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Chapter 7
by xmare
What do you do?
Slam the door shut and think
"Run!" He yells.
Seeing the gloves turn to you startles you. You race back out of the room and slam the door shut behind you. You manage to close it and lock it; just as the door slammed you felt one of them try to grab your hand. You lean your back on the door.
Relieved, you wipe your forehead, but your hand feels odd. You look at your hand and see that it was now gloved. The black silk covered your hand all the way to your upper arm. You look at each other for a moment before you try to grab it and pull it off. It responds by evading your grasp and slapping you gently in the face.
In your disorientation, you barely notice as your arm is **** down to unlock the door and more gloves pull you in. You proudly manage to kick the door closed to make sure none of them could escape, but another glove grabs your ankle and holds it in the air, knocking you off balance for long enough for another glove to slide up your arm.
It puts your leg down gently and you're pulled towards John, who has increase his writhing trying to pull free of the gloves.
To your horror, you watch your own hands move to his cock and start to work it. You fall to your knees and look up at him while your hands are being tugged around by the gloves. "This isn't me, I promise. I'm not doing this!" Your cheeks burn as they **** you to watch yourself jerk your subordinate off gently. Slowly enough, even pausing occasionally, to make sure this isn't over any time soon.
You both pull and squirm from the forces holding you in place but nothing you do can get your hands out of the gloves. Worse still, you feel one of the gloves on your inner thigh, gently rubbing the pantyhose under your dress and lab coat. You can't deny their talent, and as much as you resent your body for starting to enjoy the situation without your permission, you feel arousal building.
It worsens when you feel another silky demon join it, flattening itself to slide up under your dress to your breast and knead it. The cold, silky feeling feels so good on your skin, but the distraction doesn't stop you from trying to wriggle free.
You feel another one trying to squirm its way in so you instinctively try to close your legs and move to a kneeling position, but gloves hold your knees where they are. It drags its fingers up your pantyhose to your waist, where to your surprise it changes direction, trying to slide in. You inhale sharply as this takes an even more unwelcomely intimate turn.
You tense as you feel it make its way past your waistband down into your panties. You try to wriggle your waist and pull away from the gloves, but even with knee mobility, it's too late. The phantom hand is in your panties, moments away from your most intimate area.
Luckily, at this moment, John finally breaks free. He snatches at the glove formerly holding his wrist and catches it, holding it limp in his hand. He starts grabbing at the other one and catches it, causing the one in your panties and the one stroking your thigh to slip out and give chase.
He grabs his pants and runs from the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
"John!" You stand and scream for him, hoping he's coming back. You try to run after him but the gloves have other ideas. Your gloved hands pull backwards to help two more gloves slide your grey museum lab coat off your shoulders and toss it onto the floor.
Your hands pull up as something starts to lift the hem of your dress. Blinded by the fabric, you feel hands caress your body. At least four start sliding into your pantyhose. You can't do anything to fight; as soon as you try, your ankles are held in place.
Suddenly, you hear the sound of the door opening and John yelling a word.
"GHLESMEBEGHY!"
Everything freezes for a moment, before the gloves and my dress drop. There's a small patter as gloves hit the floor one-by-one.
You gather your clothes and rest against a sink, looking away while he puts his clothes on. "Fuck," you mutter to yourself, coming to terms with your day.
You give your body a moment to relax before you decide what to do next.
What's next?
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