1. Seduction Games


    Date: 10/21/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: playsit, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    shadows appeared iridescent as the dim light reflected off their dampened flesh. The forms of odd shaped furniture begin to reveal themselves. A throne maybe, who knows? Everything looks medieval, like this room was used in ancient times to purify evil. The idea of something dreadful happening came to mind and the stranger called out loudly, as if maybe the smaller figure needed help, but its voice dissipated quickly as the darkness sucked it away. Then the figures both turned and stared directly at their visitor, seemingly looked straight into the dark recesses of its mind, for dark is attracted to dark. A loud, whispered voice echoed from the walls, bidding the visitor to come forward as arms opened wide in invitation. A small step was taken, but not as the steps of humans. It was more a soft glide. Thus silently, and with the smoothness of a ballet dancer, did the visitor approach. The more dominant figure was tall with a lean build that reflected the light where muscles rose taught. The less dominant was smaller and the light seemed to absorb into its softness rather than reflect like the other. Their nakedness was now on full display and they were unfazed that a stranger was watching this most erotic display. No, instead it seemed to increase their passion! The soft form looked straight into the stranger and held out a cuffed hand. With a lust-filled whisper, it said, "Come. Join me, little one." The stranger was enticed and reached for the hand. Just before they ...
    touched, it noticed a blonde ponytail, then everything faded away. *** Like a bolt of lightening, Beth sat up from her slumber. Her breathing was fast and her heart pounded hard. Her covers were half-hanging from the bed and half crumpled into a ball. Her nightshirt was twisted and her hair disheveled. She quickly grabbed a now soaked Joubert and realized she just had one hell of a hot dream. With legs still weak from excitement, she slid out of bed to pee. One step into the hallway and she caught the attention of Stacey, who was already sitting at the table drinking her morning coffee. She spoke with a chuckle in her voice and a smile on her face. "Yikes! What the hell happened to you? You look like shit, girl." "Ugh. I had a rough night. I was thinking about the opening," she lied with a straight face, hoping to avoid a long discussion about the meaning of dreams. God, Stacey can be annoying sometimes. "Mmm-hmm, yeah. You don't want to tell your best friend now? That's okay. You know I'll get the truth eventually." She knew this was true, but for now succeeded in avoiding the unavoidable. Shutting the bathroom door, she turned on the cold water and washed her swollen eyes. 'Where the fuck did that dream come from?' she thought to herself. The whole BDSM lifestyle never entered her mind. She considered the entire Dom-sub relationship to be demeaning and barbaric. As she dried off though, she couldn't get the dream out of her mind, which troubled her spirit. *** Dress rehearsal is a ...
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