When
I saw the Friday Flash prompt, I associated it with a bad dream I had recently.
There was nothing sexual about it. Some kind of malevolent force was holding me
immobile. I was frightened at first, but then I fought back and banished it,
thereby freeing myself. So, ultimately, it was positive—although, not very
pleasant. I decided to take a much different tone in this story.
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Bound
By Ria Restrepo
Copyright ©2019.
All rights reserved.
There
was a presence in the room with me. I couldn’t see anything, but I felt it. I
sat up in bed and looked around the dark room—the moonlight seeping in the
windows provided some ambient light. There didn’t appear to be anything unusual,
but there was still…something.
My
gaze settled on the lone chair in the corner and lingered there. I couldn’t
explain it, but I kept staring at the empty space. I told myself I was being
silly. There was nothing there. Still, as I lay back down, I continued watching
the chair.
I
was drifting off to sleep when I saw it—a shimmering outline of what I inherently
knew was a male form. My heart pounding, I tried to bolt upright again, but I
was frozen in place. Panic overtook me and I gasped for air.
Then,
I heard it…a calm, rich, velvety voice…in my head.
Shhh,
do not worry. I mean you no harm.
Warm
affection washed over me and I relaxed, inexplicably surrendering to the
invisible force that bound me.
Good
girl.
As
my breathing calmed, I felt something—a lot of somethings—softly caressing me
from head to toe. It was like hundreds of fingers gently stroking my skin,
making it highly sensitive. My heart rate quickened for a much more arousing reason.
My nipples tightened into taut peaks and liquid desire flooded my sex.
Then
the tingling started. It was everywhere initially, but as it grew stronger, it
concentrated on my nipples. I moaned as the sensations reverberated throughout
my body. I was humming with pleasure when something new added to my sweet torment.
A
phantom mouth glided down the column of my neck, the unmistakable sensation of
lips, tongue, and teeth teasing my skin. The tingling in my nipples turned into
light pinching as my ghostly lover kissed and nibbled his way down to my
drenched cunt.
I
gasped, then whimpered as his tongue slid between my creamy folds and circled my
clit. As he drove me wild by sucking my tender nub, there was a heavenly stretching,
filling sensation in my cunt. He found the perfect spot deep inside me to focus
his attention while the pressure on my nipples increased and he cleverly worked
my clit until my pleasure built to a zenith.
Come
for me, sweet thing.
The
most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced tore through me, making me writhe in ecstasy,
finally freeing me. My rapturous cries filled the room as I convulsed with one
blissful jolt after another.
Thank
you, my love. I promise to return…soon.
I
was still trembling with the aftershocks when I sat up and looked around the
room. Again, I couldn’t see anything. I also didn’t feel his presence anymore—only
the lingering warm pleasure he’d created that left me practically glowing.
I
didn’t know if it was real or just a figment of my wild imagination. But I knew
I’d happily be bound to my dream lover for all eternity.
