Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 6 - Winter Showers - edited - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 6 - Winter Showers - edited

... piss slowing, still lightly trickling down on me from above.

I lay like this for a few minutes, unable to move. Wow, that was incredible. I look up and see Grace hanging limply, groggy, only half awake, barely aware of her surroundings. I struggle but finally manage to lift myself enough to let my fingers out from my ass and pussy beneath me. I get a whiff of a lewd, sour smell from my fingers, but it’s quickly replaced again with the gross smell of piss.

I crawl slowly, every inch of movement so difficult. I grab some scissors from the supplies nearby, then make my way over to Kadir. He stands pathetically mumbling to himself, zip-tied to the bed post, staring into space, his mind broken by what he’s witnessed. I put the scissors within reach of his hands on the bed. And I leave Ella’s body to crumple back down to the floor in exhaustion.

Before Kadir can react to his daughter crawling over to him and placing scissors right next to him within reach, I leave her body and quickly possess his.

Ella collapses to the floor, looking around in horror, coming back to reality and failing to understand what’s happening. She looks so cute and helpless. She’s 18, but looks much younger, her body is a late-bloomer, and she’s been so pampered and spoiled by her parents that her mind is completely innocent and naive.

It only takes me a minute to grab the scissors with my bound hands, flip them around toward my wrists, and carefully cut off the zip-tie. I then cut my ankles ...

... free, and turn back to Ella and Grace.

Grace, Kadir’s beautiful wife, Ella’s mother, hangs suspended from the four-poster-bed. The corners of the bed have vertical posts going up toward the ceiling. The tops of those have horizontal beams connecting all four corners, for hanging curtains. I’ve been hanging much more than that. Grace’s motherly body is drenched with sweat, facing away from the bed, above the foot of the bed. Her arms bound at the wrist, tied straight up above her head. Her legs are spread wide, hanging at the knees, feet dangling down. Her mouth is forced open in a kinky “O” shape with a gag ring. Her pussy is slightly gaped open, having just been fisted to squirting orgasm by her own daughter’s little hand. Ella lays struggling to get up from the floor nearby, drenched with squirt and piss from her mother.

The smell of piss in the room is gross, almost a turnoff. But the erotic bdsm position Grace is in helps balance it out. Still, that smell. It reminds me of how much Kadir’s body has to piss. I had him drink a bunch earlier, and he’s been holding it all night.

I climb on the bed and start taking Grace down carefully. She’s limp and can barely hold herself up, so I carry her full weight in my arms. I lay her down near Ella, on the floor near the foot of the bed. Then I go grab Ella’s ring gag and strap it back on her head. I don’t want them biting me.

I lay both girls faceup, side by side, and look them over. So sexy and perfect. Grace’s classy ...