A Place of Respite

As you stumble forward, you turn the corner and you can see another classroom's door. This one though is dirty, in the otherwise spotless world. "Yes, that one." As you open the door, it is a blank room, 4 walls and nothing other than the door. That is, it is that for a second, before the room morphs. Before your eyes as you gasp, you see a blue velvet bed appear in the center of the room, the walls also coat in blue velvet, the carpet soft against your feet. You look back to see that the hallway is still as it was, and you close the door behind you.

You walk up to the bed, to examine it. You hear the padding of feet behind you, before you feel warm arms wrap around you in a passionate embrace. Her warm breasts push against your back as she breathes into your ear. "You're such a good girl, making it here."

It is the voice from before, but now fullbodied, sultry, her breath tickling your ear, her arms wrapped around you, her touch soothing. "Now we can really get to know each other."

“W...What are you... doing?” You asked gently, starting to turn around. You felt a very gentle kiss along the back of your neck, gently moaned out biting yout lip. I turned around, slowly as I saw her. A fuller version of me... she looked just like me... just fuller, more pronounced. A few tattoos adorned her body, emphasizing the beautiful little bits of her. Your eyes widened when you saw this copy wearing very skimpy clothing... something you would never wear. A dark blue set of lingerie. Confident in her own body.

“W...Who are you?” You asked, I closed my eyes trying to clear them before I opened them again. She was still there. “You’re... me... except... beautiful.” You said softly, nervously, shaking.

“Can you explain this, this place, this world to me?”

She giggles as she looks at you, before moving around you and sitting on the bed, patting a spot beside her. You sat down beside her and looked at her. A warm smile fills her face, your face.

You looked over her body, covered in thin cloth. But... she wasn’t you. She was... better. Where your breasts were small and perky, hers were full, and proportional. Where you had a few freckles on your face, she had clear, smooth skin. She was just... better than you. Like a you that had been made without the small unavoidable imperfections. Your hands go over your chest to cover them from... well, yourself. Seeing her body made you feel self-conscious about your own.

"I will try. Some details can only really be grasped in the moment. I am Psyche, a manifestation of yourself.” As she introduces herself, she leans forward, as though inviting her to look upon her body. “ I am thou and thou art I. I am you, the you filled with power. I can only appear physically within these rooms, that are bare of his cognition. Within the rest of this place, it must be you who moves forward. But I will always be with you, within you."

"This place is a dream, or to be more accurate the mind of your teacher, Professor August Derleth. This place represents his view of women, with students who are ideal clay to mold and teachers who help shape them. Have you ever felt his eyes along your legs? The way he looked at their breasts when they came in from the hot summer day? This is all him."

"And the rest of the people here are as well. The mask wearers are extensions of his being, like fingers of a hand. But don't worry about hurting him through them, they are numerous, there might be hundreds of them wandering the hall. He loses one like people lose hair. The women that you woke up with aren't real either, just puppets playing out his fantasy, like very real dolls. In this place there are only two "real" people, you and him."

"This place is a safe room. To him, it doesn't matter, barely even exists, it is a place in the school that he has no sway. As it is empty, you can fill it. I have filled this one, given you a refuge. Places that will allow you to escape for the moment. But you must find him and confront him. Otherwise, you will be pulled here, like a toy boat into a raging whirlpool."

You were even more confused. Sure, the details of the world were beginning to make a bit of sense, the only thing that confused you now was, how? Sure it was his dream, but how did you get here? Were you really here, or maybe this was all your own dream, a dream within a dream.

She leans in and kisses your shoulder, to which you can’t help but gasp. "I know it is a lot to take in. I want you to know that I'll be here for you always, I will make sure that you are always ready for the trial to come. I can be a source of comfort." You blush at her words, so comforting, so loving. Her eyes are so beautiful, as you turn to fully hold them with your gaze. With that she moves in, kissing you fully on the lips.

Wet, warm lips. You blushed as you felt her lips, the first woman’s lips that had ever touched your, but then you felt her tongue push in, and she moved your hands from your chest, exposing you, giving permission to let yourself be seen. Your hand went to her hip, as you started to kiss her back. It wasn’t like a kiss you had been through before, this was better... it felt better. It was warmer, softer, delicate. It was... the perfect kiss.

You moaned softly into her mouth as you felt yourself being pushed back. Your back touched the soft bed, and you felt her hand come up and touch your chest. You gasped, your back arching as you pulled your lips away, moving them to her neck as you gently kissed it. She smelt good, sweet... even safe in an odd way, your own smell. You wrapped your legs around her hips and went back for a kiss, and as your lips touched you moaned again feeling her squeeze your chest.

“You feel so good.” I mumbled, kissing her chin as I blushed, my hand resting on her side as the other one looked for a way to remove her clothing. She pulls back briefly and smiles. There is a slight teasing to the smile, and you understand why as her lingerie suddenly is engulfed in a blue fire, leaving no trace but the beautiful orbs that lay beneath. There is no heat, as your hand lingers nearby. "Remember, I am you. My true form is immaterial. Though stripping can be it's own fun." She grabs your hand and moves it back to where it was, holding it there, not letting you run away.

Her words done, she returned to kiss you, as her hand plays with your breast. Your own hands find her back, holding her, clinging to her. Her fingers circle your nipple, before gently pinching it. As you react, she let's go of your kiss to enjoy your reaction, as you writhe in ecstasy beneath her.

You found yourself heating up. You were horny... very, very horny. Hornier than you had ever been before. You’ve never felt like this. So... needy. So dependent on one person. Even when your boyfriend and you had sex, it doesn’t feel like this. No burning desire... no pure need. Mostly he initiates it, your feeling genuine as you feel his love... but you have never been so captured in pure lust like this.

Her hand leaves your breast, rubbing along your stomach, as her other hand moves to the other breast that was left alone to this point. But soon your world is consumed as the first hand traces lower and lower, until you feel your heart race as she guides her finger along your clit.

She smiles at you as you moan. "So cute. Feel it. Feel your body sing. You've lived such a sheltered life, feel what it means to be free!" You heard her... and your pussy gushed. You were fucking a woman. No, you were fucking yourself and it was hot as hell. You feel a finger plunge inside of you, as her thumb continues to play with your needy clit.

You opened your legs to her, hearing her sweet voice whispering such empowering words. You closed your eyes, moaning out as she pushed her finger deeper into your pussy. You felt her thumb rubbing your clit as you moaned out, moaning as her lips met your supple neck.

“Oh my god... fuck.” Your hips bucked as she found your gspot. “Yes... that feels so good.” You moaned, your eyes opening as your hand moved to the back of her head to hold her against your neck.

“P...Please don’t stop. God...” You moaned pushing yourself towards her, your bodies as one as you wrapped your legs around her hips.

You body tossed, your hips bucked, your back arched. You’ve never felt so sexy in my life... so desired. You moaned, feeling her gently bite your neck. Your thighs trembled, your legs closed, your pussy gushed, and you started to tremble.

“F... Fuck me, Kiara.” You moaned your own name, closing your eyes.

Your words only seemed to drive her on, as she began to rub you with renewed vigor, her fingers dancing inside you. She gently bit your neck again as her hand moved from your breast to hold her close to you, your breasts rubbing against each other, the chorus of hard breathing growing ever higher in frequency. The world seemed to grow ever more fevered in pitch until finally…

“Fuck! I’m cumming!” You screamed out, your eyes rolling back as you pushed your hips towards her. You screamed, your walls contracting and then releasing, along with a massive amount of squirt. You had never came so hard, your thighs numb as your juices flowed out of you. You felt her still rubbing as you squealed, until she removed her fingers leaving a puddle of your cum between your legs.

As you lay there, you could feel her kissing along your shoulders and neck, before she moved up, your legs falling in complete exhaustion. "Listen. I can feel it and you can too, you're going to fall asleep. Between the confusion of coming here and the energy needed to manifest me, it is hardly a surprise. When you do, you will wake up in your own bed. But know that this is not a silly dream. Look upon your body when you wake up if you do not believe me."

She cradles you to her breast as you can feel your eyes begin to close. She looks down at you with a warm smile. "Remember I will always be with you. You can call me Psyche, as I feel resonance with that name. A fitting name, for one born of the soul." She rubs your hair as you feel your eyes grow heavy. "Sleep well, my beautiful little traveler." Your eyes close as you smile, as your consciousness fades, and for a second you could swear you feel like you are falling.

You wake up, and you feel pain. All of your body seems to hurt, but especially around your ass. As you shift, you can't help but let out a little sound of pain. Your boyfriend turns in his sleep, a sigh coming from him. "Good morning. Have a bad dream?"

You mumble a small yes, timid and small. He doesn't move, trying to fall back asleep. You feel yourself wide awake. And if not for the stripes of red across your ass and all over your body, you'd put it down to an odd dream.