"There was only one rule: don’t open the door.” Lorna said to Stacey. She continued: "He said it so calmly but firmly. He looked like a strict parent talking to a naughty child. So I just nodded".
Lorna met Faizel at a restaurant she worked at. She attended to him. He seemed smitten as soon as she approached the table and his gaze followed her all over the restaurant. He wasn't friendly and didn't smile. When he left, she noticed he left a message at the back of the bill. It read: Meet me for drinks tonight at The Westin on 54th and Stone. 18:30.
When she arrived at 18:25, he already had a spot in the lounge, with a bottle of Dom chilling in an ice bucket. Being in the industry, she judged him accordingly. He was looking suave in business casual and suddenly she became nervous. Her black maxi slip dress worked well.
Six months later
"So the night is progressing naturally, hot and heavy. I remove his tie. He takes it from me to blindfold me! Then! He leads me to the bedroom. He places me on the edge of the bed. Gently." Stacey is just curled up on the couch, eyes wide open, chewing on her sweater sleeve.
Lorna continues "I asked him for a glass of wine and he said we're not drinking alcohol today. He said it's imperative that I'm in a clear mindset for the activities coming. So I'm thinking... you know... Then he asked me if I'm comfortable and I said yes. I feel this cold, heavy, silk-like rope being pulled across my thighs up over my breasts. My thought was that he wants our first time to be special or something. So I let him take control. In my ear 'hiss'."



Comments (2)
Chills… genuinely terrifying. Good work
Interesting narrative, I’m wondering if the monster here is a specific cryptid or type of monster?