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The Pale Lady, Part 1

Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: grayfoxxxy, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

Even before I open my eyes, I know that something is very, very wrong. I'm somewhere I'm not supposed to be. I should probably be scared. Terrified even. I'm not. After all, this is just a (nightmare) dream, isn't it? And you can't get hurt in your dreams. Right? I'm naked. And I'm not lying in my bed in my room, which is the last place I remember being in. In fact, I'm not lying at all. I'm standing. Or rather hanging. I can feel two metal rings around my wrists. Handcuffs? They are attached to a long chain, which seems to be hanging from the ceiling. And I'm hanging on them. They are keeping me suspended. My body is stretched, and my bare feet are barely touching the ground. I slowly open my eyes. What I see is a large black (void) room. I can't see neither the ceiling nor any of the walls. It seems (endless) pretty damn large. I concentrate on the things I feel: the rings around my wrists are quite tight, and very cold. Colder than they should be. The place I'm in, however, is warm. Even hot. I can feel drops of sweat on my naked skin. The floor beneath my feet is warm too. It feels comfortable. A warm, soft carpet? Something like that, I can't be sure. I can feel it only with the tips of my toes. Most of the room seems empty. And dark. There is only a circle of this white, bright, warm light in the middle of the room, and I'm hanging in the center of it. The light comes from somewhere above my head, but I can't see the source. Whatever it is, it must be hanging high ... above me. The "carpet" beneath my feet looks like some kind of fur. It covers every visible inch of the floor . There are only two objects in the room. The first thing is (Her playground) large, antique bed. It's a beautiful piece of furniture. Just by looking at it, you can almost see the echoes of the things various people were doing in this bed. (Nasty, nasty things. Countless people, over countless years. But always with Her.) The images, the echoes, that appear in my head when I look at the bed make me incredibly aroused, excited. My pussy is dripping wet already. I know, that I'm about to become part of all this. Those things, those pleasures. She is going to show them all to me. Do them all to me. The second thing in this room is (Her throne) a large, antique armchair. It looks extremely elegant and comfy. And of course She is sitting in it. The Pale Lady. I never saw Her before, and yet I know exactly how She will look like, long before I put my eyes on Her. She is beautiful. Actually She is the most beautiful... women? Human being? Being? She is the most beautiful person (???) I ever saw. The most beautiful person I'll ever see. She is a goddess. She is really tall. Her skin is snow white, Her lips are full and crimson red, and Her eyes are as pure, as blue, and as cold as ice. Her hair is long, straight and raven black. Her body has perfect proportions. Perfect, long legs. Perfect flat belly. Perfectly shaped, large, full breasts. Beautiful, dark, almost black in ...