NEW FROM KATIE CRAMER - introducing "QUICK AND DIRTY READS". Sizzling hot, erotic short stories at a bargain price, guaranteed to get your pulse racing!
3,300 words. Contains very strong language and explicit sexual content between consenting adults aged 18 and over. Adult only themes include alien hybrid sex, dubious consent and penetration with tentacles (including anal and oral) which may offend or disturb some readers.
My eyes flickered open. Semi-darkness. Nothing discernible, just a rasping sound and an inability to move.
I was spread-eagled, my body pinned against the bed. I looked down but couldn't raise my head enough to get a view of anything. No matter - I didn't need to see what was attacking me. I could feel it.
Tentacles slid over my legs and arms, their smooth and slow movements inching their way over my skin. They were wrapped around my ankles, my calves, my thighs, all of my arms and wrists. Don't panic, I thought. You're strong.
I flexed my muscles, straining with every ounce of strength I had. I struggled to break free but my efforts were futile. The tentacles didn't even move or flinch, not even remotely. I was trapped, restrained completely by living bondage.
I felt a tentacle stroke at my pussy through the fabric of my lace panties. My folds tingled and I became moist and warm, desperately trying to resist the feeling. My insides flooded with juices and the tentacle slipped under the thin band holding my panties together. Suddenly and violently, it ripped them off my body. I cried out as I heard - and felt - my panties torn away from me. "No! Please! Don't!"
How foolish I had been earlier to think a pair of panties could protect me from such violation. Here I was, completely exposed, naked and restrained. I turned to see the door still locked, the chair still propped against it. Oh God, I thought. I didn't keep this thing out...I locked myself in with it!