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"You like that, little doll?" he mused, tipping the candle down.
The hot wax clipped onto my clit, immediately burning the skin.
I screamed in pain, curling my toes as tears slipped down my cheek.
"All bound up for me, spread nice and wide."
He dripped another one, and I screamed, my legs vibrating.
"Your beautiful mouth taped shut," he continued, cocking his head to the side.
I watched anxiously as he lowered the candle, and the flame hovered inches over my clit, making my eyes round in horror.
Don't!
DON'T!
He smiled up at me. "When you antagonized me, sweetikins. Did you think I was the nice one or the mean one?" He smirked wider. "Do you even know now?"
I watched anxiously.
He smirked and lowered the candle further, the fire enclosing around my clit.
I screamed in pain, my back arching.
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We went in the woods thinking it would be fun: a party, an endless night of fun.
But as we entered in the blackened trees, we felt something off... the night... was too silent.
No wolves howling, no birds cooing, no crickets chirping...
Only the sound of the hunter's boots following close behind.
I turned when I shouldn't have, and saw the crooked doll mask deep in the darkness...
I tried to run, but it was no use.
For once you see the mask, it's already too late.