Monsters at the Door - Part II (5 of 7)
Added 2021-06-11 21:00:02 +0000 UTCDarkness crept in around the edges of Daphne's vision as she was starved of precious oxygen. She had fought hard, but her attacker was just too strong. She knew now that she had been foolish. The sleuth had walked right into the trap laid out for her.
For all her bucking, kicking, slipping, sliding, pawing, and prying, her slender ferociousness could not scrounge up a single breath of fresh air. And so, her woozy brain began sending the reluctant orders down from on high to her trembling exhausted body. "We are shutting down due to oxygen shortages" read the memo. Her body took the news surprisingly docility. Previously coiled muscles relaxed into supple and easily shaped jelly.
Daphne's monstrous attacker felt this in its scaly grasp. Holding the defeated redhead in oversized hands, her yielded body was lowered down onto her stocking clad knees. Her palms reflexively reached out for the etched stone floor, but her elbows had called in sick, and based on the the visible quivering in her pink stocking bearing legs, her knees weren't showing up to work either.
Another vile denizen materialized from the darkness of the cave with its orange lamp eyes and with its jagged nailed hands steadied the slumping girl at her hips. The grasp of its grotesquely large hands pinched the hem of her short purple dress causing an audible friction with her silky lavender pantyhose and placing her modesty immediately in peril.
As she felt herself slipping away she was only distantly aware of its ragged hot breath nightmarish in her ear.
