That fear of too much pleasure, of what will happen to me should I cross the line or jump off the cliff to my release, surfaces again. If that wasn’t enough to signal the inevitable, the evidence of his arousal now stands tall and proud. Indian Sex The cracking and rumbling gets louder and with it I watch in horror as large fissures form on the wall, a red light and more heat emanating from them. The demon’s way of “protecting” me I suppose. Soon he is standing above me and I am cowering before him, my forehead pressed into my arm and my body racked with sobs. The demon unshackles me, freeing my wrists and ankles from their chains. I stop screaming and slow my breathing down, thinking hard. With him. With surprising gentleness, he lays me down on the warm velvet sheets, hovering over me, trapping me there with his gaze. I complied as you wished but-”
He doesn’t finish. They glide smoothly against the bare skin of my torso coming to rest at the hem of my panties.
