Page 28 of Teddy Bear

The feeling of fulfillment is incredibly good; I want him stronger and deeper in my womb. I grab and hold on to him - but he slips out of my hands - he is water and blackness, disembodied and strong, fucking me with his huge cock hungry for my young, lecherous body.

Danny cums profusely inside me, filling my mouth with his tongue.

I surrender; all control is his, the water takes me, and I give myself to it, everything is endlessly black, and the sweet taste of cotton candy is everywhere on my tongue, his invisible black fingers grip my neck as I moan loudly in a wave of ecstasy, Teddy's drowned body lying helplessly next to my head.

✦ 🧸 ✦

I wake up from my trance to see first the dim, indigo-blue starry sky above me, and then Danny's slightly panting face lying right next to me.

I listen carefully to his rapid and deep breathing as I try to count the faint light of the stars;

One

Two

Three

Four

Five,

In these tiny, infinite moments of light, I love and want to believe that the entire universe is ours.

All I had to do was give myself completely to him, and that was much easier than I thought.

Through hypnosis, Danny helped me get over the death of my parents and face all the repressed parts of myself, turning each of our sessions into a special erotic game, each time testing my limits, and each time going one step further.

I observe the crackling, barely visible, fresh particles of mixed water and air under the silvery, spilled moonlight.

I turn to him and run my fingers through his shiny, thick brown hair. His eyes look at me calmly, and with that unusual emptiness, or depth, that I will never be able to fathom.

I run my fingers over his forehead, then the curve of his nose, the lips that stretch into a wide smile, and the narrow chin that rounds off his sharp jaw.

He's really perfect, I think to myself, as my groin still tingles from that sensation of recent fulfillment. I feel my clit still pulsing with a strong rush of blood, mucus, and pleasure - the powerful orgasm made my whole body light and my muscles completely relaxed.

I part my lips as he brushes away the strand of hair covering my forehead and half of my eye.

-That's better.

I stare even deeper into the blue, empty, cold space of his eyes, but I see nothing but glassy stillness and icy expressionlessness.

-Why are we doing this?

I speak, yawning, feeling relaxed and overwhelmed with peace, swaying on the gentle waves of the lake, the serenity and freshness of the clear water, quite ready to drift off to sleep.

-To help you, and because we both enjoy it, right?

Danny speaks seriously, but I can detect a slight tremor in his voice. Maybe he, despite everything, is afraid of losing me, and maybe he, despite everything, is afraid of how far all this has gone - afraid of the black depths and the bottom of the lake that threatens to pull us to itself - into the water of destruction with no beginning and no way out.

Danny's affair and his little hypnotic "experiment" he is conducting with me would not only destroy his marriage, but very likely his business life and career as well.

For me, Danny is the last stop, albeit a painful one. The attachment to him and the peace and freedom of his strict control that I now officially live in, his rules that are now the way I live, and total devotion to him as my absolute master, is now the only thing that keeps me alive.

-Yes.

I answer him, now placing my hands on his bare chest, feeling the warmth and texture of his skin under the cheekbones of my fingers. I want to remember this feeling forever.

-But I want you all to myself.