Page 21 of Off the Rails

She brought her hand back to my chin, guiding my face down to hers.

But all I could see was her cloaked face.

“Don’t worry, Trinket. I’ll play nice… tonight.” Blade laughed as she dropped my chin and instead slipped her hand between my legs, replacing her knee with the fevered attention of her fingers.

Another moan passed over my lips. Blade pressed a flat palm into my chest as I started to writhe under her touch. The pressure made my chest hurt, but she held me in place.

Even through the mask, I knew she wasn’t taking her eyes off of my face. She wanted to watch me, wanted to see the panic, the fear, the pleasure.

I felt her fingers slip between my folds as she moved my bikini-cut panties out of her way.

“That’s a perfect toy.” Blade growled as she felt the slickness that had grown.

I wasn’t sure what was happening to me, my entire body betraying everything I’d ever told myself. There wasn’t a chance in hell that I would have let any man touch me like this, to just take me without a fight.

I’d agreed to the Freaks’ rules. And I wasn’t a fucking quitter.

Blade was quick to thrust her fingers into my pussy, plunging them deep inside me as my eyes widened.

She laughed in my face as I took two of them inside me.

I hated not seeing her eyes. I wouldn’t admit how good she felt, the moans gave that away plenty.

But as much as I respected that I’d lost, I wasn’t a fucking pushover.

I lifted my hands to her chest, pushing into her shoulders as I put distance between us for a brief moment. “Take off the mask. My rule.”

Blade’s fingers stopped inside me, a chuckle rising to her throat. Her chest heaved with excitement as she looked me over, considering it.

She didn’t have to, didn’t have to take my request onboard.

After a moment, Blade lifted the mask from her face. Curly blonde hair bounced into place. It was short, but long enough to swing on the top of her head as the mask shifted. Blade dropped the mask to the ground.

Underneath, a chiseled face and glowing green eyes met mine.

In the dark, I tried to memorize her face. She was covered in piercings, a studs on the top and bottom of her eyebrow; a nose bridge piercing, and a vertical labret through her bottom lip. Then there was a septum ring.

There was no denying that Blade was gorgeous. Even the intense piercings and full body tattoos suited her perfectly.

But Blade had given in, which meant she was going to take what she wanted.

Reaching back between my legs, Blade plunged her fingers deeper into my pussy. She was faster now, fevered as she pressed my hips into the wall behind us.

“Fuck.” I groaned, my head rolling back. Now, when I looked down, I was greeted by her piercing green eyes — the need and hunger that she’d tried to conceal under the mask now clear to me.

Much better.

“A wet toy is so much fun to play with.” Blade cackled as she used her free hand to lift my legs.

Off the ground, I wrapped myself around her waist.

She pressed her palm into my lower back, holding me up with one hand while she fucked me with the other.

My hips rocked against her.

“Hold tight, Trinket.” Blade commanded as she pulled her long fingers from my slit and reached for one of the axes on her hips. Slipping them from their sheathes, Blade licked her lips. “The twins want a turn too.”

She didn’t ask questions, didn’t hesitate as she pressed the tip of the wood handle into my soaked center.