It was one of the hottest nights of the summer, with the temperatures hovering around 102 degrees Fahrenheit. The whir of the fans whispering a wash of warm air over my already damp body did nothing to cool the inner fire burning within. I toss and turn restlessly, as the rivulets of sweat caress my breasts and the air turns the moisture cooler against the taut peaks of my nipples. A soft breeze through the open window whispers through the room, billowing the curtains and further tantalizing my naked form.
I cannot distinguish between dreams and reality as I am unable to fall into a deep sleep. I have visions of a man with piercing blue eyes, long flowing black hair, and skin that doesn't seem to have seen sunlight in many years. This does not detract from the sensuous curve of his scarlet red lips that are whispering ever so softly in a language I have never heard before. The vibrations of his words begin to send shivers down my spine to pool and become a fire like I have never felt before. As if his lips were vibrating a cadence against the very core of my womanhood, my pulse begins to quicken and the first whimpers of pleasure pass through my lips. The dialect begins to change and I can hear him calling to me to invite him into my room.
"Who are you" I ask.
"I am the man of your dreams" he chuckles "Let me in and I will show you passion that you have never known could exist in this realm."
I tell him that he may enter and in a rush of cool air he is beside me at once.
"What is your name?" I gasp.
Again he chuckles with a sensual laugh that seems to run unseen fingers all over my body touching it like it was a living thing.
"My name is unimportant little vixen. The heights of pleasure that I am about to give you will make you eager to do as I bid."
I find my breath enough to retort "I am not an inexperienced twit. No man is ever as good as he talks."
"If I deliver what I promise, do we have a deal that you will do as I ask afterwards without hesitation?" he asks.
He looks deeply into my eyes and I feel as though I can see a blue fire burning around the midnight black of his pupils.
As I stare into his eyes I find myself whispering "yes it's a deal". Witch has deep chuckle I can already feel the moisture beginning to pool between the lips of my now very swollen pussy.
"Then let us begin"
I am bound by his gaze unable to move as he slowly takes off his cloak and removes long strands of silk cording from his pockets. He proceeds to softly bind my hands together above my head, attaching them to the headboard in such as way as to allow me to be on my back or stomach. He then quickly and unexpectedly flips me onto my stomach in one fluid movement that I emit a small scream.
"Oh yes my pet that is only one of many screams I will hear from you this night" he laughs.