Perchance to Dream

Perchance to Dream

"Goodnight!" you type to me, finishing up another fun chat session. Another exhausting day behind you, you stretch in your computer chair and push back from the desk. It's almost 1am and you have to study again for most of the day tomorrow to get ready for your finals.

You run your hands through your hair a few times to get it out of your eyes, and head over to your bed and begin taking your clothes off. A slight draft from one of the large windows in your room makes your nipples stiffen slightly as the breeze brushes over your silky smooth skin. Shivering, you quickly climb under your covers. As you get comfortable and snuggle into your pillow, you think back to your conversation with me. How was it that I knew all the thing to say to push your buttons? Groaning a little to yourself as you replayed in your mind some of the things I had said that I was going to do to you the next time I saw you, you ponder briefly getting out the gift I had bought you, to satisfy some of your urges. Weariness won this round however, and you roll over and start drifting off to sleep. Your last thoughts as your mind shuts down are of the things I said….

You awaken, startled. For a moment, pure shock and panic grips you, as you look around to see yourself in a room you do not recognize. Even more troublesome is the fact that everything you see, including your own body, has a brown/bronzed tone to it, like a very old photograph. The room is very non-descript, with a bed and various furniture in it. One wall had what looked like a large table of some sort along it's entire length, about waist high to you. The top looked too rounded to be a table but you don't see what else it could be. Where the table met the wall there were some strange protrusions, but before you could investigate, a voice from behind startles you terribly.

"Hello my dear" I say behind you. Your head and body whip around so fast it's a wonder you don't hurt yourself. Eyes wide, you can only stare at me for a few moments as your mind tries to comprehend what is going on in this strange place. "Paul…?" you finally manage to get out. My eyes flash momentarily, making you remember distantly in the back of your mind that you were never supposed to say just my name, but the shock of appearing in this place out of nowhere had driven it out. I decide to let it slip. "Yes, it's me, how are you feeling this fine evening?" You can only stare. "Where are we? How did we get here? Paul what the hell is going on?", you ask, voice rising a little more with each question. You are totally off balance and still not over the shock. "You are warm and asleep in your bed at home. I'm at home as well. This is only a dream, Jennifer." You look away for a moment and think about what I just said. "This can't be a dream, it feels too real." You say. "Ah, this is a dream, but not like a normal dream" I reply. I have been studying psyonics and astral projection, and all sorts of other metaphysical topics in secret for years now. I have finally discovered the true path to opening up the inner core of my mind. After you left IRC and went to bed, I knew you would be sleeping… I reached out with my mind, and … whisked you out of your own dreams and into mine." You stare at me blankly. This didn't make any sense at all. What in the world was I talking about? You find your voice again. "Paul that doesn't make any sense, that kind of thing is not possible, you've been reading too many fantasy books." You look around again, suddenly realizing that this room had no doors. I watch your face intently, I can practically taste your uneasiness and see the wheels in your mind turning furiously as you try to understand what was going on. "Jennifer, perhaps some day I will show you more in-depth, but for now, understand this. Our bodies are both asleep in our beds, but our minds are awake, and I have pulled you into my dreams. I was able to do this because you were thinking of me as you went to sleep, and in your sleep. This room you see is my place, a construct of my mind, and it conforms to what I want, and behaves how I want. I can make it anything I want, or take us anyplace I can imagine." You stare at me again. This was getting old. "Paul, I think you've gotten a little crazy" You try pinching yourself to wake up, even though it still doesn't feel like a true dream. Then you realize that you don't have any clothes on, just like when you went to bed. Your cheeks turn red a bit, but only for a moment. After all, it's nothing I haven't seen before.

I look down at you and tsk loved being treated like this rapidly ate away at the resistance you were giving me, mild as it was. I move up fully behind you, pressing my body against yours from feet to head. "Submit to me Jennifer," I whisper softly, oh so softly in your ear. "Submit, and I promise to make this the most memorable night of your life." I take your earlobe into my mouth as I finish the sentence and tug at it slightly with my lips, even as my tongue slips up and down the lobe. You shiver uncontrollably, and then say the words that we both knew you were going to say from the beginning. "I am…" you swallow. "I am yours, Master" you say, breathlessly. "I know, Kitten" I reply as I push on your back again, this time with no resistance from you. As your belly and breasts come in contact with the fabric of the cushion top, you find it to be incredibly smooth, as well as pleasantly warm, like the tiles. "Put your arms forward, towards the mirror, Kitten" I tell you. You do, and suddenly there are thick, fuzzy manacles around your wrists, holding your arms up away from your body, palms up a few inches away from the mirror.

I step back to admire my handiwork, and you, for a few moments. You are trembling slightly, and that only added to your beauty. Your long, firm legs looked especially delicious in the low and subtle lighting of the room. The rounded globes of your ass cheeks so firm and smooth. Your blonde hair in disarray on your head. I walk back to you, and lean over, pressing my half-hard cock against your ass through my pants. I exhale onto your back, drawing a gasp from you. I extend both of my hands and slowly run my nails from the tops of your arms near your hands, down your arms, down your back, and all the way down your legs. Squatting down by your feet, I begin kissing up your calves and thighs, my beard tickling your skin, while my warm lips press against your flesh. I dart my tongue out to flick at the back of your knee and you squirm. I can smell you now, smell your desire. I knew you wouldn't be able to hold out long. I run my hand up your right leg as I kiss all over your left. My hand finds your ass and squeezes it firmly. Reaching down to the devices that hold your feet in place, I pull the pin that holds them in place on the track and move each one of your feet a few more inches apart from your center. Locking them back in place, I put my mouth an inch away from your pussy and blow a slow stream of air over your womanhood. You moan, and I smile again. This was so easy. You were like putty in my hands, and both of us knew it. "Do you want me to lick you, Jennifer?" I ask. "Yes Master please!" you say, forgetting yourself, still very off-balance from everything that had happened. The force of my open palm cracking against your buttocks makes you cry out. "Foolish girl! You ONLY want what I want to give you. You ONLY desire what I decide to give you. I thought you had learned that lesson." You speak quickly, almost sobbing from the change in attitude "Yes Master, please Master, I forgot! I beg forgiveness, please give me another chance, it won't happen again I sw-" "Enough" I cut you off, and you silence yourself immediately. Good. At least you weren't that far gone.

I gently kiss the reddened flesh of your ass, rubbing it with my hand, soothing the skin. Standing, I run my right hand all over your ass and womanhood, as my left hand entwines in your hair and pulls your head back. Your eyes are closed, concentrating on the feeling of my hand, desperately wanting to be penetrated by my fingers. I smile as I watch you, then grant your wish. Putting my index and middle finger together, I easily slip them between your wet lips, all the way up to my hand. Your eyes pop open and you moan. Even as you moan, however, you realize that you can't see me in the mirror, but you can see yourself. "Wha-" you begin, before I push your face down into the soft cushion under you. I decide to not punish you again, this time for speaking without permission. I know what you are going through and find it very amusing. "I told you the answer already, my pet. I control this place, and everything about it. You will only see and experience what I want you to see and experience. Remember that." Wisely, you do not reply. Shocked again tonight, you are suddenly and vividly reminded that my fingers are still in you as I stroke your g-spot. Moaning again, you close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure. Smiling, I go back down behind you, withdrawing my fingers. Extending my tongue out delicately, I run just the tip up the slit of your pussy ever so lightly. You shiver. I smile. I love the feel of you shivering in pleasure, feeling the sensation from my actions echo throughout your whole body. Thrusting my tongue in you more forcefully now, I lick up and down your womanhood, swirling it around your clit, sinking it into your hole. Your muscles clench as your first orgasm of the night has it's way with you. Whimpering, you brace yourself again as another one rolls in on you like a wave, the feel of my mouth against your pussy from behind driving you crazy, my tongue inside you doing even more. My warm hands on your ass cheeks, squeezing and stroking only adding to your pleasure.

After twenty or so breathless orgasms, I relent. "Pleasepleasepleaseplease.." you continue to say mindlessly, coming down off your high slowly. I smile down at you, running my hands up and down your back. I give you a moment to catch your breath, then ask "Are you ready to serve your Master, my pet?" "Yes" you breath "Oh god yes, please let me serve you Master" The desire to please the man who had just made you feel how you had flooding you adrenaline and lust.

I concentrate again, and suddenly the table is gone, and you are on your knees in front of me. Each arm is bound to a pole, one to either side. Your knees and feet are also bound in place by soft, but unyielding bonds. You are shocked again by the sudden transition, but don't even look to your sides to see what is binding your hands. Maybe you were actually getting used to this. Or maybe, your eyes couldn't leave the sight of my fully hard cock pulsing only a foot away from your face. I smile at you again, watching your eyes lock on my throbbing cock. "Now, my pet, you will have your chance to serve me " I whisper, my voice low. The sound of my voice, just dripping in hormones, brings an unconscious moan from you, and you get even wetter, if that were possible. I grab you by the hair and pull your head back to look into your eyes. You are not supposed to meet your Master's eyes, but he told you once long ago that if he forced you to meet his eyes, it was acceptable. You look into my green/blue/brown eyes for a long moment, shivering with desire and not a little fear as well. Apparently I like what I see in your eyes, because the next moment, my other hand closes around the base of my cock, and I step forward.

I place my cock alongside your cheek, and slowly run it down and across your chin, over your lips. The heat of it, the feel of its thickness against your face makes you gasp, your lips parting as you pant in excitement. I continue running my cock over your face, slowly and deliberately.

"Please me, Kitten" I murmur, as I put the head of my cock directly between your parted lips. Immediately, you open your mouth and accept me in. I entwine both of my hands in your hair and pump my hips forward, sinking my cock almost as far as it can go into your mouth. Your tongue and lips are exquisite. You mind may be reeling from what you have experienced so far tonight, but this is one thing you know, and know well. You put all your effort into it, bobbing your head up and down enthusiastically on my hard cock, swiping at the underside of it's thick length with your tongue, working your lips all over the hot shaft. You love pleasing your Master and making him feel the way he made you feel. You fall fully into your task, losing track of the sounds of the waterfall, the soft music. I concentrate for a moment, and free your hands. It takes you several moments to realize that your arms are free, so intent on pleasing your Master you are. Only taking a split-second to understand why they are free, you immediately wrap one hand around my thick cock, stroking it lovingly up and down as the head sinks again and again into your mouth. With the other hand you cup Master's balls, massaging them and squeezing them gently, the way he showed you. You love the feel of the two large testicles inside their sack, the soft skin moving over them so easily.

You feel good. In fact, you feel too good. I pull back, my cock slipping out of your mouth, all wet and shiny. You barely catch yourself before voicing a complaint. Good, you're remembering. I cup my hand under your chin gently, and tilt your face up once more. "I am going to fuck you, Jennifer" I say simply. "Would you like that pet?" "Yesssss" you breathe out. I smile again. I am always smiling around you it seems. "I have something special planned for when I take you, Kitten Come over here." You begin to say that you can't, when you realize that all your bonds are gone. Standing up slowly, as to not get dizzy from being on your knees for a long while, you walk over to join me. You see that the table along the wall is no longer along the wall. It's several feet away from the wall now, and not as deep. "Lie down on the table, tummy down" I command, and you hurry over to obey. You also notice that I am showing in the mirror now.

You freeze.

You see two of me in the mirror.

For a split-second you think it's a reflection trick with this mirror and another one in the room, but you recall that there are no other mirrors. "Wha-" you begin again, but I spank you hard on the ass again, having expected your reaction. "How many times do I have to tell you, slave? This is my place, and I can make happen here whatever I want." The other me is me as well, no difference at all other than being in another physical form. I am him, and he is me. We are one mind, and right now, our mind is turned to the purpose of destroying yours. I move up behind your ass as well as in front of you. The table suddenly angles up under your chest, raising your head a bit. "Take me in your mouth" I command. You do it without more comment about the 'other' me. I am impressed. As I feel your lips wrap around my cock once more, I part your pussy lips, and sink my cock into you from behind. You moan loudly onto my cock. The sensation of being filled with my hard cock while it was also in your mouth completely freezes your nervous system for several seconds. Then your mind explodes in orgasm as my thick shaft does it's work on your tight pussy. I take your hands and pull them around back of me and press them against my ass. "If you stop squeezing and holding my ass while you suck me, you will be punished" I warn. You moan agreement and start bobbing your head up and down on my cock, whimpering as you feel my hands grip your hips and pump hard cock into you. You can feel the entire length of my shaft in you, pulling out, driving in, again and again. My balls swing forward on each thrust , the sack slapping lightly against your clit. My hands find your head and begin pumping my cock into your mouth. Your mind slowly shuts down and becomes a primal thing, lost in lust and the needs of your anatomy. All you are aware of is the feel of a man, a man deep inside you, doing to you what nature had made you for, giving you pleasure beyond anything you have ever known. In front of you was your Master, his cock so hard, so rigid in your mouth. Yet, he was behind you too. You could not understand it, but the desire to understand was fading rapidly. You become reduced to a pussy and two nipples. You can hear the blood rushing in your ears. All that exists for you is the magnificent hotness in your mouth, and the feel of being split again and again from behind. Your stiff nipples rub back and forth on the fabric under you with each thrust from your Master. Your mind shatters in orgasm again and again, loosing track of all time and place within seconds. You dig your nails into your Master's behind and hang on for your life. The pleasure is excruciating. The pain is wonderful.

I look down at you, seeing my cock disappear in you again and again. You are so wonderfully tight and slick, your pink insides pulling and sucking at my cock as I fuck you. Even though I can tell your mind is in a far off place, you still maintain your rhythm on my cock, sucking it in perfect tempo with my pace of penetrating you from behind. You are so gorgeous, sweat beading on your forehead, a sheen of it all over your body. You are beautiful. You are a carnal animal. And you are mine tonight.

The spark of who you are that is left in a back corner of your mind realizes that Master's strokes are becoming longer, sinking into you harder. Coming down off the crest of your last orgasm, you hear, and barely comprehend Master speaking. You hear him from behind you and in front of you. "Jennifer, my love, my pet. I'm going to cum in you. I am going to fill you with me, do you understand? Are you ready? Ohhhhh my beautiful slave, I'm going to cuuummmmm!" My voice rises sharply at the end as the wonderful tingling at the base of my spine rushes forward to my cock and up the shaft. My cock explodes into your mouth, explodes deep in your pussy, flooding you at both ends with my seed. My cock pulses, pulses, pulses again, it's jerking movement completely beyond my control, even here in this place. You try your best to swallow it all, but there's too much, and it leaks out down your chin. Behind you, you can feel some of me running down your inner thighs. I pull myself from your mouth so you can get some more air, but I leave my cock in you, feeling the delicious pulsing and squeezing of your womanhood wrapped so tight around me. You are still awash in orgasm, even without me actively stimulating you. I run my fingertips all over you back and all through your hair, whispering how much I love you, and what a wonderful slave you are. You pant hard, trying to pick up the pieces of your mind. Thoughts come back slowly. Your ragged breathing concerns me, and I will a soft couch into existence near the table, and pick you up and lay you down on it. You look up at the ceiling, not really seeing, still panting, your eyes glazed over. Then slowly you look over at me. Dimly you realize that there is only me. You suddenly wrap your arms around me fiercely, holding on for dear life. You begin to sob a little, and just put a hand on your head and hug you. The unbelievable level of intimacy just shared with me really crashing home on you. "It's ok" I whisper softly, stroking your hair, feeling your racing pulse from your heart against my chest. "It's ok, shhhhhh, it's ok Jennifer, everything is fine". I can feel the hot streams of your tears on my chest..

Slowly your breathing slows and returns to normal, along with your pulse. Slowly, you turn your head up to me, greatly daring to meet my eyes. "Pa…Master, I have never, ever felt that way before, thank you so much." You lean forward and kiss me tenderly. I return the kiss with a wonderful, sublime passion. Your lips are so soft. I hold you close as we kiss for many minutes, the soft music finally reaching you, relaxing you, sweeping away the last of your nerves from this entire affair. We lay down together on the couch facing each other, our bodies molded together as we kiss and our tongues entwine together.

After what feels like forever, but as always, is far too short a time to spend with you, I break off the kiss and sit up. You look at me curiously but don't say anything. "Unfortunately my dear, if you are awake here, in this place, your mind is not truly sleeping. If I keep you here all night, you will wake up the next morning having not really rested at all, and I know all the things you have to do in the real world." You look at me incredulously. "Forget that Pa--.. Mast….. Paul. All I do is study all day and work myself stupid. Keep me here for a few days, I need this, I need .. you. I want to feel like that every day… please" I smile warmly again. "Jennifer, time passes here at the same rate as it does in the waking world. If I keep you here for days, both of our bodies will starve themselves, and everyone will wonder why they can't wake us up. Don't worry though, I plan on bringing you here often." I smile with a decidedly evil twist. "Very often" A huge smile breaks out on your face and you kiss me again. "That sounds wonderful Paul… but how do I get back?" "All I have to do is release you," I reply. "But before I do, I just want to let you know that you've only tasted the tip of what we can do in this place. There is so much more to discover." I stand, and hold out my hand to you. You take it and stand next to me. I turn to face the mirrored wall and take you by the shoulders and put you in front of me. " So much more to discover" I say again, and in the mirror, you see my reflection change to that of an extremely attractive young man you've been lusting after at University for weeks. The look on your face is priceless.

"Until next time" I whisper in your ear.

Everything goes black.