Dark Nights and Darker Sins

Author’s Note: Now, I did write all of this. This is my own writing. However, this story is very influenced by the story Isabelle’s Awakening on literotica by Jasmine30. It used to be on this site under a different name, Nightly Intruder by YngHoneyCandy but was taken down, most likely because it was not hers. I thought I’d put this disclaimer so people weren’t like, “You stole this idea from Jasmine30/YngHoneyCandy.” Yes. I technically did. But this story is of my own creation and I thank you for reading it.


Elise stirred from her sleep, pulled from the warm comfort of slumber by the nagging pressure of her bladder. She groaned, pushing the covers off her and shivering in the cold of the room. She walked down the short hallway of her corner apartment to the bathroom, her bare skin puckering into goosebumps from the chill.

Why the hell is it so cold? She wondered but was still too sleepy to fully investigate. Her eyes too sensitive for the light, she didn’t turn the light on. She took care of her business and washed her hands.

A bit more awake, she examined herself in the dim light of the bathroom. It was a full moon, and the light from the kitchen spilled into the hallway, illuminating her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes gleamed darkly beneath dark brown bangs and she looked over her shoulder in the mirror.

The window was wide open, attributing to the chill of the house. Just before she turned to shut it, a dark shadow emerged from behind the open door and slammed her face-first onto the counter. She barely had time to gasp before something was tied around her head, fitting into her mouth and effectively gagging her. She tried to struggle, but her thin small frame was no match for her assailant. Her small wrists were gathered at the small of her back and tied with similar cloth around her mouth.

And just like that, she was at his mercy. She realized that despite her initial gasp, she hadn’t made a noise. She was about to let loose the biggest scream she could force through her gag when she felt lips against her ear. “Don’t do that.” The voice was casual and calm and the hand gliding down the center of her back was surprisingly soothing. The breath she’d gathered to scream escaped through her nose in a whoosh.

Elise huffed and struggled a bit, more for her own pride than to get away. She could tell she wasn’t going anywhere.

But she was wrong. She was surprised when her attacker grasped her shoulders and pulled her up from the sink. He turned her towards the door to the bathroom and began to slowly walk her down the hall. The fact that he knew where her bedroom was frightened her.

She tried to turn and look at him but he grasped her hair, jerking her head back. Elise cried out, the sound muffled. “Listen, hon. You don’t turn to look at me, you don’t fight me, you don’t scream. And you are to follow every order I give you, or else.” Elise didn’t have to ask what “or else” meant.

She simply nodded as best she could, wincing at the pull on her hair. “Good.” He released her hair and walked her towards the bed. “Lie down on the bed.” When she started to turn and sit, he stopped her. “Facedown.” Elise shuddered. The thought of being exposed to him, unable to fight with her arms behind her back sent shivers down her spone. And, shockingly, a flood of heat through her pussy.

She wasn’t sure how to get onto her bed without using her arms. She leaned down until her chest and stomach touched the bed and tried to wriggle up onto the bed. “That’s enough.” She flinched a little, feeling even more exposed this way.

Elise whimpered when she felt his hand on her cheeks, his fingers light and teasing at first and then digging in deep, almost massaging the flesh of her bottom. She couldn’t resist letting out a little sigh of pleasure. Her eyes half-closed and she relaxed into his hands.

The hand coming down hard on her ass was more startling than painful, jolting her out of the half-asleep state she was in. The next one made her back arch, and she gasped, the sting shooting through her body and targeting her core. When another came, harder than the first two, she whined, trying to reach back and shield herself with her bound hands.

“Elise.” His growl made her freeze, something about the sinister note making her instantly obey. To her surprise, he untied her hands. She was just rolling her wrists when he grabbed her arms and pulled them to the headboard, tying her hands above her head securely.

If she hadn’t felt exposed before, she certainly did now. His warm hands slid down her sides, involuntarily making her muscles contract as his fingertips brushed against the sides of her breasts.

She felt those fingertips tracing little patterns on the smooth skin of her spine. Elise knew he was trying to get her to relax again, to take her by surprise with his spanking. She struggled to resist but his strangely tender touch was breaking her. She lost it when he began pressing soft delicate kisses down the length of her spine.

He knew when she gave in when she sighed softly, her body going pliant. The instant he felt her body loosen up, he landed a harsh slap to her left cheek. She cried out, her body arching beneath him. “Listen to me, Elise.” She tried to quiet her breathing and listened.

“You have no control right now. This is mine right now.” His hand gave her ass another quick but somewhat light slap, making her jerk and giving her no question about what “this” was. “These are mine.” His hands slid under her, to where her breasts lay on the soft sheets. She moaned involuntarily when his fingers grasped her nipples–when had they gotten so hard?–and twirled them between finger and thumb.

“Your pretty little mouth is mine.” He brushed her dark hair away and gave soft teasing kisses to the side of her neck. Elise found herself whimpering, knowing what was coming next and surprising herself by wanting it. Heat swirled darkly in her womb, sending a rush of moisture through her pussy.

“Yes, that’s mine, too, Elise. I know what you are thinking…what you’re feeling.” One hand stayed playing with her tight budded nipple while the other slid beneath her to her sex.

She realized she was holding her breath as his fingers lightly teased just above her clit, his touch barely there. His lips teased her outer ear and sucked softly at her lobe. Her head was swimming and she found her inner muscles clenched helplessly at nothing.

“Mm. I felt that, Elise.” His hand slid lower, cupping her but doing nothing else. She groaned in frustration, jerking at her bound hands desperately. “Now, now, Elise. Calm down. Remember who is in control.” His hand left her breast to run over her ass.

She got the message. Do as I say or get spanked. She moaned when he gave her ass a slap, the sharp sting sending tingles through her wet channel. Now where had that come from?

All of a sudden, he was shifting her, pulling her legs up so she knelt on the bed, her arms still stretched out above her head. “Spread your legs more, Elise.” Her face burned with embarrassment, already too exposed for her liking. When a blow rained down on her bottom, she cried out and quickly spread herself wide.

She felt him leave the bed and though she couldn’t see, she could feel his eyes on her, circling her, making her feel like prey.