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From: gambler_1650@yahoo.com (Robert Gamble)
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Subject: {ASSM} Flight of Fantasy, Flight of Fear (m/F - demon, D/s, bondage, NC)
Date: Tue, 12 Jun 2001 05:10:03 -0400
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Flight of Fantasy, Flight of Fear

     Two sensations flowed into Derrick's brain at the same
time; intense fear and equally intense pleasure.  The
pleasure was from the woman above him, with whom he was
joined quite literally, and intimately, at the hip.  The
fear was from realizing he was no longer in his bed, but
instead high in the night sky's air, wind rushing past his
unclothed body.  Confusion was quick on the heels of the
first two emotions, after all, the last thing he'd
remembered was going to sleep in his apartment bed.
     "What?" he began to say, the confusion beginning to
have an effect, a softening one, on his cock buried in the
female form atop him, one that seemed to burn with heat
compared to the rather cool air stroking past his skin.
     Then he saw her face as she looked down at him, "Oh...
I wouldn't do that if I were you, pet."  It took him a
moment to catch his breath, not just from the situation that
still defied his ability to understand it, but also from the
sight of that face; perfectly formed with expressive eyes
and a dark gaze set into exquistitely smooth skin that was
infinitely darker in color - pure black.
     Other things began to impinge themselves on his
consciousness now.  The light grazing of his back with this
creature's sharp nails brought his attention to the fact
that she wasn't actually gripping him with her hands.  His
eyes caught glimpses of huge, powerful wings, looking like
they were made of thick latex, each stroke pistoning her
hips along his cock, but her legs too did not grip him
tightly.  The angle of her body, rear slightly higher than
her head, was keeping him inside her.  While he could feel
her thighs tighten just slightly each time he slid almost
free of her for just an instant, they would be unable to
hold him parallel to her should he indeed, slip loose.
     Finally he realized what else was holding him close to
her, a wrap of fabric around his throat, connected to a
harness that this woman wore.  This fabric also went further
down his body, wrapping his wrists together behind his back.
Currently the pressure was against the back of his neck, but
it would act like a noose were he to hang vertically.  She
fairly purred as she saw realization in his eyes, "Ahhh, my
new pet understands.. but just to make sure."  She lowered a
generous mouth to nuzzle his lips, breath hot and somehow
hungry as she murmured, each word echoing inside his brain,
"I've got you, and I'm not letting you down until I'm
satisfied, or you are.  If I come before you do, we'll be
back on the ground, you perfectly safe.  If you come first
though, pet..." and here her voice took on an odd mix of
sinister and anticipatory tones, "Unless you can somehow
stay nice and hard, you will slip free and dangle, and I
promise I will do nothing to save you."
     A protest from Derrick, eyes growing wild now with both
terror and a desperate desire that this would be only a
dream, was muffled by her mouth, hard against his own, her
tongue darting between his lips to capture his.  Aware now
of the part expected of him, he tried to concentrate wholly
on the sensations, to stop the slow softening of his member.
He felt her hardened nipples against his chest, brushing
against his own nubs from time to time, the smoothness of
her legs sliding against his own, the heated tightness of
her sex clenching at him, and quickly his cock rose again to
firm with each long stroke of her wings and hips.
     He felt her smile now, "Ah yessss, pet." he heard even
though her mouth seemed wholly concentrated on the kiss.  "I
think I would like to take even more of you..." and he felt
something brushing over and through his thighs, curling up
against his rear. "What is that?  A tail?" his scattered
thoughts managed, until thoughts gave way to a new fear as
he felt something smooth, slick, and hot pressing its way
into his ass.  "No!" he tried to scream against the
creature's lips, only to be silenced by her kiss, her
tongue, her thoughts 'It is _just_ a tail, pet, and with it
I take yours...'
     His hips bucked as much as possible, trying to escape
the invasion, but unable to find anything to push against
except her, he could only writhe helplessly, feeling that
tail pushing its way deeper into him.  The progress was slow
enough for him to 'savor' the deepening pressure, expansion
to accomadate the invader - not so much painful as
uncomfortable.  He was gasping for breath by the time she
filled him as completely as he filled her, and she pulled
her head up a bit, to lock gazes, "How does that feel, pet?"
her eyes seeming to flame with a dark pleasure.  Her wings
began to beat harder, forcing her hips to piston faster
against him, her tail beginning to match the same rhythm,
deep hard strokes inside his tight channel.  "I can tell you
liked fucking me.. how does it feel to get the same
treatment?" and then her mouth was on his throat, tongue and
teeth rasping across his pulse.
     The sensations began to build, and he could feel her
tail, pressed against the side of his scrotum, rubbing over
the incredibly sensitive flesh between it and his anus, the
stroking inside him stimulating the same pleasure from
within.  Her sex began to clench him even more tightly, the
friction of the slick slide, the pressure of her mouth on
his throat, the feel of her body full length above his, and
he cried out, lost in the need to climax.  Only as he began,
did he remember, "No!" he tried to gasp out, followed more
loudly by a rising cry of release as he began to pulse his
seed into her.  The pleasure was only added to by the light
scratches her nails and teeth left on his back and throat.
    When his climax had subsided, he realized again his
situation, feeling his cock softening, "Ah, please no.." he
gasped, the fading pleasure replaced by a rising fear.
"Sorry, pet... I did warn you.." she said before she muffled
his mouth with her own.  The kiss swallowed his desperate
pleas and screams as he felt himself slip from her.  His
legs scrabbled futilely to try to catch at her own as they
swung down, her tail sliding grudgingly free from his ass.
He felt the pressure at his throat increase, cutting off the
gasps and then..

     He sat up in bed, loud, harsh breaths filling the dark
room.  The only illumination came from the green numbers of
his bedside clock.  He could feel the quickly cooling
moisture against his belly and his thighs from the climax
he'd experienced.  Then he felt the lines of discomfort down
his back at the same time his eyes picked out a deeper
darkness in the room.  Before he could open his mouth he
heard the words; seductive and oh so hungry.  "Now that you
know the rules... shall we try it for real, my pet?"

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