Monster in my Closet
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
25,503
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
chapter 5
Kathryn waited nervously for the BBQ night to arrive, knowing full well that she was really in for it when Rich got his hands on her. She was his slave, she belonged to him, he owned her. And she wouldn\'t have it any other way. Her parents were quite pleased about being invited over, not knowing the ulterior motives behind it all. Night crept its quiet fingers around them, and she could feel the ghost of his fingers snaking up her body as she dressed for the occassion. But no panties. Absolutely not, and if she disobeyed him she knew she\'d be in deep trouble.
Her parents walked over and greeted him and their other neighbors, not seeing the darkening glare that came over his face as he saw the object of his obsession walking slowly behind them, every step making her heart beat faster and her poor abused little pussy so much wetter. This man, this much older man, held her entire body captive in his obviously lustful gaze, his eyes ablaze with a fire that would never be quenched for him. Or her. She dared to make direct eye contact with him and was met with a stern look of angry desire, one so compelling that every fiber of her being knew that she belonged to him, body and soul.
But time must be made with his guests first, and Kathryn smiled politely and made idle conversation with them, waiting in fearful earnest for him to walk inside. But he teased her, chatting in a friendly way with everyone there, chancing dark, sideways looks in her direction, the very look on his face frightening her and getting her sopping wet. It seemed like forever when he finally brushed past her, his arm bumping harshly into hers, but no one seemed to notice. Everyone was too engrossed with each other to even notice that he was gone. And then Kathryn. She followed him inside and then upstairs, watching as he led her to a dark room at the end of hal hallway, facing the front of the house instead of the backyard where the BBQ was.
She walked in nervously and waited as he shut the door behind her. It was very dark in there but only because he didn\'t want to draw attention to them or the room. Kathryn could see a various sundry of toys laid out on a neatly made bed. And one very thick, very mean looking whip. But what was even meaner was the fiberglass rod that sat next to it. She jumped slightly as he roughly spun her around, his malevolent eyes glittering in the dark room. She cowered in his grasp, his hands tightening around her bruised arms, the look on his face merciless and cruel. He wrenched the skirt from around her waist, revealing that she wore no panties, just like he had told her not to. For her obedience he brought his hand against her face, knocking her to her knees. She was a dirty little girl and he needed to teach her another lesson.
Gotta sleep, *yawn*, more tomorrow
Her parents walked over and greeted him and their other neighbors, not seeing the darkening glare that came over his face as he saw the object of his obsession walking slowly behind them, every step making her heart beat faster and her poor abused little pussy so much wetter. This man, this much older man, held her entire body captive in his obviously lustful gaze, his eyes ablaze with a fire that would never be quenched for him. Or her. She dared to make direct eye contact with him and was met with a stern look of angry desire, one so compelling that every fiber of her being knew that she belonged to him, body and soul.
But time must be made with his guests first, and Kathryn smiled politely and made idle conversation with them, waiting in fearful earnest for him to walk inside. But he teased her, chatting in a friendly way with everyone there, chancing dark, sideways looks in her direction, the very look on his face frightening her and getting her sopping wet. It seemed like forever when he finally brushed past her, his arm bumping harshly into hers, but no one seemed to notice. Everyone was too engrossed with each other to even notice that he was gone. And then Kathryn. She followed him inside and then upstairs, watching as he led her to a dark room at the end of hal hallway, facing the front of the house instead of the backyard where the BBQ was.
She walked in nervously and waited as he shut the door behind her. It was very dark in there but only because he didn\'t want to draw attention to them or the room. Kathryn could see a various sundry of toys laid out on a neatly made bed. And one very thick, very mean looking whip. But what was even meaner was the fiberglass rod that sat next to it. She jumped slightly as he roughly spun her around, his malevolent eyes glittering in the dark room. She cowered in his grasp, his hands tightening around her bruised arms, the look on his face merciless and cruel. He wrenched the skirt from around her waist, revealing that she wore no panties, just like he had told her not to. For her obedience he brought his hand against her face, knocking her to her knees. She was a dirty little girl and he needed to teach her another lesson.
Gotta sleep, *yawn*, more tomorrow