Trapped in the Christmas Cabin (Kindred Tales Spicy Shorts #1) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Novella Tags Authors: Series: Kindred Tales Spicy Shorts Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
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Kelli had always had horribly ticklish feet. When she was a kid her older brother used to sit on her and tickle her feet while she screamed with unhappy laughter, kicking to try and get him off.

That was what the massage felt like—like someone was holding her down and tickling her. A snort of unwelcome laughter burst from her mouth and she twisted involuntarily on the table. At the same time, she squeezed the remote, mashing one of the buttons without knowing which it was.

“You have requested increased intensity,” the robot therapist announced. Suddenly the pinching in her shoulders got harder and she began to feel another sensation too. It felt like someone had grabbed her bra straps in the back and was twisting them, pulling the bra tighter and tighter.

“Hey!” Kelli gasped and wiggled again. Now she felt the tightening sensation in her underpants as well. The thin fabric was beginning to squeeze her waist and she could feel the crotch being drawn up into the crack of her ass as the panties got tighter and tighter.

At first, Kelly couldn’t understand what was happening but then she realized that the massage robot’s long, multi-jointed fingers had gotten twisted in her underclothes. No wonder she’d been told to strip completely—this was the safety hazard he had warned about! But it was too late to realize that now —she was going to get squeezed to death by her own underwear if she didn’t find a way to lower the intensity of the massage.

She tried to bring the remote up to her face, but her shoulders were being pinned back by the ever-tightening bra straps. Frantically, she picked a button and pressed it again.

“You have requested increased intensity,” the robot said again.

“What? No!” Kelli gasped. “No, I didn’t mean to do that!”

“Hey, are you okay over there?” It was Klaus’s voice and he sounded worried.

“Fine—I’m fine,” Kelli lied quickly. She did not want her huge Protector to see her in this humiliating position. She tried to push the button again but the remote had gotten slippery because her hands were sweating. It squirted out from between her fingers, but not before she pressed the button one more time.

“You have requested increased intensity,” the robot repeated for the third time. “Warning—muscle bruising may result at this level of intensity. If you do not wish to increase, please press the red button.”

“I can’t press any button—I lost the remote!” Kelli said, but the robot didn’t seem to hear her.

Desperate to get away, she tried to roll off the table, but the robot’s long fingers were firmly twisted in her bra and panties. Next, she tried to squirm out from under the pinching fingers, but she couldn’t get away. And now the massage was getting really painful.

“Stop—stop it!” she begged the robot. “Can’t you hear me? I lost the remote!” she shouted, giving up on trying to be subtle. “Please—you’re hurting me!”

“All right, that’s enough.” Klaus’s voice was closer now and when she turned her head, she saw him striding across the room. His golden eyes widened when he saw the mess she was in. “What the ever-loving fuck?” he growled. And then he grabbed the robot’s arms and tried to pull it away from her.

“Ouch, that’s not helping!” Kelli moaned. “It’s the fabric—its fingers are twisted in the fabric!”

“Right,” Klaus growled. “Then we have to get you out of these.”

There was a tearing sound and suddenly the painful sensation of fabric cutting into her waist eased abruptly. Her Kindred Protector had literally ripped her panties off! Kelli had fantasized about that, but never in this context.

There was a cool breeze on her ass and pussy, but she barely felt it—she was too busy trying to get out of her bra.

Luckily, Klaus was really strong. He tore the straps right off the bra and then somehow managed to get the back strap open as well. Kelli gasped in relief as the searing pain and constriction in her lungs eased at last.

“Come on, baby—roll towards me,” she heard him say. He was on the right side of the table and the robot massage therapist was on the left. Blindly, she rolled towards the sound of his voice and he caught her and snatched her away from the table.

Cradling her to his broad chest, he looked down at her anxiously.

“Hey, are you all right? The fuck was that thing doing to you?”

“I…I don’t think it meant to hurt me—its fingers just got twisted in my underwear,” Kelli panted. Which made her realize that she was now completely bare. “Oh!” she gasped, and tried to cover herself with her hands. Unfortunately, there was a lot to cover and her hands weren’t that big.

“Don’t worry about it, sunshine—you look beautiful,” Klaus growled. “Right now I just want to get out of this room. Look at that thing—it’s still going.”


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