The Dark
Fingers reached out of the cloaked darkness and pulled on my nipples. They paled in comparison to my ebony flesh. I heard a whisper far off, a moan carried in on the wind although I felt no breeze. Those same fingers pressed into my flesh roughly in ways that hurt and frightened me... "Bitch" someone whispered from far off in my mind, "filthy fucking slut, you are nothing without me" The voice was oddly familiar. The voice of my lover who was sleeping beside me. I tried to startle myself...