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“Oh, Doll, there's so much we can do about it,” I said.

“Ten, nine, eight,” Boogie counted down.

“Run, Doll,” I said. “Seven, six, five.”

Her eyes widened before she smirked, running away.

“Run, little one!” Boogie yelled, taking off his vest. “Four, three, two!”

“Keep the mask on!” she yelled.

Boogie put his mask back up as I took off my vest, keeping a gun on me just in case.

“One. Zero.” I growled.

17

Ally

They didn’t know Christmas Town like I did. I ran down a hallway that had an exit to the town. It was by the concession stands that had an exit by the gingerbread house. I ducked down waiting for them to pass the house, but they were nowhere in sight.

I trembled from the excitement wondering how the hell my life had changed in the last seventy-two hours. And why was I not freaking out about killing Kris? The sound of footsteps distracted my line of thinking and probably for the better.

I peeked out the window still not seeing them until I heard something behind me. It was subtle, but I pretended I didn’t hear it. Another soft sound was closer, but it wasn’t until the sound of pans dropping that I turned around. Boogie was in the corner, and I started laughing before running out the front door.

Strong arms wrapped around my waist.Dammit, I ran right into their trap. How the hell had they found me so quickly? I wasn’t done yet, I needed more.

“Gotcha,” he whispered in my ear.

“Please, Daddy.” I pushed my ass against his cock. “Fuck me like the naughty girl I am.”

He groaned.

“Punish me. Make me get on my knees for you,” I whimpered. “Fuck my face with your big cock.”

King released me, turned me around to push me to my knees, but I didn’t kneel for him. I shoved him back before taking off to Santa’s workshop. There weren’t many places to hide, but I’d make them chase me all night if I had to.

“Come, Little One,” Boogie yelled. “Let's show Santa what a whore you are.”

“You can get on your knees and pay for your naughtiness,” King laughed.

I chuckled, running into the makeshift build-a-bear or doll area. I weaved in and out of all the supplies we had out and exited the building before they could catch up. I passed behind the concessions, heading into another house, planning on going into the Christmas fun house. It wasn’t very big, but it had a forest of Candy Canes, along with snowmen and elves, the north pole and a slide that let you out.

It was a small fun house and running in, I knew they would have a hard time maneuvering it. None of the mechanics were on and the darkness lent to the creepiness of it, until all I heard was silence. My heart began to pound faster, a zing of adrenaline shot through me as I walked through the North Pole, listening for them.

I stayed still, waiting for one of them to appear, but there was nothing but the sound of my breathing. Five minutes passed by and nothing. Did those assholes leave?

The slide was just up ahead, and I slid down it, expecting for the guys to be there, except they were nowhere to be found. The town was quiet as I walked away slowly from the Fun House. That’s when I felt that prickle of awareness.

They were hidden so well I had no idea where the hell they were. The cool air did nothing for my overheated skin. My leggings were damp from my arousal, and I almost wanted torun and find them. I walked back, slowly keeping an eye out for any movement.

If I ran quickly to the gingerbread house, I could make my way back inside and possibly run to the forest. I didn’t want to do it, the fear was making me hesitate until I forced my legs to run. I almost made it to the house when I was yanked back against a hard chest.

I thrashed about, trying to dislodge their hold and when that didn’t work, I leaned down to bite their hand. They growled, throwing me down when another set of arms lifted me up and threw me over their shoulder.

A large hand smacked my ass making me hiss from the sting.

“It seems our doll needs to be reminded of what happens when she runs away,” King said, adjusting me as he walked.

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