Hardy Horror

An Unwelcoming Welcome

I arrived home at 9:25 on the Friday night. Exhausted and drowsy from
the unforgiving slog that was my shift and unable to head out for the
night. I headed to the bathroom to remove my makeup and change out of
my work clothes as well as some other ablutions such as brush my teeth,
clean my face and so on, I missed out on a shower in favour of more
sleep, tomorrow would be better.

I dragged myself into my bedroom, shutting the door behind me and sat
on the side of the bed, I didn't turn the lamp on, there would be
no point, I simply plugged my phone in and laid down, the bed was warm
I must have left the heating on, or so I thought. I began to drift off
when I felt a shift of the mattress, I froze as I felt the heat of a
presence behind me, an unmistakable presence -Him-, I thought he had
gone home, but here he remained and here he shall remain. I took a
breath, opting to reach for my phone for some hope of an excuse, but
as my arm reached out, a clammy, lumbering limb seized it and me,
holding me in place. A shiver ran down my spine and remained there,
for I knew what was about to come, and so it did, a hot breath on my
nape that turned my body cold, pursued by the heated mass pressing up
against my body and a searching appendage against my rear, I felt the
unwelcomed groping, praying that it would end there, but it did not.

A hand tugged away my shorts, and it was then I felt it, an
unmistakable shape between my legs, I shut my eyes, clenching them
tightly as I felt the phallus of the creature behind me enter. I bit
my lip to avoid making a sound. Soon after I felt the mattress begin
to shift again, though this time it was in rhythm with the thrusting
of my captor, with each thrust I wanted to weep, why today? Why was he
still here? tears started to stream from my eyes, tears of pain and
grief. Soon I began to hear the grunting of this most wicked of beings
as he defiled me, his sweat soaking into my vest, his hot breath like
a swampy vapour, the jiggling of flesh and creaking of the bed a sound-
track to the horrible act.

Then after what felt like an eternity, I felt his pace slow and the
appendage swell, he had the decency to remove himself to eject his
seed, though it made little difference. I remained there for the
whole night, not moving, hardly sleeping and when I awoke, he was gone.