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sweetlilone · 2 years

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Nightmare

Robbie staggered through the woods. His legs were weak, it felt like he was wading through water. He felt drowsy and tired, like he’d been running for hours, but he was still there. The woods weren’t even that big.

He hadn’t been there since he was a kid, despite being just behind his house. He’d walked in trying to take a shortcut to his friend Johnny’s house and got lost. His parents had had to call the police when he didn’t arrive and a search party was sent out for him. They found him after a 3 hour search, but he’d never been back since.

“What the hell am I doing here…” he muttered. His voice sounded strange somehow, but he couldn’t place it. Something else sounded strange, something faint and in the distance. Someone was calling his name.

“Robbie…” he heard it again. It wasn’t a call to someone who’s lost, it was soft and almost song-like, like someone was trying to wake him. He staggered towards it, at least in the general direction of it, it seemed to echo around him in all directions. There was another sound, slightly clearer, a rhythmic, drumming sound of some kind. That’s when he saw her.

She drummed her bladed fingers against a tree, sending a shiver down his spine. Who was she? He couldn’t place her, but…

“Hiii Robbie…” she cooed softly.

She was beautiful, and her voice was sweet, but Robbie was transfixed by the glove. He could hear the tips of the blades digging into the tree from the tap of her fingers. He gulped.

“Who… Who are… you….?” His voice sounded strange, and his brain was cloudy, he had to concentrate just to force the words out.

“You don’t remember?” she smiled slyly. “Aww… Robbie… that hurts. After all we’ve been through. I thought you liked me, then you hated me. You shouldn’t toy with a girl like that…”

Robbie’s eyes widened. “Becky…?”

“There you go… Forgotten about me, did you? Well I remembered you, naughty boy that you are.”

“I… I’m… So…”

“… Sorry? Are you, really? Well that’s a start. But a bit late now, isn’t it? Do you remember how I was treated after your little lies?”

Robbie shuddered.

“Yes, I had quite the reputation. All because a little boy and his friends couldn’t control their urges when spying on me. These small town hicks wanted me on trial for witchcraft. Were you so embarrassed you had to make up stories about me?”

There had been a long standing rumour around town that Becky was a witch. Not an uncommon thing in a small town, the sort of thing that may be said about a young girl that well meaning parents would want their children hanging around. Robbie and a couple of his football teammates failed to heed the warnings, and dared to sneak into her garden and spy on her.

She’d clocked them sneaking around and decided to have some fun with them. She had far more entertaining ways of dealing with them than the authorities would.

So she picked up her tiniest pair of shorts, her favourite book and headed out into the garden. As Robbie and his friends tried to stay hidden, she lay down on the sun lounger and began to read.

Just seeing her in her shorts and tiny top had the guys hard within a minute, and as she pretended to ignore them and read her book, she smirked to herself before slipping a hand into her shorts to start playing with herself.

Robbie also couldn’t help to squeeze his hard cock through his pants. His compatriots did the same. But as Becky began to rub herself more and more vigorously inside her shorts, their enthusiasm got the best of them and they both groaned loudly as the creamed themselves.

Robbie froze in panic as he knew they were busted. Becky put her book down and looked over towards the bushes, not bothering to take her hand out of her shorts. The other two, despite having just shot their loads did not have the same reaction and managed to gather their wits enough to scarper away.

Becky made her way over.

“Come to spy on the witch, huh?” she scoffed at him. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry, but you and your friends came too late; the satanic orgy was on Wednesday.” She smirked cockily at him, “or perhaps you just came way too early for the next one, that would make more sense, given, you know…”

As Robbie gingerly stood up she eyed the bulge in his pants. Clearly he hadn’t shot his load as the other two had, at least, not yet.

“Ooh, but not you I see… well then, as long as you’re here I’m sure we can have a little fun on our own. Shame your friends ran off, I mean, it wouldn’t be an orgy, but I’m sure we could’ve made do.”

Robbie’s jaw dropped. He’d dismissed the rumours about town of an occult orgy out of hand, mostly due to the fact that nothing that interesting ever happened around here. But while he still didn’t know if they were true or not, his thoughts had quickly shifted from if she was going to call the police, to adding another notch on his belt.

But as Becky began to take her shorts off, that thought quickly became too much and before he realised what was happening, he too was shooting a gigantic load into his jeans.

Becky burst out laughing immediately at his humiliation. “Aww… poor baby couldn’t hold it huh?” she sneered, “that is a shame… Now, why don’t you run home to Mommy and explain that you wet your pants. Oh, and I guess it goes without saying, but you’re not invited to the next orgy until you learn to have more control than a toddler.” She blew him a kiss and strutted back into the house victoriously, chuckling to herself at his humiliation.

After Robbie and his friends had been caught heading home in their cum-stained jeans, the rumours only became more prevalent. Becky decided to move away as the locals were not the most tolerant bunch.

So as Robbie stood before her again, he was terrified. He’d not intended it, but had effectively run her out of town. The story was too embarrassing to tell so they completely made up an alternative to try and explain it. The story involved them being tied to an altar, a ritual sacrifice and Becky and her coven dancing around naked to tempt them. Laughable really, but as it turned out, confirmation bias is a powerful thing.

“So then Robbie, I suppose I should come clean with you. You see, the whole ‘witch’ thing is true. We’re not as bad as people think, but we can be pretty vindictive when you piss us off…”

Robbie gulped.

“You see there’s a lot of things I could do to you to try and get you back for what you’ve done, but in the end, it all comes down to this. I think what you did was cowardly and childish. You were scared, you wet your pants, and then you lied about it, and now you have to be punished for it.”

He trembled in fear as she fluttered her fingers with the sharp blades attached, in spite of the fear, perhaps because of the adrenaline he was still rock hard as she slowly walked towards him. He wanted to run, but his legs wouldn’t move.

“Are you scared little boy?” she cooed sweetly yet menacingly, He nodded very slightly. “Why don’t you show me how scared you are…” she smiled.

Robbie felt a warm dampness spreading down his legs. He looked down; he was wetting himself. As the hot feeling spread, Becky continued to advance towards him, fluttering the blades on her fingers.

“Ahh… there we go…” she purred softly, “just as I thought… another little boy who can’t control himself, I hope this will be a lesson to you, Robbie…”

She walked up to him and leaned in towards him, he was still paralysed. She kissed him gently on the cheek and smiled as she whispered, “wake up, baby…”

Robbie jolted as he awoke. He was soaked in sweat and… “Oh… Nooo” he groaned. It wasn’t sweat, he’d pissed the bed.

As he stood up and tried to discard the sheets he saw a flicker of light through the window, there was a fire in the woods.

As he peered out, Becky was sitting up by a small fire.

As he stared out to look closer he heard her voice in his head.

“Morning, baby. Hope you had nice dreams last night, he he he…”

He cringed.

“And when you see your buddies, don’t tell them anything… I don’t want to ruin the surprise.”

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