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“Emily, you have to believe me! I know it sounds absurd but it’s true!” Bridgett begged her friend over the phone. She sat, knees up to her chest, on her bed and watched her alarm clock tick from 9:56 to 9:57. She just wanted her friend to stay on the phone long enough to hear what she went through every night at 10 o’clock sharp.
“Bridge… It’s getting late over here.” Bridgett heard Emily sigh from over the phone. “Have you been taking your medication?”
“I have! It doesn’t do anything, just please stay on the phone! Please?” She nervously watched as the clock ticked from 9:57 to 9:58. She just needed Emily to stay on the phone for a few more minutes.
“Bridge, I have work in the morning and it’s almost midnight where I am. Just continue to take your meds and tell your psychiatrist what you told me.”
“Emily, please I-”
“Goodnight Bridgett.” The call ended leaving Bridgett staring at her own teary eyed reflection in her phone screen. 9:59 PM, she only had a minute remaining.
She set her phone down on her night stand with her shaky hands. Pulling her knees closer to her chest she wanted to just cry but she was unfortunately used to it by now. Her clock struck 10:00 PM as her bedroom light automatically turned off. She felt her eyes glaze over as her body became slack and unresponsive. From underneath furniture and through cracks in the wooden ceiling and floorboard shadowy hands began snaking their way to Bridgett. “Please. No more.” She couldn’t bring herself to fight against her paralysis, barely able to mutter those three words. She didn’t know why this was happening, just that nearly five months ago at 10 o’clock PM she lost control of her body and for four hours every night these shadowy hands would have their way with her. Of course she seeked help but every psychiatrist thought she was crazy. Saying she needed to be in a psych ward or be put on medications for schizophrenia but she wasn’t crazy!
The hands made their way up her bed and began coiling around her frozen body. Their icy cold touch sent goosebumps down Bridgett’s body. “No.” Tears welled up under her eyes as her waist, chest, and thighs were wrapped tightly. The shadowy hands ignoring her pleas. She knew what was coming next, a hand snuck its way up her thighs and around her waist before slowly maneuvering its way down to her groin. Two other hands snaked around her torso, first underneath her breasts and then tightly wrapping around them where the two hands began digging into her sensitive chest. “No~ No more please~” She felt the icy touch of one of the hands make its way up her back as it wrapped around the back of her head and clasped a hand around her jaw, silencing the weak pleas she could manage to mutter.
She saw the web of inky ribbons pull taut as they stretched across her bedroom, hoisting her up into the air as the shadows coiled around her dug deep into her skin. The cold hand on her left breast wrapped over her tit and dug its fingers into boob, pressing its frigid palm down onto her now erect nipple. The hand groping her right tit softly pried at her boobs skin as it wrapped its ribbon tighter around her breast, deforming the flesh into an uncomfortable conical shape. The hand on her groin began slowly and softly rubbing its chilled fingers along her lips, randomly spreading its fingers apart and shortly exposing her inner vagina to the cold and dank air. Her pussy began drooling as it was teased and toyed with, pleasure building up inside of her but she knew better than to expect any release for the first hour. The hands would only bring her to the edge as they assaulted and molested her helpless body. Taunting her with the cusp of an orgasm.
It felt like an eternity had passed as the hands suddenly stopped teasing her and began brushing their cold fingers along her sensitive bits. “Mmmgh…” Bridgett could barely make out her alarm clock which now read 11:01 PM as the hands on her breasts twirled their finger around her painfully erect nipples and the one on her groin pressed down on her sensitive clit and began rubbing it in circles. “MMmm~” This was arguably Bridgett’s least favorite part of her nightly torments. These damned hands would softly rub her erect bits and if she ever came close to actually reaching orgasm they’d- “MMmmgh!” Bridgett wanted to squirm and thrash against her spiritual captors but her paralyzed body defied her as the hands pinched down on her nipples and clitoris, suddenly twisting them in unison. “Mmmgh…” ON and off the hands would go from gentle and sensual twirls to sudden and harsh punishments whenever Bridgett dared to get close to orgasming.
Bridgett’s vagina was dripping her girlcum onto the floor as she felt the two hands on her bosom begin kneading her soft flesh, the hand on her groin ending it’s assault on her clitoris and shoving two cold fingers into her warm and drooling pussy. “Mmmgh~!” SHe softly moaned into the hand covering her mouth as her alarm clock read 12:00 AM. She wanted to gyrate in pleasure against her bonds as her inner vagina walls were rhythmically massaged with ice like fingers which quickly brought her to release. Her muscles tensed up but refused to move an inch as her pussy clamped down on the cold intruders who didn’t break rhythm for her. They continued to slick in and out, in and out her vagina and breasts now much more sensitive from her recent orgasm. But the hands didn’t care. Over and over, brought to orgasm as her body screamed to thrash about. Her muscles tensed but never allowed to move. “MMmGH~! Mmm~!”
Bridgett’s eyes were rolled up in their sockets but she could tell it had just hit 1:00 AM. She never made it far into 1:00 AM. The hands on her bosom completely enveloped her chest, their cold flesh compressing down on her heaving and warm skin as it began undulating, assaulting every square inch of her sensitive chest. The hand on her crotch pulled out for a moment before shoving its entire being into her, slowly pushing its way in as it filled her entire vaginal cavity. “MMMMGH~! MMGH~!” Tears ran down her cheeks as every available sensitive spot on her body was wracked with pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm coursed over her, not bothering for the last one to end. Her body burned in pain as if she was allowed to move she’d have her back arched as far as it could physically go. Her warm and sensitive vagina was nipped by the cold intruder as each orgasm forced her skin to press painfully into the frigid intruder. “MMGH~! MMMMMMMMGGGGGGGHHHHHHH~!!!!!!” She had no idea how long into 1 o’clock she made it before she passed out. She’d still be woken up by her alarm at 7:00 AM and be forced to try again tomorrow and the day after that, and the day after that, until she finally got it.