My s/o left for work earlier than usual. I woke up to make a quick breakfast of toast and eggs, packed his lunch, and sent him off to work with a kiss. He jokes that I would make such a good little trad wife if I'd let him lock me down. Haha, like I'd ever.

As I gaze out the back door, still sleepy and noncommittally sipping tea, I make the wild choice to set my mostly-full mug down into the sink and slink back towards the bedroom and a likely still-warm bed.

I stretch my arms above my head, arching my back and tensing the muscles in my thighs and ass, bottom-heavy and full tits peeking from the bottom of my cropped tshirt. My round ass cheeks peek similarly from the bottom of the cheeky boyshort panties that leave little to the imagination. Big round hips. Plump ass and pussy lips. I lay on my belly and stretch luxuriously.

Letting myself fall into bed, already half asleep before my head hits the pillow, I wonder if I locked the back door before I changed my mind and came back to bed...I'm sure I did. I know I did, I reassure myself as I snuggle deeply into the blankets and pillows. I always lock it. It'll be fine.

Of all the times I double-checked and everything was fine, today was the day I didn't check it. And you found me. How did you find me???

*I will be awake and pretending to sleep. I will be awake and fully conscious for any scene we plan.

I "wake up" to the feeling of your breath on my neck and ear. A man's weight on my tiny back, pressing me hard into my bed, my wrists gathered together and pinned above my head, and a hard, throbbing cock pressing against the inner lips of my hot, wet little pussy, almost inside.

I shift fearfully underneath you, my bottom lip quivers, and I whisper, "Please..."

You could be my rude *awakening some morning soon.

Safewords: red means stop, yellow means slow down

Kinks include: cnc, restraints and bondage, orgasm control, anal, dp, mfm, open to exploring

Limits: toileting, disgust, vomit, painal, extreme violence, permanent marks