Ghost Phone Sex Fantasy- Chloe meets Christmas Past! – Part 2

His chains rattled against the floor, moving swiftly to toss me onto the bed. “No, wait! What are you doing?” my voice quivering. One of his chains that he controlled slithered its way through my clothes like tentacles. In one quick motion, he ripped them off of me exposing my naked body. “you must be punished!” he stated again. (ghost Phone sex)

 

“consider me punished! I won’t do it again…”

quickly, I thought about my own promise and then realized it needed to be rephrased. “I won’t do it again in a way they can hear me. ” smiling at him, “I still hate Christmas!”

“you may hate it now, but when I’m through with you, you’ll really have a reason to hate Christmas. You bitter heathen!” his  chains wrapped around my breast and started massaging me. “what are you going to do with me?” I asked again.

 

“I told you….” he floated directly above my body and whispered in my ear. “whatever I want to.” (ghost Phone sex)

 

His tongue lapped at my ear, and slid down my neck. “this….this isn’t what I want.” I retorted.

“a lesson learned is not something most want but through the pains of the lesson, only then care there be change.” his mouth hovered over my breasts and he began to suck.

 

An interesting feeling grew over me as he began his work.

Another chain that hung from his body slid up my leg and wrapped around my thigh. Inching its way towards my pussy. I could feel the tip of it sliding across my lips. “DON’T!” I pleaded but the chains covered my mouth and wormed their way down my throat. (ghost Phone sex)

The chain at my entrance plunged its way deep inside me making me squirm. He raised a hand to my face, and slapped me, again and again. “you don’t hate Christmas!” he spat at me. I could feel his spit dripping off my face.

“Repeat after me!” he squeezed my cheeks so that I have a little talking room. “I don’t hate Christmas.” as the tears started running down my cheeks I nodded and somehow choked out…

” I…don’t…hate…Christmas.”

He smiled. “good girl.”

The chain that was deep inside me started up some serious friction and something inside my head snapped. I felt my body become heated as my brain began to get fuzzy. What was happening to me? Was I really…enjoying this?

The chains flipped me over and I was face down in bed. I could feel another chain crawl up my ass and poke at my little asshole. As loudly as I could, I whimpered in protest but he ignored it and shoved his way inside. I let out a muffled scream, but in doing so it tightened my muscles.Suddenly I could feel all the chains inside me even more so. It was starting to be overwhelming… (ghost Phone sex)

And then I felt it.

Having a chain down my throat, feeling as if it were a true tentacle. The chains in my ass and pussy rubbing up against each other in such a way, that it was electrifying. I was trying desperately to hold myself together when the ghost started smacking my ass so hard I know he left a handprint. That pushed me over, my orgasm rippled through me so forcefully, I had never felt anything like it before and so suddenly, the chains were gone.

 

I rolled over on my back breathless, panting heavily. Realizing the ghost of Christmas past was gone. The last thing I heard before i passed out was,

“your punishment has only just begun.” his voice echoed and drifted away.

If you enjoyed this check out the haunting Christmas audio! Like this but want something similar check out the Christmas blog written by London!

 
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