I wake from a nap on Halloween feeling a bit weird. It's normal for me to wake horny. But today I also feel a tension in the air that I've never noticed before. There's a dreamlike haze around everything.
I shake it off and decide to get ready for trick-or-treating. I head to my closet to get the cute new outfit I just bought. Where the hell is it? In its place is a dirty looking tunic and metal restraints. What the fuck is going on?
Whatever. I can roll with it. Maybe I'm still asleep. There's a note with the new costume that says 'Wear this to trick-or- treat.' I'm a bit old for this but figure it's a joke. Let's do this.
I pull the outfit over my head. The fabric is scratchy on my soft skin. I place the neck shackle on. Then I move to each wrist. As they snap shut, a strange feeling comes over me. A bit like panic. It's a costume. Why am I freaking out? I giggle a bit. I can always take them off.
As I try, I realize I can't. I tug on all three repeatedly getting more and more freaked. They won't fucking come off. My panic is interrupted by the ringing of my doorbell. I run to get it hoping whoever it is can help me.
The door opens and I'm looking into a naked chest. I look up to the man's face. It's devoid of any feeling. I'm so creeped out. He grabs my restraint and pulls me out the door. He's leading me to my neighbor's house. Thank god I can get help there.
We reach the door and I ring the bell. It opens but I don't recognize the thing looking back at me. It sure as shit isn't my neighbor. "Trick-or-treat?" I say unsure what's going on.
In front of me stands something with red skin and horns. As it's mouth opens, I notice rows of sharp teeth. They remind me of a shark's mouth. Fuck. I'm in trouble.
"Come slave!" comes a growl from the thing's dangerous mouth. Everything in me tells me to run. It drags me to a room with no furniture. "Kneel!" I immediately drop to my knees. "Stay!" What am I, a fucking dog?
It leaves the room. Now would be the time to run but I can't seem to move from my kneeling position. I look around trying to find a way out. Nope. Nothing.
In walks the red demon-looking thing. It is obviously a male because it has his gigantic red cock in his hand stroking. He walks behind me and continues stroking. I can hear the sound of his hands sliding slowly back and forth. What does he have planned?
After what seems like forever, the demon walks around in front of me. "Open!" he orders. He uses his hand on my jaw, squeezing to make my mouth do as he asks. "Now! You will do well or I promise you your trick." he says with what resembles a smirk.
I open my mouth as wide as I can. His penis is freaking huge. I'm terribly scared I won't be able to do this. He grabs the back of my head and forces my head toward him. His cock fills my mouth. The head is at my throat before I'm ready.