Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Wet Dream or Night mare?



'It was pitch dark and I was treading on a path unknown to me. There were dark clouds hovering on the distant horizon getting menacing with every passing moment. I was all-alone to myself. The lightening was flashing intermittently giving a glimpse of the surroundings but only for a fraction of second. I started looking out for Master but he was not to be seen anywhere and it aggravated my fear. I started shouting for him and then suddenly out of nowhere he appeared on the horizon smiling to himself as if calling me to join him. I froze. However hard I tried, my feet could not move. I felt as if I have been chained with thick solid iron. Suddenly the chains started growing towards my thighs, they engulfed my waist and then there was a strange feeling. I started liking the feel of those chains, I wanted more, and I craved for more. More they throttled me, more I liked it. And all of a sudden appeared this huge snake with hundred hoods, as if out of blues. I was petrified but strangely against my own wishes, I wanted him near me. I wanted to caress him; I wanted him to caress me. I was mesmerised, by the absolute power in his bright beady eyes. He came near me; slowly he climbed up the legs. His cold touch gave me a sudden jerk, again I don't know, but surprisingly that was the most pleasurable sensation I could ever have. I trembled going weak in my knees. Then he went up the thighs and then he entered me. I tell you, it was joy, joy and sheer joy. He then went up and up and up and then suddenly he disappeared, there was no trace of him. I searched frantically for him but he had gone leaving me in lurch. Gone for ever!"

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