Enslavement of my soul Part Two
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Again the dream, sweat rolling down his face, the drugged feeling. The scent still lingering in his memory, the music floating away as the fog lifted from him. His body ached as he pulled himself from the sweat soaked sheets. He flipped the bathroom light switch, light always seemed to ease the feeling slowly away. The ice cold water that he splashed on his face brought clarity to his mind. The dreams were coming more frequent more vivid. After so many years instead of fading, her image became ever stronger to him. Like a painting that you see every day, her face her body now seemed to be etched into his very being! He laid back in the bed, wet and cold from his sweat. He recalled to his memory the night so many years past. Way to much to drink, trying to keep his footing, talking to himself as he made his way home. He had tried to remember what caught his attention first, was it the scent that had drifted and mingled around him, the heavy smell of wet leaves mixed with the earth, at first not pleasing to him, but as it swirled around him it brought to him such erotic feelings as if being caressed by a thousand hands. The music yet not music high on the tree tops, so sensual so light so alluring. Maybe it was the music that made him turn and look, not even sure why it matters, not even sure to this day if what he thinks he saw was really what he saw. The cemetery was dark, the one street lamp casting a dim yellow glow across the headstones. The movement caught his sight, he rubbed his eyes, thinking in his drunken state he had hit the jackpot, two people fucking in the cemetery, maybe not a bad night after all. But as his eyes became accustom to the darkness, something did not seem right, yet he could not look away. Even through the darkness he could see her beauty, Her breast swaying with the rhythmic movements from her naked body. His eyes fixed on her, the breeze catching her hair, the scent drifting from her. The muffled sounds caught his attention, to this day he wished he had not looked. On all fours in front of the mystical creature of beauty, was a man. A man being taken, something in him wanted to move closer, but his legs would not, could not move. The muffled cries as the women drove into him, pushing him forward with each thrust, holding his hips, fucking his ass with such animal power. Throwing her head back with every thrust, her dark hair meeting the arch in her back. She seemed to be in an erotic trance as she moved herself in and out of his body. He could not help the feeling that took over him, his cock becoming harder as he watched the man fall to his elbows from one of her deep thrusts, that is when the chain came into his view, he was not sure if it was attached to something or just wrapped around the mans neck, but when she pulled up on it he watched as the man immediately returned to his hands. With his head pulled back the gag in his mouth came into view. He could not tell if the man was submitting to the ravaging that was being placed on his body or if it was out of his control! That is when her scent engulfed him, no mistaking that smell, but how could he pick up on it from so far away. The smell was the juices from her pussy as she brought herself to orgasm. He could not stop himself the cum from his cock spurted as he watched the man fall to his stomach. And at that very second her eyes locked with his. Now forever with him.
He awoke covered in sweat, knowing what he had to do. He got out of bed and began to dress. His heart beating hard and fast, his palms sweaty, his legs feeling unsteady. The cool crispness of the night air felt good against his skin, the trees almost barren, the ground wet from the fall dew. The moon covered by drifting clouds made the shadows of the night dance as the music lead him towards his destiny. His fear mixed with anticipation, what was his soul leading him to? Would she be waiting,...
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