1. Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 5 - A Broken Ornament - edited


    Date: 1/25/2024, Categories: Fantasy BDSM Bondage and restriction Cruelty Extreme, First Time Group Sex Horror, Humiliation Incest Male / Females Male Domination, Male/Teen Female Mind Control, Monster, Non-consensual sex Rape Torture, Violence Virginity Water Sports/Pissing, Young Author: SKOLL, Source: sexstories.com 

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DISCLAIMERS

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That's the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISHES / WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Gross smelling/tasting

-Armpit licking

-Sweat licking

-Eating creampie

-Fingering dirty asshole

-Forced deflowering

-Blood

-Unconscious

-Pissing

-Extreme bodily fluids

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Chapter 5 - A Broken Ornament

I glance over at the window next to the bed. Street lights outside give just enough illumination to the night. It started snowing. We’re getting a nice white Christmas. I crawl to the edge of the bed, resting for a moment, enjoying the dimly lit bedroom. The warmth that our three bodies have been producing. The air thick with beautiful but lewd scents.

I currently possess the body of Kadir, a man that ruined my life. ...
    ... His 18 year old daughter Ella lays whimpering, crumpled on the bed beside me. His wife Grace sits tied to the headboard. This family took everything from me. Now their beautiful home is mine for tonight. This beautiful mother and daughter, a Christmas gift to me.

I kiss Grace on the cheek as I move her from her current position. Any sensuality I enjoyed is over. No more slow pace to build up to things. I get right to work immediately. These girls need to be punished more.

I leave the detachable wrist and ankle cuffs on her. Her mouth still gagged. Panties stuffed in her mouth, a BDSM ring gag strapped over that, holding her mouth open, and then a strip of fabric tied tightly over all that to really muffle any noise she makes. She reluctantly follows my lead the whole way, not daring to misbehave. With her more in the center of the bed, I attach her wrist cuffs to the posts above the bed, her arms up in a similar ‘Y’ position to before, but higher up. Then I take her ankle cuffs and do the same, hanging her up high.

It’s a struggle but all the equipment I bought makes it manageable. Adjustable straps and buckles all attaching from wrist or ankle to the horizontal beams at the top of the four-poster-bed posts. I attach more straps for extra support, at knees and elbows, and underneath her lower back.

She is now fully suspended above the bed, laying horizontal, faceup, each limb stretched spread-eagle equally toward all four corners of the bed posts above. Sort of ...
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