summerscaptions: As soon as the door closed behind her, everything came back to Claire. Or, well, so
summerscaptions: As soon as the door closed behind her, everything came back to Claire. Or, well, sort of. It was like a fog lifting, but only partly. More like she lit a lantern within the fog - she was still immersed in it, but now she could see a bit better. She could only vaguely remember what she’d just done in that room. It was more of a fading dream than a memory. Images and sensations were all she had - the way her thighs quivered as the man, whoever he was, thrust into her. The sharp sting on her asscheeks as he spanked her, hard, his other hand clutching a fistful of her hair. Looking up at him from her knees. He seemed to tower over her, still fully dressed in his suit, trousers open to allow his cock to loom free over her head. And more than anything, the feeling of need, the hunger. She could still feel it, a bit. Like there was a yawning void inside of her. Like she was a bottomless pit that could never be filled in, but all she knew how to do was try. In the presence of that desire, that lust and want, everything else about her was dwarfed. How could she not debase herself in whatever way he wanted? What else was there? But now, that was fading. She could see, think. She looked around the hall. She had no idea where she was, what she was doing here. The fog that surrounded her was still there, keeping her from quite thinking straight, but she believed it would fade if she left this place. Whatever this place was, she’d be fine if she just got outside. Claire started to walk. Then she saw the door across the hall. She paused. There was someone in that room, she knew. She just knew it. The fog rolled in a bit. There was someone in all of these rooms. The light that allowed her to think seemed to dim a bit. She’d been in so, so many rooms. There were so very many left to visit. And in all of them, there was an opportunity to fill the void inside her. She tried to walk away, she really did. Her resistance didn’t amount to much in the grand scheme of things, but it did exist for a few seconds. The need howled, though, and the fog descended, and it was over. She walked through another door, and into another dream. -- source link