Night Terrors
Night Terrors
I awoke from my bed to a flash of light outside my window. The cold night's rain had worked itself into a thunderstorm as I had gone to sleep. I shivered as a cold tingle ran up my back. True, spending nights in an old castle weren't my usual sleeping accommodations, but I had thought myself ready for the experience when I had signed up for the professor's expedition to Europe. I had thought the travel and scholarly work would have been a welcome vacation, a relief from the humdrum of everyday school life... but something had changed since I elected to stay on after the expedition had concluded; an unsettling bristling sensation at the back of my mind, like the hairs on the back of my neck were always on end.
I sighed and tried to bet back to sleep. Pulling one of the rough bed-sheets over my bare chest, I rocked my head against the pillows at the head of the four-poster bed and let myself drift back into a lulled sleep, the patter of rain against the glass of my only window coaxing me to sleep. It had been a long, work filled day, and I needed to rest. Darkness greeted me as my eyes fluttered closed, and I peacefully slept.
I felt the tension around my wrists, my legs, my hips. My head was firmly stuck to something. I struggled slightly and felt my back affix to something stringy and sticky behind me. I glanced around with what little movement I could muster. I was stripped naked, and bound to... some sort of web. I felt my heart lumber in a panic. I had always hated insects and arachnids, but spiders in particular were terrifying. I pulled at my restraints. They merely stretched and jostled with every attempt to break free. I heard movement from above where I was suspended. I strained to see where it was coming from.
"Mmm... What have we here? Another tasty morsel that's gotten itself stuck in my little web then?"
A head dropped into my field of vision, dark brown with sharp, feminine features, and short white hair, floating as if carried by some sort of unfelt breeze. Four eyes, with irises of crimson red, lined in two rows, stared back at my gawking face. It grinned back at me mischievously, exposing a pair of elongated fangs and a row of sharpened teeth. I felt my brow quiver in surprise and bewilderment.
It looked down, or up, from its [Her? It seemed female anyway] perspective, down between my legs.
"Ooh... you look like you're going to be a lot of fun."
It turned its gaze back to me and closed its eyes, pressing her [Yes, I'm sure it was female. It had to be] lips against mine. My eyes remained locked open as I felt something large, thick and slick force its way between my lips and explore the inside of my mouth, running along my gums and teeth before caressing my tongue with its length. I breathed out in rough huffs through my nose. I felt the object in my mouth slide back against my tongue to the back of my mouth. My eyes rolled back and began to tear up as whatever was in my mouth started to cause me to gag once or twice. I tried to say something along the lines of "Please" or "Stop", but could only manage a wet gurgling noise; something along the lines of "Glurk".
I felt something sharp against my lip, cutting me slightly, and I winced in pain. The object that was threatening to fill my throat pulled back, out of my mouth as the creature pulled her head back, away from mine, leaving a string of saliva from her elongated tongue between my mouth and hers. A drop of blood lingered against her lip. She casually licked it off with a wave of her immense tongue and swallowed it greedily as she glared at me with a hungry gleam in her eye. I shook in anticipation of something terrible.
"Oh, my little plaything, you taste divine."
I felt my jaw tremble in panic. She looked back between my legs with a knowing smirk.
"Ooh, but what's this? Plaything looks like he enjoyed that little kiss quite a bit."
She stared intently at my bare manhood, which was now quite alive and engorged; a bead of pre-cum leaking from its tip, and running down its length. She reached down with an arm, a human arm, encased in a shiny black glove up to her elbow, and ran a finger across its length. I let out a small gasp as I felt her cold touch against my hot flesh. She grinned viciously in response, flashing her sharp, white teeth at me again before frowning in a mock-pouting face.
"Aww, poor little plaything is just much too sensitive. I bet his big strong cock-" here she grabbed my cock in her hand and began slowly, oh so frustratingly slowly, stroking my manhood, "is just aching to give me a thick, creamy load of seed.
"Isn't it?" she asked me, mischievous grin once again splayed across her face.
All I could do was pant heavily and try and hold back. All of this strange business had gotten me surprisingly aroused.
"Isn't it?" she asked more forcefully this time, squeezing the base of my manhood tightly. She looked at me disapprovingly, a frown across her face this time. I guessed she wanted an answer. It didn't really take me long to come up with the truth.
"Y-yes"
"That's a good little plaything," she said cheerily, smile returning to her face, "well don't worry. I'm going to take care of e_verything_ for you." She slid down, breasts pressing against my face as I felt her torso slide against my nose and chin, until I felt something soft and wet slide across my face. I found my head poking out from between her legs. Legs which occurred to me were in boots similar to her gloves. I felt the edge of one of them brush against the top of my head. They must have been thigh-highs. I was starting to wonder what else she was wearing when I felt her lips kiss the tip of my cock with an exaggerated "Mwah". I let out a long, lustful moan as I felt the tip of my manhood pass between her lips, and enter her warm, wet mouth. She pulled back for a moment and heard her address me from over her thick, voluptuous thighs.
"Oh, you enjoyed that, did you? Just you wait my new toy. You haven't felt anything yet."
She replaced my manhood into her mouth, gently sucking against the tip as one of her gloved hands gently stroked against the remaining length. I felt my mouth curl into a twisted smile, enjoying the depraved situation I had found myself in, guilt blending with cardinal pleasures for a warm sensation of naughty enjoyment in my chest. I closed my eyes and cooed with satisfaction. After a few moments however, I felt her pull her head away from my manhood again, as she pressed her musky pussy against my face with disgruntled intent.
"I don't feel any licking back there, toy." she growled disapprovingly, thighs squeezing against my head. I rather got the message. I had been acting a little selfishly after all. I pursed my lips and gave her pussy a tender kiss, tongue gently darting against her wet folds. She tasted different than I expected; sweet almost. An alluring taste which enflamed my senses and made me crave more. I ran my tongue in a long sweeping motion from one end of her wet slit to the other, the taste of her rippling against my tongue.
"Ooh. Better," she replied, the playful tone of her voice once again restored. She ran her long tongue along the side of my manhood, warm, wet saliva trailing down to the hilt of my cock, where it ran along the side of my testes before dripping messily onto the floor. I felt a shiver run up my back and moaned into her pussy. She giggled appreciatively.
I began to lick further down, the tip of my tongue brushing against her bright pink clit. She hummed in approval. I lashed out with my tongue, battering her clit from side to side, up and down, before circling it with my tongue and enclosing my lips around it. She began to thrust her hips against my face in response, grazing the tip of my nose with her delicious pussy. I felt her thighs lock my head in place as she stopped licking my cock, her breaths becoming longer and deeper. She let out a few errant noises of pleasure and throaty sighs as she continued to tug at my manhood with one hand.
After a few more minutes of effort, I felt her thighs clamp around my head tightly, as though she wanted to crush my head, as I felt her back arch, and breasts pull away from my midriff. I was splashed in the face by a rush of her sweet nectar, as she continued to clench my head with her thighs. Finally, the torrent subsiding, I felt her lean back down against my body and sigh contentedly.
"Mmm... my little plaything deserves a reward for that. Yes, you do."
She released her thighs' grip on my head and climbed further down the webbing, turning herself around in the process, breasts gently grazing against my leg as she reoriented herself. Her head positioned directly in front of my pulsating manhood, now covered in a mixture of her saliva and my own pre-cum. She grabbed and lifted my manhood with her right hand, pressing the hot member against my flesh. With a tantalizing giggle, she began licking, painfully slowly, down the length of my cock. I felt the familiar sensation of an orgasm welling along the length of my cock; I bit my lower lip and split open the tiny nick she had given me earlier. The taste of iron in my mouth was at least enough of a distraction to stave off a premature release. She planted a faint kiss against the base of my cock; soft velvety lips against my rough, wrinkled flesh.
She hummed with curiosity, eyes drawn down below my scrotum. "Ooh," she teased as her gaze met mine, a gleam of wicked intent flickering in her enticing red eyes, "What does this-" She pressed a gloved finger against my tight pucker, causing me to gasp in surprise. "-button do?" I began to protest, but she quickly scrambled over me and planted a finger across my lips. "Shush, shush, shush. Don't you worry," her eyes narrowed as she flashed her teeth again, "I'm going to make you feel really, really good."
"But-," I tried to object.
"Exactly," she replied with a grin, shutting my mouth, and sealing it with a fistful of webbing she had managed to pry free of its fixture, the sticky mess binding my jaw tightly closed, "that's exactly what I'm talking about." I raised my eyebrows and flashed a look of concern; she just climbed back down to face my groin once more. She placed a finger on her chin with a look of innocence on her face. "Hmm... now... where was I? Oh yes... your reward." She placed the ring and middle finger of her left hand in her mouth, withdrawing them after a moment with a wet sucking sound. I heard her chuckle evilly as she twisted her middle finger around her ring finger and placed them both against the surface of my clenching hole. "Any last words before I blow your mind, little toy?" she asked.
"Mmph gmth thmmth dmth dmm thh," I begged through the bindings.
"Yeah, I didn't think so. In we go!" With a single thrust of her hand, she buried the two fingers inside of me. Instantly I felt my body tense up as the feeling of something invade my body shot through me. With every stiff breath I took, I could feel my ass clenching around her fingers, and with every exhalation, I felt her fingertips probing my insides. I closed my eyes and tried to brace myself for anything she threw at me.
"Hmm... now where was that naughty little thing?" she wondered aloud, fingers wiggling inside of my ass, searching for something, "It's got to be here somewhere..." My cock twitched, and I felt the pulling, clenching sensation of an oncoming orgasm. One of her fingers brushed up against something inside of me through the intestinal wall, making me jump as I felt an unexpected wave of pleasure shoot through me. "Oh, there you are you naughty little lump!" she exclaimed with glee, grabbing my manhood with her right hand and positioning it to point at her lips. I moaned deeply through the impromptu gag; she just hummed a merry little song to herself and placed her lips against the surface of my cock. Her eyes met mine with a self-satisfied stare full of dominance and confidence. She didn't have to say a word. I knew what she was telling me.
"You're all mine... bitch."
I felt her tongue, her impossibly long tongue; it encircled my cock several times as it spiraled around my manhood's length, down, down to the very base. She leaned into me slightly, breasts pressing against my inner thighs.
For a moment, I thought I'd never feel anything as arousing or potent again.
Then, she flexed her fingers, and squeezed my prostate.
My eyes snapped shut as I felt my body explode outward, cock spraying jet after jet of hot, white cum into her waiting mouth, hips jerking against the sticky restraints pinning me in place. She continued to pump her fingers in and out of me as my ass firmly clenched around her fingers. I'm fairly certain I was screaming in pleasure into the sticky mess around my jaw as she sucked at the tip of my cock, but then, I can't really be sure of anything that I might have done in those blessed seconds when my body was rocked with wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. My eyelids were fluttering madly from the overstimulation, my eyes had rolled back to the top of my head, and my mouth was probably twisted into a delirious, yet utterly pleased, grin. I felt her fingers slide from my ass as her mouth parted from the head of my cock, her tongue sliding along its surface. My cock, exhausted as it was, released a dribbling jet of cum that managed to strike her breasts. I think I heard myself laughing faintly at the whole situation from behind the veil of post-orgasmic glow. It's a good thing I was bound. I'm fairly certain I would have collapsed if I hadn't been.
I felt her gradually climb up, straddling my body with hers. She licked her lips noisily before leaning in to whisper in my ear.
"Mmm... I told you my little plaything. I told you that you tasted delicious." I panted heavily into her ear. "Aww...poor little toy. Tired after all that? It's OK. Take a few minutes to rest, and then get ready for round two."
I might have not been able to see her face as she leaned into whisper, but I was certain it carried the same mischievous grin I saw when I first saw her.
"And then round three, and four, and five, and six." She ran her tongue along the crook of my neck, as I felt myself slipping into exhausted, blissful sleep.
"Because you're all mine now, little morsel. And I'm going to Eat. You. Up."