روايات وقصص ضمن Twisty The Clown Without Mask

Their alcohol levels were high as well, and Clara was careful to sip at it slowly, although the addictive taste and aroma seduced her to have more. In addition to that, the instructions had stated that everyone was to wear a ball mask, which both the patrons, performers and servers adhered to. She had chosen a black masquerade mask made with flirty lace material to conceal a good part of her face, leaving only her lips and the lower part of her pointed nose bare. Her green eyes shone like those of a cat under the dark lights, attracting different heads which turned to her direction.

Sequel to 'Amidst Chaos' but can be read as a stand-alone also. Happy Reading! I watched the people around me having a good time as I kept chugging on drink after drink to drown my sorrows and pain. It was a little early to be drinking at a bar but I didn't give a shit. I could see people giving me weird stares at my attire. I mean, of course, it wasn't normal to see a guy dressed in a tux at a bar, drinking like a maniac, at this time of the day.

Fingers strapped on an electronic chair. “Light it up.” Siya commands with a sigh to Muzi who has his shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing his tattoos. Muzi was handsome and bulky. He looked intimidating and was resilient and that's why Siya has him as the head of security and also works at the club.

Suddenly a cold chilling voice popped out from nowhere as Oliver with a nylon appeared before them. Feeling a chilling, predatory gaze at him, the young man turned and looked at Oliver with equal arrogance. "Wow, I didn't know she was married. My bad, but, Gotta go then and oh, anytime you feel like cheating on your husband, you can find me in Vanilla Street, house J21." Saying so, the man opened his car door and was about to hop in when he suddenly felt a grip on his hoodie which pulled him back.

I pressed my lips together, feeling four cocks thrust in and out of me, my body jerking up and down, breasts bouncing inside my thin dress, nearly coming out each time. “We’ve got another one for that mouth of yours,” Tyler whispered into my ear, pulling me onto his knee and gently rubbing my clit through the panties with his free hand. “A mask just like ours, except we can fill your throat when you use it until you’re choking on each of us and you have spit running down your pretty little chin and neck in front of everyone.” “You-you do?” I asked breathlessly, glancing at each of the other guys, who nodded in agreement.

There were large containers filled with drinks and there were so many sweets. Clara was so excited and surprised to see Alex in a very different state. His milk face was covered with orange, green and blue colour powder while he was constantly smiling which was a rare sight to see. She wished to take those colors and smash them over his face like all doing. Without any hesitation, she took a handful of red colours and walked towards Alex.

All I know is that I'm scared out of my mind and that I cannot breathe. Before I'm able to take any step closer, Denise is already up on her feet, charging at the clown. The clown doesn't see her coming, and he also doesn't see her kicking him in the crotch. Her entire body is shaking with fear, but I admire her so much. I could not have done what she just did. Almost immediately, the clown from the TV stops laughing, and the lights turn back on. The other girls and I are standing up to shadow Denise. Before we get to do anything, Harry, Dylan, and Daniel are by the side of the clown, helping him up.

She was so depressed by that and decided never to trust a guy. “You both look so good! Have you planned to get laid tonight, huh?” Kelly wiggles her eyebrows teasingly. Chloe is annoyed by the strong wind that makes her hair fall all over her face. “Yeah I wish but I need to get inside before my hair gets all fizzy” Chloe huffs and the two girls laugh. The three make their way inside the main area where the party is held. When they reach the entrance of the hall, taking the low steps down, they find a table where various types of masks are placed.

Three idiots in clown masks, staring at me like I was the prize in some deranged carnival game. Red mask. Blue mask. Yellow mask. Fucking fantastic. Out for ten minutes and I'd been kidnapped by the rainbow alliance of human trafficking. "Uhhhhh, if you have something to say then just say it already," I said, deadpan. "Is this robbery or rape? Or did someone tell you guys to kidnap me for some money?" "This girl is quite brave," Red Clown said, voice too pleased. Blue Clown leaned closer. "We just thought you looked nice and want to have a good time. We're very kind to beautiful women."

Claire jumped in. Claire was already in her mask. She walked over and opened the box in front of me. Inside was a black, filigree, venetian style with rhinestone embellishment mask. It suited my dress and shoes perfectly. Clare held it out to me. I took it and held it up to my face, I wrapped the side around and passed Claire the black silk ribbon. She tied it just under my loose bun to hide the knot and let ribbon flow into my hair. “Perfect,” she exclaimed.