Danni Dreams

After she was left alone, the candles blown out, Danni quickly fell asleep. She sank into dark oblivion, with a feeling of falling slowly through warm air. She felt no sense of unease, but rather a growing excitement. Downwards, a swirling glow appeared, slowly expanding until it filled the ranges of her vision. She stared intently, seeing it gradually staring to coalesce, finally taking an unfocussed shape full of rhythmic movement.

Although she could make nothing of it, Danni felt herself growing excited, impatient to see what would be revealed. She wondered what this dream meant, or if it was nothing but a fever induced by hitting her head when she fell.

Then suddenly, shapes became crisp and clear, coming sharply into focus and making her gasp. For filling her vision was an exotic young woman, pinned between three men, her arms pulled back. A cock was buried deep in her mouth, impossibly deep, and saliva and semen were drooling from her lips. Beneath her another man bucked and plunged into her cunt, while a third **** his fat cock into her ass.

The girl seemed to be loving it. Her eyes were closed and she was writhing and grinding against the impaling cocks as though trying to wring every drop of pleasure from them. Danni felt herself grow warm and damp, envying the girl, even though the furthest she had ever gone was a rather limited attempt at a blow job.

As suddenly as it had appeared, the scene dissolved in swirling, changing colours. Danni gave a moan of disappointment, then another gasp as a new scene appeared.

Another girl, this one trapped by a pack of beast like men, three of them using her brutally while three others stood by with rampant cocks, obviously waiting their turn at her. She writhed on her back, one fat cock up her ass while another plundered her cunt. Meanwhile her head was thrown back to allow yet another shaft to penetrate her. Danni could see the girl's throat bulging, her eyes rolled back in her head, her legs flailing helplessly as she was mercilessly impaled.

Once more Danni wished she was taking the place of the girl, that it was her virgin holes being assaulted by the terrible beast men and their thick and throbbing cocks.

In her convent cot, the sleeping Danni found her swollen nether lips, parting them with a finger and teasing her moistened folds.

Another swirl and dissolve, and Danni moaned in disappointment, wanting to see the girl filled to the brim with the beast mens' hot cream. And then she moaned again, this time in pleasure, as another scene appeared.

Another girl trapped by men. But this one's holes were not yet full of impaling meat. At least not all. For her mouth was being **** onto the long thick shaft of one of them, while a second held her shoulders and helped **** her down, and a third held her ankles and controlled her flailing feet.

Her lips were stretched around the intruding shaft, and her eyes were clenched in anxious desperation, but for all that she was tremendously excited. Her nipples were proud and stiff, and Danni could see that her pussy was flowering and wet with need, even as she struggled in futility.

Danni yearned to be the girl, to be **** to pleasure cruel men, to be used and taken like a ****, her holes at their disposal. In her sleep she groaned deeply, raising her hips as she slid a finger into herself, imagining it the cock of a hard and demanding owner.

The scene swirled and shifted again, Danni eagerly looking forward to what new degradations would be shown her, her excitement rippling through her body.

A powerful horned demon had a horrified girl bent over, driving his massive shaft into her cunt. She was squealing for mercy, her eyes wide in terror, her lovely breasts bobbing as the hellish thing railed her.

But despite her fear, Danni could see that the girl's body was responding to the demon's attention. Her skin was sheened with sweat, making her glow deliciously, and the nipples tipping her jiggling breasts were stiff and hard with excitement.

From the lewd sluicing noises, her invaded cunt was wet and welcoming the violating cock, and her gasps and squeals were as much those of impending orgasm as they were pleas to be released. Danni moaned as she watched, part of her wishing that it was she bent over at the mercy of the demon's massive cock, her cunt being ravished, her mouth emitting squeals of bliss.

When the scene shifted again Danni gasped from both excitement and shock. For this time the girl was her, or rather her how she wished she could be. Her breasts fuller, her face prettier, but the same lean dancer's body that she was so proud of.

She was on her back on what appeared to be an altar, her arms and legs wrapped around a pale demon creature whose hot breath was on her tits as he thrust into her. He was hard and cold inside her Danni knew, hard and cold and utterly evil, and she loved every thrust, every touch of his icy hands, her head thrown back and wailing in ecstasy at her degradation.

In her convent cot, Danni buried two fingers in her sodden cunt, her thumb pressing hard on her clit, imagining it to be her demon lover claiming his prize, taking her as his.

Another sudden shift and another exaggerated version of Danni. This one was on her knees, a great horned demon holding her head and forcing his mighty shaft into her helpless mouth. His heavy balls, the size of avocados, banged against her chin as he fucked her pretty face, and semen and saliva drooled from her ravished lips.

Her eyes were open, glazed with bliss, surrendering to the **** of her mouth, and Danni knew that her cunt was drenched with nectar and her ass was pulsing in anticipation of it's own violation. Her nipples were swollen with need, and she was utterly in thrall to her demon ravisher.

That scene faded to blackness, and Danni moaned in frustration when nothing immediately replaced it. She wanted to see more, she wanted to see woman after woman ravished and violated, their holes used by beasts and monsters and men. She wanted to be one of them, excited both by terror and by the glorious feeling of submission to brutal and savage creatures.

Slowly a new scene began to form, and this time, instead of being limited to observation, Danni felt herself drawn into it, sliding inside the body of a girl who looked little like her, but who she wore like a tailored suit of clothes.

This wench had been captured by two horrific demons, their faces all but skulls, their jaws full of razor teeth. One of them held her against him, his hands cupping her ass, his massive cock pressing against her but not yet penetrating. The other was between her thighs, his long cruel tongue embedded in her cunt, probing and exploring as she writhed and moaned.

She was being ****, but she was loving it, wanting these foul things inside her, wanting to surrender herself to them.

The demon pulled his tongue from her with an audible slurp, then stood between her trembling thighs, his long cock primed and ready and dripping with it's own demonic slime. She whimpered as the two things held her, knowing what was coming and welcoming it.

The foul thing between her thighs chuckled coldly, it's long tongue lolling out and dripping drool as he looked into her face, seeing that she was abandoned to lust, hearing the **** need in her whining. He lifted his cock, rubbing it between her sodden folds as his partner pressed the tip of his own shaft against her puckered ass.

"Ohhhhhh….don't make me wait....take me....take me...." Danni moaned, wanting the monstrous cocks in her virgin holes more than she'd ever wanted anything.

They didn't disappoint her. With deep thrusts they filled her nether holes, filled her so deep she expected to feel them in her throat, With shuddering moan she clung to one of them, gasping her blissful surrender, letting her body go limp as they hammered their shafts home in her.

In her convent cot Danni was whining in her sleep, her hips raised as she bucked into her own fingers, her other hand sliding to her ass. Lubing one finger with her own nectar she pressed it into her tight virgin pucker and gave a whimpering moan as she started to come.

Dream Danni was lost, utterly surrendered to her demon ravishers. She lived only to have their brutal cocks in her, lived only to serve them, her only music the sound of their lustful grunts and snarls and the lewd wet slurping sound of their cocks pistoning into her holes.

She was coming over and over, and continuous chain of orgasms that rose to shuddering peaks, only to rise higher and burst again. Her breath was ragged, her eyes glazed with degraded bliss, her mouth slack and wanton. She held her tits, squeezing them hard and flicking her thumbs over the nipples, her body trembling and jerking as they thrust.

Her head lolled back and she looked into a demon's eyes, gasping that she was his, his for now and his for evermore, her mouth open in invitation. His tongue slid forth and without hesitation she sucked it into her mouth, triggering another, yet more powerful chain of orgasms.

She was theirs. Theirs to do with as they liked. They could fuck her senseless, fuck her to **** even, and she would welcome it. Welcome anything that continued the shameful, degrading and utterly addicting pleasure she was feeling.

With a sudden shock, as though she had been thrown into a pool of cold water, Danni woke to find her fingers in her cunt and ass, her hips bucking. With a long groan she came, her pussy squirting fluid over her hands and soaking the sheets until she collapsed panting on her cot.

Only then hearing Amber whining in frantic terror in her own cot, her body thrashing madly.