So Be Good, For Krampus' Sake

*snap*

"Perrrfect. . . " He purred while checking the photo. His sapphire eyes closed fractionally and she could see the muscles of his jaw tightening. Strangely enough, Julia felt a spark of pride as she saw him marveling at her bared chest.

Not-Ben`s eyes swiveled to hers, calmly appraising her.

"I might get in trouble for telling you this. . . but the boss told me that we could reward you for good behavior."

Minute shifts of his jaw and a slight twitch of an eyelid gave Julia the notion that the creature was somehow working its way through a dilemma. Trying to make up its mind.

"Tell you what, Julia. If you promise to be a good girl, I`ll make sure this entire ordeal doesn`t purely revolve around punishment. You get a little pleasure, I get a little pleasure and everybody wins. How`s that sound?"

It might have been the numbing shock of waking up to an intruder or the flicker of arousal she`d felt when he`d admired her, but under the circumstances Julia couldn`t think of another way to improve her situation. She`d might as well take every advantage she could.

She nodded as best she could, the suppressing hand and bunched up sweater restricting her movement.

"Excellent." The grin widened again. "Now, you might feel a little prick."

A slender tendril rose from behind his shoulder, poised like a scorpion`s tail. Julia saw that the needlepointed tip of the appendage glistened with a translucent drop.

Quick as lightning, the stinger shot down, piercing her neck and retracting in the same fluent motion.

Her mouth opened to scream, but what came out was a low moan as Julia felt a rush of warmth spreading throughout her entire body. The small injection mark on her neck pulsed as the epicenter of delicious ripples that washed over her.

"That`s it," Not-Ben said, barely audible as her head filled with tingles. "Relax and enjoy."

He withdrew his hand from her face and for what seemed like the first time in ages Julia drew in a deep breath, closing her eyes and puffing out her chest.

God, that felt really good.

Each inhalation deepened the salacious throbbing that made her rub her thighs together. Julia could feel practically feel the blood pumping through her as her cheeks, chest and inner thighs warmed noticeably.

"Look who`s getting the hang of it." *snap*

She wriggled in the iron grip of the vines around her wrists, trying to hide her face in the pillows cradling her head.

"So cute." *snap* "Let`s see if we can get you to go deeper, shall we?"

§5 -- 01:03 AM

Not-Ben pulled the sweater up over her head, baring her shoulders and neck. Julia let out an involuntary moan as the coarse fabric stimulated her skin in unexpected intensity.

"Oh, fuck." She murmured, while the waves coursing up and down her form began gathering momentum in response to the feeling.

"Good, isn`t it?" the pitch-black creature asked. "Just you wait. . . It gets better."

The weight of him lifted off her hips, leaving her nothing to rub against. Shocked, she realized how much that upset her. She`d been humping against his groin and resented being unable to continue doing so -- what was wrong with her?

Her eyes still closed, she felt his fingers curling around the waistband of her pants.

"No, wait-"

In a quick, savage tug Not-Ben exposed her completely.

The air in the room was slowly warming, on account of the crackling logs, but Julia could feel the nip of the winter chill brushing over her uncovered pussy. That slick bastard had ripped her panties off as well!

She raised her head, looking to where he sat on the foot end of the bed.

The being had her panties bunched up in his hand and was sniffing them in deep gulps, the thin underwear pressed firmly against his face.

"Mmm. . . this scent. . . intoxicating," she heard him mutter, seemingly to himself.

As she watched him drinking in her fragrance she couldn`t help but notice the small beads of moisture budding between her maidenly lips as she rubbed her thighs together. It turned her on to see the being so enraptures with her.

Without turning his head, not-Ben`s attention refixed on her. He inspected every inch of her naked figure, running his gaze up and down.

Julia crossed her knees self-consciously, only to have her legs spread roughly by another set of shadowy vines. He`d splayed her delicate flower wide, giving himself and excellent view of her womanhood.

As he continued to smell her panties, he lifted up her phone. The glossy red case in stark contrast to his sapphire eyes.

*snap* *snap* *snap*

"Oh, my. Ben is going to love these. He`s been fantasizing about you for years. Did you know that?"

"You evil bastard, why are you- Hmpf."

In another dazzling display of speed, the creature had pounced forward, jamming her panties between her teeth as his legs pushed her thighs wider apart.

"Ah, ah, ah. Remember our agreement, Julia. You were going to be a good girl."

Julia disliked how the dry fabric rubbed against her teeth, but didn`t dare contradict him. Worse, as he leaned over her naked body, she`d instinctually tried to bend her legs to pull him closer. The restricting vines were the only reason she couldn`t do so.

He sat up straighter, into a vertical kneeling position, his hands holding either side of her stomach.

"Too bad I can`t play with you for real," he mused, "You would look. . . ravishing." He sighed, clearly dissatisfied with the task. His hands moved slowly up.

Julia gasped for breath -- through the bunched underwear in her mouth. Wherever his skin met hers a trail of lustful fire followed. It felt incredible just to be touched.

On her calves, she could feel ropes spiraling their way to her hips, wrapping themselves around the length of her legs. The vines were enveloping her further. Julia`s entire body arched in a stiff bow, anticipating their arrival.

Their rounded tips reached her pussy at the same time as not-Ben closed his hands around her breasts. The combined sensation released a tide of energy she didn`t know she was holding and, to her shock, she came. . . hard.

Her stomach and back contracted rhythmically as Julia fought to keep from crying out. She tried to twist, but the creature held her firmly, not moving an inch as her womanhood throbbed in amorous delight.

Her nostrils flared, she rasped in ragged breaths, drawing the scent of her panties into her lungs. Her face scrunched up when her body surmounted the peak of her release.

As she rode out the last spasms of her orgasm, she could feel her heart beating wildly underneath not-Ben`s grip. Her stiffened nipples dug into his palms when her stomach muscles lifted her shoulder clean off the mattress.

It was too much.

Usually she`d squirm in pleasure for half a minute, but this climax simply didn`t stop. It remained a dull, deep resonance in the core of her being. Resounding thrums of lust, steadily fed by not-Ben`s hands and vines.

"Is there anything better than watching a beautiful women writhe beneath you?" he asked, tauntingly rhetorical.

His hand cupped and massaged her breasts, describing a tightening spiral as he kneaded her. It almost seemed like he`d intended to milk her.

"I`ve got to say, Julia, I see why Ben thinks of you when he`s stroking his cock."

His thumbs circled over her nubbed areola`s, carefully avoiding her painfully hard nipples. Every so often he brushed against them in a deliberate manner, causing the muscles between her shoulders to quiver.

"Your tits are phenomenal. . . plump and soft, but not too large."

He pinched her nipples between thumb and forefinger, almost managing to draw a squeal from her. His massaging became more frantic as he returned to fondling her full breasts.

On top of that, the vines that remained pressed against her clitoris began to move up and down, alternating their position with one another.

Julia could feel how her swollen clitoris was caressed by the surprisingly soft appendages. The throbbing well of arousal inside her gained another note of pleasure.

Was it her imagination? Or could she really hear her juices covering the vines? She swore she heard the slick noises getting louder.

"No, not too large," the creature said, jiggling her tits. "I bet you don`t even have to wear a bra, do you? These sweater puppies are made to be presented au naturel."

That was actually true. Her unusually perky breasts did wonders for her self-esteem. She especially loved watching herself in the mirror as she straddled the lucky guy she`d taken home for the night.

What the-? Where had that thought come from? She wasn`t supposed to be enjoying this. . . right?

"There," not-Ben said. "I think you might be ready for our piece de resistance."

As abruptly as he`d spoken the words, he withdrew.

Julia felt the absence of his hands and the vines massaging her pussy as a cold whisp across her skin. Nonetheless, she let her eyes flutter shut and tried to grind her thighs together.

No use. The restricting tendrils still held her in place. Arms stretched above her head, legs butterflied open.

*snap* *snap* "Yes, yes, yes! Perfect." *snap* *snap*

Suddenly, in the same business-like manner he`d stopped touching her, Julia felt the rest of the vines loosen, releasing her from the creatures hold. She immediately wrestled her arms free of her sweater, moving one hand between her legs, frantically rubbing her clit. The other slowly pulled her panties out of her mouth.

*snap* "That`s it." *snap* "Get into it." *snap* *snap*

She needed to finish again. She needed to cum.

*snap* Get after it, naughty girl.

Though try as she might, Julia felt the crescendo of orgasm ebbing. She threw her head back in frustration, letting herself sink into the mattress.

She heard a last digital *snap* as she lay there, panting. Her chest heaving with exertion.

"Ben is going to love these," the being chuckled.

He walked around the bed. Julia heard his footsteps clearly. "Well, it`s been fun, Julia, but I really must be going. Buh-bye now. Happy Krampusnacht."

A harsh rasp above her head alarmed Julia.

She turned to face the noise, seeing nothing. The inky figure had simple. . . disappeared. In it`s wake she only saw a raged scratch, running through the first of the diagonal lines on her bedpost.

Was he checking off his visit? Did that mean there were two more to go?

Oh shit, she couldn`t handle any more visitors like this.

Julia slumped back onto the warm covers, dreading the night to come as she tried to get her quickened heartbeat under control.

§6 -- 01:27 AM

After enjoying the afterglow of her ordeal, Julia roused herself. She felt dirty and sweaty. She needed a shower. Luckily, the guesthouse she stayed in held a fully furnished bathroom.

As she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and noticed the crimson shape of her phone lying on the nightstand. Might as well take a look, she thought. Hopefully she`d never run into Ben again.

She swiped the screen to unlock the phone and let out a sigh of relief.

Thank god. . .

Each one of the media files the creature had sent to Ben was accompanied by a tiny picogram of a clock.

They hadn`t been sent!

She checked her network connection and let out an unbelieving snort. For the first time she was thankful for the remote location of her grandmother`s homestead. That could have ended in disaster.

She made sure to delete every single image from the messenger app, but didn`t remove them from her memory card.

The pictures of her, laying splayed and nude, her spread pussy a soaked mess, kind of turned her on.

Julia bit her lower lip, as she scrolled through the library of prime nudes. These would come in handy when she was feeling lonely. She looked great in these.

She locked her phone, this time engaging the passcode, before putting the device down and making her way to the bathroom. While passing the fireplace she gingerly placed another log on the smoldering flames.

She may be blonde, but she did learn, Julia thought dryly.

Strange. . . Was it normal to feel so cheerful after being practically assaulted? Wasn`t she supposed to be horrified? Was there something wrong with her?

Julia pondered her uncommon reaction to the events as she turned on the hot faucet and waited for it to reach the perfect temperature. Hot, near to scalding, without actually feeling unpleasant. The steaming sensation never failed to make her feel clean, something she could definitely use right now.

It must be some side-effect of the venom that she`d been stung with, right? How else could she explain her muted horror?

She stepped over the raised edge of the bathtub, testing the water with her hand before letting if run through her hair. The comforting blanket of warmth washed down her body, helping her shoulders relax as she rolled her neck against the firm pressure of the shower.

Replaying the helpless photoshoot in her mind, Julia couldn`t help but close her eyes and trail her fingertips across the meeting of leg and hip.

Her sex reacted immediately to her intention, moistening her lips as she ran her fingers between them. No way that was natural. Yet, she didn`t withdraw her hand.

Julia`s breathing deepened. It had been so wrong, so dirty, so. . . erotic.

Her free hand massaged her breast, emulating the kneading motion not-Ben had used. She reflexively sucked in her lower lip, letting her eyes fall shut as the deep rumble of desire reignited in her belly.

She barely noticed the sharp hiss of the shower curtain being pulled aside before someone grabbed her by the arm and neck, turning her around and pressing her against the cold bathroom wall.

Julia squealed as the cool surface touched her skin.

"Hello, Julia," breathed a low voice into her ear. "My turn to play."

She felt the chill of the tiles crossing into her as the second unknown intruder pushed her face against them. From the corner of her eye, Julia saw a reflection in the mirror.

For a moment she thought not-Ben had returned, but the equally obsidian colored being had sounded feminine. As soon as that realization crossed her mind, Julia felt sharp nails digging into her nape.

"Just as rounded as he said you`d be," the creature said, running its free hand down to grip her ass.

"Hey! Get your fucking hands of me."

Julia`s entire body was driven against the wall, pushed from behind as the being rammed its hips forward. To her dismay, Julia could feel a thick, familiar shape wedged between her butt cheeks.

Whatever this new intruder was, it had a huge cock.

"Or else what?" the thing hissed into her ear.

With its body fixing her in place, Julia felt a hand cradling her lower stomach, drawing her in closer. The motion itself wasn`t unpleasant, but Julia resented how vulnerable it made her feel.

"I think you misunderstand our roles here, naughty girl."

The being started grinding its hips, sawing the thick shaft up and down between her cheeks. The movement was intensified as it pulled her backwards with the hand on her belly, leaving her no room to escape the dry-humping.

"I`m going to do whatever I want. You are going to take it."

Julia`s arms had been braced against the tile wall, attempting to push off and get free. As the being forced her into the rolling cadence of its thrusts, however, she felt her resolve withering.

"That`s a good girl," the creature cooed, sucking Julia`s earlobe into its mouth.

The warm water running down their bodies deepened the feeling of vulnerability as the creature made sure she knew she wasn`t in charge.

Julia let out an indecent groan, unable to keep it in any longer. She felt the strong hand release her neck and wrap around her throat.

"Such a slut."

She was pulled roughly against the broad chest of her inky assailant. Julia`s back arched as she collided with firm breasts. She could clearly feel diamond-tipped mounds poking her back on either side of her spine.

The confusingly female creature growled and briefly released her belly. Julia felt it repositioning the thick shaft, angling it`s length between her legs, before being once again pulled against her captor.

Naturally, Julia tried to pry the long fingers loose from around her throat, even though they didn`t feel at all unpleasant. The grip wasn`t meant to hurt her -- just to hold her in place. She could feel her jugular pulse beating against the callused palm.

"Such a naughty slut," the being repeated, beginning to drive her cock between Julia`s legs. "Already drenching wet."

"Please." Julia begged, "please stop." She didn`t even know why she said it. Some semblance of reason in the back of her mind told her that this was wrong, but her body craved more. She didn`t want the creature to cease her rough treatment.

"That`s just your pride talking, Julia. Do you really want me to stop?"

Silence.

Only the sound running water disturbed the wet slapping of its pelvis against her ass.

"That`s what I thought."

The hand cradling Julia`s lower stomach firmed as the being began thrusting in earnest. Her legs trembled as she could feel deep-ridged veins gliding between her slick lips and against her already sensitive clit.

A long trail of juice began forming along the being`s girth.

"Did Ruprecht inject you with that venom of his?" the being asked. "Tsk, tsk. . . Curse his soft heart."

Julia heard the words, but struggled to understand their significance as she lost herself in the glorious rush of being manhandled. The bulbous tip of the inky cock popped in and out from between her thighs as she felt the creature`s hips banging against her rear.

She could only imagine how such a gorgeous piece of meat would feel inside her.

However, Julia couldn`t feel the brushing of testicles against her skin. . . Then again, seeing as the obsidian creature seemed molded from subconscious thoughts and regret and shame, the lack of balls was the least concerning element of this encounter.

"Better start now that you haven`t completely soaked me in pussy juice."

The creature switched grips again, holding the back of her neck and pressing her face against the wall once more.

Julia lamented the absence of the thrusting member between her legs, but was glad to feel the creature placing its fingers between her firm cheeks.

Now that she faced the female ruffian, Julia recognized its facial features. The creature resembled a girl she`d been in college with. This didn`t promise to end well.

"Sandra. . .?"

§7 -- 01:44 AM

Just like Ben, her interactions with Sandra hadn`t been kind. In the swimming pool showers, Julia had publicly ridiculed the flat-chested girl for her lack of curves, especially compared to her own full bust. The young woman had been the laughing stock for their entire year after that incident.

"Funny that we should meet in the shower, isn`t it?" Not-Sandra asked, a spark of anger in its emerald eyes. "You treated that girl rather poorly in there."

Julia felt the tip of one of the creature`s fingers prodding her anus. The pad of the fingertip massaged the raised 'O' leisurely. Pulling or pushing the tenuous muscle every so often.

"You have no idea of the fantasies she harbored to get back at you. . . "

The creature momentarily removed the prodding finger, apparently to lick it, as Julia felt a slickness when the digit was promptly returned to its alarming position.

"Time to atone for your behavior, Julia."

Not-Sandra pressed through her halo, sliding its entire finger smoothly into Julia`s virgin ass.

"Aah! God," she gasped.

Though not nearly as painful as she`d feared, her first anal penetration was accompanied by a dull ache. Her sphincter wasn`t accustomed to being stretched like this.