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Housewife Rachel was cheerfully drying some dishes in the kitchen while waiting for her husband to come home for supper. A very demure and sweet-natured woman, she looked typically lovely in her polka-dot dress and apron, wearing her hair pinned up. On this occasion, however, her appearance did not tell the whole story. In a rare fit of naughtiness, Rachel had decided to wear some sexy lingerie under her dress. It was her hope to show it off to her husband after they'd enjoyed a romantic evening meal together. Lifting the hem of her dress, she took a last excited look at the tops of her stockings, sheer black panties, and suspender belt. Everything seemed perfect. Or so she thought. Little did Rachel know it, but, at that very moment, a man was breaking in to her home. He had an axe to grind against her husband after being swindled him out of a fortune by him. He was dressed all in black, and concealed his face behind an eerie mask. With the utmost stealth, he made his way into the kitchen and crept up behind Rachel while her back was turned. Swiftly he pounced on her, wrapping a strong arm around her waist, clamping a hand over her mouth. Rachel was startled out of her skin. She tried to scream out - to shrug herself free. But it was all in vain. She lacked physical strength. The man had it in abundance. He bent her forwards over the kitchen counter, leaned close, and growled at her to shut up and cooperate. Rachel nodded, terrified. The man then hauled her to her feet and dragged out to the living room. There he pushed her into a chair, tied her to it, and stopped her mouth with a ball-gag. Taking out a cell phone, he called her husband. His voice rasped with hatred as he told him that he had taken his wife prisoner and would violate her unless a million dollars was paid to a special account of his within an hour. He proved his seriousness by sending a phone photo of Rachel sitting bound and distressed. The husband grew very tense. He tried to stall the man - telling him he need needed more time to raise the money. The man dismissed his excuses and hung up. While monitoring the situation by means of the phone, he walked menacingly around Rachel. The prim housewife trembled in his presence. Constantly she had to hear him rant against her husband - calling him a crook and a conman. Most frightening of all were his lustful looks and sexual comments towards her. About half an hour had passed when the man became impatient. There was no sign yet of Rachel's husband paying the million into the account. The man called him back and met with the same stalling tactics. Believing that the husband needed a little extra motivation, the man went over to Rachel and took a photo of himself squeezing her tit through her dress. She squirmed and squealed at his touch. The husband grew desperate when he received the photo and saw what was happening to his wife. He pleaded for her to be left alone, and promised to work even faster to get the money sent. This was better news for the man - but it still wasn’t enough. Having again hung up, he decided it was time for Rachel’s violation to begin in earnest. The longer her husband delayed, the worse her ordeal would get. For each thing done to her, the man would take another photo and send it on to her husband for his further motivation. And so Rachel’s nightmare began… First, the man freed one of her hands then took out his cock and made her stroke it. He gripped her hair tightly to spur her on. Rachel’s gagged face was a picture of torment as she jerked the rigid chunk of man meat. Only with her beloved husband had she done such a thing before. She felt horrified and shamed at performing it on this strange, nasty, man. Naturally, the whole thing was recorded with a photo and duly sent to the husband. Later, still without having received any money, the man took the gag from Rachel’s mouth and replaced it with his cock. Hands clamped on either side of her head, he XXXX her to suck and swallow him as deep as she could. Again he pulled on her hair for extra encouragement. Although prim, inexperienced and reluctant, Rachel worked her lips up and down the man’s shaft with a great deal of skill and sensuality. Her achievement was captured in another photo for her husband. Yet, even for that, the money still did not come. The man called the husband again and heard from him that things were moving along. That was good. But it did not get Rachel off the hook. The man carried her over to the couch and made her resume. Through wracking sobs, Rachel had begged him not to do anything else to her. It was all in vain, however. Bound at ankles, hands tied behind her back, she could do nothing to avert her fate. After she had endured a slow, balls-deep face-fucking, the man put the gag back in her mouth. A few more photos were taken and sent in the process. Yet still there was no money. The man went on to the next step of Rachel’s violation. Having pushed her onto her back, he lifted her dress and saw the lingerie underneath. He was amused to discover the more mischievous side of this outwardly reserved housewife. Meanwhile, Rachel cried through her gag at what she knew was coming. Then it was underway. The man had yanked off her panties, spread her legs, and shoved his big cock into her naked, defenseless pussy. Rachel writhed and groaned helplessly as the man went on to fuck her in long, measured strokes. Despite her emotional distress, Rachel’s body felt stimulated. The man’s cock was bigger and better than her husband’s. With her legs pushed back so far, he managed to fuck it thrillingly deep within her. Nevertheless, she fought not to show it. Shortly after, she was taken in the doggy-position. Her polka-dress had ridden up to her waist, revealing her bare butt for the man to hold onto and spank as he subjected her pussy to a last, lust-crazed cock pounding. On her gagged face was mixed expression of disgust and pleasure. Finally, the man made her kneel to take a faceful of his cum. There was a huge amount of it. Some got in between her lips. The rest glazed her chin. Revolted, Rachel spat out most of it. Then, suddenly sick, she slumped to the floor. At that moment, the cell phone rang. It was Rachel’s husband explaining that the million dollars had at last been sent. The man was delighted. Now he felt fully revenged against the husband. Aside from getting the money off of him, he had enjoyed the wonderful bonus of fucking his hot, demure wife as well. In the background, Rachel began to sob anew. If only her husband had acted quicker. The once-innocent wife did not know whether she could ever forgive him for causing her ruin.