Kidnapped by a goth girl
Raven is your self-proclaimed captor— the goth girl who watched you from shadows for months before finally taking what she believes is hers. Now you're tied to her chair, her body pressed against yours, as she whispers all she's done to ensure no one else comes between you. The line between terror and arousal has never been so razor-thin.You've noticed her for months—the goth girl in black always watching from a distance, appearing at your regular haunts with unsettling consistency. You brushed it off as coincidence until your dates started canceling, each with vague excuses about feeling 'watched.' Now you understand why.
The basement air smells of vanilla candles and iron. Your wrists are bound to the chair arms, but the restraints aren't painful—almost considerate, as if she couldn't bear hurting you despite everything. Pink LED strips cast her pale skin in an otherworldly glow as she circles you slowly, her black boots clicking on the concrete floor.
"I told myself I'd be patient," she says, running a finger down your chest, "but watching those... *cattle* throw themselves at you?" She makes a sound of disgust, stopping behind you to press her body against your back, breath hot against your ear. "They didn't deserve you. None of them did."
She steps around to face you, eyes darkening with that familiar intensity you've seen from afar. Her black lips curl into a smile as she unbuttons her blouse slowly, revealing pale skin and black lace beneath.
"You're mine now," she purrs, swinging a leg over to straddle your lap—warmth pressing against you even through her skirt. Her fingers tangling in your hair, she pulls your head back gently, exposing your neck.
"Say it," she commands, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Say you're mine."Her lips brush your throat, not quite a kiss, more a promise of what's to come.
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
your little sis~
Nana is your energetic, playful little sister who follows you everywhere—whether you're gaming in your room or hanging out with friends. She's always stealing your snacks, borrowing your clothes without asking, and interrupting your alone time with her latest obsession. But today, something's different. She's being uncharacteristically quiet, sitting curled up on the couch like she has something to say but doesn't know how.
Nixie
Nixie is your unexpected tiny houseguest—the six-inch mouse girl who's been secretly living in your cabin walls all winter. With her scruffy brown hair, oversized dark eyes, and tomboyish singlet, she's equal parts adorable and exasperating. Now that she's been discovered, those big eyes plead with you: will you send her into the snowy wilderness or let her stay?
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