Following Her Dream Ch. 11

Violet lay in bed, staring up at her ceiling. Her arm was trapped under the sleeping body of Snow, itself having fallen asleep. She had been up for awhile by now, but dared not move her arm lest she disturb Snow. She turned her head to watch her lover, admiring her peaceful beauty.

Rachel shifted in her sleep at the foot of the bed. She bumped Snow's leg in the process before settling down in a new position, quietly snoring away. A small amount of drool escaped her mouth, darkening the sheets.

Snow opened her eyes, smiling when she noticed Violet. She stretched, letting out an extended yawn as Violet reclaimed her arm.

Violet recoiled. "Whew, your breath stinks," she proclaimed.

Snow nudged Violet on the shoulder at the insult, grazing Violet's wrist in the process. She saw Violet wince at the contact. Realizing what happened, Snow grabbed Violet's arm with utmost care, pulling it close to her and placing the most delicate of kisses against the back of Violet's hand. "Does that make it feel better?" she asked.

"Not really," Violet answered, doing her best not to flinch from the intense tingling. When Snow began to pout, she followed up by saying, "But I don't want you to stop."

She did her best to endure the prickling sensations awakened by Snow's touch as she resumed her care. When it abated, Violet reached over to caress Snow's cheek before grabbing her neck and pulling her in for a kiss.

Breaking away, Violet grimaced. "Yeah, you definitely need to brush."

Snow slapped at Violet's arm.

"Sorry love, it's already gone. Slap me again, though, and I'll make sure you pay for it later," Violet threatened with a grin.

"Is that a promise?" Snow asked, her eyes full of defiance. She moved to strike Violet again.

Violet caught Snow by the wrist before it connected, squeezing just enough to not hurt. She forced Snow's hand downwards, pressing it against her sex. "Of course," she responded. She purred as she felt Snow wiggle her fingers against her lips.

"Good morning," Rachel said as she sat up in bed, staring at Violet with adoration.

Violet frowned at being interrupted. She wanted some alone time with her girlfriend. "You hungry?" she asked Snow.

"I could eat," she responded.

Violet turned to Rachel. "Rachel, go get Janet. I want both of you to fix breakfast for us all. Make whatever."

"Yes, Violet," Rachel said as she leapt off the bed and padded across the room. She was still naked as she roused Janet from her slumber on the couch, ready to convey Violet's wishes to her friend.

"She really is something," Snow said, grabbing Violet's attention. "How did you even meet her?"

"Let's just say she helped me with the device." Violet looked away from Snow's eyes, hoping the topic would be left at that.

"So," Snow began, "what's on the schedule for today?"

"Well, for starters, we can get some food, and then perhaps the two of us can have a nice. Long. Shower. Together," she said, walking two fingers up Snow's chest in time with her words.

She rolled over to sit atop Snow, her arms pressed against the pillow right beside Snow's head, locked at the elbows as she loomed over her lover. "When that's all done, when we're all nice and clean, I propose we get ourselves dirty again, with a little help from the device." She grinned at Snow, reaching down to play with her nipples, causing bumps to form around them as Snow mewled.

"What other sorts of things can we do with it?" Snow questioned with intrigue.

"Like I said, anything you can imagine. With it, I can make you think anything I want, make you become anything I want. As far as I can tell, the possibilities are endless." She lowered herself, pressing against Snow and wrapping her arms around her. "So, who would you like to be today? Better yet, why don't you think of something the four of us can do?"

Snow closed her eyes as she accepted Violet's embrace, moaning as Violet began nibbling at her neck. "Let's see," she said, trying not to get distracted by Violet's knowing touches. It wasn't easy. "How about... we make you think you're a dominatrix, and the rest of us are your new slaves in need of training. We could try to resist. It'd be your job to put us in our place, and we'd enjoy every minute of it."

Snow could feel the heat building within her at her own idea. It didn't help that Violet was simultaneously working her up in just the right way as well.

At least... she had been.

Snow opened her eyes when she realized Violet had stopped moving, only to see the frown on Violet's face as she looked to the side.

"What's wrong?" Snow asked. "Is that... not creative enough? Sorry, I don't have the greatest imagination." She looked hurt, having not meant to disappoint Violet.

"We won't be using the device on me," Violet informed her. She sat back, her eyes downcast.

Snow found some relief knowing that it wasn't because of her idea, yet still none the less concerned for Violet's sudden change in behavior. "Why not? It's fun, I can assure you."

"I just... it's just my choice, that's all."

Snow began rubbing Violet's thigh, her eyes twinkling. "C'mon, Vi. It can make you feel so much better, I promise. The orgasms I used to have don't even come close to the ones from last night." Catching herself, she added, "Not that the orgasms you gave me before weren't great, of course." She reached up, attempting to pull Violet closer and trying to entice her to give in. "With the device, it's just a whole new level. Trust me, you'll-"

"I said NO!" Violet shouted, facing Snow with anger.

Snow jumped at the reaction, her eyes wide. "Okay," she breathed. "Touchy subject..." She began to feel trapped on the bed as she wrapped her arms around her own stomach.

Violet let out a sigh. "Sorry, love. I just... let's just think of something to do that doesn't involve it being used on me." When Snow didn't respond, she climbed off of her and lay on the bed, her back to Snow. "I'm sorry," she said once again.

After a moment of silence, Snow reached her hand over Violet's stomach, slinking closer to her. "It's okay, I'll think of something else." She felt Violet grab her hand and give a gentle squeeze.

Comforted by the warmth of Violet against her, the feel of Violet's side as it moved her arm up and down with her breathing, Snow began picking her brain for ideas. Before long, a grin formed on her face. "Actually, I think I have another one." She leaned into Violet's ear, whispering her plan.

When Snow was done, Violet chuckled softly to herself. "I thought you said you didn't have a good imagination." She rolled over. "Sounds like fun." As she stared into Snow's eyes, her mind worked out how to make Snow's idea a reality.

While Violet was lost in thought, Snow opened her mouth and forced out a puff of pungent breath towards her face. She smiled wickedly as Violet snapped back to reality, recoiling from the attack.

Violet lunged at Snow, clapping her hand over Snow's mouth and pinning her to the bed.

Snow swatted at Violet's ass, her eyes daring her to continue. Her squealing laugh was muffled as it tried to proclaim her desires.

"Keep it up, and we'll never leave the bed today," Violet warned. Even she was aware it wasn't a convincing threat.

Violet removed her hand from Snow's lips. As she leaned in to kiss Snow, the fire alarm went off, startling them both. From the kitchen, they heard Rachel call out, "Violet, breakfast is ready. Janet burned the french toast!"

Snow giggled.

Violet gave a look of annoyance at the interruption. She contemplated ignoring it, but the thought of cold food had her deciding otherwise. "Well, let's eat what we can, and then get you and the others ready for today's adventure." With a parting kiss, Violet got up and left the room, Snow following behind with giddy delight.

***

"So... we're playing a game of tag?" Snow asked, confused as to why they were in the middle of the woods. The trees were not particularly dense, but it was still a section of the park that people almost never went to. It wasn't quite the setting she anticipated, at least not for the sorts of activities Violet seemed to be implying.

Violet grinned back at her, proud that she had the foresight to make Snow forget about her own plan. It wouldn't be as fun if she knew what was going on.

"Something like that," Violet said, teasing Snow with the mystery of the event. "Let's just say your goal is to be the last one tagged, and the winner will get a special prize."

"What's the prize?" asked Janet, unsure if she even wanted to know the answer. For the first time since being put under, Violet had allowed her out of her mindless obedience. She shifted on her feet, wary of what might be in store.

"Well, whoever is tagged last gets to eat me out." Violet responded as if it was a desirable reward for Janet. As Violet expected, Rachel was more than exuberant at the prospect.

"Why would I want that?" Janet stared at Violet with disgust. Part of her would have preferred if she had just been left without her thoughts. She shook her head, disappointed that the alternative somehow seemed better.

"Just play the game, Janet, and play to win," Violet said in a stern voice, wanting to get underway with the day's event.

"Yes, Violet," Janet intoned, her expression going slack. She folded her arms with a huff, realizing she had no choice but to participate. She still had to obey Violet's commands, after all.

Snow looked at Janet, curious as to why she seemed to be against the game. She had only seen the girl be silent and completely obedient until now. Her thoughts were interrupted as Violet continued speaking.

"Now, here are the rules. You can't leave the woods. If anyone sees you, you will act normal until they pass. Anyone I tag will be consumed by lust. The only way to relieve the lust - temporarily, mind you - is by tagging someone else and bringing them to orgasm. They will then feel the same effects. Once everyone has been tagged, the game is over."

Janet squirmed some more but remained silent.

"Well, this should be easy," Rachel stated as she began warming up. Bending at her waist until her arms ran parallel with her outstretched leg, she flaunted her flexibility. "I'll be sure to win, Violet. That reward is as good as mine."

Snow let out a hearty laugh. "Yeah, I don't know if this is such a good idea for you, Violet. I don't know about Janet here, but you're not exactly the fit type. Against the three of us, I think we'll be out here until the sun sets before you manage to catch anyone."

"Maybe," Violet said with a shrug, "we'll see."

As Rachel moved to her other leg, Violet reached her hand out and clapped it firmly on her shoulder. She watched the horrific expression on the others with amusement as they all turned to see Rachel's reaction.

Rachel craned her head upward in shock. "Hey, wait! We haven't even started yet! That's chea-"

Her voice cut off as she stood up straight, staring blankly ahead. A moan escaped her lips as the others watched on. Her legs buckled, giving out as she dropped to her knees. Her hand shot down her leggings, quickly rubbing at herself, but it did nothing to satiate her.

With a wicked grin, Violet warned the others, "You might want to get going, before she notices you."

Snow and Janet both glanced at each other. Taking the initiative, Snow took off running full speed deeper into the woods. With one last furtive glance at Rachel, Janet chased after her.

Violet approached the masturbating girl, kneeling down and holding her by the chin. She angled Rachel's head upwards so she could stare into her hungry eyes. "Just a moment, my pet. I'm sorry to take away your chance at victory like this, but it was necessary. I'll be sure to make it up to you some other time, okay?"

Rachel gave no response, and Violet wondered if the girl could even understand her. Instead, all she was doing was shoving her fingers into her pussy, panting with animalistic need. Violet looked up, still cradling Rachel's head, as she watched the other two make their escape. As soon as they were out of sight, she was ready to set Rachel loose. "Cum for me, and then go get them, my pet."

Rachel's throat gurgled as the orgasm rippled through her. Without even waiting for it to subside, she glanced in the direction her prey had gone. Scrambling to her feet, she bolted after them, stumbling a few times as her body continued to convulse from pleasure.

Violet followed at her own leisurely pace, eager to see the results of Snow's game.

***

"Snow, I'm not as fast as you, wait up!" Janet called out, already starting to feel out of breath.

"Hell no!" Snow called over her shoulder. "Stop following me, it's better if we split up!" She kept glancing around, looking for a place to hide. As soon as she felt she was out of sight, she had changed course, hoping to throw Rachel off her trail. She wasn't sure if she could compete with Rachel through speed alone.

Janet was falling behind, her heart pounding in her chest. She had to slow down, already feeling like she was going to lose. If not for Violet's command to try to win, she would have just sat down right there and waited for her inevitable demise. She hated these kinds of games, and as much as she wished she could throw in the towel, her body wouldn't let her.

Still, she needed to catch her breath. She paused for a minute, her hands on her knees as she gasped for air. Before long, she felt an impulsive urge to keep moving that seemed to permeate her mind. She glanced up, ready to continue along, when she saw Snow a short distance ahead of her, also standing still.

Janet jogged at a more maintainable pace until she caught up with Snow. She leaned against a nearby tree, glad that Snow finally decided to listen. "Thanks for waiting," she gasped out.

"I wasn't waiting, I just can't go forward," Snow corrected. She stared at the trees ahead of her as she willed herself to take another step, but her body wouldn't listen.

Finally calming down, Janet took in her surroundings. She noticed a break in the trees in the distance. "We must be near the edge. Violet said we couldn't leave the woods. Which way should we go?"

Snow clicked her tongue, glancing to both sides, trying to decide. She supposed it didn't actually matter. With a tentative step, she tried going left, glad that the barrier didn't seem to affect her in that direction. "I'm going this way, you go the other."

Before either of them could make any progress, they heard the snapping of a stick from behind.

Snow turned, seeing Rachel barreling after them. "Christ, she's fast!"

Janet watched in horror as her friend approached. There was no way she would be able to outrun her, even with her breathing now settled. She had to think of something, and quick.

The sound of movement to her side caught her attention as Snow zoomed off. With a snap decision, Janet followed after her, determined to win by any means necessary.

With a burst of adrenaline, she managed to catch up to Snow. Reaching out, Janet grabbed her by the collar and pulled with all her strength, the material ripping in the process. It was enough to slow her down, as Snow shouted a word at her that she didn't recognize. With Snow by her side, Janet kicked at her feet, causing the girl to stumble and fall to the ground.

Janet raced off ahead, guilty at what she had done, but convinced of her victory. "I'm sorry!" she called out behind her, weaving through the trees. "I'll pay for your shir-"

Janet let out a shriek as her foot caught on a root that snaked it's way above the soil. She took a few erratic steps forward, her arms flailing, before losing her balance, crashing down with a tumble.

She looked up just in time to see Snow soaring over her with a mighty leap.

Snow was able to rebound from her fall quickly, for once thankful for the gymnastics class her parents forced on her as a child. "I forgive you!" Snow hollered while laughing.

Disoriented, Janet tried to prop herself up. Before she could even contemplate her predicament, she felt Rachel's body pounce on her. In one fluid motion, Rachel had already pulled her pants down to her knees. "Rachel! Stop! Ple-" was all she managed to get out before the hazy lust hit her.

Snow could hear Janet's screaming orgasm despite how far she had made it since she fell. She used it as motivation to gain more distance before the two began their hunt again. She realized that if she gave up now, she would still be the winner, but there was a certain thrill in trying to survive as long as possible.

With that in mind, she continued on. She scanned her surroundings, her head bouncing left and right, looking for somewhere to duck behind, but the trees were too thin, the ground too flat.

Her endurance was reaching its limits. She could feel the beginnings of a stitch in her side. She had tried changing directions so many times, she had lost any semblance of her orientation. By now, she figured it was sheer luck she hadn't accidentally doubled back towards her pursuers.

Some voices off to the right caught Snow's attention. She slowed down to a brisk walk, realizing they were just pedestrians. She cursed to herself, frustrated that she couldn't run with them in sight. When they turned to look at her, she gave a polite wave with a nervous smile.

Snow kept eyeing them, going so far as to walk backwards as she did so. She occasionally glanced around, wary of where Rachel might be. She gave no concern over Janet or Violet finding her. She knew she could still run laps around those two, if needed. Rachel was the only real threat she had.

At last the couple had gone out of sight, and Snow knew she could run again. When she turned around, she saw the most beautiful thing ever.

A large tree, easily three times the diameter of any she had seen so far, was a good hundred yards ahead. The tree was dead and fallen, though the stump still towered above her. From this distance she could tell it was hollow.

Letting adrenaline take hold, she made a beeline for the sanctuary. It was the perfect place to hide, she was certain she would survive the game. Just a few more seconds and she'd be set.

Her heart sank as she saw Janet round the tree, looking every which way, searching for her. Snow slowed to a halt. With nothing to hide herself behind, it didn't take Janet long to spot her. Snow could almost hear the gasping moan as Janet ran straight forward, faster than she had before.

Snow did an about-face, still confident she could outpace Janet, even with her lust-fueled speed. As soon as she did, she saw Rachel in the distance. Snow couldn't believe her endurance as Rachel came at her like a bullet.

"Kurwa," she cried out. If only that couple hadn't walked by and delayed her, she could have been hidden. She turned to run from them both, managing only a short distance before she stopped moving. She hit an edge, her body unwilling to go any farther. "No," she whimpered.

Snow closed her eyes, turning to face her trackers, ready to accept her fate. She could hear their steps on the ground, thundering towards her. Soon their hands would be on her, and she would be lost in glorious lust. She couldn't possibly want anything more than that.

With Snow's body tense, bracing for impact, a sharp whistle pierced through the air. The footsteps stopped. Snow opened first one eye, then the other, as she saw Rachel mere feet from her. Janet was still a good ways away. Snow studied Rachel's face, still horny and needy, yet the girl remained motionless.

"I didn't really expect any less, but I'm still glad it was you that made it to the end," Snow heard Violet say as she approached from behind.

Breathing deeply, Snow turned to face her. She could hear the beat of her own heart in her ears as it pounded in her chest. "I guess I won," she exclaimed between breaths, "but... do I still get to... you know?" She stared at Violet with hope in her eyes.