She never knew she could run that fast, she was breathing hard, she been running for the last 6 minutes to get away. Nami was split from the rest of the group as soon as the masked killer came rolling through, granted the idea wasn't exactly stupid. Makes it harder to catch them if they are split from each other but it doesn't mean no one still can't get caught some how. She ran into the first room she saw and hid into the closet. Seemed to be the best place to hide when you're running away from a guy in a mask wielding a rather large butcher knife. It was her, two other females and one guy who from what she heard, had a crush on her and planed to ask to be his girlfriend, he was cute and didn't see no harm in taking up on his offer. Though going to a abandoned apartment complex wasn't what you call a good first impression. A loud slam made Nami's heart jump from her chest, she slowly peeked through the crack on the door to see the said masked man. His frame didn't look much, heck she could take him on if not for the fact he had that damn weapon. She saw him look around the room for any sign of her. He looks near the bed, the night stand and the bathroom, she was hoping he give up and leave soon after. He walked back to the center of the room and pause his movement, she then watches him poke his head with his finger a few times before he stopped. What the hell was he doing she was wondering. Then suddenly, as fast as lighting he was in front of the door and ripped the said door off the hinges making the orange hair woman fall on her butt and looks up at the masked man in total shock. She was so shocked she didn't have the voice to even scream. Everything happen so fast, from the hand covering her mouth to the tape being placed on said mouth for her to not scream. He then effortlessly picked her up with one arm and proceed to carry her out the room. This was not good.
It took about 3 minutes to get to this unknown area in the building he dragged (Or rather carry) her to. All the while she had wiggled and wiggled to get free but damn was his grip on her strong. He then walked over to the center of the room and proceed to chain her hands above her head leaving her dangling with the only thing she could move was her legs. She was still struggling to get free somehow and screaming despite them being muffled by the tape covering her mouth. Where was her friends when she need them, hell where was her soon to be maybe "boyfriend" when she need him. All she could do is hang there untill maybe someone will come to recuse her, how long that would take is questionable though. The game plan was to open the main gate to this place and get the hell out, she was in the process in finding what they needed to open said gate till she heard this creep and she been running ever since. She looked at the masked man as he sat there on a stool, leaning forward some and looking directly at her. At least that what Nami assumed he was doing, she couldn't really tell from the mask he had on it was a white mask, almost look like a hockey mask with the only difference it had markings on it and it didn't show much of his through the mask itself, how was he able to get around, let alone chase any of them down was beyond her . Nonetheless she felt like shielding herself from his stare. From all the running and ducking and dodging of this asshole her attire had seen better days, her shirt was ripped slightly above, showing the strap of her bra, she was missing a shoe and long since lost her shades she had. Aside from her black shorts, she wasn't exactly looking pretty or anything of the sort, not that she is worrying over something like that right now. And so there they were one being quiet not by choice and the other simply being quiet. Nami had stopped struggling since the chains was hard to break out of, they weren't too tight to hurt but they were tight enough she couldn't get out of them. There was also the thought of what could she do even if she broke free, he clearly showed he wasn't just freakishly strong but fast as well. Why hasn't he chopped her up yet is still unclear to her. She wondered if he gotten to the others, though there wasn't sign of anything belonging to her friends, whether its a belonging or a body part so maybe they were okay, she hoped so if she wanted to get out of this.
After a little while longer the masked man stood up from his seat and walked over towards her. He stopped in front of her face and look at her. She just gave a glare, refusing to let this man scare her. Then he suddenly place his hand on her hip and pulls her a little close, while using his other hand to run it up slowly across her side a little. Nami let out a gasp cause of his cold hand that was busy traveling up slowly on her bare skin. She then began to struggle but that only made him gripped her tighter as he ran his hand against her skin. He then moved his hand downward, his fingers doing feather touches to her skin. What the hell was this man doing she wasn't sure but she was sure that she was gonna keep struggling till this creep let go of her. After a few seconds of touching he remove his hand off her. Before she could breath a sigh of relief she felt his hand travel down to her bare legs, she again felt that cold hand sending shivers up her spin. He was touching her in such a lewd way and it made Nami felt angry, not just at him but at herself, mostly cause of how the touches was sending shivers, not just from his cold hands ether. She swing her feet hoping to hit him in someway to get him off of her. The man stopped his movements before proceeding walk past her line of sight. Nami was catching her thoughts and reminded herself she needed to get free and get to the others. That was till she felt a pair of hands being placed on her covered breasts. She stiffen from the sudden touch before she felt her breasts being massaged slowly. Nami began letting out slight sounds, though they were mostly muffled thanks to the tape on her mouth. She began to struggle some more against him. She felt the expose strap slide down and he proceed to let free her left breast in the process and went back to massaging her again, one of her breasts being covered while the other was being touched directly. No way, she needed to do something, she did not wanting this to go any further then it was going. She then felt his arm wrap under her breasts while the other hand went downward towards her shorts. Nami's eyes wined some as he started unbuttoning her. She once more was struggling from his grip, but try as she might, he was too strong to get out of his hold. There was nothing she could do as his hand went down into her shorts and began feeling his fingers lightly touched her covered core.
Nami let out a light moan, she felt herself being pressed against his chest as he moved his fingers more against the front of her panties. A part of her wanted to struggle more but there was two reasons why she was against the idea, the first being that her ass was pressed against his front and moving about wouldn't be the best idea, the second reason was unclear even to her, she sure it wasn't cause it felt good, there has to be another reason why she is letting this happen. Granted there wasn't much she could do to begin with but still. She felt his arms under her breasts, felt his fingers messing around against the front of her panties with light touches. This was driving her crazy, mostly cause he was teasing her and not directly touching her, in her mind she did not want that but her body was aching for a direct touch. Maybe he could read minds on top of all the other inhuman stuff he done because she felt his hands go into her panties and began fingering her slightly wet pink lips. She let out a loud noise as she felt his cold fingers touch her wet core, she was tugging at the chains as she felt his fingers slowly going into her depths. She didn't want anymore noises leaking out but the more he touched, the more his grip tighten, she was slowly losing the will to stop herself. His two fingers moved around inside her deeply, she felt them rubbed against her inner walls and felt his fingers curl inside of her, she felt his thumb rubbing against her clit slowly as he was busy fingering her dripping pussy. She let out low moans, tighting her fist. Her eyes, that been closed for the most part open slowly and tries to look behind her. It didn't go unnoticed to her that something hard been pressing against her ass for sometime now. She might be feeling good because of him but she be damn if she make any notice to him and his hard on he was getting it. For now she'll just ravish this feeling till someone come to her rescue. He slowly removes his fingers out of her and lift his hand to show his wet fingers to her. She avert her eyes away from the sight. She hated her body for responding to this creep. Never mind the fact she was moaning and was a little upset that he stopped.
The masked man let his hold of her go walked around her once more to her front, he was once again in her sight. He moved over towards a near by table while unhooking the big butcher knife off his back, he then proceed to use it to slowly push everything off the table, sliding everything on the table all to the left side towards the ground. All she could do was watch as he moved slowly and knocking everything over, the sounds of glass, cans and etc was falling over. She was half hoping someone would hear the noise and come get her but at the same time, maybe this was his plan to lure them to where they were. Other then her there was still three people who maybe still alive that he hasn't even bother to go after. After he was done clearing the table he stabbed the weapon to the ground by the table and turn his way back to her. Once he got to her he looked at her and tilts his head. For the first time since he brought her here she was starting to feel a little scared. She wasn't sure what he was up to. Was he gonna chop her up ? Was he making the noise to get the others to come where they were to get them quicker ? He reach his hand out towards her tape up mouth, looking as if he was gonna remove the said tape till he reached over her head and grabs the extended part of the chain, she looks up and saw him effortlessly broke the chain in half letting her hands fall. She was still tied as he grabbed the remains of the chain. Just how strong was this guy, ripping a door off, breaking a chain with his bare hands. With such strength, she wonders why in the world would he need any kind of weapon. He tug her forward by her chain hands forcing her forward, she then was pushed towards the table by her front, she used her hands to keep herself somewhat steady, it was then she felt him once again pressed behind her back. She stiffen feeling that same hard thing pressed against her behind. She felt his hands placed on her hips gripping them every now and again, his hands was still cold to the touch but she was rather use to his touch after the many touches he done to her to this point. She would had considered struggling and running away, but if she was being honest, that display of strength he showed, on top of the knife not being that far from his reach was the only reasons why she was currently against the idea. She felt him slightly bending her forward, making her bend her hips some. There she was, bent over the table with this masked wearing, knife wilding creep behind her, all the while having his hard thing being pressed against her ass for some time. She then felt him tug at her shorts to pull them downward. While the thought of pulling away was there, she just couldn't get her body to move as he pull her shorts and pink panties down pass her ass, they weren't fully off of her, just below her ass. She felt his thumb moving against her pink lips that was still drenched from earlier, she felt her opening her slightly. She was slightly gripping the table, once again her body was betraying her from his damn touches. his thumb moved up and down against her slit causing her to give a low moan from the touch. That touched disappeared after a moment, she heard some noises but didn't dare turn to look his direction. She then felt something touched her pink folds once again, though this time it didn't felt cold like his hands, it felted warm and wet as well. Had her mind not been foggy at this point from what was happening, she would had figured what it was that was being pressed against her this time, it wasn't till she felt something rather big then before enter her that her eyes began to widen in sudden realization and before she could do anything to stop it, he was fully inside of her. She let out a muffled moan/scream as she sink her nails to the table. He didn't move at first, maybe to give her time to adjust to invading her inner walls. Why didn't she just listen to her gut and ran the hell out of there, but instead she sat there and more or less allowed this to happen. She knew partly why she didn't move, she wanted to see what else he would do to her. There was always the third option to the two she thought up earlier, she simply wanted to block it out of her head.
After sometime he began to move slowly out of her slit slowly. She laid her forehead on the table as she felt him move in and out of in a slow pace. She wanted to keep her moans down, she wanted to keep her damn pride in this, this was not at all consensual, he knows it and she does too. He is forcing himself on her and nothing more and she'll be damn if she stroke his ego by moaning. However the more she felt of him and the more he stretch her out, the more was that being hard to stay true on. He grips her hips as he began to move a little faster inside of her. Despite the muffled sounds that she was holding in, all you could hear was skin slapping and the table creaking as he moved inside of her. She lift herself up some as he pound inside of her, feeling his hard cock rubbing against her inner walls was slowly breaking down the walls she made. It felt so good, too good in fact and like it was stated earlier, she hated her body was betraying her like this. One of his hands moved around and was on the tape on her lips, he slowly moved the tape off her mouth but not at all stopping his movements inside of her. Whatever noise she was trying to suppress with the tape over her mouth was now gone. She let out a breath of air by moaning out as he pound her pussy harder then he was earlier. Damn him, damn him to hell. She felt his fingers against her open mouth, as he slide two of his fingers into her mouth, his fingers moving against her tongue as he thrust deeper and faster inside of her. Nami slowly licked his fingers, his still slight cold finger tips moving along with her tongue. The way he was moving against her, the way she felt his cock go back inside her each time, she felt herself getting wetter by the second each time he moved inside of her, feeling herself tighting around him. She had notice for some time, but he too was holding his moans back as well, aside from a few grunts here and there. This was feeling good for him too it would seem.
"Nami! are you around here!?" They both froze from the shout. Nami knew who that was in an instant. That was her not "boyfriend" that was looking for her. He was outside the room looking for her. "Nami, if you can hear me, please say anything!" She felt the fingers she was just licking removed from her mouth as he stood up some, she then felt him exiting out of her which cause a very low moan from the sudden lost. She looked over her shoulder to see him fixing himself up and grabbing a hold of his large blade. This was her chance, she could get away and yell out, no tape to stop her from screaming for help. Or simply telling him to get out of here because he was here there was alot of options opened here. And so she stood up, with her shorts still barely on her and grabbed the man by the front of his shirt, her hands still tied together by the chains, he stopped his advance and looked down at her. Her hair shadow her eyes as she moved her hands down to his pants and rubbed the front of them, still feeling his hard member. She felt him stiffen some before she undid his pants once more, letting him free and started moving her hands around his still hard wet dick slowly. She heard him grunted some as she gripped onto him but not too hard. She licks her bottom lip as she saw the pre cum seeping through the tip. She got down to her knees and proceed to kiss the tip of his dick before licking his shaft slowly. The masked man placed his hand on the table, long since letting go of the blade he was holding. He was keeping the sound down while looking down at her. She looks back up at him before slowly taking him into her mouth and began sucking him slowly. She placed her tied hands to the ground as she bobbed her head back and forth. As this was happening, the faint sounds of stuff being moved around and doors opening on top of hearing Nami's named being called here and there. Nami had more then enough chances to escape from this man, run out the door, chain hands and shorts barely on her be damn. But instead, the lust and the need to carry on this sinful act was just too amazing to let end. And so there she was sucking the dick of probably the only man that could keep her hostage and use her in anyway he saw fit and she would want everything he do to her and she would be damn if that idiot screaming outside that door was gonna stop that from happening. So if she have to suck this man off while unintentionally keeping the could have been boyfriend alive as well, then so be it. As she was busy sucking off her captor, they both heard the door behind the mask man. "Nami, are you in here ?" The said man could only see the back of the crazed mask man. The masked man turn slowly looking at the intruder as he reach over for the large blade that was on the table. The man screamed before he shut the door and from the sound of it pressed something to it and ran. The mask man heard the running foot steps fade more and more before letting go of the weapon and looked back down at the woman, her eyes closed as she kept sucking him. She didn't pay any mind to whether she was spotted or not. The taste, the musk he was giving off, it was all making her senses and sense of moral fade away. She felt his hand on her hair and was pulled away from his now saliva coated dick with wet pop. She was panting some with drool slightly pouring down from the side of her mouth.
The masked man reached down and grabbed her and set her on the table, he then pulled her over towards the edge of the table and removed her shorts and panties entirely. He spread her legs and he rubbed his now wet cock against her even wetter pussy lips before roughly pushing deep into her. She moans out from the rough thrust, she reached forward to grip his shirt as he thrust deep inside of her. She no longer held her moans back, mostly cause she didn't care who heard, it felt too good to keep her voice down. The masked man made slight moans and grunts as well as he kept Nami's legs open, he then felt her tug his shirt forward, she grabbed a hold of the mask he had on all this time and tug on it before removing it over his head. For the first time they laid eyes on one another, she had many questions, why did he look younger then her, why did he had such an innocent looking face, where he got that scar over his eye. There was alot to ask but instead she simply pulled him forward and kissed him deeply. The once masked man kissed her back deeply, sliding his hands under her ass and thrust deeper into her tight core. Nami wrapped her legs tightly around him and place her chain hands over and around his neck. She wasn't letting him go whether he wanted to or not. All the while she felt him pressing ever so often against her womb and it was driving her slowly over the edge. They pulled away for much needed air before she started attacking his neck with wet kisses. The young man let small moans, he gripped her ass sinking his nails into the skin as he pistol his cock into her. She bit down into his neck as he got rougher with her. Was this some kinda kink Nami was into, or maybe its just she really liked rough sex ? She honestly didn't know but she was too busy enjoying this to really care. The tighter she got the harder he pushed into her, all the while they did nothing but moan despite how loud they were being. At this point, Nami was willing to kill someone herself if someone even dare came in this room looking for her. She let go of his neck, seeing that she did indeed drew blood but she slowly licked it before moving her head to look at him, he was feeling just as good as she was and she enjoy the look of pure lust dripping off him. He place his head against her's as he thrust faster into her, she looked deep into his eyes, he was bout ready to cum and so was she. Everything about this was wrong, this man for the most part chased her down, had her hanging, teasing that lead to fingering her and now his dick was making a hot mess of her. Everything about this was wrong and so she was gonna be sure that it finishes that way. She tighten her hold around his hips while trying to match his thrusts. She felt his thumb caress her button lip before she took it in her mouth and sucked on it. The young man gave a light growl before moving forward and kissing her roughly, that she greedily returned. They moan in each other mouths as they skin slap together faster then before till they both reached their end. She felt his cum shooting into her, she gripped his shirt tightly as well as his hips. She wanted it all in her. After a few more thrusts they pulled away from their hot kiss and instead using their tongue to follow up with. They both was panting rather loudly, she slowly unhook her legs off him as he too let go of her ass and laid his hands on the table. Both doing the best to catch their breaths, they stayed like for a while simply staring at each other. It was then they heard the sound of the main gate from outside opening. Nami still panting looked over the man shoulder and notice there was an escape hatch just sitting there. It would seem they found their way out and she as well could easily escape through that hatch there. She felt him pull out of her slowly and felt his cum ozzing out. She looked down at his member that was still twitching, with a bit of his white stuff on the tip. She move her arms from around his neck and reached down with her finger to rubbed the tip of his dick slowly, she then take that finger that had a little of his semen into her mouth and looked at him with a still lustful gaze. "I'm yours, do what you will with me...Luffy.."
A loud alarm buzzed into Nami's ears that caused her eyes to shot open and sit upright. She looked around her surroundings. She was indeed in her bedroom, she wipe the sweat from her forehead but pause midway, she then look under her sheets before covering herself with pink cheeks. She wetted her bed, though it wasn't she needed to use the bathroom. Place a hand over her face and groan aloud, what the hell was going through her head. How did what look like a nightmare turn into THAT. She heard her phone ringing and looked over at it before quickly picking it up upon who it was.
"Morning Nami, how you sleep ?" It was her boyfriend, still his happy go lucky self as normal.
"Hey Luffy i slept...great you can say." She wasn't exactly sure how to describe how she slept
"That horror game we was playing last night was kinda fun, maybe i should be the killer next time." Upon hearing that she felt a twitch down there before biting down on her bottom lip. "Maybe you could tie me up if you catch me.." She muttered quietly.
"Hmm You said something Nami ?" Luffy asked in a confused tone.
Nami shook her head before clearing her throat "Um nothing, just said that you wouldn't make a good killer anyway, we might escape before you could try to find anyone." Nice cover if she do say so herself.
"Oi! Just you watch, when we do play again, i'm coming after you" She could hear he was pouting on the other end which made her chuckle. "Well you do that but i need to go now, see you soon, love you." She hung up on placed her phone on the nightstand by the bed, she then sigh and ran her hand through her hair. How the hell a game of "Dead by daylight" made her had a wet dream was beyond her. Whats worst was how detailed it all was. It almost as if she had this twisted fantasy hidden away somewhere. As weird as it all was one thing was for sure, she must not under any circumstances tell her boyfriend of that dream. Although she will not be letting him leave her home tonight, who knows, maybe she be doing the tying tonight.
Wonder how many of ya'll played that game, i'm still learning after 4 months of playing it xD Sorry for this being late. Was my birthday last week and i been away. I am now 30 years old. Feel like an old man now lol. Welp, hope you all enjoy your weekend. Till next time ^^