So Deep, The Rabbit Hole...

southern_slut

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Long, dark, deep, the very air sucks the life out of you, so hallow. I hear nothing but the soft patter of the soles of my feet as I edge along this dark road. My mind is filled with dark and twisted images, my body has been beaten and tormented, how far will you lead me?
 
Shadow devils skirt unseen forest creatures. Dry, fallen leaves crackle under predator pawsa. The winding road disapears slowly behind thick fog.
 
Your mind wanders back to the shed and being tied up to the wall - how did I get here and why are my breasts so sore...
 
Looking down I notice my nipples are bright red and puffy. It stings when I touch them but also feels slighty erotic. Looking at my legs I see blotches of red, but are not sure if they are from the intense session I had earlier in the evening before I eneded up at the shed, or it happened when I blacked out...
 
darkness floods the sky, with it icy winds stir from rest, and prowl the vast forest. Innocent shadows change like Hyde. Bare skin recoils behind tiny goose bumps.
 
My skin, so soft and tender feels so sensitive. The very shivers of my spine send jolts of pain through out my tiny frame.
 
The light, falling through the trees, creates a striking pattern across your marble skin, reminiscent of nothing more than the welts left by a lovingly used stock-whip.
 
My fingers out in front of me, my bare feet shuffling, my lungs chilled by the very air. I can feel my nipples pointed and stiff, rubbing against my arm now and again.
 
My fingers out in front of me, my bare feet shuffling, my lungs chilled by the very air. I can feel my nipples pointed and stiff, rubbing against my arm now and again.

Suddeenly from behind you two hands grab your nipples. A hard cock presses itself against your ass...
 
The shadows blend, dark becomes darker. The chills settle into my bones and my skin prickles with goosebumps. My nipples so pointed they even feel as if they are stretching.
 
Then you feel the claw tips, the light fur, and suddenly the full moon shines through for a moment with a wind that chills like ice clawing at bone, compared to the heat of his furred body. Your grandmother was right! Wereleopards are real. Also very aroused apparently, a drop of precum beading up.
 
The shadows blend, dark becomes darker. The chills settle into my bones and my skin prickles with goosebumps. My nipples so pointed they even feel as if they are stretching.

Hidden silent spectators loom motionless within the forest. Voyeurs unseen watch you feebly try to warm your swollen breasts. Witness how you feel each hardened nipple.
 
The harsh contrast stings the flesh and the soles of my bare feet pitter patter along the hard packed ground. Stumbling forward, blindly, my body so charged and so alive. Every inch is sensitive to the touch.
 
Sensitivity heightened by the contrast of rough, calloused hands on your skin. A hand placed at your back, directing you by force where you need to go. Forward, to unknown destinations.
 
Night air has the strangest flavor, and is an intoxicating cocktail. This thought punctures your apprehension, but only for the briefest of moments (could it be because you thought of "cock" and "tail" and felt a rush of excitement, thinking of the pounding of my cock in your tail?). It is cold, and you don't know where I am. You are shivering, making your way down the damp alley. At least pain would quell the butterflies in your stomach, but that isn't forthcoming... not yet.
 
My fair flesh wrapped in frigid black, my bare body and mind numb to the world around me as I simply move towards what little I can sense in my soul. Is it my soul? Do I still have a soul? Or have I given myself too completely to the darkness?
 
Suddenly you see a spot of light in the distance. You squint to determine what it might be. It seems to be getting closer but you are not sure. Your soul flutters at the hope of something brighter than it knows. Something that it hasnt experienced in a long time.
 
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