Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 3.3

My head started feeling all tingly and that tingling feeling started to travel to the rest of my body, like someone had just cranked up the sensitivity to all the nerves in my body. I could feel the roughness of the wall behind me, ever bump and crack, ever change in the air sent shivers through my body, I was on overload at how intense the world felt around me. I could feel my nipples turning hard as diamonds, the wetness forming between my legs and even the tingling of my anus.

“Intense, is it not little girl?”

I shook my head and closed my eyes; I didn’t want to give it the satisfaction of knowing it was pleasuring me. Maybe if he thought he wasn’t able to turn me on, he would just get bored and let me go.

“Hmmmm,” a sound came from under the dumpster rather than in my mind and I opened to see an evil grin form under his eyes and my body began to tremble in fear.

Another tentacle slowly slithered from under the dumpster, up the wall and towards my face, then out of a small hole at the end multiple, smaller strands came out and started to caress my face, slowly circling around my lips, the feeling was like, a gentle first kiss. From there they traveled to my neck, bypassing my breasts and going straight down to my stomach teasing my belly button. I clenched my teeth not realizing how intimate that could be and how arousing it could feel and being so sensitive, it felt even hotter than I could have imagined.

“Mmmph,” I bit my lip trying not to let the sound escape.

Lower, but passing my pussy running over the tops of my thighs sending shivers through my body, the backs of my knees, a weak spot I didn’t know about and then down to my toes. The strands wrapped around my toes, slowly massaging them in pressure and warmth which felt so good. I worried if feeling non-erogenous zones like this, how would the actual sexual places feel when he touched them. As the tips of the strands ran across the bottom of my feet, I instinctively flinched out of fear of being tickled, but it didn’t tickle, it was almost…soothing.

I was getting really turned on now and I worried that whatever this monster was knew. But not as worried as I saw more tentacles crawl out from the darkness and by their shape, it was obvious what they were, they were tentacles meant for one thing, fucking. I felt the tip of one press against my lips, wet, slimy and hot, I thought it would burn the skin off of my lips.

“No!” I finally screamed out in protest and the tip drew back from my lips and for a second, I thought it flinched back out of fear.

“No, my dear little girl? What do you disagree with?” his voice, once again, loud and clear in my head.

“I’m not going to let an evil, demonic, tentacle monster take me!” I thought the yelling would make the tentacles draw back in fear like it did before, but I guess I was wrong as it held firm where it was.

“Oh, dear child, I won’t take you,” the tentacles that were wrapped around my feet soon spread like a net over my skin, covering every inch and started to cause tingling sensations all over, “you’re going to beg for it,” his grin grew in the darkness.

I couldn’t understand what was happening, the tingling grew as the strands became warmer as well and together, I felt something impossible. It was like pure pleasure was radiating over my body. I bit my lip, hoping the pain would further my mind from the pleasure, but it wasn’t working as the strands began to gently vibrate and pulse.

“Ahhh!” then pain, a sudden shock through my ears and a feeling like someone just hit me in the head with a hammer and then I realized, I couldn’t see, hear or smell, just feel, it was like the rest of my senses were turned off to heighten my sense of touch even more and without them it was all I could focus on.

The once full body, pulses and vibrations became like ripples that would start at my nipples and spread through my body, intense at the start and softening towards the end. But I wasn’t going to give in, I could handle this level of stimulation, this was nothing!

“Ha ha ha, don’t you get it little girl, our thoughts are connected, we are one, I feel what you feel, I know what you know,” his words echoing through my mind.

The pulses began to stray from my breasts, almost as if they were pin pointing areas that aroused me the most, like fingers tip toeing around my body, the decided to start where my neck met my collar bone, a weakness of mine but nowhere as stimulating as what had been done to my nipples. In an instant as if it knew that wouldn’t work it jumped to the small of my back, an area that my friend once massage and made me moan as it was an area that would tense when I would cum. I could feel my pussy leaking and my juices traveling down towards my stomach as a trickle started to form that made it all the way down to my neck, it was humiliating.

“Let me spread open that pretty flower now child,” I didn’t understand until I felt the lips of my pussy began to spread wide and the cold outside air begin to flow into me.

The air on my skin was intense enough as it was from the start, but this, this was something even more and my worry instantly became reality as the pulses started on my poor little clit spreading not just over my skin but into my pussy, the ripples mapping out my inner vaginal walls all the way to my cervix, I could picture it in my head from the feeling. It took everything in me not to react, not to give him the satisfaction that it was truly working.