AI art "AI - Taken by a fan" with user description "Ai Hoshino was at home, sitting on the edge of her bed, laughing softly as she talked on the phone with the other members of B-Komachi.
“Yeah, the choreography for the final song is perfect. I can’t wait for the Tokyo Dome show… I’m a little nervous but really excited!”
She didn’t even hear the soft creak of her bedroom door opening behind her.
The moment she hung up the phone, a strong gloved hand clamped tightly over her mouth, muffling her surprised scream. A powerful body pressed her down onto the bed.
“Shhh… don’t scream, Ai,” the man whispered hoarsely, his breath hot against her ear. “I’ve waited so long for this.”
Ai struggled desperately, kicking and squirming, but he was far too strong. Within moments, her wrists were tied behind her back with silver duct tape. More tape wrapped around her chest, squeezing her breasts under the cropped sweater. A thick strip was pressed firmly over her mouth, sealing her cries.
She was carried like a doll, still struggling, and placed inside the trunk of a black sedan.

Hours later, in an abandoned house far outside the city, the man opened the trunk.
He untied her legs but left her hands and mouth taped.
“Walk,” he ordered quietly, pushing her forward with a hand on her lower back. “If you behave, I won’t have to be too rough.”
Ai glared at him with furious eyes but obeyed, she walked into the dimly lit room.
Once inside, he finally completely removed the tape
“You… you’re insane,” she hissed, breathing heavily. “Let me go right now!”
The man only smiled behind the balaclava.
“I’ve been your biggest fan for years, Ai. Now… you’re finally mine.”
He pushed her on a dirty little wooden table and took her with desperate passion.

Days later, the news exploded.
“MISSING AI” filled every newspaper and TV channel.
While the whole Japan searched for her, Ai was tied in a strict hogtie on the cold floor of the abandoned house, completely naked except for the tape still binding her body. She could only watch helplessly as a journalist on TV reported live from outside her home:
“The entire nation is in shock. Ai Hoshino, the beloved idol, has now been missing for three days…”

THE END

It's not for everyone but I really hope you like it as I do!

Ps. @smut317
From your last comment under Momo's post, here you are another home invasion story, you're welcome ahahahah!"

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AI - Taken by a fan

Ai Hoshino was at home, sitting on the edge of her bed, laughing softly as she talked on the phone with the other members of B-Komachi. “Yeah, the choreography for the final song is perfect. I can’t wait for the Tokyo Dome show… I’m a little nervous but really excited!” She didn’t even hear the soft creak of her bedroom door opening behind her. The moment she hung up the phone, a strong gloved hand clamped tightly over her mouth, muffling her surprised scream. A powerful body pressed her down onto the bed. “Shhh… don’t scream, Ai,” the man whispered hoarsely, his breath hot against her ear. “I’ve waited so long for this.” Ai struggled desperately, kicking and squirming, but he was far too strong. Within moments, her wrists were tied behind her back with silver duct tape. More tape wrapped around her chest, squeezing her breasts under the cropped sweater. A thick strip was pressed firmly over her mouth, sealing her cries. She was carried like a doll, still struggling, and placed inside the trunk of a black sedan. Hours later, in an abandoned house far outside the city, the man opened the trunk. He untied her legs but left her hands and mouth taped. “Walk,” he ordered quietly, pushing her forward with a hand on her lower back. “If you behave, I won’t have to be too rough.” Ai glared at him with furious eyes but obeyed, she walked into the dimly lit room. Once inside, he finally completely removed the tape “You… you’re insane,” she hissed, breathing heavily. “Let me go right now!” The man only smiled behind the balaclava. “I’ve been your biggest fan for years, Ai. Now… you’re finally mine.” He pushed her on a dirty little wooden table and took her with desperate passion. Days later, the news exploded. “MISSING AI” filled every newspaper and TV channel. While the whole Japan searched for her, Ai was tied in a strict hogtie on the cold floor of the abandoned house, completely naked except for the tape still binding her body. She could only watch helplessly as a journalist on TV reported live from outside her home: “The entire nation is in shock. Ai Hoshino, the beloved idol, has now been missing for three days…” THE END It's not for everyone but I really hope you like it as I do! Ps. @smut317 From your last comment under Momo's post, here you are another home invasion story, you're welcome ahahahah!