides you.

>The pressure reaches a new high. You're right at the edge.

>“I can feel it Anon. You’re almost at your breaking point. It’s twitching so much. Let it out. Let it out inside of me. Let me bear your children!” She whispers into my ear.

>“There’s no use trying to resist. It’s just us now,” she whispers.

>Unable to contain it any longer, you give into the temptation, ejaculating deep into her womb.

>As your rapidly deflating manhood remains inside her, the walls begin to squeeze from the base of your shaft to the tip, seemingly milking your rod for every drop of semen.

>All you can do is give an exasperated sigh, your shirt now moist and sticky with your sweat.

>She remains seated on your dick. Leaning forward to whisper in your ear once more, she says, “Just because you’re finished doesn’t mean I am…”

>She begins to ride you once more.

>Your dick is in sensory overload. It’s too much, too quickly.

>“No. Stop. Please! I can’t. It’s too much. Stop.” You whimper.

>“Shhhh. Not until I’m satisfied. You’re my toy now.” She says, before quickening her pace.

>Your manhood begins to burn, nerves overloaded with sensory information.

>Lewd moans escape her lips as she bounces up and down on your shaft.

>After what seems like hours of agonizingly painful, yet oddly blissful intercourse, she finally collapses on top of you, quivering.

>At this point, you're utterly drained, but you can still feel the hundreds of contracting muscles deep inside her womanhood.

>Ragged breaths are all you can hear, filling up every space in your mind, which had been all but consumed with your libido.

>“That was great, Anon. We can do this every night. In fact, there’s no reason to stop. I’ll keep you here, by my side forever. You’ll be mine forever. Forever.” She says in between breaths.

>Someone busts into your room, kicking your bedroom door open.

>She yelps as she’s dragged off of you.

>“Anon? Are you okay? I’ll- Aah!”

>“He’s mine~!!”

>Sounds of ripping and tearing ensue, mixed with yelps and screams.

>At this point, the room lightens, just enough make out the outlines of two figures fighting.

>Tattered clothes are littered all around your room.

>One of the figures stumbles backwards from a shove, yanking down your curtains accidentally.

>Light floods your room, blinding you momentarily.

>Once your eyes adjust to light, you can see Monika and Yuri grappling with each other in the nude.

>Monika’s athleticism is giving her the edge, her chiseled thighs flexing with power.

>Yuri is breathing heavily, but she remains steadfast, holding her ground.

>Monika pulls backwards, rolling onto the floor while simultaneously placing her foot onto Yuri’s stomach, and throws Yuri onto the bed.

>Momentarily stunned, Yuri can’t get up quickly enough before Monika pins her to the bed.

>Both of Monika’s hands are pinning Yuri’s arms to the bed, while a knee to Yuri’s groin ensures total control.

>Yuri is struggling futilely against Monika’s grip.

>"What was that, Monika? Some kind of Judo?" Yuri says.

>“Yuri! What have you done to Anon?” Monika demands.

>“I was the one who came to save Anon from you!” Yuri yells.

>“What? I know you were going to do something to Anon! Don’t lie! I saw you sneaking around!” Monika accuses.

>“You’re the one with a telescope pointed at his window, Monika!” Yuri retorts.

>“I-I have no such thing!” Monika says, flustered.

>“Anyways, I won’t let you have your way with him!” Monika says.

>“Neither will I!” Yuri replies, as she takes advantage of Monika’s temporary weakness, and rolls, pinning Monika onto the bed in the same position.

>As they struggle, your arms remain restrained around the bedpost.

>They’re beginning to become numb, due the the lack of proper blood flow.

>Out of the corner of your eye, you notice something in the doorway of your room.

>An outline of a head, with short, shoulder-length hair.

>You can also see that she’s holding something. It lights ups, which enables you to read the bold, black letters.

>SEE YOU AGAIN TONIGHT ANON

[To be continued]