Page 54 of Twist Me

Larry was already naked, spreading his nice hole for my use, when he looked back at me in confusion.

Judie, it was not me.

My brain clicked gears, and I blinked, my realities going all tilt-a-whirl for a minute until it clicked.

Larry gave me a wistful look and disappeared from my arms.

Right. ‘Operation Gauntlet’ was a go.

Lifting my hood above my head and settling the mask over my face, I followed the sound, ensuring my feet were quiet. The little prey was crunched behind an old concession stand, sniffling, her pretty brown eyes glowing in the small amount of light.I could see why Goliath seemed so captivated by her. My hard-on had even stayed up to half-mast.

Sliding my hands over the counter, I made my way over to the scared little deer.

“You look so pretty when you cry, Little One.”

Her eyes shot toward me, my face covered by the blue devil mask.She backed away from me, confusion swimming on her features.

“G-Goliath?”

I smiled and shook my head, continuing toward her trembling body.

“Who-who are you?” she yelled at me as I leaned down against her body, gripping her wrists in my hands.

“A gift,” I offered in answer.

She gasped and tried to pull free. I moved closer, pressing my body harder into hers, my dick very clear as it prodded her. She was leaning against a mirror. Her outfit was making me ravenous. Larry appeared beside her, pulling out his dark cock and stroking it from the tip down to his tasty balls.

“Fuck yes, I love to play.”

Ezello didn’t know I was talking to him, and she answered me instead, “I’m not a toy!”

Picking her up over my shoulder, she screamed and pounded on my back. It wasn’t far to get to station one. Once we were at the broken-down spinning teacups with their worn-off paint and permanently tilted forms, I plopped her down. Clicking the handcuffs to her wrists, she realized in a panic that her body was locked to the pole of one of the cups before she began to fight me more.

“What’s wrong with you,” she screamed at me.

The loudspeaker came on, making the entirety of the park vibrate with Goliath’s voice. The cursing woman stilled, her blushed face turning a ghostly white at his words.

“You’ve only started to learn the meaning of sin, Little Lamb, and I’m going to watch you get the first taste.”

With that, I grabbed the little toy from my pocket. It was a powerful little thing, perfect for such a feisty girl. Larry continued stroking himself, licking the side of the trembling girl’s face. She gasped like the ghostly feeling of my hot delusion was tangible. I kicked her feet apart and brought the toy in front of her face. Those big brown eyes widened even more.

“You are not going near me with that thing,” she hissed, kicking at me until I caught her legs and caged them under me.

“You said you’re not a toy, Little One,” I told her, laughing. “Well, baby, this is.” I lowered the old, rusty handle on the teacup. “And it’s a wild ride.”

She shook her head, but in her fear, I could see the slightest bit of curiosity in her gaze, and she followed my movements when I ran the vibrating metal up her smooth leg.

“If you don’t want this,” I offered, moving my hand further up. “You can always take a punishment instead of a pleasure.”

She blinked in disbelief.

Placing a finger on her knee, I drew open her thighs, and goddamn this little slut wasn’t wearing panties.

Catching my breath, I pushed up my mask away from my mouth, my lips visible as they trailed her thighs. She was so wet. Her little pussy was already dripping down her legs into my mouth.

Pushing the toy into her mouth, she gasped, her mouth getting it nice and wet. I felt her legs fall open, her eyes searching mine.

“Judas?”

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