Chapter 121: [121] Kidnapped?!

Eyes fluttered. A soft, heavy groan slipped from parted, slightly dry lips.

“Angh~!”

Her eyelids felt thick, sticky, and impossibly heavy as she struggled to force them open. Her body felt strangely light yet weighed down at the same time

like every muscle had been soaked in warm, thick and sticky oil and then left to melt. Thoughts swirled inside her head like distant, twinkling stars… only to reveal themselves as completely empty and foggy. When she finally managed to lift her lids, the world came in through a hazy, blurry filter. Soft, warm golden light invaded her vision, outlining the large shape of a bed directly in front of her.

She tried to raise her hands to rub the blur away, only to feel them completely restricted. She pulled again, harder but nothing happened .The metal bit gently into her soft wrists. Dropping her gaze, she looked down through the haze and saw her wrists locked tightly to the polished wooden armrests of a heavy chair by thick, cold metallic cuffs.

Shock hit her like a slap across the face. Her mind throbbed. She squeezed her eyes shut hard, then snapped them open again and again until the chemical haze finally cleared.

Both wrists were cuffed. She tried to stand in sudden panic only to feel her ankles locked in place as well. Looking down past her heaving chest, she saw matching thick metallic cuffs binding her bare ankles to the chair legs. Her whole body trembled as a hot and confusedgroan left her throat.

“Wha…? What… Where… How…?”

She had a thousand questions, but a sudden deep, painful, almost sexual groan from directly in front of her snapped her head up.

A completely naked man lay on the large bed.

Her breath caught hard in her throat.

That thick, heavily erected cock looked far too familiar.

“IT’S DADDY’S~??”

Anna’s brain short-circuited. Her pupils shook violently as she stared at her daddy lying completely naked on the pristine white sheets. His strong legs were spread wide open. That thick, heavy, veined cock stood proud and fully hard, the swollen purple head glistening. A single thick, clear bead of precum slowly bubbled from the slit and rolled down the length of his shaft in a long, sensual, shiny trail, leaving a wet path along the underside.

She was tied exactly in the middle of his open legs. The front edge of her chair almost touched the mattress. His bare toes were only inches from her trembling fingers. She could see his eyes shut, both wrists cuffed above his head to the headboard with the same cold metal. His broad, muscular chest rose and fell steadily, still breathing. Soft, hot, needy groans kept leaking from his slightly parted lips as his head shifted restlessly on the pillow. Every small movement made his heavy cock twitch and bob left and right.

“What happened to Daddy? Why is he like this…?” Her voice came out stuttering, thick with disbelief, rising panic, and something darker she refused to name.

Before she could process anything else, another soft, wet groan came from her left.

“Angg~”

She whipped her head sideways so hard her blonde hair whipped across her face.

Kira was bound to an identical heavy chair in the exact same humiliating position with her wrists and ankles locked in with thick metallic cuffs. Her mouth hung open as hot, confused, slightly slutty groans escaped her. Her eyes were fluttering as she slowly woke up.

“Kira… Kira… Wake up… KIRAA!!!” Anna screamed, voice cracking.

The loud, sharp voice finally forced Kira’s eyes open. She looked toward the source of the screaming through still-blurry, heavy-lidded vision.

“Ah… Anna…? What happened? Why are you screaming…? Ah~ my head feels… so heavy… and my body feels… weird…” Her voice was low, dazed, and slightly breathy.

“Kira—! Snap out of it! Look at your hands and legs—!!” Anna barked, thrashing hard against her own restraints, making the chair creak and her soft young breasts bounce under her dress, nipples rubbing across the soft fabric.

Before Kira could even look down, a loud, stunned, almost panicked shout came from the right.

“Ahh~! I… I’m bound?! What happened to me?! Why can’t I move?!”

It was Lara. She sat on Anna’s right, tied in the exact same way, wrists and ankles locked tightly to a matching chair. Her face was pure, carefully performed horror: eyes wide, pupils shaking, body thrashing wildly against the metal cuffs. The motion made her still-sore, spanked ass grind against the seat, sending leftover sparks of pain and forced pleasure up her spine. Her soaked panties were still glued to her puffy pussy lips from earlier.

“Lara—!!”

“Lara—!!”

Two worried voices pulled her out of her rising panic.

“Ah~ Anna… Kira… You’re both here…

Look… I’m tied up… I… I can’t move…” Lara started hyperventilating, chest heaving hard, making her soft breasts rise and fall rapidly.

Anna, afraid Lara would completely lose control yelled quickly,

“Lara, stop! Calm down… We’re here… Look… Me and Kira… even my daddy is here… so just calm down!”

“Ah~!” Lara’s body was still shaking, but when she turned and saw both Anna and Kira with her, she finally managed a shaky, exaggerated breath of relief.

“You both are tied up?!” Kira muttered in genuine disbelief, still half-dazed.

Anna turned sharply toward her and barked, voice sharp, “You yourself are tied up! Why are you shocked about us?!”

“Ah~!” Kira instantly looked down at her own bound body. Her eyes widened to the extreme. She thrashed her soft hands and legs violently against the chair arms and legs, only managing to make the cold metal bite into her tender skin and leave faint red marks.

“What… Why… am I tied up…?” she whispered, voice trembling, a faint wet heat starting to bloom between her legs against her will.

Anna shook her head, blonde hair falling across her face. “I don’t know, but…”

“But…?” both Lara and Kira echoed, leaning forward as much as the cuffs allowed.

They followed Anna’s frozen, wide-eyed line of sight and received the biggest, filthiest shock of their young lives.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa—!!!”

Kira’s entire chair jerked forward as her bare feet slammed hard against the floor in pure panic. Her eyes locked onto the thick, veined cock standing proudly only a few feet away.

“Hiek—!” Lara also yelped, though her reaction was carefully milder and more controlled. For a split second she felt she had given herself away and quickly glanced sideways only to find both Anna and Kira completely focused on the thick, proud, twitching cock that was slowly leaking another thick bead of precum down its length. ⅇ

Her eyebrows twitched seeing their eyes glued to Daniel’s cock, but she quickly forced her expression back into shock and continued her performance.

Kira’s whole face flushed deep, burning crimson. Heat crawled from her suddenly aching cunt up her flat stomach, across her neck, and over her cheeks. It wasn’t entirely her fault. Finding a completely naked middle-aged man lying on his back right in front of her, thick heavy cock standing fully erect and glistening, and that man being her best friend’s daddy… her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest. She stared helplessly at the swollen, bare cockhead.

The thick, shiny droplet of precum slowly rolling down the underside of the shaft made her throat burn dry and flooded her soft mouth with thick, unwanted saliva. Her empty pussy gave a confused, traitorous little throb. Creator name – Lustchild.

“Anna… that’s… that’s… daddy… naked…?” Kira muttered, voice shaky and low.

Anna’s lips twitched hard. A flash of pure possessiveness crossed her face even through the fear.

“Yes. That’s MY daddy… and he is naked.” She corrected Kira sharply, voice tight.

Hearing the correction, Kira burned even hotter with shame. Her thighs pressed together as much as the ankle cuffs allowed, trying to hide the sudden dampness forming in her panties. ℯ𝓵.

Anna was terrified of the situation they had woken up in… but she could not tolerate any more casual sharing of her daddy. She had stayed quiet before out of the need to protect her friend’s respect and dignity. But after Daniel had walked out during dinner, questioning their affection for him, she refused to risk sharing even a single drop of his attention or body. Her daddy was hers alone. The sight of that thick cock, the same one she had secretly dreamed about, sucked on like a dirty bitch standing so hard and exposed that only made the possessive heat in her own cunt worse.

Lara shook her head slightly, still acting shocked, and thought coldly, darkly inside her mind while her own well-used pussy clenched around nothing,

“Anna… let her call him daddy. At least it’s better than what’s coming for you… You have no idea what’s your precious daddy has planned for you….” Kira thought inside her heart.

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