0 comments/ 86611 views/ 1 favorites Silence is Golden Ch. 1 By: actor47 Silence. Karen liked silence. Karen had a TV, but seldom watched it. Karen had a CD player, but seldom played it. Karen enjoyed reading a good book, and letting her mind and imagination do the work. At 50, Karen knew she was no longer pretty. She was overweight, with small sagging breast, and a butt that was too big. The only quality that Karen liked about herself was her hair. Karen had long thick blond hair that was only now starting to get some gray in it. Karen looked at the clock, and realized it was time to get her wash out of the dryer. Karen was a creature of habit, and every other Thursday night, she did her wash. Karen got her clothes walked back to her apartment, and juggling the laundry basket awkwardly opened her apartment door, and went inside. As soon as Karen went inside her apartment, a pillowcase was slipped over her head, and a hand covered her mouth before she could scream. Fear and terror filled Karen as she struggled against her attacker, but she could not escape the strong grasp. Karen could not see, but she heard the front door close, and the deadbolt slipped into place. Karen now felt a gag tied in place, and her hands quickly pulled behind her back and handcuffed. Who was this man Karen thought. Is it someone in the apartment complex that has been watching me? Someone I work with? Someone who has been following me and knew my routine? Karen felt the gag removed, and the pillowcase removed from her head. Karen tried to turn around, but her head was held in place, and then a silk blindfold put over her eyes. "Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?" Karen asked. Silence. "Please don’t hurt me," Karen wept. Karen now felt a ball gag put in her mouth and fastened behind her head. Karen was very frightened now, and too scared to resist, even if she could. Karen felt hands gently stroking her hair now, soothing her as you would a scared child. Without a word, Karen felt herself turned around. Karen felt the man lift and drop her hair, slowly running his fingers through it. Karen flinched at the man’s touch. Maybe it is not a man Karen thought; maybe it is a woman. Karen felt her attacker slowly stroke her cheek with the back of his hand, as if to say, "Don’t worry, I am not here to hurt you." Karen knew from the touch that it was a man, but who? Next Karen felt the man kiss her on the cheek. Lips were now softly kissing her neck, and once again his hands found her hair, stroking it with the tenderness of a lover. Karen felt herself getting wet, as the man continued to devour her with his mouth. Karen felt her blouse being slowly unbuttoned, as the man continued to slowly kiss her. Karen tried to resist, but it was useless. She felt the mans hands behind her, and suddenly her bra was unfastened. Karen’s small breasts were now released, and she felt the man engulf one of them in his mouth, while he gently stroked the other one. Karen could only imagine what was going through this mans mind, but he obviously was enjoying what he was doing, and she was starting to enjoy it too. After about 5 minutes of this, the man unbuttoned Karen’s jeans, and then led Karen to a chair, and gently sat her down. Karen then felt her Jeans and underwear removed. Her clothing was removed not roughly, but slowly, like a person unwrapping a beautiful, special present. Karen was not scared anymore, but she was embarrassed, as she was now naked before her attacker. Her attacker? Yes, she was being attacked and taken against her will, there was no doubt about that. This man was going to have his way with her, and she had no choice in the matter, but it was not really a rape. Rape, she knew, was about power and control, and this was definitely about sex. Karen was lost in a world of silence and darkness now, the blindness heightening her other senses. Karen was starting to relax and enjoy what her attacker was doing to her. Karen felt her legs now spread and raised, and she slid down in the chair as the man started kissing her now wet pussy, and playing with her clit. Once again, he was gentle, like he was making love to her with his tongue, moving it in and out of her love hole faster and faster. Suddenly Karen climaxed, as sweet a climax as she had ever known, and yet the man kept on going, lapping up her juices like they were wine. Finally Karen was lifted out of the chair, and once again found herself in a standing position. The gag was removed from her mouth, and Karen gulped in a lung full of air and said, "Thank you." A finger was placed on Karen’s lips, and she knew she was not to talk. Karen then felt the man draw her close, and she felt his very hard penis against her flesh. When did he remove his clothes she wondered, but for only for a minute, as he was now gently kissing her waiting lips. Karen’s breath was coming quickly now, as he kissed her hungrily, and passionately. Karen felt the man push her shoulders down, and she obediently got on her knees. Karen felt the man rub his erection on her face, and she opened her mouth and moved it back and forth, trying to capture his teasing prick. Finally, he let her get it in her mouth, and then he massaged her scalp and stroked her hair as she moved up and down on his shaft. He loved playing with Karen’s hair, and Karen loved the feel of his hands in her hair, grasping and releasing, grasping and releasing. Karen now felt him grab a handful of hair in each hand, and use them like handles as he started to fuck her face. Once again, not violently, but passionately, faster and faster, until he climaxed sending a gusher of cum down her throat. Karen had never done anything like this before; as a matter of fact she had always been disgusted by the idea. What was happening to her? Karen knew it was wrong to be enjoying this, it was wrong but it was also incredibly erotic. While Karen was catching her breath, she was raised back up to a standing position. "Do I know you?" Karen asked. Karens head was moved up and down, indicating yes. "Do you work with me?" Karen asked. Once again her head was moved indicating a yes. "How long…,"Karen started, but a finger was put on her lips indicating that the talking was over and once again the ball gag was placed in her mouth. As the man lifted her hair and secured the ball gag once more behind her head, Karen wondered who this could be, and why she was the object of his affection. Then Karen knew why she was enjoying this. Karen felt attractive and wanted, as she never had before. This man did not just want sex with Karen, he wanted to make love to her, and she enjoyed being desired. The man was now slowly lightly running his hands over Karens naked body, touching her in places and in ways that no man had ever touch her. Bound, gagged, and blindfolded, Karen was now enjoying the new sensations she was feeling. Karen was now being led to another room, the bedroom she thought, oh yes, let it be the bedroom. Karen now felt the gag being once again removed, but this time she did not speak. She knew that this was to be done without words, in silence. The man kissed her again, and Karen willingly returned his hot kisses. Karens hands were uncuffed, and her blouse and bra removed, then she was laid on the bed, face up, and she felt her hands tied with something soft, maybe one of her scarves to the headboard of her bed. Karen sensed the man by the side of her head, and she turned her head in anticipation of once again tasting his manhood. Karens head was turned back, as he lightly kissed her hungry mouth, then Karen felt him grasping her hair, and rubbing his cock with it. The man started masturbating with her hair wrapped around his cock, and once again, Karen felt excitement when she knew she should have felt revulsion. After a few minutes of this, The man stuck his rock hard cock in Karens mouth and once again released his salty cum down her throat. The man then got on top of her, and got into a 69 position, and for the next ten minutes sucked and worked her aching pussy with his mouth, and fingered her ass. When the man was hard again, her turned around, and finally gave her cunt what it wanted, his rock hard dick. Karen had already experienced multiple orgasms this evening, something she had never done before, and he had not even fucked her yet. He was fucking her now though, and Karen was fantasizing that it was a gorgeously handsome man that was ravishing her. Karen felt his balls slapping against her pussy as he moved faster and faster, and then slowly to make this last as long as possible. Wave after wave crashed against Karens helpless body, as she once again felt the joyous sensation of a climax. After what seemed like an eternity, Karen felt the man cum in her. For the next few hours, this continued, in many different positions, as Karen was continually fucked in the mouth, pussy, and her ass, another first for Karen. Finally Karen was released, and as she lay there waiting for what ever was to come next, she heard the front door close. Karen removed the blindfold, and ran to the front door, and opened it, unconsiece of her nakedness. No one was anywhere in sight, the man was gone. Karen went to work the next day, and watched her co-workers wondering who or if any of them had been her visitor the previous night, but no one acted any differently to her. Karens whole life had changed, and no one even seemed to notice. Once again, Karen felt invisible and unimportant. When Karen returned from lunch, Karen found an inner office envelope on her desk, and inside was a note, put together with words cut from a newspaper or magazine. " I have admired you from afar for so long. It was your gorgeous hair that first attracted me, but soon I wanted to see and feel every part of you. I hope you enjoyed last night, I know I did. I will return Karen, but you will never know when. I will continue what I started last night, and you will be mine once again whether with you like it or not, and next time it will not end so quickly. I’ll be watching you Karen, and waiting." Karen smiled and once again looked around the office, but no one was watching, at least not that she could tell. Silence is Golden Ch. 2 Karen closed her eyes and held her breath. Another Friday night, and Karen once again found herself alone, enjoying a soothing warm bath and smoking a joint. She felt her lungs aching and expelled the smoke in her lungs with a sigh of relief. Karen did not drink much, she did not have anything against it, she just did not care for the taste of alcohol, but she did enjoy relaxing with some good grass. She took another hit, and let her mind wander, enjoying the warm water and surrendering to a feeling of contentment that was starting to fill her. She tried to clear her mind, but it kept coming back to the same thing it always had for the last month...the night she was raped. Maybe rape wasn't the right word, but she was taken against her will, at least at first. Karen had read stories about women who were raped, but their bodies betrayed them, and they could not help but enjoy the act being forced on them. She had known women who had been raped, and she knew this was not true. Rape is an act of violence and force, more about power and control than anything else. Karen's was more a sensual seduction from a silent and unknown intruder. A loud clap of thunder brought Karen back to the present, and she lit the small remnants of her joint and took one last hit. She got out of the bath, and toweled herself off, and then lightly sprinkled powder over her glistening body. She slipped on her robe, and walked into her bedroom just as another big clap of thunder hit. Karen was glad she had gotten home before the rain hit. She enjoyed the sou...suddenly a pillowcase was shoved over her head. An involuntary scream was stifled by a hand quickly put over her mouth, and Karen knew that her silent friend had returned as he promised her he would. How the hell had he gotten in? Karen was sure she had locked the door. She resisted slightly as the intruder took her across the room, where he cut off the bedroom lights. Without a word, the intruder removed the pillowcase and quickly put a ball gag in Karen's mouth, and blindfolded her. "How could this be happening again?" she thought, as she felt hands opening her robe to expose her naked body. She felt her robe pulled back and taken off, and then his body pressing next to hers. "You smell wonderful." He said. These were the first words she had ever heard him say. She did not recognize the voice, yet there was something oddly familiar about it. She now felt her hands being pulled behind her, and tied with a rope of some kind. Her hands were tied, but not together, there was about a foot of distance between them. Her hair had been pined up loosely while she bathed, and she now felt the pins removed as he softly kissed her neck at the same time. Her long blond hair came cascading down, and he slowly ran his fingers through her lush hair as he ran his tongue along her left ear. An involuntary shudder ran through Karen as the combination of the pot and his sensual touch was getting her excited. She stood there motionless as she heard him removing his clothes, and then she felt his warm hands engulfing her breasts as he pulled her close. She felt his erection against her buttocks as he slowly moved back and forth against her while massaging her now hard nipples. Grabbing her hair, and pushing it over her right shoulder, he now used her own hair to softly rub across her nipple. He kissed her exposed neck, and moved backwards so that now just the hair of his balls lightly touched her buttocks. The sensations she was feeling were incredible, and being blindfolded only added to her already heightened feelings. While still playing with her right breast, she felt him take her left hand and wrap it around his cock. He was rock hard, and yet soft and warm at the same time, and she slowly massaged his erection, while she cupped his balls with her right hand. She felt a certain strange power as she held his manhood in her hand, and she enjoyed the feeling. She was starting to feel dizzy now and leaned back into his body. Her breathing was coming quick now, and the ball gag was making it hard to catch her breath. The man sensing this removed the ball gag. "Is that better?" he asked Karen nodded. He turned Karen around and kissed her lips as he slowly started to run his fingers through her hair. Karen wanted to put her arms around him, but they were still tied behind her back. She was then led over to the bed, and he got behind her again and slowly pushed her forward, and with her feet on the floor, and her ass in the air, she felt him press his erection against her now wet pussy. He entered her slowly; a little more going in with each thrust until she felt his balls pounding against her. She loved the feeling of him inside her as he completely filled her. As he continued to fuck her, he massaged her shoulders and gently kissed her back, and Karen was now lost in another world, one where she was wanted and desired. He was fucking her faster now, and she felt herself starting to climax. She held off her climax as long as she could, and when she felt him tensing up, she came at the same time he did. It was undoubtedly the most intense feeling she had ever experienced. He continued to move inside her a while longer, and then he withdrew, leaving Karen exhausted and lying with her head on her bed. Karen heard the water running in the bathroom, and knew her intruder was in the bathroom washing himself. She was to exhausted to try to run even if she wanted to. "Who was this man?" He had spoken a few words for the first time, but she could not place the voice. She felt his hands on her shoulders as he lifted her off the bed and turned her around and kissed her gently. "Please tell me who you are," Karen asked. Silence. "Please," she asked again. "I don't think that would be wise," he said. "You said you worked with me, was that a lie? I don't recognize your voice." She said. "I work in the same building you do." he said. "Do I know you?" She said. "We have met," he said with a slight laugh. Karen was tired of these games, and she yelled, "Fuck you," as she flayed against the ropes on her bound hands. "I have had a crush on you for a long time," he said softly," but I knew I would never have you unless I did it like this. I have often fantasized about you when I was with other women, and I have dreamed of kissing you and running my hands through your gorgeous hair." Karen was stunned. "Why me?" She said, "This does not make any sense." Silently, Karen felt herself pushed back on the bad, and her feet were quickly tied to the bedposts at the bottom of the bed. Karen did not struggle. Her hands were then untied, and retied to the headboard of the bed. Still clothed in darkness, She felt his lips brushing against her cheeks and nibbling on her ears. He lay beside her now, rubbing his growing cock against her leg as he continues to kiss her ear and run his fingers through her hair with long slow strokes. Once again, Karen enjoyed being so desired. His hand moved down to her waiting bush, and gently played with her clit. His touch was gentle and sweet, and sensual. His finger now split her cunt lips, and found a warm and hungry home. She bucked as much as she could in her restraints to meet his quickening thrusts, as he put two fingers, and then three into her love canal. He kissed Karen hard, as he continues to work his fingers in and out of her. He moved down now and started to kiss and probe her swollen pussy with his tongue as he effortlessly slid his cock into her hungry mouth. Karen climaxed twice before he sent a welcome present down her throat in large spurts. She continued to suck on his glorious cock as he slowly massage her swollen cunt, until he rolled over, and she laid there catching her breath. "I know you enjoyed that," he whispered in her ear, "so did I." "Who are you?" was all she said Silently, he untied Karen from the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her long and softly, almost as though it was the last kiss he would ever give her. "If you want to know who I am, then take off the blindfold," he said, But know this before you do. After you know who I am we may never make love again." Karen enjoyed making love to this man, but she needed to know who he was. She reached up and removed the blindfold. Karen was alone in her bedroom. "What the hell is this," she thought. She heard a noise in the living room and walk into the living room to find a man sitting on her couch calmly drinking a coke. No, not a man, a BOY...a boy of maybe 18 years she had never seen before in her life. To Be Continued... Silence is Golden Ch. 3 Karen just stood there and stared at the boy, this boy who had twice invaded her world and taken her against her will. The boy looked to be no more than 17, but with a muscular body and soft brown eyes. She wanted and needed to know who her mystery man was, but this was not what she had expected at all. Anger and fury started to build in her as she looked at this boy and tried to think of where she might have seen him before. He had said he worked at the same building she did, and now she realized she had seen him before, but she could not remember where. She tried to look at his face, but he was sitting on her couch naked, and her eyes could not help but continue to move to his crotch. Embarrassed by her nakedness, Karen broke the uneasy silence and said, "excuse me." She then went back into her bedroom and picked up her robe from the floor where he had dropped it after taking it off of her. She put on the robe, walked to her closet, and picked up the shotgun she kept there. Calmly, she walked back into the living room and leveled the shotgun at this boy who had violated her. " Give me a reason why I shouldn't blow your ass away?" Karen said, with anger in her voice and fire in her flashing Green eyes. The intruder stared back at Karen with a sad smile and said, "Two reasons" " First of all you still don't remember me, do you?" he said in a rich deep voice, "Second, I was hiding in your closet while you were taking your bath and I saw the shotgun. I thought it might be wise to unload it." She didn't know if he was bluffing or not, but in her heart she did not really want to shot him anyway, she only wanted to scare him like he had scared her. She unlocked the breach, and did indeed find the gun unloaded. "Fuck," she thought, "No matter what I do this guy is always one step ahead of me." She put the gun down, walked into the kitchen and got herself a coke. " Could you at least put on some cloths," Karen asked from the kitchen, " or is that to much to ask?" She said sarcastically. Shaking his head, he got up and went into the bedroom, where he found his pants and put them on. When he returned to the living room, he found Karen sitting at the dinning room table rolling a joint. He walked over to her and stroked her lovely blond hair. Karens arm shot out backwards, and her elbow caught him squarely in the nuts. "Shit, Fuck," he exclaimed as he double over in pain. "Don't fucking touch me," She said. When he could move, he sat back down on the couch and said, "I'm Steven Anderson." Karen sat silently, just staring at the table. Finally she picked up the joint she had been rolling, lick it to seal it, and lit it. She looked at Steven as she held the smoke in her lungs, and finally said, "This just keeps getting better and better doesn't it?" " You use to baby sit me," Steven said "I remember," she said, as she got up and offered the joint to Steven. She paced the floor as she tried to gather her thoughts. Finally she said, "So how is your mother?" " Fine," he said as he handed her back the joint. "She met a nice guy and got remarried about 3 years ago. They live in Seattle." "Janet Anderson," Karen thought, that was a name she had not heard in a while. Janet and Karen worked together back in the mid 80's and Janets husband had been killed in a car accident. Janet was left alone with a young son, and very little education. Karen had befriended the frightened woman and talked her into taking some computer class's at night. For the next year, she had babysat Steven twice a week while Janet took night classes in computers. Janet and Karen became the best of friends, and She continued to baby sit Steven from time to time. In the fall of 1988, Janet moved to Dallas, Texas. They stayed in contact for a while, but Karen had not heard anything from her in over 10 years now. She took the joint back from Steven, and looked at him. He was handsome, with a boyish face and mid length thick black hair. He did not look like his mother, so he must have gotten his looks from his father, who she had never known. "How old are you?" She asked "19," he said with a smile, "20 in December." "Great," she said, as she handed the joint back from him, "I am old enough to be your mother for Gods sake." "Technically you are old enough to be my grandmother." He said with a smile. "Oh," Karen said with a slight laugh, "don't make me kick your ass." "I remember you use to say that to me all the time," Steven said. "You use to wrestle with me. Do you remember that?" "I remember," she said softly, as she took another hit off the joint, "but I am surprised that you do. You must have been 6 or 7 when you moved away." "I remember how pretty I thought you were," He said as he got off the couch and walked towards her. "I remember how good you always smelled, and the sound of your laughter, but most of all, I remembered your hair. You use to hold me down and tickle me, and kiss me on the neck." "That was just a game Steven," Karen said as she took his hands in hers and looked into his eyes. "You came in here, tied me up, and forced yourself on me." "What was I going to do Karen? Take you out to dinner and a movie and tell you I had always fantasized about making love to you? I hoped that you would enjoy the things I did to you, and you did enjoy them, I know that." Steven kissed her and she returned the kiss, and then pushed him away. "No," She said, "This is wrong." Steven grabbed her hands, and pulled her close, holding her hands behind her back. " I remember two nights more than any other," he said, " You remember the night you tied me up?" "You were trying to watch a movie, and I wanted to wrestle, and I would not leave you alone. Finally you went into my mothers room, got some of her scarves and used them to tie me up." Karen struggled against his grip, but he held her tightly against him. "I did that because you wouldn't obey me," she said. "I mean, that was the only way I could get you to do what I wanted." She felt frustrated and excited as she felt his warm body against hers. She closed her eyes as she felt his cheek against hers. "It's not the same thing she whispered weakly in his ear." He released her arms, but continued to hold her close as he untied the sash on her robe, and opened it. He slowly moved her nipples against his chest as he said; "You remember the night you gave me a bath? It was just before we moved away, and I refused to go to bed. You said either I could bath myself or you would do it for me." He could hear her breathing getting heavier as he ran his fingers through her hair and held her close. "No," she said, and tried in vain to escape his grasp. He held her tight though, and she could feel his erection growing against her. Using her sash from her robe, he quickly tied her hands behind her back, then took off his pants, and then pushed her to her knees. Karen wanted to tell him to stop, that this was wrong, but when she opened her mouth, she found it plugged with his cock. Karen tried to move away, but he held her head tight, and her movements only seemed to add to his enjoyment. He held her head with one hand, and rubbed her long hair on his stomach with the other as he mechanically fucked her face. After about ten minutes, She felt him tense up, and soon another load of his cum was cascading down her throat. Steven raised her to her feet, and said, "I don't know why a sweet piece of ass like you does not have a man in your life, but you have one now. We are going to do this a lot, and I know you are not going to tell anyone about it. If you were going to tell anyone about this, you would have done it after my first visit. Do you understand me?" Karen looked at this young man who had invaded and changed her life, but all she said was, "yes." Without another word, He grabbed Karen by the hair and led her back to the bedroom. The weekend was spent with Karen and Steven fucking and sucking, and Karen was unable to do anything about it, because whenever she resisted, and sometimes when she did not, she found herself once again bound and gagged. Early Monday, Steven finally decided to leave. As he stood at the door, he told Karen he would be back but she would never know when. Karen smiled and said, "You asked earlier why I has no man in my life?" "Yes," Steven said "I got careless about 6 years ago and now I am HIV positive. I just did not think it was fair to expose others to that virus, and like you I never enjoyed sex with a condom. We all make choices Steven, and then we live with those choices, I made mine, and now you have made yours. If I was you I would get myself checked." Steven just stood there with his mouth open as Karen closed the door. Karen couldn't help but smile as she thought; "Now that was one hell of a weekend."