Lux’s ending: In nature’s prison

Lux floats in an ocean of pleasure. Well, she’s immersed in something, that’s for sure – it drips off every part of her, achingly hot on her skin. All of her senses are filled with the intoxicating haze of pleasure; she has no way to count how long this has lasted. Only the gradually fading afterglow of her climax, the last of many.

It takes some time before she dares to open her eyes, the sticky sap clinging to her lashes. Blurrily she makes out Solana’s face – and Minn, darting about, looking for an opening.

“Get off – leave her alone!” the tiny, shrill voice demands. “You had your fun!”

“This is only the beginning, little one.” Solana, still a little breathless, sounds very pleased with herself. “Run along now – there’s nothing to be done.”

“No!” Minn’s anger flares, but vines move and twist to block any angle of approach. “That’s my friend! We’re going on an adventure together! Let her go!”

Go, Minn, Lux wants to plead, though she can only cough weakly. It’s my fault, I should have listened. Don’t give her an excuse to hurt you too…

“Don’t worry, little sprite,” she hears Solana say. And a familiar shift in her voice, just as Lux heard with Juniper, giving her words the **** of a fey charm. “You can come back and visit, when I play with her again. I’ll let you watch all you want.”

It should be sinister, horrifying, but in Lux’s current state, she can only feel relief. Relief that Minn, at least, gets to escape – and maybe that she’ll have a friend of sorts nearby for whatever torments still await in her future.

She sees the flitting light of Minn recede hesitantly from view. Then her tired eyes meet Solana’s, that cold, cruel smile.

“You will not die, pretty thing,” Solana says, moving away as more vines close in. “Even time will forget you in nature’s prison. But I will have time, every day, to show you new pleasures.”

Lux shivers at a touch – many touches – sliding up her legs, her thighs, coiling over every every inch of her skin. The vines tangling around her, like a nest of snakes, binding, cocooning…

“I promised you eternal pleasure.” Solana’s hot, breathy voice in her ear as all other sound vanishes. “And that’s what you’re going to get. Sweet dreams.”

Lux can only moan in response. Even panic, even despair, are beyond her now. There is only the sensory overload, the need for more, washing away thought itself.

The last light vanishes, and Lux’s long sentence begins.