Breakdown and subsequent tries didn't kill me, which is a plus.
Joined a fetish group nearby and that fucking truly helped. Like shit tons of help.
Which leads me to Tauren and Gilly. Gilly is a close family friend, and Tauren... Tauren is something else. I would get into Tauren in depth but I am afraid I will miss points in the dream and I don't want to do that.
I stare at the poster in the room and grimace, a spread eagle shot torn from a fading magazine, her fingers inches from her slit. The door opens and Gilly comes thru, boyish smile on his face, "You didn't have to wait too long did you?" I shake my head and smile back, fingers beating rhythm on my knees. This is a mistake, I repeat in my head and lose all conviction when I see his lips.
The dream changes and I am on a boat, with Tauren, watching a shoreline of golden bodies.
"We could have any of them, for the right price," his whisper comes across the slapping of the waves. I turn to him and arch an eyebrow "You really think so?"his Cheshire grin is enough answer. We dock and pay a hairy guy near the port, catching a weird taxi where it's like people carriages. (Wtf brain) After coming thru various streets and shacks where matronly women shoo little ones, we stop at a fairly bright building. Tauren pays the human horse and we go inside, checking in at this insanely gorgeous counter. A few minutes of me staring at stained glass and we are walking up a flight of stairs. Tauren wants me to shower before, and he instructs me on how to behave. I nod. Yes sir.
She's like a snake, smooth and silken and silent. I unravel the sloppy pig tails she is in and braid them back into ropes, hair smelling like coconuts and rice milk. Tauren plays with her hair as I finish on the other side, watching me watching her hair. Strand over strand, hands barely touching her bare back.
He instructs her to get on her knees and I watch idly, laying across the bed, feet in the air, smiling and egging him on. She opens her mouth to scream, and it fades to black,
I'm holding an arm, his arm, to the bed. Ropes burning as they pull thru my fingers. Tying tighter, harder til the struggling beneath me stops. "You going to act right now?" I ask him and he laughs, this nervous titter of a laugh. Tauren pulls at the bindings on his wrists and grunts "I never agreed to be tied up, you gonna eat my liver too?" I shake my head and move down his body, smiling as he goes still, silent. It's almost like a clock just stopping. No prelude, he stops moving and holds his breath. Does the predator know it is prey this time? My fingers linger on his top button. A suck in of air and he's let me know he's still watching. Without hesitation I rake my nails down his sides and pull his jeans off. He kicks a bit, but the ties hold, he's still a captive audience. I run my fingers along length of him and it fades to black again
This time I don't know where I am, only know it is dark and cold. I try to squint to see but my glasses aren't there or I am blinder because I can't tell anything. I run and it hurts, my feet finding each twig, each bump in the ground. I fall after a time and I stare at the sky, blurry and black, moonlight only serving to illuminate the trees ganging on me. No, not trees. People? Ankles are grabbed and I try to scream, to find my mouth is stuffed. Fingers, widening my mouth as a cock is shoved down my throat upside down, my jaw stuck open. Cold hands prying open my orifices and my body is full, there's no escape because up, down, to the side, there are cocks waiting. And I am crying, but it only fuels them to shove harder, to spread me wider. The first one, in my mouth, starts to twitch and I have his seed running out of my nose, coughing, begging. No no no, another one comes and takes his spot and I can't help but wonder if I asked for this.
At some point I woke up and felt myself being wet, I really, truly, hate my brain. More on that at five readers, for right now I think I need a shower.
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