Page 22 of Carnival Nightmare

“What is this place?”Lily asks, her voice wavering slightly as she takes in her unfamiliar surroundings.

“It’s where I work on the rides,”I explain casually, dropping her hand so I can begin lighting the kerosene lamps hanging from the support poles. “Don’t worry, no one will bother us in here.”

I watch as she wraps her arms around herself protectively, those doe eyes darting around nervously. She’s realised now that she’s completely alone with me, no one around to hear her scream. The thought makes me ache with desire.

“Are you cold?”I ask solicitously. “Here, let me get you a blanket.”

I grab a blanket off one of the boxes in the corner and drape it around her shoulders, letting my hands lingermomentarily. She flinches slightly at my touch but doesn’t pull away. Good girl. Your fear is so fucking hot.

“Why don’t you have a seat?”I gesture to a wooden chair in the corner. “Get comfortable.”

Hesitantly, she perches on the chair, watching me warily as I move about the tent, tidying things up. I pick up a wrench and begin polishing it with a rag, the motions slow and deliberate.

“This is one of my favorite tools,”I remark conversationally. “So versatile. You can pry things open with it...or tighten them up.”

I left the wrench in my hand, testing its weight and making Lily’s eyes widen. She shifts nervously on the chair.

“Why did you bring me here?”Her voice comes out strained.

I move toward her slowly. “I think you know why.”

Kneeling down in front of her, Igrasp her chin, forcing her to look at me. Her breath comes in short, panicked gasps that make my cock stir.

“Please, Cade,”she whimpers, a tear trailing down her cheek. “You’re scaring me.”

“Mmh, I do love your fear, it’s goddamn intoxicating.”

She trembles. “I want to go home.”

My grip on her tightens. “But we’ve only just got here, angel,”I purr. “And I’ve got so many tools I want to use on you.”

I run my thumb over her trembling lower lip, and she tries to turn away, but I hold her firmly in place.

Mine. All mine.

“You’ll be begging me soon enough not to go home.”I grab her throat, kicking open her thighs with my legs. “This wrench is perfect for sliding into a tight wet cunt too.”

Lily gasps at my language, but her eyes dilate. “Cade,”she breathes my name.

I’ll never tire of hearing her say my name like that. Grabbing some rope, I tie her wrists to the armrests of the chair she’s sat on. She fights a little, the fear still present even though she’s turned on. And then, once she’s bound, I turn to fetch one of the tactical masks we’ve got for events at the carnival. Facing her again, II’m peer at her through the two holes.

Her entire body stiffens, and she sobs.

“Are you scared, baby?”

She nods. “Please, don’t hurt me.”

I stiffen at that. “Hurt you? I’ve got no intention of hurting you. I’m going to fucking blow your mind. Make you mindless with need until you’re begging me to give you my cock.”

Tears streak down her face when I approach and place my hands on her thighs, pushing the hem of her skirt to her hips. Her tears are addictive. I love her like this, so vulnerable and utterly at my mercy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet that I can see it through the fabric of your panties.”

Lily is trembling violently when I lean down and press my nose to her pussy, inhaling. “Fucking addictive,”I muse.

“What are you going to do?”She questions shakily.

I smirk at her. “So many filthy fucking things, baby. By the time I’m through with you, you won’t be able to live without me by your side.”

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