In what looked like a cave.
Those details almost didn’t seem real. I had to repeat them in my mind until they finally sank in. I was in a cage, buck-ass naked, in a cave.
Another detail came zipping back to the forefront of my mind. Bastion, the weird kid that I had known since elementary school—and lately, my stalker and accomplice to murder—also happened to be a monster. Not just any monster, the half-goat, half-demon Krampus who punished the naughty.
Murdering Hogan Humphries definitely landed me on that list.
Bastion had done what he promised. If I “won” our game back at the cabin, and could handle all his little demon traits, he’d let his full form out to play.
Luckily, he didn’t count me passing out as a mark against me. Otherwise he wouldn’t have dragged me here.
Anyone else in my position would have woken up screaming. On the other hand, I woke up wet. Fucking. Dripping.
Bastion had not only helped me cover up Hogan’s murder, but he’d revealed to me a secret of his own. Now he was helping me live out two fantasies: get kidnapped and be fucked by a monster cock.
A reallyreallybig monster cock.
I was not a fainter, yet I’d passed out when I found myself face to face with the thing. I’d be lucky if trying to take that mammoth dick didn’t kill me. What a way to go, though.
Shadows shifting at the edge of my vision had me looking up.
There he was. Bastion—no, the Krampus—lumbering toward me with something clutched in his claws. It was hard to tell what it was due to the long fur hanging from his arm.
“Looks like my little beast is awake. Merry Christmas.”
The demon’s voice was rough and guttural, making me shiver in delight. Its laugh upon seeing my reaction had just as visceral effect on my body.
It was Christmas. That means I’d slept through the night…
I scanned the world beyond my cage. The cave we were in was huge, and surprisingly well lit despite the cave’s entrance being nowhere in sight. That was thanks to the modern recessed lighting mounted into the rock walls. The place had been well-loved, as it was clean—for a cave—though it clearly hadn’t been used in years.
“What is this place?” My gaze bounced between my surroundings and the demon.
“The Krampus cave. Tucked away high in the mountains where no one will hear your screams.”
“I-is this the place your father brought his victims to torture?”
The Krampus grunted in what I was assuming was a yes.
“I figured there’d be more….” I did another sweep of the cave, looking for anything that might lend to the fact that decades worth of naughty people were brought here over so many past Christmases. But there was only a cage. Plus, the modern lighting really took away the creepy edge the place would otherwise have. “Torture stuff?”
“Disappointed?” Another laugh, monstrous and so distinctly evil it had the hairs on the back of my neck raising. But clearly, none of this was a deal breaker yet because I was wetter than ever.
And thanks to my lack of pants, I was dripping onto the dirt floor beneath me.
The demon’s nostrils twitched as he inhaled. His tongue—oh god,that tongue—flicked out, tasting the air. “Spread your legs for me, little beast.”
I did as he ordered, even as an exciting cocktail of shame and excitement set my entire body on fire, my skin flushing a festive shade of red. My legs parted to reveal the wet spot I’d left in the dirt.
“Aw,” the demon tutted in mock disapproval. He prowled closer, his hooved feet leaving strange prints in the dirt behind him. “Look at the mess my new pet has made all over my floor. That’s okay, little beast. You’re about to make a much bigger one for me.”
I blinked up at my captor through the bars, my pussy fluttering as his menacing eyes drank me in. I was so turned on by all this.
Bastion warned me, he’d given me a lot of chances to change my mind about reenacting my fantasy. And fuck, I was so….happythat I hadn’t turned back.
I was eating up every moment, my pussy practically on fire with anticipation.
I knew I was into some freaky shit, but I’d never had a chance to fully explore that with Hogan. Hell, I hadn’t had a chance to explore much of anything with that bastard.
