Page 45 of All Your Lies
Hanging above the next door is a neon sign that shines brilliantly, beckoning you to step intoWanderland.Many clients come to the club specifically for the primal play experience, seeking an exhilarating and uninhibited escape. Something I have yet to experience until now.
Just as she’s about to walk through the threshold, she turns back and her eyes meet mine. From just a few steps away, I canhear her gasp in surprise. A small smirk plays on my lips as my cock hardens.
“Run, piccolo angello.”
She pauses for mere seconds.
I take a deliberate step forward, showing my intentions.
She turns back and rushes through the door.
I take my time, as this area is off-limits to everyone tonight besides my girl and me.
sixteen
Alexa
“Run, piccolo angello.”
An exhilarating shriek leaves my lips before I’m running through the door and into a... forest? My steps falter as I take everything in. The room is dark, illuminated by a full moon, which is round, large, and fake. On this Halloween night, the moon outside is a slender crescent and not as bright.
The air is chilly in here, making goose bumps rise on the exposed skin not covered by my costume, and it even smells woodsy in here. I would believe I was in a forest if I was blindfolded and unaware of my location before entering. As far as the eye can see, there is an endless expanse of trees, while the floor is covered with a layer of dirt, gravel, and leaves.
I take off straight into the trees. I can’t hear the devil so intent on chasing me, but I sense him just as I feel the pounding of my heart. His presence is somewhere nearby, lurking in the shadows, patiently biding his time for the perfect opportunity to strike.
My breath comes in ragged gasps from a combination of exhaustion from running and the excitement at the thought of being caught by him.
I turned my head to the right, only to be met with an eerie void of darkness. The sound of a branch snapping up ahead to my left startles me, making me pause for a moment.
Shit.
I dash to the right, my heeled feet pounding against the ground in rapid succession. A soft giggle escapes from the depths of my throat. I’m enjoying this far too much.
What kind of twisted person is he creating in me?
A towering tree trunk catches my eye, offering a perfect hiding spot. As I crouch behind it, I place my hand over my chest with a smile.
“Where are you, baby?” His deep voice carries from the other side of the tree.
My palm slams against my mouth, attempting to muffle the squeak on the verge of breaking free.
His retreating steps echo in the silence. I wait a minute, then two, listening intently to the rustling leaves before glancing around the tree.
Nothing.
Slowly, I make my way toward what I think is the entrance, guided by the soft glow of the artificial moon, with the cool shadows of the trees above me.
A searing sensation grips my back as I’m pulled by the wings of my costume and land straight into his hard chest.
With a firm hold, he wraps his arms around me, his lips grazing my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine.
“Mine,” he says deep and breathlessly.
Our ragged breaths echo in perfect harmony. I feel the hardness of his cock pressed against my back, causing me to wriggle within his grasp as I squeeze my thighs together. Histouch is electrifying as his hand journeys down my hip, lifting the hem of my dress and sending shivers of delight through my body as he stimulates me through the sheer material of my thong.
“You’re soaking wet for me,” he rumbles as he pulls them to the side and rubs his fingers up and down my slit. “You craved the chase, yet you longed for me to capture you.”
He removes his hand and spins me around to face him. My gaze is drawn to his unsettling devil mask, a striking combination of red and black, with two horns protruding from the top and concealing his entire face.
