1. The Oculus Mirror


    Date: 2/14/2016, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female solo, Female/Female, Horror, Author: pablopepperoni, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    The Oculus Mirror Def: Oculus Mirror – a mirror in which the more you look at it the more you see your evil reflection. Prologue: The old man walked along the side walk slowly. His cane helped him along so he wouldn't stumble. Soon he came to a row of shops and entered the one with the sign 'Antiques' hanging above the door. Walking into the room he took a look around and noticed something amiss. The clerk came out of the back room and spied the old man and said, “Hello Herr Brunner, how was your lunch?” “Where is the mirror?” The old man asked pointing with the tip of his cane to a space against the back wall where it used to stand covered up. “I sold it Herr Brunner.” The clerk replied happily. “What? You sold it?” The old man asked in astonishment. “I would never have sold it!” “But, I got an excellent price for it, Herr Brunner.” “To whom did you sell it? We must try and get it back!” “To a young lady, sir.... She gave a parley some for it. All in cash too.” “Did you get her name? Her address?” “No sir. Why? What is wrong?” “You don't understand Roger, that mirror...it is evil.” The old man said just before he collapsed to the ground. Chapter One Hanna Penny made her living, a very successful living writing romance novels under the nom de plume of Genevieve Jones. A mousy, quiet type of girl in real life who's novels showed the reader heroines that had a deep inner strength to bring them through trials of conflict, failed and successful romances. Her success allowed her ...
    to live better than average acquiring a Victorian style home in the country and to fill it with antique furniture. Her latest acquisition, a 17th century mirror which she immediately hung in her bedroom thinking to use it as a dressing mirror. After some struggle, Hanna was able to hang the mirror right where she wanted in the bedroom across from where her own bed sat. It was beautifully ornate wood framed mirror with hand carving all around. Standing there looking at the mirror itself, she began to look at her reflection. She saw herself as she did always; Standing 5'2” in her stocking feet. She had a shapely body measuring 34-28-32. Her ample breast always looked large on her small frame. Her dark brown hair she wore lose fell down along her shoulders to the length of mid-back. Her face was covered with black framed glasses which gave her a nerdy look. Nothing like the women portrayed in her novels. Actually quite the opposite, shy and soft spoken if not a bit submissive. Looking into the mirror, her image seamed to shimmy, if just for a second. She rubbed her eyes. She must be tired she thought and decided to go to bed. Though the hour was not late she wanted to get up early and get a start on writing her next novel. That night she slept. Not a restful sleep, but one with strange dreams making her toss and turn most of the night. Awaking in the morning, she knew she was still tired and knew she had these strange dreams but could not remember any of them. She moved across ...
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