Alex's Escape

She had been edging me off and on all day. Her words had been guiding my thoughts, making the perfect picture of her pounding me in the ass with her strap-on. I heard her voice over the Facetime call asking me who I was. I scream, not the first time. "I am your whore." I say this as my hands release "her" cock just before I was about to cum.

She is smiling at the sight of my useless cock bouncing in the cool air with my heartbeat. My cock aches as it is saluting my Goddess on my phone screen. It pulses to an imaginary pussy that only my mind can see. It has been a week since I came. I believe in my mind that my Goddess will finely let me cum.

My Goddess had come many times. I know that this is my only reason in life, but I wanted to cum so badly. My Goddess has had me in a cage almost continuously throughout the whole week. The only time I have been released from my cage has been from my daily baths where I would make a video of me edging for 20 minutes. I would then send it to my Goddess to watch and laugh at her pleasure. She would tell me how pitiful I looked each time. After I finished edging I would then put back in the cage as soon as I was soft enough to do so.

My Goddess had been growing restless. We have been playing online for months now. She wanted me for real. She had told me often that I would come to her. I did not believe it until the plane tickets came in the mail. One-way plane tickets.

My heart skipped a beat. It all is becoming real. This was a week ago. She wanted to use me before I got onto the plane in the afternoon. I connected the Facetime call with her. The moment I see her, I find it hard to think as my Goddess yells over the phone. 

"There you are slut. I want to cum hard this morning to warm me up for tonight. You keep that cage on. Now stick that dick onto the ground I want to cum as I watch you fuck your tight pussy ass like a whore for me."

I reach over behind the camera and grab my dildo with a suction cup on it. I stick it on the hardwood floor. I mount it with my gaping asshole that my Goddess has been working on for months. The moment I moaned I heard her cackling. I can see her face through my blurred vision on my phone screen. 

"You are such a slut. I am surprised that you can feel a thing anymore how wide open your ass is bitch." I thank my Goddess over and over as I bounce up and down on my dildo hearing her heavy breathing catch and peak as she cums once again.

I need to cum so bad. Even with my cage on I knew I could cum if I tryed very hard. My focus is only on not cumming. My body wants to so bad. When she stopped coming she told me that we were done and to get cleaned up and get to the airport.

"Please Goddess I say. I need to cum so bad."

"No!" She says, "And make sure your useless cock is caged back up as soon as you are clean. You have 5 minutes to clean and send me a live picture of your cock." With that, she ended the call.

I was able to calm down enough after my shower to get my cage on and send a picture within the 5 minutes that she allowed. As soon as I heard the click of the lock I felt myself harden and the pain that followed as my dick pushed against its bars. I have been waking up all week while I tried to sleep. I would wake up in shock, not knowing what was happening at first, and then feel the pulsing pain of my uselessly trapped cock. 

Later that day time seemed to stand still as I bordered to the plane and made my way to my Goddess. It all seemed unreal. Everything around seemed like a daydream. I put in the address my Goddess gave me in my Uber app and was picked up within minutes. I then sent her a message telling her I would be there soon. "Good." was the only reply I received back.

When I arrived at her home I knocked on the door. It was her that answered. She was short but she seemed to tower over me. She was only wearing a robe as far as I could tell.

"You caught me getting out of the shower, bitch. Take off your clothes. You will no longer need them. Take your things and put them in your room down the hall." she commanded as she pointed in that direction.

I took my clothes off right there in front of her picked up my bags and made my way down the hall. I could see a little smirk on her face as I did so. I made my way down the hall when she said. "I laid out the only outfit you will ever wear again on the bed."

When I entered the bed I saw the scariest thing I have ever seen. It was a harness that looked to come from the mid-evil days. This harness had everything from a gag, blindfold, choker, butt plug, cock cage. It had straps all over making it possible to tie a person in every position. To make things worse there were shackles equipped with a spreader bar to it.

I stood there for I do not know how long. A touch of a hand on my ass woke me from my daydream. "You look scared out of your mind," she purred.

"Goddess," I said in a shaky voice. "I have never done anything like this in real life. I do not think I can go this fast. I do not think I can handle putting that thing on."

She went over and picked it up. "There is nothing to worry about. We can take it slow. But, you will wear this. I got it because I wanted to take care of all your fantasies."

I still stood there with my mouth open. "I do not know Goddess. I am so scared."

"It does not sound like you trust me bitch. I thought you trusted me. Why come all this way and then not do as I instruct you." She yelled. I took a shaky step back. I was second-guessing myself. I could tell in my Goddess’s eyes that she knew she may be losing me.

"Ok whore," she said calmly. "Maybe if I show you trust then you can trust me. I know you want this. I will put on this harness to show you my trust in you and show you it is nothing to fear and then we can strap it on you and live out our dreams as we talked about. How does that sound slut?"

I nodded my head and she dropped her robe at her feet. My cock leaped within its cage and I almost dropped to my knees at seeing my Goddesses superior body. She giggled at seeing my cock bobbing. "At least that has not changed." She said out loud to herself.

She began to strap the harness to herself. I helped tighten where needed. The harness was on. All that needed to be done now was arms, legs, plug, and gag.

She turned. the straps bracketed her huge bosom perfectly. I wanted her so badly. I wanted to see her tits being pushed out when her hands got secured behind her back. I wanted her so bad. It was not like before. I wanted her just like this.

I had an idea. "Goddess?"

"Yes, bitch?" she said

"You know that I want to be completely helpless. All those straps are Velcro. I do not think they will hold me. I would be able to get out anytime I wanted."

She frowned. "The site I got this from said it would do the job. But, I see what you mean." She put her arms behind her back. Seemingly very interested to see if it would hold her or not. I helped her with the straps. Strapping her hands high behind her back. I stepped away to take a look.

Her breasts shot forward as she struggled to break the bonds behind her back. She looked up and frustration and looked back at me. "They are holding good. You satisfied?"

My grin stopped her in mid-thought as I stepped toward her. Am I satisfied, I asked myself. "Well, "almost," I said out loud.

I wrote this on orders from my Mistress over ten years ago. I found it and edited it. I hope you all like it.

-Alex

The party started early at base camp. My three friends shot and killed their bucks a week ago and have been camping and enjoying their time in the woods, drinking, and having fun. As for me, I have not shot my buck; it’s now the last day of the hunt. There were only a few hours of light left. I walked out of camp. My friend's music fades as I walk deeper into the woods.

The silence of the woods engulfs me as I walk deeper into them. The smell of life overtook me. I love the mountains and the woods. It would not matter if I got a buck, it is just nice to get out in the woods and take in nature and life. I hear a twig snap to my left. I crouch down and look in that direction. I see a buck. It is huge. It was barely in view and walking away from where I was hiding. I do not have a good shot. I waited for the buck to turn and come my way. But, it did not turn. It just continued to walk away from me. I only have one hour left of daylight. I decided to follow and hope to get a look at a shoot. I followed. I only got glimpses of the buck, but I could not get a good shoot. I keep following him deeper and deeper into the woods.

The night was coming fast and the buck was nowhere to be seen. I see the writing on the wall. The buck is gone. I turn to find my way back to the camp. As I turn I feel a wave of hot air kiss my right cheek. It was like I was standing next to a small fire. I look in the direction of the heat and see nothing. The warm breeze continued to push against me. Curious I decided to go in the direction of the warmth. 

At every step, the air got warmer and warmer. My body breaks into a sweat. I take off my coat and hat and stuff them in my pack. How could the air be so warm in this fall weather? I feel that I have got to be close to the source of this heat. I lean my gun on that tree as I arrive at a cave. The cave was not made of rock going into a mountain. It was a huge tree and the cave was at the base of it going into the ground. I kneel at the opening. Heat was pouring out of the hole. I can see a light deep inside of this cave. I crawl goto the opening. On my hands and knees, I finally reach the source of the heat. It looks like a big circular opening. Sweat is running down my spine and down into my ass crack. I hear a voice that sounds like an angel to my ears. It is a soft voice but I can hear it clearly. The voice says. "I see you have found your Goddess. What is your name?"

Out of the darkness I see the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She walks out of the shadows I can now see her. Her skin is the darkest ebony I have ever witnessed. It is like looking at a perfect work of art. Her clothes leave nothing to the imagination. This is truly a Goddess. I am quickly aroused still on my hands and knees.

She tilts her head in a nonhuman way and says, "Not very often a mortal has been able to find me. You are in luck. My old servant has recently died and I require a new slave to serve me.” My face must have shown utter shock because she laughed before continuing. “But, do not worry pet. You will know only happiness in my servitude. I will give you anything you want this one night then you will be mine forever." 

Her amazing body had me transfixed, I could hardly think. Did she say hers forever? This can not be. I have a family and friends, work, and a life of my own. This can not be happening. It seemed like forever before I could speak. "Goddess I am sorry, but I can not serve you. I have a wife and kids back at home. I am truly sorry." The Goddess's eyes widened and angry and surprised. They began to glow like hot amber in the depths of a fire. She quickly regained control of herself and he face and eyes quickly to their dark browns. 

She smiles. "I understand, pet. I would not like an unwilling servant at my side to worship me. I will only take you if you beg me. I will be allowing you to leave. But, know this you will return to me and  beg to be mine by morning."

Fear struck me. I could feel the power in her words. I believed them to be true. She walked toward me and placed a long sharp nail under my chin. She lifted my face until I was looking into her piercing brown eyes. As I lose myself in her eyes they seem to come to life, pulling deep into some sort of trans.  

She blinked and I snapped back to reality. My breath I did not know I was holding release. She smiled sweetly. Her presence filled the room. I could only hear my heartbeat as my focus never left her. She speaks, I do not know what she had said. Her dagger nails cut into my skin drawing blood. She removed her hand and licked the blood from her nails. 

She was speaking again. "I will see you soon my pet." I do not know how long I was on my knees, but a cold breeze woke me from my trans. I looked around and she was gone. I started shivering as the cold air chills my sweat throughout my body. I remember my coat and hat in my bag. I hurry and pull them out and don them back on. I turn around and crawl back out of the cave. Once out I grab my rifle and start back to camp. 

As I start to make my way back I feel that there is something very wrong. I am feeling lightheaded and aroused. My mind could not stop thinking about sex as my mind was flooded with images that made my whole body flush. I felt a growing need that I needed to get off. The more I walk the hornier I was getting.

As I walk to camp I feel my chest growing heavy. My head starts to itch and as I reach up to touch my head I feel lots of hair. My hair is growing, in fact, it is so long now I can get a fist full. I pull it in front of my face. I was shocked at what I saw. It is blond and still growing longer. My arousal grows more and more. My cock is as hard as a rock, but my rock dick is tingling. Instead of growing bigger, it seemed to be getting smaller. My mind is growing fuzzier. I was having a hard time thinking. I then heard voices and started to see a light from a campfire. I heard music and loud laughter. This is my camp I think to myself. Realization dawned on me. My friends can not see me like this. I try to slow down, turn around anything. But my body keeps moving forward to the camp. I am so warm and aroused. I need to be fucked hard. I need to be fucked in all my holes. ‘WHAT’, where did that thought come from? Oh my God, what is happening to me? I then walk into camp. I open my mouth and say, "Hey boy! You looking for fun." My thoughts are racing. My voice sounded like a bimbo horny girl's voice. I need to get out of here. But, my body continues forward, my hips swinging back and forth. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hear a voice giggling.

I giggle seeing my friend's eyes on me. My huge tits trying to burst from my tight shirt, my ass the perfect fuckable size. My hand reaches down my pants, I am so horny I need to stroke my dick. As I reach my hand down my pants there is nothing but wetness. I reach into wetness and find a tight cunt hole. I moan as my fingers dip into my pussy. Oh my, I have a pussy and it feels so good. This is so wrong. My mind is racing. I feel a great need to have a hard thick cock fill my cunt. I need it so bad, Mmmmm. I mindlessly walk up to one of my old buddies and grab his cock through his pants. I whisper to him. I am so horny. I moan, please I need your cock in me. I look at my other awestruck friends. I need all my holes filled. I need it now. I can not believe these words are coming out of my mouth, but the need to be fucked like a whore. The need is overwhelming.

I drop to my knees. I put my mouth on the bulge of my once-good friend's package. I breathe hot air on the bulge, I feel him stir and moan a bit. I reach up unzip his pants and pull them down with his underwear. His hardening dick now bouncing in front of my eager fuckable face. I reach up and cradled his balls and take his dick deep in my mouth and slowly let it slip through my mouth. When only the tip is in my mouth I lick it like it was a clit. As the dick is almost out of my mouth I repeat it again and again. I am so horny. My hands move down my chest and pinch and rub my tits through my damping t-shirt. I let go allowing them to bounce my head began to bob back and forth on his dick, deep-throating my long-time friend. Everything seemed to go so fast. My body moved to the beat of my desires. I had no idea that my other two friends had taken off their pants and approached me.

His dick in my mouth was throbbing with the beat of his heart. I can feel it twitching as he gets closer to exploding into my mouth. I want it so bad. I want his cum. I want to feel his power. I want to please him, no I want to please them all. I am their slut tonight. I want to be their fuck toy, I need to be their whore this night. As he explodes deep into my throat I feel a hand at the back of my neck grab my t-shirt. I am pulled back sharply backward. As the cock leaves my mouth cum fly's into my face. My shirt is ripped off my back. I land on my back. My third friend grabs the front of my shirt between my tits and pulls free my tattered shirt, leaving my tits free in the cold air. They bounce from the violence of my shirt being ripped away. M white tits bouncing free. Their dicks are so hard. There need inflamed like wild beasts.

I was now on my back, with his cum was still running down my face. It was starting to cool on my face. My hands are at my belt. I am frantically undoing my pants. My mind is running wild, all I have is the need to be used and fucked. I get my pants loosened my pants are ripped off dragging my whole body a few feet with the velocity of the pulling of my friend, who was as eager as I was to have my pants off. My friend who had just seconds before filled my throat and face with cum, was now pulling me to my feet. He grabs my wrist and lifts them together above my head. My breast was heaving and bobbing with every breath. I can see from the wild eyes of my friends they have never seen such an inviting sight. "Please I yell, take me." My words were not heard. One on them walks in front of me grabbing my left tit and pinching it. Another walked behind me. But my first friend had me by the wrist in their way. "Hang on I have an idea." He walks off and quickly comes back with rope. He then loops the rope on a branch above me and ties my hands together. Quickly he pulls it tight till I am on my tippy toes and ties it off at the base of the tree.

Chest heaving and body slightly swaying, I am now helpless. I am so eager to be theirs. They rush me grabbing my tits and ass. In moments I have two dick in me. My tight ass was being split by a huge cock, and the shooting pain thrust through my body. My body was being lifted in the air with every thrust. The pain was quickly turning into pleasure. He cupped my breast to lift me and pounce me off his dick. My Pussy is being filled by my other friend, he is slapping my thigh with his right hand and his left hand is on my throat holding me tightly. There is no doubt that I am theirs, I moan like the slut I am. I am cumming over and over. Screaming and begging them to fuck me and use me. My body is made to only please them. Nothing else matters. Then an orgasm explodes through my body and everything goes blear and go dark.

When I woke up I found my hands were still tied. I am on the cold hard ground. My mind was clearing. I try to remember what had happened. It did not take long. I remembered clearly. Meeting my Goddess. Becoming a woman. My lust. My friends fucking me like a whore. My body starts to scream in pain. My throat is raw, my ass throbbing. My wrist a burning from the rope. I am no longer tied to the tree. At some point, they must have wanted me on the ground. My skin feels crusty all over dried cum. They must have cum on me many times after I passed out. I feel so used and ashamed. I look around and see my friends pass out all around me, butt naked. I feel aroused at the sight. I want to suck the nearest dick I could see. ‘No, what is wrong with me?’ I ask myself. This needs to stop. I do all I can to control myself. I had to pull my mind away from the need to be used and to please my friend like the slut I desire to be. I need to make this stop. I need to fix this. But, how? Yes, I need to beg the Goddess to change me back.

I can not walk. My body is so stiff and sore. I crawl in the cold morning to where the Goddess was the night before. The cold air hit my pussy and tits driving want to touch myself and maybe return to my friends for another session. But, no I need to make it to the Goddess. I must beg her to help me. She is the only one to be able to give my body back. It seems like forever but with my hands and knees aching I find the Goddess's cave and enter back into her world.

I make it to the middle of the cave the heat hitting my body making it slick with sweat. I hear laughter before I see the Goddess enter my view. She is perfect, even more so than I remembered. How could I have turned down being her servant before? What a fool I was. "Hello, my pet. Quite a show you put on for us.” His smile turns to a sneer. “Why are you here, my little slut?"

"Goddess, please. Turn me back. I will serve you as you wish. I am so sorry. I will do anything. Please turn me back." I beg.

"Do you now. Will maybe I don’t want you anymore? You are not worthy to serve me. Maybe I should just let you go. What do you think about that?" She asks.

I did not know what to say. She continued to speak.

"I will not change you back. Leave me"

I started to turn around to crawl out of the cave. I am as horny as ever. It then hit me.  I can still woman. I need to fuck everything that moves. I can not go back. I turn back to my Goddess. “Goddess, could you turn me back to a man please."

Anger lit up her flawless face. "What is that bitch. I let you go, now you want me to serve your needs." She snaps her fingers and two beasts walk out of the shadows and both pull me up by the arms. "You are not worthy to serve me when you were a man. Now are a bimbo slut you may serve some use. My servants will use of you."

I began begging, screaming, and crying as these big beasts hulled me out of my Goddess's presence. A few seconds later I was in a stockade with my legs chained spread wide. Ready to be used by anyone who wishes to. My crying was slowly stopping as the air passing through my ass and pussy and tits start to get me aroused again. I see women to my right. She has black wings on your back small horns on her forehead and a whip at the ready. "What do we have here." Then I see a giant beast-man to my left. When he sees me I can tell what he wants as the biggest dick I ever have seen hardens as he watches my trapped body and my tits hang down with a nice sway of my breathing.

Fear

Anger

Depressed

Not Worth Loving

No Confidence 

Not Believed In

Being Unseen

Lost

Searching For Love

Seeking A Opportunity

Hope

Being Accepted

Finding Purpose

 Charity

Love

Faith

-Alex

Mae Jemison once said, "Don't let anyone rob you of your imagination, your creativity, or your curiosity. It's your place in the world; it's your life. Go on and do all you can with it, and make it the life you want to live."

I tried to leave this world behind a few months ago. I could not stay away. When I returned I guess I was hoping for more excitement from those that knew me. This made me very sad, discouraged, and unloved. Then I thought, what is this all about. Why am I always being pulled back into this world over and over? Is it about wanting to be missed and cared about? The answer is "yes". But it is more than that. That is not why I keep coming back. What was it really? The answer came like a voice on the wind. It was the simple truth of awe and understanding. The answer is this: It was I that missed everyone. Not just those that I have known in this community. I missed all of you that come here and bring your imagination, creativity, and curiosity. This is why I keep returning. I love you all. You all inspire me to be myself and to dream and reach out with my imagination, creativity, and curiosity. 

Lost in the void my mind wanders. I feel the pressure of the world pushing in on all sides. My mind moving in every direction. Axitixy pumping my heart, pushing until every inch of my body shakes with terror. Knowing each day my guard must be up, must be strong. Too many things depend on me: My abilities, my strength, my leadership, my job, my family. All must be taken care of. All must be protected. I must be on high alert at all times.

I close my eyes. I try to clear my mind. I try to find my calm. I see the calm darkness gather. I feel my body start to feel light. My body begins to feel free of this world as I feel the weight of gravity slowly remove itself and allow me to feel the aches and pains of my body begin to subside. The weightlessness of zero gravity pulled my tightness free. I feel my body floating, my mind letting go. I feel my troubles melt away as I feel the last pull of earth upon my body. The last stresses released.

I hear a voice. I voice of reason. A voice of calm. A voice that promises to free my troubles. All I need to do is trust. Let go. Allow my body and mind to focus and obey. As I feel my body begin to settle, I find I am naked. Naked to you in body and mind. Naked in every way. I feel the cold slab of steel push against my back as I settle. I hear the clicking and feel the steel pull down my arms and legs to the cold table one at a time. Then I hear you.

"Now you are mine, my pet."

I sigh in relief.

My dreams have been so vivid. So real. The night my wife left she had begun to come to me in my dreams. She captured my mind, my soul, my whole self. Even in the mornings, I could still smell her sweet arousal on me. My sleep was completely fitful. My neck is sore. My mouth is achy. My dick throbbing. What was going on with me?

In the daytime, my mind is on you. You that haunt my dreams. You control my very body. Making me helpless to your desires. Now the night comes again. You again enter my mind, yet again.

You walk slowly into my room. My eyes shoot open. “Shhhh”, You say, “Shhhh, baby I am here. Relax, I will take care of everything. You are mine. You trust me. Let me have your arms baby.”

You cuddle me up against your breast. You are petting my head. Rocking me gently as I nuzzle into your breast. You slowly release me and tie each hand and secure it to each corner. You whisper to my mind. “Sweet boy. Do not be scared. These ropes are to keep you safe. To make sure that you understand I will take care of you. That you are safe with me. That you are all mine.”

I find myself wholly understanding and thank you for your safety. Your comfort. Your understanding. Your protection. I feel my fear slip away. My body is aching to thank you. I am hard. I moan and thank you over and over.

I can feel your smile. “That's it, baby. Now open your mouth and accept my love.”

I do so without fear and without question. In moments I taste you. Feel your body’s pressure push into my mouth. Your need as your rock, your body against my wet mouth and nose. I feel your wetness, your desire as I hear as I please you. I taste the freedom you promise with each kiss. Each lick. You are my protector. I know, the very least I could do is make sure you feel my love and appreciation for you. I work my tongue deep in you and lick and dart in and out of you. I am yours. I want you to stay with me forever. I must make sure all your needs are met.

You moan one final time filling my mouth with your love. I am in a state of bliss. I barely feel you tighten something around my aching balls. I feel your soft mouth engulf my dick. In moments I see your perfect body slide onto my cock in one quick thrust. My eyes open wide to find you bouncing upon my cock. No, it is more than seeing you. I know you. I understand you. Your body is one with mine. You are my Goddess. You are my safety. I am yours. You moan and moan. I know it is because of my surrender. My gift. My body that has given you all you wish. I know how lucky I am. That you have chosen me. I will give you my all. You tell me not to cum. How could I say no to you my Goddess? Me cumming would make my body soft. Would make it so you could not feel the full joy a Goddess needs.

The sun bounces upon my eyes. I am woken. I am sore. I am achy. My jaw hurts. My head is dazed. A rattling of metal on metal brings me to my senses. I left my covers. My cock cage I
 
bought long ago is secured to my cock. I do not remember when I put it on. I do not remember where the key is. All I know is that everything is fine. The cage must stay in place. ‘It is there to keep me safe.’

...He enters me. He resides in me. I sweat and I writhe in his presence. My walls shudder. My mind reels.

He comes and goes from our stateroom, having not invited me to join him topside. Returning just now smelling of liquor and cigar, he pulls the underclothes from my trembling body, lifts my skirts and drives me against the far wall, the sound of the ocean and the rumble of the ship. He lifts me from the floor, pulling my legs around his waist, and I am carried away to the point of frenzy, the point that any shard of ladylike behavior is lost to his lust, his penetration. My lipstick smeared, my breast exposed and the object of his attention, I can no longer maintain my composure I cry out into the stateroom, "Oh, John. Dear John!" my fingers raking toe back of his dress shirt, "Dear God in Heaven! I have never... I have never..." And all my shameful release so unexpectedly serves to engorge him, to send him into a fevered pitch, a furious, frantic pace where the thumping of my bare bottom on the wall up my spine and fills my ears like drumming. He pins my arms to the same wall, his face a crimson cry, and I wail behind his release like some wounded animal, humiliated and reduced to a trembling, panting state of spent excitement.

And he loves it. 

Rose was on cloud nine. Nothing could possible go better in her life. She had found her perfect knight, Sir. William. She had met him at the grand ball. It was only three months back. He had just sent word that he is coming down to her estate to stay for the weekend. He would not arrive until evening dinner.

Rose could not believe her luck. He was the best looking man at the ball. At least she thought so. He was rich and had the most beautiful blue eyes. Just thinking about him made her wet and excited. Of course they had not had sex. She was a lady after all. Her dreams of him fucking her haunted her ever moment. She could not wait until the date for their wedding was announced and she could finely have the sex she had been dreaming of.

It was still morning and so she decided to go out into the woods and foraged for some fresh produce for the big dinner. All the servants and her family were doing everything in their power to make a perfect first impression for the young knight. 

She was had just entered the woods when she heard something like a voice in the wind. She stopped still and stood quietly and listened. 

"Rose, find me Rose." The voice was being carried by the wind. It spoke in a whisper. 

The voice did not frighten her. It made her feel warm and content. I like a day dream, or the sweet smell of rain right before a storm. She begin to walk toward the voice. The voice was like honey calling, "Rose, Rose, Rose." The closer she drew near it, the better she felt. Her hot sex pulsed with every word. Her nipples hardened. Each step she too sent pleasure pulses down her body. "ahhhhhh". Where are you she thought. She needed the voice. She wanted the voice. 

It was not long until she came to a clearing. The voice came from a giant tree that stood in the middle of the clearing. The Voice. Th voice. Was it really coming from the tree? Yes, she could almost see a aura pulsing from it. She walked to the tree and wrapped her arms around it. She was engulfed in love and contentment. "Rose". The word washed over her. It was amazing. She stepped back and to holes about three feet off the ground formed in to trunk. She felt the huge tree need her. Needed her to thrust her hands in holes. She bent down slightly and pushed her hands into the heart of the tree. 

In moments her bliss turned to terror. The tree closed around her arms locking them in place. All love and contentment was replaced by nothingness. She screamed in fright. Pulling at her arms. They would not budge. A branch reached down and wrapped itself around her neck. Each time she screamed it tightened. It did not take Rose long to understand that screaming only cause her more pain. The branch tightened with ever sound she made. Now she could not move her head in any direction. She only could look forward toward the evil tree that had entrapped her in silence. 

Alarm hit her again as her feet began to sink into the ground past her ankle. As quickly as the ground had softened it hardened again. He legs were trapped deep in the ground. The ground began to shake and she felt he legs widening as her feet separated. To make things worst the ground began to raise up pushing her ass into the air. She began to cry. She was helpless. She could not move a muscle.

Without warning her body was hit with wave of a watery substance. It was cold and it took her breath away. She began to shake from the cold. But, it was not just cold. Her skin began to tingle. The air seemed to cut right through her summer dress. Then she felt it. Her clothing was devolving away. Where ever she was wet the clothing washed away. The rest of her dress just fell to the earth leaving her wet and naked. Her tits swayed free as she shook in dismay in the cold breeze. 

What was happening. Before she could even considered her situation, the watery substance had another surprise for her. Her pussy began to tingle and swell. She let at a moan. Her pussy began to glisten and become moist. It was not long before her pussy was dipping in arousal. Her body needed to cum. She needed to be fucked. But, she could do nothing but fuck the cool air around her. She had no control of her own body. It was possessed with the need to cum. The need for release. 

William was in a near by thicket watching the whole scene. All his planning had paid off. He took his pants off and approached his helpless prey. He know that she would not hear him in the state she was in. She would not know anyone was around until he plunged his thick dick into her. She was whispering. He could not quite hear her. He was now almost touching her sweating milk white body. He lowered his head to hear her. "Please, please. I need to be fucked. Please..."

William smiled and grabbed her hips roughly and shoved his cock deep into her.

This is how all sluts first time should be he thought.

She screamed a silent scream. He smiled as he saw the branch tighten around her neck as the thrust into her again and again. Every so often he would stop just to hear her beg and plead for more. She would push back against his cock trying to fuck herself a whore in heat.  

He memorized ever movement she made. Each thrust would swung her tits through the air. Those beautiful tits being pulled down by gravity and swaying drove him on. He wanted it last longer, but he could not. He pulled out and sprayed his cum cascading over her back. With that he left her as she was. Fucked and helpless. Unable to move. On display begging for more that would not come. He know it would be a couple of hours before she would be herself again. He pulled on the cloths and watched her heaving and begging to be fucked.  

Once he saw that she was now falling to sleep from exhaustion he approached her.  A stick cracked and her head snapped up and she called out. "Who is there." He smiled when he saw the tree tighten again around her neck.

He took a deep breath and ran to her.

"My Rose, my Rose." he called out in distress. "What has happened to you? Who has done this."

Sir William grabbed the branch holding her necked and broke. Her neck now released from the branch he then ripped at the trunk and dig around her feet until she was free. She fell into his arms and she whispered. "My William you saved me. My white knight I knew you would come for me."

The universe gives us glimpse of greatness and failures.

As we travel through our lives and look back.

We see all the glory and wonders.  

This wonder that surrounds us all.

We witness the good with the bad. 

It causes us to question who we are. 

We see the glory, the perfection and in every ray of light.

We see the darkness, the weakness in every shadow.

We are surrounded by those that love us.

But, we are alone. 

Then with stinging tears.

We see those who have not conformed. 

We see those that the world shuns and ignores.

Are they alone?

The loners find themselves free from the cheering crowds. 

The loners follow their hearts and soar through the unknown, the undiscovered.

They seek new beginning.

They find poetic ending.    

Are they truly alone? 

I ask you.

Look around and see.

It may be those who have conformed to their environment.

It may be those who have the love and praise of others.

It just may be they that are alone. 

They that have denied who they are.

They that have denied what their heart craves.

 They find they are the ones that are truly alone.  

My dreams of you are vivid. 

My lust for you is real. 

Every inch of you is etched into my mind.

I can't stop thinking about you.

I want to be yours. 

You are perfect in every way. 

I can not hide my excitement.

I hang on your ever word.

It has seemed like forever.

You have been so silent.

My day dreams are no longer enough.

My heart is on hold.

I wait for your message.

The message that will make me whole again.

-Alex