Page 12 of Deviant Secrets

The wind howled around me, and a low whistle echoed around, closing in on me. For a moment, I lost my resolve and felt like true prey, scared and alone. If they both caught me, I would be eaten alive...

A deep, unsettled feeling sat in my gut as I thought about the repercussions of agreeing to their little game while I camped behind a tree, waiting for my next chance.

The sound of running water caught my attention. I grew up in these woods, and an idea formed. There should be a small pond. Small enough to cross where I wouldn’t hurt myself. It would allow me to circle back to the cabin and try to cut through these woods. Best-case scenario, I’d be given a chance to exact revenge. Putting these men on their knees, stretching them nice and wide.

My muscles burned and the cold air stung my lungs as I hurried, hearing muffled laughter through the trees. The laughs were malicious and an indicator of what was coming straight for me. Not having my glasses was proving difficult and everything blurred into dark nothingness, just endless brush and shadows.

The hair on the back of my neck raised at the sound of my name. He was close.

“Chloe.” The sound billowed around me. “Come out, come out wherever you are,” he taunted.

The whip of the wind carried his voice around in a hushed echo, and it sent shivers down my spine.

I belted out a shocked gasp when my toes grazed the freezing cold water and relief washed over me. My legs brushed against moss, and I jumped seeing the pile of stones that laid under it, deciding to take a chance with the icy abyss.

Jolting forward into the small area between the rocks attempting to stay as quiet as possible, I’d hope the hiding spot was tucked away enough for the murmurs to disappear.

But the footsteps stopped at the bank of the stream, and I held my breath, waiting.Maybe it’s close to midnight, and this can be done and over with.

“You can’t hide from me Chloe. I’ll find you, and when I do,” His tone threatened with the promise that lingered in the air. “You’ll wish you hadn’t agreed to this.”

My heart pounded against my ribcage as I took a deep breath and stuck my head into the water for as long as I could. The water rushed into my open mouth and I sputtered. It was too much, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it for long.

My head turned ever so slightly, and I raised half of my face out of the water. Letting the contents that flooded in my mouth spill out, listening closely to the subtle changes in the environment.

Hearing the snapping of twigs and crunching of leaves, I internally thanked the heavens he decided to walk away and now I was soaked in more ways than one.

A few minutes later, my shaky body rose from my spot behind the rocks and heaved myself up back onto the muddy ground.

My blood ran cold hearing a soft, barely audible whisper, “You make it too easy slut. Never trust the silence.”

He gripped my arm and led me away from the safety of the bank, further into the woods I tried so hard to escape from. I broke out into a cold sweat, and a gushing sound flowed in my ears.

“Stand against the tree.”

Without resistance, I brace my back against the tree with my legs slightly spread, careful not to crush my numbed hands.

His darkened gaze moved over my breasts, numb from the cold and turning a deep shade of purple.I’ll be good for you King.

Panic swelled within me as he pulled out the knife and ran the blade along my hardened nipple, pushing the tip in and twisting it around, irritating the sensitive flesh. I cried out against the pain, and he slapped a hand over my face, his large hand taking my breath away as it covered my mouth and nose.

“Are you ready to play with a real man, Chloe?” His menacing laugh made every hair on my body stand straight up. Defenseless against his torture.

His hand moved expertly, dragging the sharpened blade down my abdomen and cutting into it. His heavy breaths wrapped around my head, watching as crimson blotched multiple areas around my torso.

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KING

The fear in her eyes almost drove me over the edge, and I tipped my head back, relishing in the predicament she entered herself into. Bound, drooling, and the cum of my best friend drying over her pathetic face. Ready to be used again like a willing whore.

She had no idea what we had planned for her. The way her pupils dilated and breath quickened showed that fear. The blade of the knife ran along her body. The thought of marking her had my cock straining painfully against my pants.

She would regret asking for this. It may give her everything she needs, but that’s not what I want. I want her to crave only us. To scream my name as I drive into her hard.

The first moment I saw her parading that body on the deck of her sister’s pool, I could see why he had never shut up about her. The bathing suit she wore left little to the imagination, pushing her breasts together. Supple nipples hardened under the thin material of that god-forsaken polka-dot suit.

Jesus, if I had known her first, I wouldn’t have hesitated to steal her away and claim her for myself.

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