Dreams may change ⚠️SMUT WARNING⚠️

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⚠️smut warning⚠️

    I woke up with my hands tied to a pole above my head and tape over my mouth. A chain was around each of my ankles, forcing me to stand with my legs about a shoulder width apart.

I quickly looked around my surroundings, scared, and realized that I was wearing only a sports bra and panties. My night shirt was nowhere to be seen.

I heard footsteps approaching and pretended to still be asleep. When I opened my eyes I saw a shady figure holding my phone "oh ho ho your awake darling~", the shady figure said.

I immediately recognized the voice as Peter's. I could not understand what was going on. I tried to speak, but my mouth was taped shut. He approached me, showed me his face and ripped the tape off, making me scream loudly. He covered my mouth with his hand. "God, you're cute when you're scared. Those shaky eyes of yours, darling, really turn me on." I looked up at him.

My eyes were shaking as I was scared. He pulled out a box cutter knife and showed it to me. I looked at him then the knife, "w-what are you g-going to do with that?" I ask timidly. I looked up at him scared, shaking. "Oh I'm going to make you mine, but if you play nice I won't hurt any of that precious body of yours, darling~" The thought "what is he planning to do?" repeated in my mind endlessly.

Without me realizing it, he had his hand behind my head and held me tight as he kissed me. His tongue explored my mouth and when he pulled away his long tongue was sticking out. My face turned redder and redder by the second. "W-why are you doing this, Peter?", I asked.

He looked a little excited to answer. He put the knife close to my neck and cut through the left strap of my bra. "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, DARLING~." he exclaimed seductively, and cut through the right strap of my bra, as well. I can see the excitement on his face as he positions the blade between my breasts, prepared to cut the center of my bra and expose my breasts.

I felt my body tense in fear. "Please stop!" I cried, tears beginning to roll down my cheeks. "You keep pretending you don't want me, but I can see the truth." He said with condemnation, and cut through the center of my bra.

He watched the ruined material of my bra fall away and, stuffing the knife in his pocket, he ran his hands over my exposed breasts with a hungry look on his face. I struggled against my bindings to avoid his touch. "I told you to play nice." he growled as he snatched up the knife and cut my right cheek, causing blood to mingle with the tears running down my cheek. The wound stung from my tears, and I fought to hold still, to prevent him from cutting me again.

He leans down and begins running his tongue over my right nipple. A gasp escaped my lips, but I don't otherwise move. "Oh my, you taste better than I ever imagined." he crooned. He places his right hand on my stomach as he starts running his tongue over my left nipple. I struggle to remain still, as I feel his hand slide past the waist band, and into my panties.

His finger brushed against my most sensitive area, and I was unable to keep myself from flinching. He stands and looks me in my eyes as he says, "Just as I thought, you are a naughty girl, you are already wet." He rubbed his finger in the moisture between my legs and put it in his mouth and said, "Mmmm, don't worry sweet thang, I will give you what you need."

I cringe, thinking he was going to cut me again as he removes the knife from his pocket again, and shows it to me. He positions the knife under the waistband on the right side of my panties and cuts through it. I feel myself begin to panic and try to stay as still as I can. He moves the knife to the other side and cuts through it as well. I feel my panties fall away and see his eyes light up as he sees my most private area be revealed.

He fumbles with his clothes, trying to remove them as fast as he can. Excitement causing him to be clumsy. I try not to watch as he removes his boxers, but curiosity gets the better of me and I see that he is fully erect as he steps out of them. I am frightened by its size.

He approaches me with a broad smile on his face. Moving behind me, where I could no longer see him, I feel him place his hands on my breasts and slowly slide them down to my hips. "I have been looking forward to this." he said as I feel him press himself between my legs......

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