Mary lay on her bed, sprawled luxuriantly as she imagined it, waiting for an intruder to come and ravish her. Well, her husband, pretending to be an intruder anyway. After ten years of marriage, Mary and her husband John had gotten in the habit of spicing up the bedroom with a little roleplaying, usually involving kinky bondage games. Tonight, she would be playing the helpless housewife, home alone while her husband, playing the ruthless burglar would come in, tie up his victim and give her a good, hard ravishing. To ensure she was properly helpless, the alarms were off, the front and back doors were unlocked.

Mary was an attractive woman of 38, short but slender. Tonight, she wore her dark blonde hair cut shoulder length and loose. She’d dressed for the night’s games, in a short nightie of sheer blue lace and her skimpiest pair of panties, sure to make her husband’s eyes pop when he got an eyeful of her. And speaking of her husband…

Mary’s heart raced with excitement as she heard the sound of the door downstairs open and shut, followed by heavy booted feet treading up the stairs towards her bedroom. A minute later, the door flew open and her husband rushed in. Mary’s first thought was to be impressed by the costume John had put together for their roleplay. With his loose black coat and dark ski mask, he looked just like a real burglar! The fake pistol in one gloved hand was a nice touch. It looked so realistic!

For a moment, the ‘burglar’ was silent, simply staring at the beautiful woman in negligee lying before him. Then he seemed to recall his role in tonight’s proceedings. In a gruff tone that did an admirable job of disguising his normal, almost nebbish voice, he growled, “Hands up lady! I’m here to rob this place! Don’t give me any trouble or you’ll get hurt!”

“Please!” Mary said, playing the role of the scared housewife. “Take anything you want! Just don’t hurt me!” She raised her hands in surrender.

“First, I’m gonna need to tie you up!” Her husband growled, drawing rope from his coat pocket as he approached the bed. “Lie on your belly and cross your hands behind your back!”

Excitedly, Mary complied. She was surprised as the burglar seized her wrists roughly and began throwing rope around them, pulling each loop as tight as possible. He repeated the process with her feet.

“Finally! I’ve been telling John I want him to play a little rougher in our bondage roleplays!” Mary thought. Stuffing her mouth with a couple pairs of panties from her dresser, then gagging and blindfolding her with a pair of scarfs from the closet was also a nice touch. “Though I wish he hadn’t used my good silk scarves…” She thought. They would certainly get wrinkled and the one tied between her lips would have her lipstick all over it. Still, she couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of the tight ropes restraining her as she playfully struggled and waited for the ravishing to begin…

“Okay lady…I’m gonna see to your valuables. You just lie there and look pretty for me!” The burglar said and a moment later, Mary heard the bedroom door open and slam shut as he left. She gave a shiver of excitement. So clever of John, making her wait, drawing out the anticipation of her ravishing!

“Okay, I think he’s made me wait long enough…” Mary thought ten minutes later. She groaned in relief as she heard the heavy footsteps signaling her captor’s return.

I didn’t find near enough loot to justify this job…” The burglar growled, feigning a tone of annoyance. “So I guess you’re going to have to make up the difference, lady.”

Mary gave a frightened moan, playing the role of the frightened, helpless housewife, but inside she was quivering with excitement. This was it! She gave a muffled yelp of surprise as she was suddenly lifted up off the bed and tossed over the man’s shoulder.

“I’m sure hubby can pay a decent ransom…you’re worth it!” The burglar said, giving Mary’s silk-clad bottom a playful pat. “If not, there are others, I’m sure, who’ll pay plenty for a good looking gal like you!” The words sent a thrill through Mary. That was something she hadn’t considered. For their next roleplay, she would be the helpless slave girl, stolen from her home and being sold to the highest bidder!

For now though, there was their current roleplay. Mary felt herself being carried down the stairs. She kicked and squirmed, continuing to play the frightened captive but her excitement continued to build as she realized they weren’t just circling the house before returning to the bedroom for a quick, enthusiastic screw session, but were heading for the garage.

“John’s really going all out!” Mary thought as she heard the trunk of her car being opened. “I hope he’s prepared a suitable hideout where we can wait for my ‘ransom’ to come.” She shivered with excitement as she was dumped in the bottom of the trunk and the lid slammed shut over her head. “This is our best roleplay yet!” Mary squirmed, moaning in excitement, as the car pulled out of the garage and drove off into the night…

***

Ten minutes later, another car pulled up to the house. In a rush, a man in his early 40s, dressed in a business suit jumped out of the car and ran for the front door, already composing his excuses. There’s been an emergency at work and he had just gotten away. A few steps short of the door, he stopped, recalling the roleplay scenario his wife had wanted to do tonight.

Running back to the car, he pulled out the Walmart bag with the things he’d grabbed earlier that day. A cheap ski mask and a plastic water pistol, not the best costume he had to admit, but it would do, at least long enough to get Mary trussed up and bent over the end of the bed so he could get her panties down. Donning the first and brandishing the second, John ran towards the house…