I’m startled from a deep sleep due to a sensation in my lower region.
I blink my eyes open, my mind hazy and foggy. Confused, my eyes trail down to see a small hand wrapped around my cock, jerking it up and down.
Horror rips up my spine, and the terror makes my stomach churn, putting my brain in a frenzy. I scream, but not much comes out because of a gag. Further panic arises, and I immediately shoot my arms forward to attack the intruder, but that’s cut short when my wrists automatically snap back. Pain registers from a rope burn, but I don’t stop fighting to escape, running on adrenaline.
A voice cuts through my scrambled mind.
“Shhh…” My attacker begins to rub my head, making me struggle even more. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you.” I barely process her words because I’m too preoccupied trying to escape. My arms continue to painfully tug against the restraints, legs kicking.
Her arms embrace me, startling me and wrapping me in her warmth. “I’m just going to make us feel good, okay?” Her voice is oddly soft. Affectionate. Loving. But it doesn’t do anything to alleviate my panic.