All characters in this story are 18+
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"You're a virgin?" the young lady behind the crystal ball asked.
"You're full of shit," Ted combated, "Waste of thirty bucks." One of her eyes flashed from beneath her hood and for a second he thought he saw a flash of yellow behind the pupil.
"It's not me, it's in the stars," her voice suddenly hushed as she peered at him. More as if she was looking through him and not at him. He stood still for a moment, then he waved his hands in front of her face.
"Hello? You home?" Ted questioned, waving directly in front of her. She stood motionless. "What the fuck is your problem?" He grabbed his bag and headed for the door. After a few steps his feet became stuck to the floor. He tried to move his leg but instead he just thrashed with his foot remaining in place.
"What's wrong?" He heard her voice behind him, "Can't move?" He tried to turn to face her but his head could only swivel about ninety degrees to each side and soon enough he found it difficult to even turn it slightly. At this point he felt all of his muscles tense up. He struggled to move his finger even the slightest bit, but it was frozen.
"Stop this," He gasped, at least he could still breathe.
"You love this, I know," her voice came up right behind him in a sort of hushed whisper and he could feel her hot breath on his ear. Chills were sent up and down his spine but he didn't shiver since he was paralyzed. "You want to be dominated..." her voice was slowly becoming more seductive. He felt his face get hot. He felt her hands rub from behind his hip and sensually land on his dick though he couldn't look down to see it. She squeezed his junk gently and began slowly massaging it through his pants. He began to get hard. He found it hard to manage his rising arousal.
"Mmm..." he moaned as he lost himself in her hands. She continued gently rubbing and squeezing his dick through his sweatpants. Maybe this isn't so bad, Ted thought to himself.
"I can read your mind... I can see your deepest desires... I can see what you truly want..." She pulled the elastic of his pants down to his ankles. He stood prodding out of his underwear. Now she could get her hand all the way around it. Her fingers curled around his shaft and she cupped his balls. "All you want is to have sex.. You just want to feel my hot breath on your cock, don't you?" His balls began to tingle and his dick was stiff as ever. He felt her pull his underwear to his ankles. His dick bounced out of his boxers. Her hand hovered above, not quite touching it but it was close. She teased him by gently rubbing her thumb around the edges of his tip. "It's very handsome." She grabbed it in her fist and pulled him close to her. Their bodies now pressed together, she continued to fondle him.
A rising frustration grew inside him, he needed a release.