A Brutal Slasher Story - Please Add On To This
You don't want to spend a second more in this accursed place than you have to. Using whatever strength you can, you find a way to lift Bailey up just enough to lift her ankles and the rope binding them past the edge of the meat hook. It's not an easy task, not by any means, especially since she's largely uncooperative, still fighting her own fight.
It's almost enough to make you wish you'd left her up there.
But you do manage to free her from her suspension, but you don't have it in you to keep her up there. Your strength begins to fail, she begins to fall, and with fear that she might kill herself if she falls straight to the ground, you make sure she falls on top of the softest thing nearby to cushion the fall - mostly, you.
What you didn't plan was that she's wind up on top of you in a way that plants her breasts in your face. Not that you're complaining. Mostly.
You can't help but enjoy the sensation you get from the position for a moment, one that's largely quiet as Bailey recovers from having the wind knocked out of her. Once she does, she quickly takes notice of her situation. She do not take kindly to it even faster. A series of angry muffled growls and screams are suddenly pointed in your direction as she acts indignant towards her ongoing situation.
You're pretty sure you don't hear anything from her to indicate she's thankful for you having gotten her down from there.
Which is why you don't make much an effort to hide the way you take advantage of her situation as you get her off of you, stand up, and lift her up over your shoulder - your hands wind up touching her butt, thighs, breasts, and all the other intimate spots by the time you have her lifted up and start carrying her to freedom. Bailey, of course, doesn't take kindly to your rescue, screaming at you all the while, both for your failure to untie her and your decision to take advantage of her helplessness.
You? You don't care. You grip her butt tightly - supposedly as a means of holding her up, though really you're just using it as an excuse to grope her beautiful, finely crafted ass.
Out the cave and up the stairs you go. You've just about made it, when you think you hear something on the other side.
It's almost enough to make you wish you'd left her up there.
But you do manage to free her from her suspension, but you don't have it in you to keep her up there. Your strength begins to fail, she begins to fall, and with fear that she might kill herself if she falls straight to the ground, you make sure she falls on top of the softest thing nearby to cushion the fall - mostly, you.
What you didn't plan was that she's wind up on top of you in a way that plants her breasts in your face. Not that you're complaining. Mostly.
You can't help but enjoy the sensation you get from the position for a moment, one that's largely quiet as Bailey recovers from having the wind knocked out of her. Once she does, she quickly takes notice of her situation. She do not take kindly to it even faster. A series of angry muffled growls and screams are suddenly pointed in your direction as she acts indignant towards her ongoing situation.
You're pretty sure you don't hear anything from her to indicate she's thankful for you having gotten her down from there.
Which is why you don't make much an effort to hide the way you take advantage of her situation as you get her off of you, stand up, and lift her up over your shoulder - your hands wind up touching her butt, thighs, breasts, and all the other intimate spots by the time you have her lifted up and start carrying her to freedom. Bailey, of course, doesn't take kindly to your rescue, screaming at you all the while, both for your failure to untie her and your decision to take advantage of her helplessness.
You? You don't care. You grip her butt tightly - supposedly as a means of holding her up, though really you're just using it as an excuse to grope her beautiful, finely crafted ass.
Out the cave and up the stairs you go. You've just about made it, when you think you hear something on the other side.