Natsuki Hanging の小説・ストーリー

Powerless against his strength, I clawed at him with my free hand, digging my thumbnail into the soft tissue below his jaw. Natasha punched me in the gut. I doubled over, trying to catch my breath. “Remember your place!” He swiftly wrapped a length of rope around my wrists and lifted my arms to a bolt loop on a soffit overhead. With a clip ready, he fastened my arms high above my head. “Tell me what you want,” I said. When Natasha finished locking me in place, he stood back and grinned. “I want you, Ms. Robert.” Hanging from my wrists—a dive in reverse—I balanced on my toes. Natasha traced the barrel of his gun from my belly to my chin.

"Hey Ariana, whats wrong?" I felt a hand on my arm to see that it was Nat trying to get my attention. I think that guy seen it as well because he looked terribly upset that Nat feels he has the right to touch me. Well fuck him, because he has no right to get mad at him having that girl hanging onto him. As my attention went back to Nat that's when I hear an angry growl coming from the back of the room, it was loud enough to even get Nats attention. I decide it be best to talk to him in a link.

I collapse on the pool deck breathing heavily. My lips have pulled into a small O and I can’t feel my hands or feet. I can’t open my eyes. I feel like I could die right now. I just keep laughing over and over again as you both still take turns sucking the last little bit of cum out of my cock. “See now we’ll have to wait for him to fuck us!” Natashia says with a sound of disappointment in her voice, “You’ve finished him off with your mad cock stroking!” “Oh shit he’s young and he’d better still have some more cum inside of him!” Kristine assures Natahsia. “Maybe if we just force him to the task he’ll respond!” Natashia says.

A broken typewriter sat on the desk beside a cracked mirror. Lucas grabbed a flashlight. “We’ll stay here till morning. She can’t reach us without power lines or signals.” Natasha didn’t reply. She was staring at the mirror, her own reflection staring back, trembling, drenched, terrified. But then… her reflection blinked twice. Out of sync. Natasha froze. “Lucas…” He turned, shining the light toward her. “What is it?” The reflection smiled, a cruel, knowing smile, before the mirror shattered into a web of cracks.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to stay together while Natalie leaned closer and placed her ear near the phone so she could listen too. “Do you have anything else to say? I don’t have time to talk to you.” I whispered mockingly, even though my trembling hand exposed my fear. “You’re going to regret this.” He hissed angrily through his teeth. I looked at Natalie, silently asking for help. She gestured for me to hang up on him. I nodded, but before my finger touched the screen, his sharp shout stopped me. “If you hang up... I swear I’ll rip your fingers off.”

Natalia asked. "You didn't tell me." I accused. He shrugged. "You never asked." I glared at him. "But..." "Guys, what is that?" Natalia asked. "What?" I asked her without taking my eyes off Nathaniel. "That thing hanging on the chandelier?" She asked and I raised my head so fast I think I almost broke it. Sure enough, 'that thing' hanging on the chandelier was my bikini top. I felt the color rising to my cheeks and I groaned internally.

No one was trying to step down and surrender from releasing malice until Seiyung began doing some stunt that surprised Minhan. "She's getting serious." Natasha heard what Minhan lowly whispered. "So, she was not that serious earlier...hmm...let's see how much danger I could release." she hummed to herself and she closed her eyes before waving her hand as if she was a conductor in an orchestra. Everyone was confused but they started to feel something was passing around them from the ground up to the walls and the sky. There was indeed something happening and they could not see it. "Shall we dance?" Natasha asked but Seiyung didn't say anything or even moved an inch in her spot.

It bounced on the rocks and rolled down the hill. Hook looked to his side, "Are you all right?" Natasha opened her eyes slowly and looked at her surroundings. She had been clutching her seatbelt and ducked the entire time. She sighed deeply and nodded, "How about you? Hoon," She asked, her hand trembling violently.

This happened several more times, with an occasional harvest of those hanging off twigs, before Tadashi finally asked Naoko. "Do you want to call Doi-kun and Saito-kun over to help us?" "For now, let's keep it between us please?" Naoko did not want to attract any trouble by standing out too much. "Fine by me." As soon as their storage compartment was full, they flew off in high spirits, leaving behind a tree riddled with tiny holes on some of its branches. Suddenly, Tadashi turned around and tackled Naoko's mecha down and pinned her against branch, while exclaiming, "Devourer at 5 o'clock!"

The pattern on his masquerade was moving just like the illusion spiral. He turned his back towards us, spread out his arms and allowed his torso to fall off the railing, while his shoes remained stuck to the balustrade. A few people below him gasped and stepped away as if they were scared he might fall on them. But he remained hung upside down like a bat. “I feel nauseous.” Morana placed her hand on her mouth. “Nox, find that master fast. I don’t want to hang upside down again.”