Nancy, Steve and Robin (voyeur)

The red plane began to shift and change around Vecna, pieces of brick and broken timber flying together to assemble back into the Creel House, intact. The only thing out of place was the door, left ajar as the master of the house strode into his domain. Floating behind him and bound so uncomfortably close to her best friend, El’s vision blurred for a moment as she adjusted to the darkness inside the house.

“Your friends await us,” Vecna said over his shoulder. “Though maybe I should not say they are your friends. The girl, Nancy Wheeler, is your boyfriend’s sister, isn’t she? Hmm. I doubt you have ever felt much closeness to her.”

Vecna came to a halt at a narrow, winding staircase. El had a good idea of what was waiting for them at the top. “I want you to see clearly, Eleven. These young people are living in fear just like you are: **** for relief but too afraid to indulge themselves.”

Seething, she could not sit silent any longer. “They are not afraid of that! They are afraid of you. Because you are a monster that hunts and kidnaps people.”

Vecna cocked his head to one side, transforming back into his human form. Like he was still a manipulative orderly, back at the facility. “Maybe at the start. But by the end, the only thing that keeps them imprisoned here is their desires.”

They entered the attic. Inside, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley were all being sexually tormented. Nancy was lying on the dusty wooden floor on her back, a black tentacle pounding back and forth into her. Behind her, Robin and Steve were both in their underwear and on their knees.

Eleven felt an odd feeling in her stomach as she witnessed Robin’s head moving backwards and forwards as the tall girl sucked on another tentacle, the end shaped like a gigantic black cock. Meanwhile, Steve’s back arched as he groaned right next to her, a thin black tentacle blurring as it appeared to vibrate around his covered genitals.

Bewildered, horrified, overwhelmed, Eleven could not have looked away even if she had wanted to. Her eyes went from Nancy’s pale naked skin and jiggling tits, right back to Steve’s sweaty muscles as both teens started to moan almost in unison.

Panting and sweating, there was only one place Steve and Nancy were going. El could see it in their eyes. Her heart went out to Robin, who seemed to be receiving no pleasure as she mechanically rubbed her lips up and down the unnatural black cock in her mouth.

Then even Robin looked up as Steve and Nancy both went silent, then gasped in relief. Eleven was **** to watch as Vecna brought two of her friends to orgasm, right in front of her.

One smirked, sweeping a hand through his hair. “This is just the start of their journey. In this house, free from all the bonds and prudishness of society, they will find out so much about themselves. And each other. They will find freedom.”

“And so will you.”