(I ask you to please PM me with the post that you will be using so that I can choose myself who will be right for this role. Quality posts, please! The little damsel needs quality to get the both of us hot! I expect this to be as extreme as possible as I have absolutely no limits in the matter

It was just 'one of those nights.' A night when you come home from work and you're beyond exhausted wanting no more than to just relax..lay down - toy with yourself a bit. And that was exactly what she was planning on doing.

She came into her apartment, noticing nothing out of the ordinary as she moved through the hallway, tossing her purse on the table, draping her coat over the railing. She grabbed a water from the kitchen before locking up as she always did, stepping into her bedroom.

The young 20 year old was wearing a simple button-down blouse and a high-waisted skirt along with about five inch heels, her loosely curled brown hair falling to about half way down her back. The heels made her near average height - as she was a petit woman, standing at only around 5'2'', though with such a small frame her full B cup breasts looked much larger, nipples already hard and easily seen as she stepped out of the heels. She began peeling off the skirt then, tossing it easily into the hamper to follow it with the shirt, soon standing only in her bra and underwear. Both were black lace - the boyshorts revealing her tight ass, the demi cup bra leaving little to the imagination.

Following routine she grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank top from the dresser, tossing them on the bed only to move into the bathroom, washing her face,..brushing her teeth. It was a good twenty minutes before she actually sat down in front of her computer, turing it on.

It was a nightly ritual. She came home and got ready for bed..and got online. Bondage..submission...Masters, Slaves..Toys, Fuck-Dolls...Screw-toy. It all turned her on more than she could imagine and she had been on the sight nightly for...she had lost count at this point. She had been talking to a man..who was heavily into bondage..into humiliation, making his submissives doing whatever he wanted, the multitudes of fetishes that he had - and No was not an answer.

Yet she had thought nothing of it. She spoke with him every night, and every night would nearly cum in her underwear just from hearing the things he wanted to do to her but of course she didn't think that any of it would actually happen. And tonight was different...he wasn't even online.

With a slight frown she got up from her seat at the computer, peeling off the bra and underwear as she stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower. It was late when she stepped into the warmth and safety of the water, shutting the glass door of the shower out of habit. The steady stream of water made it nearly impossible to hear much else - and certainly the door to the shower slid back and forth seamlessly, soundlessly.

As she showered she seemed to get lost in her thoughts, trying to figure out why he wasn't online..though she had no idea that he had been watching her for weeks now, and that he was in her apartment at the very moment, all the while with her showering as though nothing was about to happen to her - and that her life wasn't about to change dramatically.