Intruded

I was dozing, just barely asleep last night, peaceful and relaxed... and something woke me. The next instant, my head was covered by something, and pushed face down into the pillow. I don't remember the blankets being pulled away, but they must have been, because next I knew, there was someone on top of me, breathing hard, snarling into my ear. I felt fingers probe my cunt roughly, then a belt against my arse, pushed hard against me, and I knew what he was trying to do...

Strangely, I made a noise, but it didn't occur to me to try and yell out. I tried to push up, but was held down hard, and I quickly stopped, thinking I might be suffocated. But for the most part, I did not resist. I was tense and fearful of what was happening. I thought of asking, "Sir?" but dared not, and besides, I felt sure it wasn't. It was not his smell. And that sound...

... how long would he continue for? Would I just be used, or would I be harmed? Was I going to die?

Even then, somehow, I did not think to fight... my brain said to try, but my instinct was simply to submit.

Just as quick as it had started, suddenly he stopped and stood up. My head was uncovered but I was still face down. I tensed slightly, and felt wetness on the sheets. Had I pissed myself? No, it was cum. I hesitated, unsure... then quickly turned to look - and there was Master's face, smiling at me in the dark.

It was him - holding an old jacket with an unfamiliar smell. And looking pleased. Oh my god. He really had me believing I was being raped.

And all I could think was.... I want that to happen again.