Hands appeared from nowhere and everywhere, touching and stroking, caressing and teasing. Rachel’s insides were churning with lust and fear as one circled her throat, pressing hard, cutting off half of her air supply. Sobbing, she didn’t know what was happening to her, but her body seemed to rejoice in it. Rachel squeaked as one of the hands slid further up her inner thigh, brushing over her sex. She was already pulsing for it, her sex throbbing, desperately needing to be touched. Wriggling her body, she attempted to get the hand to touch her more, to pleasure her in ways she had only dreamt of.

The hand at her throat pressed harder, as if telling her off, disciplining her for her eagerness. She swallowed hard as it eased off, tears running from her eyes, muffled sobs heard only by her. “Mmmfff..!” She called out, as best she could, as a hand ran a finger down her cunt, agonisingly slowly over her clit. ‘Oh yes... oh yes... oh please yes!’ Rachel called out in her mind, her body, mind and soul all desperately needing touched.

A whisper of a laugh blew into her ear, the dark, lustful sound again sending shivers through her body. Rachel was growing more and more aroused, and whatever power was behind the hands knew it. As her breathing increased, the hands movements did likewise. Pawing at her arms, circling her waist, mauling and pinching at her breasts, stroking her thighs... only occasionally did a finger touch her sex, and then it was feather light. Her need was desperate, by then almost a craving, and the light wind whispered sweet nothings into her ears. Caressing her mind, it was driving Rachel insane with lust.

“Mmmoohhhh.....” She screamed into the flickering torch light, as the hand covering her mouth lifted, and a finger pressed into her sex at the same moment. Whatever it was wanted to hear her moans and cries as it penetrated her with it’s finger, pushing deep, probing her inner core. Two of the hands clawed at her breasts, scratching, stinging, piercing causing Rachel to squirm and wriggle; attempting to get away from them. But at the same time, a hand cupped her sex, a finger sliding deeper and deeper, wriggling inside her, circling, causing her to gasp and shudder. She knew it was something not of this world that was attacking her, and knew it was horrifying, it was wrong... but it was so right, so deliciously right.

“Uhh... uhh.. uhh.. uhh..ghhh...” Each time the finger pushed in, it was deeper and more forceful, fucking her harder and harder. Again and again, it fucked her with ferocity, and Rachel closed her eyes, submitting herself to the sensations swirling in her mind and body. Panting and gasping, Rachel was almost lost, when she felt something flutter past her ass. Her eyes sprang open, and she froze. It happened again, and again, and eventually hovered by her ass, tickling her as it waited. The finger fucking her sex slowed in it’s actions, but didn’t stop as Rachel screamed. Two hands were clawing at her ass, prising her cheeks apart, opening her for the ultimate shame.

The hands around her body tightened, restraining her firmly, and Rachel was unable to move more than a millimetre. Shaking almost uncontrollably, she sobbed and cried out, but knew there was no escaping it. Whoever.. whatever had her there, had her completely under it’s control. “Noooo...!” She screamed out as she felt a claw like finger press against her opening, pushing, relentlessly, finally breaking through and sliding into her ass. “No. no. no. no...” On and on it went, probing deeply, shaming her, filling her. The pain was intense, she’d never had anything in there before. Her face formed a grimace as it slid ever deeper, and she wondered if it would ever end.

Her head hanging, Rachel muttered and talked to herself, her mind almost separate from her body, almost watching her disgrace. But as she ‘watched’, she rocked herself back and forth, the finger in her sex continuing it’s slow, sensual fuck. “Mmmmhh..” Suddenly a thumb joined in, starting to rub her clit, sending little shockwaves of pleasure shooting through her belly.

“Oh God.... no, please don’t. Ohhh, please... oh yes... ohh.. ohh..” Her pleasure was soon outweighing the disgrace and pain, as the thumb continued it’s assault of her clit, the finger fucking intensified, the finger in her ass pushed and wiggled. A hand grabbed her hair, jerking her head back, and in her lustful haze, she saw an apparition of a man, standing powerfully in front of her. “Such a slut.” The same laugh she’d heard before escaped his lips, but Rachel was too overwhelmed with her hunger to care.

The thumb on her clit stroked and rubbed, circled and flicked it into submission, and Rachel felt another finger being added to her sex, and another. Three fingers in her sex, one in her ass, and a thumb on her clit was enough to send her insane with desire, and she cried out as she shuddered and quaked with the hardest climax she’d ever had. The hands on her breasts gripped hard, squeezing them like a vice, and all hands held her tightly in place as she climaxed with ferocity.

It took a moment, but her orgasm eventually started to wane. Rachel panted and groaned, still feeling the hands on her. They were still touching, feeling and caressing; probing, tweaking and fucking her. “Sstop. Oh please.. enough, please!” Her excitement was growing again, so soon after the first orgasm, and Rachel started moving in time with the fingers fucking her sex. “Ggghhhh..... ohhhh.....” Through her heavy breathing and mumbling, she never noticed the figure of the man kneeling beside her. He watched her for a moment, before letting a finger trail down her cheek, to her neck, her shoulder blade; running down to her breast. He swatted a hand away, and took her breast in his hand, squeezing it tightly.

“Dirty little slut.” His voice a mere whisper, it reverberated around Rachel’s mind as the hands worked their magic, bringing her to the brink of climax once more. “Ghh.. uhh.. hmmmmh..” The man took her face in his free hand, holding her head steady, looking deep into her eyes. “MY slut.” Laughing, he maintained eye contact as Rachel jerked and heaved with a second orgasm, the hands maintaining their constant, teasing touching. He fully intended to keep this one. For eternity. He stood to tower over her once more, wrapping a dark cloak around himself, pulling the hood over his head, plunging himself into the shadows. “Enjoy yourself whore.”

Spinning on his heels, he walked from her, merging with the darkness, only his voice remaining. “Your nightmare has only just begun.”

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