Dark Angel of Dreams
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Dark Dreams
by The Night Lord
I couldn't let anyone see me; my life would be ruined if people knew whatI was really like. I also couldn't sleep. I would close my eyes and the horsewas always there, waiting for me.
Ever since the agricultural department at school had been donated that stallionI could no longer satisfy my dark urges by looking at pictures or crapy videosfrom the Internet.
Images of women on their haunches, leaning in to taste the forbidden. Tolick and kiss and touch and fondle the horses robust cocks. So many times Ihad imagined myself doing that. I preferred to imagine myself in my schooluniform minus the panties, I would always be kneeling, as if in worship underthe great beast, stretching up to fulfill my desires on the horses massiverod.
I sometimes wonder what I did wrong that led me to where I am. Lying on thefloor in my room masturbating both my holes with homemade dildos, dreamingof horses.
Normally on a night like this I just fucked myself raw for a few hours themcollapsed in exhaustion, but just my luck I had a test tomorrow, an importantone.
In the instant of decision I had shot to my feet, my pleasure forgotten,and began to look through the piles of dirty clothes of my floor for the schooluniform I had worn today.
I had to search for a while to make sure I found my shortest skirt, it thinkI wore it first in grade 6, which was 5 years ago. Checking in the mirror itwas a perfect fit, as in the bottom of my ass was just visible.
While I was putting on a pair of small mostly white socks I had found undermy bed I began a mental checklist.
No panties, check.
Digital camera, check.
Slutty little skirt, check.
Butt plug, check.
High heels, er no check.
I crept out of my bedroom looking for my good going out heels; I had to makesure as hell not to wake my family. After a successful search I celebratedwith a few nips from one of dads bottles of vodka and I slipped out the backdoor into my yard.
I lived close to my school, maybe 10 minutes at a slow walk, but tonightI could risk being seen by someone. It would be a bit odd too see a gorgeousraven haired 17 year old schoolgirl sneaking around at 2 in the morning inthe shortest skirt your likely to ever see.
The cool night breeze caressed me with its chill, and the promise of longoverdue fantasies.
By the time I had reached the school my pussy was dripping. You couldn'tmiss the smell of the Ag department. All the animals and compost and filth.I had to pass it on the way to the rest of the school every morning with myfriends. They would always cover their noses and act like it was a crime toplace the animals in THEIR way. I would pretend the smell offended me and Iwould look at the animals, their long cocks, and dream.
Sometimes in the dream I would be standing naked, except for thigh high latexboots and whip besides one of the animals. It would have once been a goat ora pig but now always the horse.
At my feet would be two of my friends, the clothes torn from their sexy bodiesand their backs marked by my whip. They would look up at me with eyes fullof tears as I placed a boot on one of their backs and forced their head towardsthe animal's dick.
A few well-placed whips and the girls would be reluctantly sucking the beast.In my dream I would play with my clit while I watched them degrade themselves.As I masturbated and my fantasies became darker my body would begin to sproutpiercing all over. My nipples, my pussy lips, my clit, an eyebrow. Daddy wouldnever let me get such things, the hell I coped getting my belly and tonguepierced was more than I figured it would have been. I still remember the feelingof his belt on my rump as he spanked me over his knee like the old fashionedtype he was, never knowing that I was crying tears of pain and joy.
But I'm straying from one fantasy to another now... the story ofmy life. Nothing real just illusion.
In the dream my friends would now begin kissing each other, as if miraculouslydeveloping into lesbians. They would pass a mouth load of piss spunk betweenthem while they caressed each other's bruised and whipped bodies.
Bodies that became works of art. Well-placed bruises, plenty of filthy animalscum and just the right mix of dirt and shit. For all my fetishes I've neverbeen big on shit. As the girls began to climax off one another I would clenchmy fists so hard my nails dug cruelly into my soft white flesh, and as my ownheat rose toys off all sorts could spontaneously invade my private parts, alwaystoo many, too big.
As my hands worked feverishly to bring myself off the sight of one of my'friends' sucking goat cum out of her partners vagina I beat into my friendswith my will and hatred and the cuts on their backs began to run anew and theyscreamed, always they screamed. Not for mercy, or in pain and certainly notin pleasure. They screamed because I made them scream, and I made them screambecause I could!
But tonight I was all-alone. There was no giggly schoolgirl here who wouldpretend to be my friend. Pretend to like me for who I was and all the whiletalking and plotting against me. There was just me my butt plug, a camera anda very lucky horse.
I left the path that continued into the large spread out school and founda hole in the chain link fence guarding the agricultural block. I didn't actuallyfind the hole; well I did but not tonight.
I would pass this damned hole ever morning and every morning I pictured myselfcrawling on my belly through the hole, a hole that could be filled with allsorts of filth if my mind desired. Always my skirt would get tangles and mynakedness would be revealed, revealed to the group of junior boys who wouldbe lucky enough to be passing by. Lucky enough to see the cum dripping frommy pussy and ass, cum I imagined my father had put there.
I'm so fucked up.
Now I was through the hole, not anywhere near as filthy as I could dream.Spying the dark and dull farm-like landscape broken up by tractor and shedand hay bales I imagined I was in wonderland. A land of bright colors and makebelieve where anything could happen.
So I dared to skip through the Ag department at 2 in the morning allowingmy skirt to rise up my legs and wincing at the feel of my plug. I stopped andlaughed with the tractor and I had a fair idea that he knew why I was here.Further into the small farmed that claimed this portion of the school I foundthe animals. Some pigs wallowed in their own filth as I wallowed in my dreams.Why they were wallowing at this time of morning I couldn't say, nor would Iask if they were polite enough to forgo asking why I an extremely attractive,respectably intelligent and well raised girl would be sneaking past there wallowingto see how much horse spunk could swallow.
So I hoped the small fence into the pig realm and danced through his mudas best I could. I begged the swine lord for passage through his lands andhe agreed for the price of a hand job.
The king of pigs sure did like his hand jobs, he also like it when I wouldlie down beside his massive girth and take his royal member into my mouth.We both loved the sound I made as I tried to contain his runny fluids in mymouth, the inevitable gasps as I would fail and my face and breast would bedrenched in his noble sperm, and I think he especially like the way I smelledafter the vile act. I think I most of all liked the way the filth clung tomy delicate milky flesh like a second skin or perhaps the way my hair feltmixed in with the pig realms disgust.
After thanking the pig lord for another marvelous visit, visits that hadbeen growing in regularity I leapt over the fence on the other side of his4 by 6 meter realm, my shoes and feet bore witness to my stint in pig land,also the smell.
Now I could see the horse awake, alert and watching me. Like he had beenawaiting my arrival. Imagining his tall brown frame to be that of my dark andcharming prince I curtsied as best I could in my skintight skirt.
My knees and hands were already covered in muck as I dropped to all fours.When I looked into my princes deep eyes I though I saw distain, or perhapspity. Perhaps he felt I had betrayed him with his swine neighbors or perhapshe deserved better than a slut like me.
A slut. More and more I knew I was a slut. A virgin slut, too afraid to getclose to a boy but more than eager to present herself to an equine prince.If only I could ride his rod in a hammock under his belly. Impossible. Toohard to set up, too painful and even with my constant masturbation I just knewI could never take that cock.
My mouth was a different story. I had given lots of blowjobs, some even topeople. Like the time a boy who shall remain nameless forced my mouth ontohis cock in the back row of a cinema during a movie he dragged me too. He saidI had to do it or he would never love me, at the time that was so fucking importantso I did it. Its not like anyone saw it, if you don't count his two friendswho were sitting next to us. I think the scumbag even made me pay for my ownticket, and ate most of my popcorn while I was retching up with semen in thetoilet while I cried and called a cab.
Still that was probably better than the first time I let boys into my life.I was having a sleepover with some friends, all boys, maybe 5 or 6 of them.My father knew but we were so young only 14 and they were major nerds. Allwe said we were going to do was play video games and my father believed it,he knew most of the boys well. Well perhaps to your surprise all we did wasplay video games until the wee hours on the morning when I, being as they wouldmock 'less hardcore', then fell asleep on the only couch.
I don't know what happened next, we often pranked people who fell asleep.Fingers in water, cream on the hand perhaps a bad artistic rendition of malereproductive organs drawn in permanent pen on a cheek. Maybe its because theboys had been drinking beer provided by the most delinquent of them but theypranked me good.
When I awoke they had all cum on my face and taken numerous pictures. Therewas even pictures of me that clearly displayed me wanking them off onto myface or taking them in my mouth. What friends. When I woke up and their 'prank'had sunk in I hated them forever. I hated them as they forced me to eat allthe cum on my face. I hated them as they forced me to give them blowjobs forreal, my first on man or beast. I hated that the only reason I probably keptmy virginity was one of their parents arriving. Most of all though I will hatethem forever because whenever I see them or think back to that morning I dripwith anticipation for a dark and disturbed future.
But the horse couldn't know that, even princes didn't know everything. SoI whispered a plea of mercy and crawled forward shaking like a crack whoreneeding a fix. I was a whore but this was my fix filthy unthinkable animallove. The horse made more noise than I would have liked and shuffled aroundsome as I presented myself to worship under his enormous dick. Not forgettingto set up my camera I got to work on his long dark shaft.
The feeling of his balls being massages by my hands gave me such a feelingof power. And I only hoped the camera captured my animal lust as I rolled myeyes and licked his penis from tip to base. Not wanting to feel this powerI forced my hands behind my back. If only there was a cruel tyrant to handcuffthem there and force me onto the beasts member. There was only my dreams drivingme on but they had grown for so long now that I was surely there slave.
And so I kneeled there trying to take the horses head into my mouth as myhands worked my fuck spots. My tongue teased the horse's peehole as my handthrust my black butt plug in and out of my petite rear.
The work was getting me hot and I was closer than the horse to release Ifeared. Knowing I didn't deserve any pleasure I forced my hands back to myfront, their new task was to rip open my school shirt in a flurry of buttonsand to begin pinching my nipples.
I had managed to get the cock head into my mouth and now using my whole bodyI worked it further into my, reveling in its smell and taste. Working harderon the important job I surrendered to need and brought forth one of my handsto help me guide the massive dick. My other hand crushed my breasts and twistedtheir nipples with pent up self-hatred as I managed to work the base of myplug further into my ass with the heel of one of my shoes.
I gagged many times and coughed cups of juice all over me but we hadn't evenreached the good parts the prince and I. My efforts finally rewarded a buildup in my lord's penis. It was harder and I knew he was cumming. I opened myeyes wide and with tears in them I stared up at his noble belly as I crushedmy mouth onto his cock and vowed to try and take as much of his semen as possible.My fantasies hadn't truly prepared me for the rush and after a short few mouthfulsof thick-wadded horse goo I was thrown from his cock. He didn't stop his assaultand my bare breasts and face were covered by his flying spunk.
I fell back onto my heels with one hand scraping horse cum into my mouthand another furiously pumping into my cunt and I exploded. Eventually I regaineda sense of where I was and the smell of my nights adventure fouled in my nostrils.I still couldn't drop the guilt I felt after making love.
With genuine tears of self-pity streaming down my cum ruined face I staggeredhome. My shoe betrayed me before I reached the fence and I had to carry theruined footwear as I crawled on my belly through the hole out of wonderland.Now I was filthy, now I was a whore. My breasts and pussy and ass on displayfor all and a bucket off cum dripping slowly down to cover all my shame.
I cried and stumbled my way home. A secret shower and I was asleep, readyfor whatever importantly useless test society wanted the good little girl Iwas to take tomorrow. I knew I wouldn't need tests where I was going pornography,Internet bestiality videos perhaps if I was lucky I would end up some villainsslave.
An exhausted sleep, but one without dreams. When you live yourdreams why dream them.
For school the next day I found my knee length skirt my clean sensible shoesand a new shirt. I know there isn't anything in the school rules about commingto school in a shirt soaked in horse cum, but they wouldn't understand.
I cleaned the cum off my teeth after breakfast and left for school lookingthe proper catholic schoolgirl. I met my friends and I always did and we walkedto school while they would talk about things I couldn't give a fuck about.
The test came; I passed it, stupid multiple-choice tests. And my life wouldgo on.
Except things changed. As I ate with my posh friends a boy walked up to us.A new boy in school. He was quite good looking but wasn't making and friendsyet. He should be too scared to approach a gaggle of gorgeous girls in theirlair.
More surprising than his approach was his target, me. He smiled at the gatheredgirls and knelt next to my ear. My friends didn't hear what he said, but theydid see him slip me a single piece of paper.
They giggled like bitches as my face registered the sort of shock you couldonly be confronted with when confronted by someone who found a tape of yousucking a horse's cock. As the girls prepared this new ammunition in theircold war I discretely looked at the paper. It was a full color picture of melooking like an angel, a dirt covered, tear streaked, horse cum stained angelmasturbating at the base of a steed.
I was up and after the boy forgetting that as usual of late I had neglectedpanties for my less modest home made butt plug. Oh my god had any of my friendsseen?
I searched for the remainder of lunch but I couldn't find the new boy, whosename I couldn't even remember. Crying to death in the girl's bathroom duringthe last class of the day I pulled out the picture of me fully intent on masturbatingto it and I noticed he had left his phone number at the bottom of the picturewith the simple message.
Call me!!!
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She stepped into her spacious bathroom, hearing her heels click on the gleaming marble floor with a delightful echo. The water was gushing out of the glistening taps and just about finished filling the large claw-footed tub that stood out in the centre of the room, dominating. This bathroom, her personal one, was the size of some typical apartments but it suited her perfectly and fit into the scale of her sprawling castle delightfully. The tall, arched windows rose up nine feet above the floor,...
I had a dream about Charlotte the other night. Strange dream. One of those dreams where you wake up, only vaguely remembering the subject of the dream, but not the content… Just enough for you to stare at the ceiling, dazed like, wondering ‘WHY???’ The image I woke up with was of a hospital room. Antiseptic smelling… Machines beeping and twitching and generally doing their hospital machine type thing… Everything cold and clean. I was curled up on the foot of her bed, actually laying across her...
For two entire weeks, you, John Doe, have researched tirelessly on a place that historians and philosophers have secretly called... The Labyrinth. A special location that links the psyche of every living being on Earth. The place where you can traverse in people's dreams and do whatever you've wished. Out of sheer luck, you've managed to find a way to enter this place through your dreams after two whole weeks of trial and error. Giddy at the seams of all the possible things you could accomplish...
FetishSweet Dreams By Maggie O'Malley The young woman raised her head off the chest of her husband. The young man, half asleep, but awake enough to feel his wife slip from his embrace, tried to pull her back into his arms. The wife caught her husband's hand in hers and intertwined her fingers with his lovingly. With her free hand she pushed her long auburn tresses away from her face. Her sparkling green eyes focused their attention toward the bedroom door. "Honey did you hear something?...
Gwendolyn's life changed forever the day she drowned. It was, of course, true that her life had been changing gradually in many ways for some time, as is the natural order of things. From a carefree little girl--who loved nothing more than to sit perched on the knee of her white-haired grandfather, listening with wide-eyed wonder to the fantastic tales the old man told, fables of secretive elves and towering dragons and mischievous fairies, of fair princes and dazzling princesses and heroes...
“I had a dream about you last night” I looked up and across the table into her spectacle framed green eyes. “Really?” She had slightly, although somewhat pleasantly, surprised me with her declaration as she sat down to drink her coffee and light a cigarette. “I hope you enjoyed it” Her eyes twinkled and a lascivious grin spread across her slightly chubby face. “Oh I did, I enjoyed it very much, but I’m not sure about you.” I had not imagined myself being propositioned in such a way...
IntroLately, I have been having these dreams of a beautiful girl that I end up falling in love with. She looks exactly the same in every situation/scenario which I find quite strange. Its only a dream but it feels so real to me at the time. I don’t quite understand why I keep dreaming of her and where she came from. My dreams normally involve people I know or people I see. I have never seen her in real life or in television/movies/social media. It boggles my mind how she keeps coming back to...
Dog Dreams I must tell you about a dream I had last Saturday night. It was very vivid and ?real?, and very horrible. I don’t always remember my dreams, and I wish I didn’t remember this one! Somehow, however I don’t think I will ever forget it. It was SO clear and vivid and I can STILL ?see? every detail in my memory. It seemed so REAL! Please be patient with me on this, I feel I really need to ?get it all out? and you will understand why you are the only one I can tell. Well anyway, I will...
“Hey! Can you hear me?” A mysterious voice calls out. You look around you to see...space? No, you can’t be in space. You remember you were going to sleep right before this. This must be a dream. “Hello?” You call out. “Who’s there? Where am I?” “You’re dreaming. I looked over the world for someone who can fuck sooooo goood. You will work out just fine. Basically, I’m the god of wet dreams — that’s what you humans call it, right?” “Yeah...wait! You’re a god? Ohhhh, I’m just dreaming all of this....
FantasyI woke up with my hand between my thighs, I was very wet, and the memory of my dream was still fresh in my mind. Oh no I couldn't be dreaming of my big brother like that. I quickly got up and had a shower; my dream soon faded to an un-nerving shadow. I dressed and went downstairs for breakfast, my brother; Tom was there already tucking into his egg and soldiers. "Morning," I called out not looking Tom in the eye. I know I haven't seen Tom for months, him being at Uni. but that doesn't...
Introduction: Mark and Mary have cemented their control over America, and Sam is hard at work constructing the Matmown. The Devils Pact by mypenname3000 edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 Chapter Forty-Two: Dreams Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. General Olmoss assassination of Governor Holt, and the subsequent massacre of the Governors supporters, was the first of many atrocities committed by the Tyrants. The fact that they had General Olmos hung does not exculpate the Tyrants...
TV DREAMS i was deep in sleep, enjoying an erotic dream, when i was rudelyawakened by my head being jerked roughly from the pillow. Looking upthrough my sleep-bleared eyes, i make out standing at the foot of mybed a beautiful, powerful woman , wearing patent black boots with veryhigh heels, black PVC miniskirt, and a shiny black mini PVC coat. Shehas clipped my wrists into a pair of handcuffs, and has fastenedaround my neck a thin silver dog collar, studded with jewels, to whichis attached a...
Demon DreamsShe came to me in the night, she was like a dream. Very young and very hot, hardly dressed, with a mischievious smile, I woke up with this fine lady’s hand massaging my junk. I could not believe my eyes, it was like a night terror but I did not feel afraid, just paralyzed. My cock soon started to grow, without a word she took me into her mouth and started to suck the head. After torturing the head of my cock she swallowed it all the way down to my balls. Her tonsils massaged...
In Your Dreams Copyright 2008 by Heather Rose Brown =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Even though the tiny feet on my chest had startled me awake, I managed to control my reaction enough to not frighten my visitor away. I smiled to myself thinking of how one of the squirrels I'd been sketching had been curious enough about the human that had wandered deep into it's woodland home to overcome the fear most wild animals have. There was a light touch on my cheek, then on my closed eyelid. I...
The last time the water bandits had hit Frank Kabrosky and Jose Ferrera's claim, they were unprepared. Five anonymous figures with shiny faceplates, three wicked looking clubs with sharp spikes on the ends, and they had to flee in awkward hopping bounds, to preserve suit integrity, leaving the bandits to transfer six-thousand gallons of water they had toiled the past four months to refine from the unforgiving hard rock extraction mine. There are no guns on the moon. Just five months earlier,...
Dylan Sweet - Sweet Dreams by Spanky de Bautumn With apologies to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. My name is Dr. James Watson, I am an OBGYN by profession, but with all the cutbacks in Planned Parenthood, I find myself with more time on my hands than I prefer. As such, I find myself visiting with my neighbor Mr. Dylan Sweet, almost on a daily basis. Sweet is one of those unique individuals with an analytical mind of such wonder...
Chapter 2 Anthony ran through the dimly lit forest in pursuit of the small black wolf barely any bigger than a pup. It raced ahead of him leaping fallen trees and dodging shrubs at top speed. He ran after it mimicking the furry beast's movements and the forest blurred by. He was running so fast unable see his surroundings and completely focused on his target. Suddenly he burst from the tree line he...
https://youtu.be/t7Ixd_KE_10 shows injectable medical computers are here already. Chips just keep getting smaller year to year and soon, computers smaller than human blood cells will be state of the art. Imagine, not a Star Trek Borg society, but immortal forever young and healthy humans, thanks to their resident nano computer doctor chips making rounds in their veins! Now imagine, the hidden, uninitiated, rarely unlocked capabilities of human brains once they’re triggered, booted up and...
100% fiction! Mike paced the living room of his parent’s suburban home. His eyes were glued to the clock hanging by the door. It was ten past eleven. Briana’s curfew was 11 pm. What the hell was she doing out this late? Mike knew the answer but he refused to believe it. Briana was a sweet, innocent angel. She would never let some boy coax her into sex on the third date. As the minutes ticked by, Mike became more doubtful of his conviction. How could she? Mike thought. How could his perfect...
IncestDid you ever have that dream.... where you're in school, at the park, in a mall, at the beach... somewhere very public and you for the strangest reason, you get the urge to look down. Now, you know nothing is wrong. Why should it be? But for the life of you you can't help but look down to see.....YOU'RE NAKED! Everyone laughs, points, stares. And then you wake up......usually. Three beautiful high school seniors were haunted by dreams just like this. Alex, a brunette, had nightmares almost...
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