So I was living along with my mother. My mom was a social worker and hence would roam around all the time. Therefore I was practically alone. We lived... on the first floor of a 3-storied building. In India, the ground floor is not counted hence there were actually 4 floors. There were 2 flats on each floor making in all 8 flats out of which 2 were empty. One on the ground floor and the other opposite ours.Then within the space of 15 days both the flats were occupied. A newly married South Indian. She broke our kiss and moved her mouth towards my ear. I moaned as her lips tickled my earlobe. She began whispering in my ear, pausing every few words to continue teasing my earlobe with her tongue, “I know working late can be stressful for you... so I wanted to do something special... every day this week, you are going to arrive home to find me dressed not unlike I was today... and ready to play with you.” As the last words crossed her lips, she began gently rubbing my cock over my pants. She. O.V I laid there helpless handcuffed to his bed and had to endure everything that is about to happen and it's all my fault I was stupid to trust him. Suddenly he sat up, removed his hand from my panties and lifted my shirt over my head I gasped scard and embarrassed that my breasts were exposed to him. "Much better" he said with a smug look on his face. I wanted to punch him in his face. Leaning over me again he began to kiss his way down towards my breasts. It felt so good but it also felt so. He half led me and half pushed meto the door and when I was near the end of the drive he yelled ?don't you wantyour keys you stupid bitch?. I held out my hands for him to throw them buthe just stood dangling them in his hand. I ran back and just as I reached outmy hand he snatched them away ?walk don't run,? he snapped. I had to sufferthe indignity of asking politely if I could have my keys, all the time I wason open view to the whole neighbourhood. I walked back to the car imagined what on.