I should have never left the party to go in search of excitement because now look at me, levitating from some trap I’veaccidentally walked into and nobody knows where I am. They are too busy drinking and having fun.
The footsteps draw closer, but I still can’t see anything. I may as well be fucking blind.
“Hello.” I call once more, but whoever it is chooses not to respond.
I had never felt fear like this before it courses through my veins making me shake, I try throwing my legs about but it’s no use, I’m completely vulnerable and I don’t know how I’m going to escape this nightmare I’ve accidentally stumbled upon.
5
ASHTON
There she is.
Looking like absolute perfection, bound by the ropes that I had set up for a later date.
Everything she saw here, I’d made for her. I didn’t think she’d be experiencing it so soon, but the curious little kitty just had to go snooping, didn’t she?
Her gorgeous toned legs flail. I can sense her fear from here, the way she swings her legs, her rapid breathing, like that will help her.
I lower her body just ever so slightly. She gasps, my hands crawl up her silky thighs and I have to hold the satisfied sigh that’s dying to come out.
Taking the blade from my pocket, I slide it ever so gently up her thighs and feel her freeze beneath my touch—how delicious.
Her underwear falls to the ground in tatters as the knife quickly snags at the tiny fabric covering her pussy, causing her to gasp once again. I’d expected a scream, not a gasp—howinteresting.
Taking the lid from the oversized pumpkin, I arrange the toy upright that I have made inside of it. Making sure it will align when her body comes down, I smirk.
Pulling the ropes down, I lower her body until her sweet ass dips inside the pumpkin like her own little seat that I’ve made just for her.
“Its not funny now.” She calls out. “Let me go.”
I want to respond, but I don’t want to ruin the surprise and I know this is a surprise that she’s going to enjoy.
Turning away from her I click the remote and wait as two bookshelves part to show me the hidden staircase that I had made, walking up the stairs so I can look down on her and witness something truly captivating, I take a seat in the leather chair and turn on the large television in front of me, clicking the app on my phone where I had hidden a camera inside the pumpkin, I smirk as I see her sweet pussy just in line with the toy I had made for her switching it on I watch as the top of the toys tongue moves backwards and forwards ready to excite my sweet little dove.
Lowering her further into the pumpkin, I hear her squeal as her clit connects with the tongue that has stalled—for now.
“Please.” She cries out. “It feels cold. Please let me down.”
I watch her dripping on my toy. She wanted this even if she said she didn’t. She was excited. Nothing had touched her yet and I could see her dripping. Fuck. My cock was hard, and we hadn’t even begun to play yet.
I hit the switch on the toy and watch as it gives her clit the first lick. A gasp falls from her throat, good start, little bird.
I watch as it gently glides across her clit, making her drip more and more—go on a little bird, fill up your pumpkin, I think as bite my lip.
Turning the tempo up slightly, the tongue moves faster and faster, making her breathing heavier. She’s holding back,but soon she won’t be able to. I’m going to fucking make her cum until she passes out.
Moving the tongue, so it’s positioned between her lips, I motion for it to move up and down through her soaked lips, watching as it slides between her perfect little pussy lips and I hear the squelch of her desire. “Please.” I hear her beg through her heavy breathing.
I can’t decide whether she’s begging to cum or begging for it to stop.
Positioning the toy at her hole, the tongue works her before entering. I watch as she pulls on the ropes, moaning her pleasure as the toy thrusts deeper and deeper inside of her, causing her to drip all over the toy.
My cock is so hard it’s almost bursting out of my pants. The desire to touch her grows stronger and stronger.
Switching off the television, I race down the stairs and stand behind her, listening to her moans drown out my sickening thoughts.
“That’s it, little bird, cream all over your pumpkin.” I whisper in her ear.
