The Cabin
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
27,068
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
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.
Reckoning
Was this my fate? To forever be tortured and raped by this man? I shivered at this thought, for it was unbelievable. I had never known that this could actually happen, especially to me.
He came back in the room with a large bowl of something. Placing the bowl on the ground, he swiftly moved to cuff my feet once again to the bed. Whatever he was about to do, he did not want me to fight him, let alone move. He then blindfolded me again, so I could not see his actions. Then he picked the bowl up off the floor and sat between my now spread legs. The next thing I felt was cold, extreme burning cold in my center. In the bowl were ice cubes that he was slipping in my center one by one. The pain shot through me and I moaned.
“Like that do you? Well, let’s see how well you like this.”
He then lifted my lower half up and began doing the same thing to my rear, all while telling me that if I resisted much worse things would arise from it. I was so cold already and the frigidness of the ice numbed me even further. When he was finally finished with slipping the ice cubes into me, he made sure that I would not be able to reject them by placing the dildos of the first night into both entrances, turning them on again as high as they would go. He held the dildos in place as he pressed between my hips; the pain was horrendous. Then he laughed at me and removed himself from the bed. As he left the room, he flipped the overhead fan on.
I could feel the ice melting inside me, pooling in my openings. The front door of my house opened and I heard him get into a car, not knowing if he would return. The vibrators combined with the ice were getting me more excited than I ever wanted to be, I tried to force them out. I squirmed and twisted to an orgasm.
A car pulled up into the dirt drive and I hoped it was he, so he could relieve me of this excruciating pain in my center. The front door opened and shut. Then footsteps came toward the room. By now the entirety of the ice inside me had melted.
“Cooled off a little I see?”
He went into the bath for a few moments then returned to the bedroom, placing towels underneath me. Ever so slowly, he removed the vibrators and finally I was relieved of the torturous ice.
“It will get worse if you do not obey me”
He dried me off and removed the soaked towels, and dumped them in the hamper.
“Eat this.”
To my mouth, he put a sandwich; hungrily I ate it. I licked every morsel of it off his fingers, trying not to be erotic about it. He then replaced the covers that he had ripped off me earlier and left me to sleep.
He came back in the room with a large bowl of something. Placing the bowl on the ground, he swiftly moved to cuff my feet once again to the bed. Whatever he was about to do, he did not want me to fight him, let alone move. He then blindfolded me again, so I could not see his actions. Then he picked the bowl up off the floor and sat between my now spread legs. The next thing I felt was cold, extreme burning cold in my center. In the bowl were ice cubes that he was slipping in my center one by one. The pain shot through me and I moaned.
“Like that do you? Well, let’s see how well you like this.”
He then lifted my lower half up and began doing the same thing to my rear, all while telling me that if I resisted much worse things would arise from it. I was so cold already and the frigidness of the ice numbed me even further. When he was finally finished with slipping the ice cubes into me, he made sure that I would not be able to reject them by placing the dildos of the first night into both entrances, turning them on again as high as they would go. He held the dildos in place as he pressed between my hips; the pain was horrendous. Then he laughed at me and removed himself from the bed. As he left the room, he flipped the overhead fan on.
I could feel the ice melting inside me, pooling in my openings. The front door of my house opened and I heard him get into a car, not knowing if he would return. The vibrators combined with the ice were getting me more excited than I ever wanted to be, I tried to force them out. I squirmed and twisted to an orgasm.
A car pulled up into the dirt drive and I hoped it was he, so he could relieve me of this excruciating pain in my center. The front door opened and shut. Then footsteps came toward the room. By now the entirety of the ice inside me had melted.
“Cooled off a little I see?”
He went into the bath for a few moments then returned to the bedroom, placing towels underneath me. Ever so slowly, he removed the vibrators and finally I was relieved of the torturous ice.
“It will get worse if you do not obey me”
He dried me off and removed the soaked towels, and dumped them in the hamper.
“Eat this.”
To my mouth, he put a sandwich; hungrily I ate it. I licked every morsel of it off his fingers, trying not to be erotic about it. He then replaced the covers that he had ripped off me earlier and left me to sleep.