kenjibound: walnut-bunny:missbunnybun:“Enough is enough”, I thought as I slid my soc
kenjibound: walnut-bunny: missbunnybun: “Enough is enough”, I thought as I slid my socks on. It’s been a week since She found me at that Halloween party and convinced me to come home with her. Sure the sex was great, but I had other things I needed to do. And every time I tried to go the next morning, she kept doing that ‘erotic hypnosis’ thing that got me so… ‘excited’, in the first place, and I just had to stay another day. Clearly I was convincing myself that it would be okay to play this little roleplay because of the sex, but I needed to go back to hard reality of life. For real this time. I walked into her living room and was caught completely off guard when I saw her decorating a tree, in all her soft glory. I couldn’t help but begin to chuckle “What the heck Nicole, don’t tell me I hooked up with one of those ‘Christmas all year’ girls.” I said with a smile, as i began looking for my coat on her coat rack. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she looked at me with a hand full of tinsel. It was only after a minute that a wicked, devilish grin slowly crept across her face. “Oh my god. You’re such a cutie. You woke up again, didn’t you?” “Uhh, yeah, I do every morning. Look, I’ve got to head out. You were alot of fun, and I really want to talk to you again, seriously. But I’ve got to go catch up on work.” “Work isn’t there for you any more, cutie.” She said, inching closer. “Seriously Nicole, I really would love to do the ‘sex slave’ thing for another day, because it’s so fun with you… but the November yearly conference is coming up and I have to make sure I’m ready. My whole career is riding on this.” I said, flatly. I had to be firm with her. This was real life now. “Honey…” She was close now. Close enough to whisper. “It’s December 19th” It took me a moment before I actually understood the words. What was she talking about? Halloween was only a week ago. I looked around in confusion trying to understand. Her calendar had reindeer on it. There was a fire going in her fireplace. The window was white, and crusted with frost. It wasn’t until I saw the television that my shock hit me full force. The morning news was on. The date running across the teleprompter read 12/19 9:13 AM. The bottom of my stomach fell out. My head began to spin, and I felt a cold sweat break out across my face. What on earth was happening…. “Shhhhhhh, shhhh, it’s okay cutie. I’m taking care of you. I know you’re confused, but just look at me. Look at your Nicole. That’s right, keep looking. Look into my eyes.” She put a finger to my clammy lips, and let her silk robe fall open. I looked deep into her eyes, fighting the magnetic pull, trying to tear my gaze downwards. “I want you to relax, listen to my words. Everything is okay. I promise.” I should be screaming. I should be running out into the street and panicking. My life had ended and I didn’t even realize it. What was I going to do? Where was I going to go? Was my apartment even still there? Where were my things? My friends? My books? All the books I wrote? All the diplomas on my wall? What was going to happen to me? All of these thoughts burned through my brain like a race car’s tires, spinning on asphalt. Yet even through all of this, I became calm at her words. “Look at me. Let all the thoughts melt into a nice warm goo. Let all of them slow down and melt until they can’t hurt you any more.” And just like that, all the questions began to melt away. One by one. “That’s a good pet. Look at me. Look at my softness. I know you loooove my softness. Come to me and let me wrap my arms around you.” Of course I loved her softness. That’s why I gave her the time of day at the party, when no one else even remotely interested me. I could feel her breasts press up against me, as she wrapped around me and looked into my eyes. “Goood, let your head sink down” She pressed her palm into the back of my head and guided it down into her cleavage. Into her softness. As my cheek sand into her soft flesh, I heard her whisper again. “I must have made a mistake, I didn’t realize you would wake up without remembering everything. I’ll make sure of two things from here on out. That you’ll remember everything always, so you never feel scared like this again…. and more importantly…” Her lips were right above my ear now. I could feel hew warm breath. “I’ll make sure… you never… wake up.” My knees instantly buckled underneath me, but she was strong enough to hold me up. She was soft, and strong. And beautiful. I tried to moan, tried to mumble. Whatever I tried to say, even I didn’t know what it was at that point. I was in another world. Or maybe, I wasn’t anywhere at all anymore. It’s difficult to tell. “Search your mind. Try to remember what you told me two weeks ago. When we were on the couch, looking at the first snow. Remember for me, and tell me again what you told me…” The images claim in flashes. Little bits and pieces. I could vaguely remember feeling my face in her soft, warm lap. I was laying down on my back, and we were both looking out her bay window at the snow. Maybe we had just got done with another mind blowing session of love making. Maybe we hadn’t started yet. I can’t remember. I remember her hands. Her fingers running through my hair as she whispered nothings to me. My lips moved, on the couch in the past, and here, in the now. “I love you Nicole” “I love you to, pet.” She whispered into my ear. And then everything went dark. please Wow. Just wow. -- source link