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Chapter 20

The Gift

Iwalk into‘the hole’,and a chill plunges down my back. The interior looks just like an adult toy shop. Dildos in every color and shape line the walls, and ball gags, leashes, provocative clothing, and anal plugs are everywhere. I get distracted by a giant green dildo that I swear looks like‘Godzilla’.Brings new meaning to the term‘being fucked by a monster’,I guess.

The sales guy looks up, his bright green and blue mohawk so sharp that I’m afraid he could take my eye out, even at a distance. God, look at how pretty his eyeshadow is; why can’t I manage my makeup like him? Instant jealousy fills me at howflawless his makeup looks. “That’s one of our best sellers, really does the job, ya know.” I nod in agreement, but fuck if I know what the peacock, with the best contour I’ve ever seen, is talking about. I like my appendages bright pink, and of reasonable male species size; call me fucking boring. I shift uncomfortably, not knowing how to ask about how to get to the back rooms. Does one just say,‘Hey, I’m here to get fucked through a glory hole?’or is there a more polite and civilized way to ask for something like that?

I keep looking around in desperation, touching things I have no business touching, like a massive heart-shaped butt plug, that suspiciously looks like a bookend Daisy has on her shelf in her room.Grow some lady balls, Chrissy. Just walk right up to the counter, and tell the nice peacock that you’re here to meet a masked man, and probably die in his back room.

A thought races through my mind: oh my God, what if Daisy is working today? I didn’t even ask her before I left for the diner. Shit, I don’t want her involved in any of this, and I also don’t want her to think that I want to do this for cash. “Hey, is Daisy working today?” I question as I approach the counter, and a new layer of terror lands on my shoulders. At this point, I’ll have a nervous breakdown before I make it out of the butt plug section. He gives me an appraising look, from the soles of my dirty fake Ugg boots to my puffy jacket. “You a friend of Daisy’s?”

“Something like that. I’m... I’m here to meet... someone in the back.” I swallow the lump in my throat, square my shoulders, and try to give off the vibe that I belong here, instead of I should be running for the hills. “She’s not working today. Which room?” He questions with suspicion, and I release the breath I was holding. Thank fuck, at least one thing is going right today.

Oh my God, what room did that psycho say?My mind draws a blank, and I have to pull out my phone to search for our message. When I find it, I flash the screen at him like a terrifiedvirgin. I swear if a crater suddenly opened in the ground, I would dive right into it, and pray that it swallowed me up. “Back one,” I whisper. A lascivious grin crosses his face, and he cocks a pierced eyebrow at me.Gawd, why is he so pretty? Just look at that perfectly shaped eyebrow.

“You’re all good to go, he paid extra to make sure all the rooms around you are empty too.Lucky bitch!“ He nods his head in the direction of a door that’s painted to look like a wall. “You and yourdaddyhave some safe fun now.”

Ew, what the fuck?Nope, that’s just not happening; I don’t have a daddy kink. No shade to anyone who does, but I’m not walking around calling anyone daddy. I have enough issues with my mental health as it is, and my daddy was a deadbeat who left my momma high and dry, or at least that’s what I believe, but no one knows for sure ’cause his name isn’t listed anywhere. I slide the door open and walk through, my knees trembling, and my legs threatening to give out on me. He paid extra to make sure that no one else was around. Is that because he plans to murder me, and he doesn’t want anyone to hear me scream?What the hell have I gotten myself into?Someone is going to find my rotting corpse back here in a few days.

My eyes dart back and forth, in the space that holds various doors on either side of a narrow hallway. I keep going until I’m at the very end, and staring at an off-white door marked with a black ‘X’ in some sort of tape. There’s still time to change my mind and race out of here. I can grab Daisy and Toothless, and make a run for it; he wouldn’t know where we are,right?Maybe we can go off the grid and live in a hut or something. Toothless can help me hunt for our food.Who am I kidding?That lazy ass doesn’t even want to go for a walk around the block with me; I’m fucking doomed.

My hand reaches out and turns the knob, the door swings open, and I’m not quite sure what I was expecting, but it reallywasn’t this. There’s basically nothing in the room. There’s only a dim glow from a nightlight in the corner. The walls, floor, and ceiling are all painted black, probably to hide the stains; Jesus fuck, I hope no one ever brings an ultraviolet light in here. A low bench covered in black vinyl sits to one side of the room, and that’s basically it for furniture. I step inside, the smell of bleach cleaner, mixed with sex, assaulting my nose. The room’s small; I could maybe reach both my arms out and touch each of the walls with the tips of my fingers. My eyes glance down at the surface of the bench, and a fluorescent green sticky note lies on top of a piece of silky black fabric.

The writing is neat and very masculine. I reread the note several times, trying to decide if I should proceed, despite the threat to my baby.Would he really kill my furbaby? You have to be a special kind of insane to kill a dog.My breathing is coming in rapid bursts, and my skin feels all flushed. Despite my apprehension, my panties are soaked, and my mind is racing with possibilities. Will he hurt me? Do I want him to? Will he show me who he is when we’re done? Will I still be breathing at the end of this, or will I be a lesson to young women everywhere on what not to do?

My jacket slides off my frame and hits the ground, followed by my shirt, bra, and jeans. When I’m just standing there in my panties, socks, and goosebumps, which have erupted all over myskin, I close my eyes, reaching down and stripping the last layers off. Now that I’m naked and my nipples can cut glass, I realize the room is quite cool, some of the lust is starting to dissipate, and rational thought is beginning to trickle in.I shouldn’t be here. This is crazy, I’m crazy!

A rustling noise on the other side of the wall catches my attention, followed by the sound of something clicking shut. My heart races in my chest, and all of a sudden, I can’t seem to get enough air into my lungs. I grab the handle of the door and try to open it, but it doesn’t budge. Holy shit, this psychopath has locked me in here. I bang on the door with the palm of my hand. “Hello! Let me out of here, I don’t want to be in here!” I use my bare foot to kick at the door as I feel hysteria rising. “Peacock, let me out! I can’t be trapped in here; I have anxiety, fucker!”

Only silence greets me, as the hairs on my arms and on the back of my neck stand on end. My eyes catch a glimpse of the discarded note, that has fallen to the floor on top of my clothing, and I dart from it to the bench and back again.Toothless, my poor, sweet, gentle giant.My masked stalker is not going to let me out of here until I comply with his demands. I can do this. I can get through this; I just have to stay calm.Breathe, bitch, it will be over quickly. Most guys don’t last five minutes.

I climb onto the bench, grabbing the silky blindfold in my tight grip. A thought races through my mind: Where the hell is the hole? This is a glory hole, but I didn’t spy any voids in the walls. I frantically search the walls with my eyes, but I don’t see any openings. I use my fingers to feel across the surface of the wall, and right where the bench meets the wall, there’s a slight gap, as if something slides within the wall itself. Am I really going to go through with this?What choice do you have? Do you honestly think he will just let you go?The psycho broke into your house and drugged you last night, so he could get off on touching you, and left you with a vibrator inside your pussy all night.

I reach up and loosely tie the blindfold over my eyes, and take a few huge gulps of air, then I get on all fours on the bench, and press my ass against the wall and wait, as my heart races, and I can hear my blood rushing in my ears. “Bitch, I don’t fuck without a condom. I don’t care who the fuck you are; put a damn rubber on,” I yell with false bravado, even as my arms tremble. It’s as if he’s watching me, which, added to everything else, just makes this even more super fucking creepy. The minute I’m in position, I hear the section in the wall slide across, and a masculine groan rents the air.

“Hello,sweet little temptation. Look at what a beautiful present you are for me.”

Chapter 21

Santa

Iwatch her on my phone, through the hidden cameras I had installed in the shop, as she works up the courage to strip off her clothes. I thought for sure she would tuck tail and run, once she got to the shop and had to question that cunt, Garrett, at the front desk about the glory rooms. I totally enjoyed watching her squirm with embarrassment, and cataloged everything that she found intriguing for later. The pretty heart-shaped butt plug is going to look spectacular against her pale flesh, and that monster dildo, well, I’ll look forward to working her in so that one day soon, she can take that.

If I didn’t know through my stalking and research that Garrett was gay, and utterly uninterested in Chrissy in a sexual nature, I would have slit his throat as a consequence of the way he looked at her, as if she was a pretty object he coveted, a piece of tasty meat to be consumed. I’m not saying she’s not, but that’s not the only thing about her. There is such depth and fire to my sweet temptation, such bravery below all the different layers that make her up. Everything about her intrigues and calls to me as an enticement, and I plan to peel back one layer at a time, until I get down to the dirty and rough parts that I know are similar to mine. If she sheds a little blood in the process, so be it.

Her body trembles as she stands there, unsure of what to do next and it’s like a shot of adrenaline to my veins. After a moment, she climbs stiffly onto the bench, her eyes too large in her frightened, pale face. She wraps her arms tightly around her chest, cradling herself as if she could self-soothe, and keep the monsters away.Not a chance, my beauty, I have intentions of consuming you until there is nothing left.A look of sheer panic crosses her features, and I survey with humor as she searches the walls for the opening of the glory hole. Her breathing is raspy and too quick, as if she’s struggling to get enough air, and the sound has my cock throbbing in my pants, begging to be released from his constraint. Here’s hoping she doesn’t end up having a panic attack and passing out; I would hate to have all my fun ruined. Not that it would stop me from holding her down and fucking her raw.

“Bitch, I don’t fuck without a condom. I don’t care who the fuck you are; put a damn rubber on.” Her demand and defiance amuse me; she thinks she has a say in what will happen here. Oh, sweet delusional temptation, nothing will be coming between me and you, certainly not a fucking condom. Nothing will stop me from filling her pussy and ass with my cum now, the whole world could be erupting in flames, I would still fill her with mycock, until my cum is slipping from her like a faucet, then I’d gladly clean her up with my tongue.

Once she ties the blindfold obediently across her face, I shift behind my side of the wall, unbuttoning my pants and slipping down my zipper, as I pull my hard cock out and squeeze it in my tight grip. I force myself to swallow a groan, as I spread my beads of precum down my length and give myself a harsh stroke, firmly pressing on my Jacob’s Ladder piercings. Fuck, that feels so good, but it will feel even better when it’s Chrissy’s tight pussy strangling my cock. I can’t wait any longer. The monster inside of me craves satisfaction, as a dark haze closes over me. I shift the square partition aside, and it disappears inside the wall, leaving a gap that is just under two feet by two feet in the wall, and the sight that greets me has a pained groan escaping me.

She’s fucking stunning, her skin glows from the subtle amber light in her part of the section. The perfect round globes of her ass are perched high and ready for my touch, ready to be spanked and branded with my fingerprints. Fuck, speaking of branding, that’s next on my list of things to do to her, my name will look so pretty across her pale flesh. The small cuts I made early this morning with my blade stand out against the remainder of her snowy white skin, not disfiguring it, but rather enhancing her exquisiteness even more. She’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of and didn’t know that I wanted.Mine, Chrissy Cranbrook, is mine; all of her skin is mine to tarnish, all of her breaths are mine to steal, and all of her cries belong to my ears alone.

She will die with my name on her lips, as she begs me to take her life after I’m done destroying every part of her. The thought doesn’t bring me as much pleasure as it normally would, and I question whether I truly want to see her breathe her last breath. My chest tightens with the thought of never hearing her voice, orsmelling her sweet scent. No, I don’t think I can live without her now.

My mouth goes dry as I continue to stare at her, and I have to use my tongue to wet my lips, the ones that I wish I could already press to her glistening pussy lips. Fuck, she’s drenched; all of this has turned her on, despite her fear, or maybe in spite of it. Does she get off on being terrified? I can’t wait to find out. “Hello,sweet little temptation. Look at what a beautiful present you are for me.”

Her body jerks forward on the bench on her hands and knees, and a sultry gasp releases from her lips. My hand darts out and roughly grabs her hip through the opening, steadying and preventing her from tumbling off the bench. “Don’t you dare move away, Chrissy; this ass is mine to do with as I please.” My voice is rough, and muffled by the skull mask I’m wearing. The one I can’t wait to remove, so I can have a taste of her sweet cunt.

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