...her dream...

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...slave had a dream of You last night...

...this dream lasted...

.All Night Long.

...slaves form lying in untouched comfort...

...gentle slumber smooth as a breeze...

...softly growling in her tender prowess...

.commanding her dreamscape.

...tender prints obvious to Only Few...

...Scent heightened in her well-trained Journey...

...Sound echoes silently into slaves soul...

...shuddering seems to bring slave fright...

...yet, only shaking off the chill...

...slaves soul scalding the excess...

...It is *her dreamscape*...

.*her sanctuary*.

.Captured.

...slave struggles...

...No longer free form...

.roaming no more.

...fierce, bewildered...

...primal, confused...

.slave is bound.

...tossed into Abyss...

.pleading to Nobody.

...Yet, calling to Only One...

...slaves form Howls...

...slaves soul beckons...

...slaves heart cries out...

...slaves dream...

.Taken.

...without breath...

...locked behind an iron curtain...

.Of Silence.

...slave wakes in cold sweat...

...frantic breathing...

...tight grip to her sheets...

...grateful to feel comfort of her bed...

.slaves sanctuary.

...Darkness...

...Alert...

.Pulse Pounding.

.Deafening.

...drifting into oblivion...

...tense, but grateful...

...slave free falls...

...Believing she is...

.Safe.

...gasping awake...

...struggling...

.Fear.

.Choking. A Hand.

...cannot breathe...

...cannot see...

.Panic.

...Tight Grip...

.A Voice.

.Soothing.

"I am here."

...quickened pulse...

.Bewilderment.

.Struggle.

...Warm finger to slaves lips...

.silencing slave.

...Touch tracing slaves tears...

.soothing slave.

...Fingertips trickle over slaves form...

...like smoke cradling each quiver...

.Fear laced with moans.

...Quick and Fierce Thrust...

...into slaves hidden treasures...

...Consuming her tender folds...

.Deep.

.Harsh.

...Impaling her soul...

...slave groans...

...throat crushed down...

...body lifting high...

...ripping into the soul...

.Consumed.

...Euphoria laced with Fear...

...Fear...

...Becomes...

.Euphoria.

...slaves body lifted...

...drifting from her place of rest...

.Filled Completely.

.soul on Fire.

.Torn open with a Burst.

...slaves eyes catch a glimpse...

.Of You.

...slaves entire being...

.Crushed.

...against the wall...

.Pounding.Taking.

.Commanding.Demanding.

.Devoured.

...soul screaming out...

...body taking in...

.Your Essence.

...quenching slaves thirst...

.Awareness.

...slowly drifting down...

.slipping to the floor.

.You Consume.

.Everything.

...You Are...

.Everything.

.The Awakening.

...slaves eyes flutter open...

...slaves dream...

...within a dream...

.Of You.

...slaves dream...

.Given.

...Becoming...

.Reality.

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2 Comments
duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Troubled Waters...

A nightmare this way comes ~ a look at the humiliation and fright by those held against tneir will. Disturbing...

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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For those not into the scene

A compelling, disquieting look

From a slaves point of view.