Touchdowns and Tinsel: A Dark Why Choose Twisted Christmas Novella by KM ROGNESS

Author:KM ROGNESS [ROGNESS, KM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-12-02T00:00:00+00:00

nine

Noelle

This experience is very different from what I had imagined. But what was I really expecting when I toyed with the notion of being kidnapped? Deep down, I sensed that something like this might happen, but I never envisioned the involvement of four men or the way they would treat me. I’ve been degraded in an unspeakable way, and the thought of being fucked with an icicle still sends a chill down my spine.

A cold breeze from the open window sweeps in, brushing against my bare skin, jolting me awake with an unexpected shiver. I'm left uncertain about how long I’ve been unconscious or if anything significant happened when I was asleep.

I realize I’m still in the same room, still alone, which does nothing to quell the rising panic I’m struggling to suppress. My heart races when the door creaks open. I can’t help but jump, anticipation and dread coiling tightly in my chest as I lie here, utterly helpless and at their mercy.

"You’re a fucking mess," Q remarks as he brushes his thumb along my lips. "But you look so damn sexy like this; I think I’m going to keep you that way."

"Can you please untie the restraints around my ankles—and maybe my wrists?" I ask, choosing to ignore his comment about the evidence of his cum drying on my skin.

"I’ll free your ankles, and I’ll move your hands to the front, but I’m not letting you go," he replies.

In an instant, I’m pulled into a sitting position as one of them works on the ropes binding my ankles while another loosens the ties around my wrists. I hadn’t realized anyone else was here, and suddenly I find myself wishing it were just me and Q. My mind is spiraling, and my grasp on reality is slipping as I'm finding myself bonding with my captor. Once the ropes are finally gone, I feel their collective presence surrounding me, their body heat enveloping me like a heavy blanket.

"Get up and get on your fucking knees, Noelle," Q commands, clearly asserting his authority.

With shaky legs, I rise and slowly lower myself to the floor, my knees sinking into the softness of a warm rug. The unmistakable sound of zippers sliding down pierces the air, and as I focus, I count two. A wave of fear washes over me as I brace for what’s about to happen next.

"Tell me about your stepson, Ms. Saint," Q continues, offering an unexpected command that leaves me utterly speechless.

"What... um, what do you want to know?" I reply nervously, attempting to mentally prepare for whatever is about to come out of this.

"I’ve seen the way you fucking look at him, the way you watch him during every game, how flushed you get when you’re near him," he reveals, sending a shiver of fear coursing through me. "What’s that all about? Huh? Tell me, Noelle, do you have a thing for your stepson?"

An oppressive silence fills the room, broken only by the howling wind battering the cabin, adding an eerie backdrop to the moment.

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