Chanel Preston’s Nightmare
Chanel Preston sits alone and bored at her desk at school. Soon she drifts off to a fitful sleep, murmuring a familiar rhyme under her breath. “One, two, Freddy’s comin’ for you…” What follows may be dream or may be real, it’s hard to tell. Chanel in a long white dress in a dungeon, lost and confused… Chanel asleep in class, a gloved hand with bladed fingers sliding down her back and up her leg… The Monster himself waving those claws in her face… Bound to a throne, half-naked, forced to suck Freddy’s cock as he laughs at her… the blades running across her neck… Is it real? Nightmare? Who knows really?
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