Page 38 of Carnival Nightmare

“Lie down on the crate over there on your back,” I demand, pointing at it.

She does as she’s told, immediately lying down and watching me with desperate need.

I grin and grab the reciprocating saw off the bench.

Lily screams when she sees it and scrambles off the crate, looking for an escape. “You said you wouldn’t hurt me!” She cries when she sees I’m blocking the only exit.

Marching toward her, I grab her wrist. Her eyes are wide with fear as she stares at the saw in my hands, shaking. “Calm down, baby. I’ve got an attachment for it. A dildo attachment. Now lie the fuck down. I’m not going to hurt you, and you know it.”

She glances between me and the saw, chewing her lip. “Okay,” she breathes, but her gaze is still uncertain.

I ignore her fear, remove the blade from the saw, and then grab the dildo attachment to replace it.

“See? It’s just a toy,” I say, holding the modified saw for her to see. She hesitates, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Still, she takes a deep breath and lowers herself onto the crate.

I approach slowly, watching her every reaction. “Good girl,” I murmur, stroking her thigh with one hand while holding the saw in the other. Her skin is warm and trembling slightly under my touch. My heart rate accelerates, the thrill of control coiling tightly in my chest.

I slide the dildo inside her soaking wet cunt before turning it on. The moment I turn it on, she gasps.

She arches her back, the vibrations making her moan loudly. “Fuck, that feels good,” she whispers, eyes fluttering shut. I move the saw slowly at first, letting her adjust to the sensation. Her breath becomes more ragged, and her hands grip the edges of the crate.

I smirk, increasing the speed slightly. “You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes, I love it,”she moans, her hips beginning to move in rhythm with the thrusts. Her body responds willingly, making my grin widen. I feel a surge of satisfaction at her submission, enjoying the power I hold over her.

Her moans grow louder, echoing through the room. “Please, don’t stop,”she begs, writhing under the relentless vibrations. I lean in, pressing my lips against her ear.

“I won’t, baby. Not until you’ve come for me,”I mutter, speeding up the movements. Her body tenses, her orgasm approaching rapidly. I hold the saw steady, ensuring the dildo hits the right spot over and over.

With a final, breathless cry, she shudders violently, the orgasm ripping through her. Her walls clench tightly around the toy, her entire body quaking. I slowly withdraw the dildo, turn off the saw, and place it aside.

“Time to try one of my other favorite toys,”I say, grabbing my drill off the bench and attaching another dildo to it. “This one can go in your pretty ass.”

She shudders, moaning softly when she feels me squirt lube onto her tight little hole.

“Are you ready, baby?”

Lily nods eagerly, glancing over her shoulder at me.

I position the drill at her entrance and let the tip tease her, circling it around her puckered hole. Her breath hitches in anticipation, her body trembling with fear and excitement. I press the tip against her, giving her time to adjust before slowly pushing it in. Her moans fill the room, her body tensing and then relaxing as she gets used to the sensation.

“You’re doing so well,”I murmur, leaning down to kiss the small of her back.

Her hips push back, craving more, and I oblige, pressing the dildo deeper. I keep the movements slow and steady, allowing her to savor every inch. Her nails dig into the edges of the crate, her gasps and moans becoming more urgent with each thrust.It’s not even on yet.

I watch her closely, noting the way her body shudders with pleasure. “Do you want me to turn it on?”I ask, my voice low and teasing.

“Yes, please,” she begs.

I turn on the drill, and the dildo goes in circles in her ass, making her gasp in shock. “How does that feel, angel?”

Her response is a breathless moan, her body quivering in pleasure. “So good,”she whispers, her voice barely audible over the hum of the drill. I increase the speed slightly, watching as her back arches, crying out in pure ecstasy.

“You’re such a good girl,”I praise, my free hand caressing her lower back. Her reactions spur me on, and I slowly build up the speed, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Lily’s hands grip the edges of the crate harder, her knuckles turning white.

“I can’t... it’s too much,”she gasps, her eyes squeezed shut.

“Just a little more,”I coax, my voice soothing yet commanding. The drill continues its relentless assault, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. I can see it in the way her body writhes, the way her breath hitches, and the desperate sounds she makes.

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