Sharon Day ((Nightmares))

Inside the lush confines of her lavish bedroom, Sharon found herself trapped amidst the tumultuous waves of a disturbing dream. Her eyes fluttered beneath her heavy eyelids, struggling against the encroaching darkness that seemed hellbent on consuming her entire being. As she sunk deeper into the throes of sleep, visions began dancing across her consciousness – a macabre dance of power, desire, and torrid temptations. Sharon's subconscious played host to a surreal world filled with strange juxtapositions. There was no escape from the sinister grasp of this uninvited visitor as her dream morphed into one wherein her archrival, Helen Mount, took control over every aspect of her life, including the very depths of her sexual desire. In this bizarre scenario, Sharon reluctantly submitted to Helen. In her nightmare she had been caught by Helen masturbating in her office. Humiliated beyond measure, she couldn’t believe how much control her rival held over her even in her deepest dark fantasies. The sensation of helplessness gripping her tightened like a vice around her chest. "Please," she whispered softly. But there was nothing but silence echoing back. In fact, things only escalated further when Helen mounted her, pinning her down on the cold marble floor."This isn't right!" cried Sharon, feeling the full weight of defeat pressing down upon her. Helen stripped Sharon and then straddled her letting Sharon see her bare pussy and as their eyes locked Helen demanded Sharon lick and eat her pussy.

Overwhelmed by her dominant gaze, Sharon could do little else than obey, swallowing the bitter taste of shame and humiliation along with her rival's forbidden nectar. With each ravenous lap of Helen's succulent folds, another layer of dignity fell away, leaving Sharon exposed not just physically but emotionally too. Deep within, she felt the sharp stabs of painful remorse and regret, wishing fervently that she could turn back time and regain control over her destiny instead of submitting meekly to the whims of her enemy. As Sharon continued to pleasure Helen, they locked eyes again, neither breaking eye contact nor showing any signs of mercy. It wasn't so much about sex anymore, but rather about dominance and submission, power play and surrender. With each gentle nibble of Sharon's tongue on Helen's womanhood, Sharon grew more aware of the raw intensity of the moment. The dream shifted to Sharon prostrating herself before Helen sucking and kissing her nyloned toes from beneath her own desk. Helens' firm hands wrapped around her neck, fingers tracing upwards until finally reached the sensitive spot just below her ear. Sharon winced slightly, unable to help but let out a small moan. This time, however, Helen didn't stop. Instead, she pulled harder, causing Sharon to squirm underneath her touch. Their connection heightened with each passing second, the boundaries blurred between predator and prey, power and submission. Suddenly Sharon woke up from her nightmare when the alarm clock went off.

She quickly tried to shake the lingering feelings of vulnerability and humiliation that had permeated through her body during the erotic encounter with Helen. Sharon sat upright on the edge of her enormous bed and rubbed her temples, trying to alleviate the headache brought on by her vivid nightmare. Her heart raced, adrenaline coursing through her veins after experiencing such intense arousal. She headed to the shower stepped under the warm water and washed away the night's sleep. Even though she felt clean now, mentally she still needed something to ease the turmoil brewing inside her. She thought maybe she could go see Doctor Veronica Stern. She was an expert who specialised in dreams and nightmares. She put on her robe and headed to the kitchen for her toast and coffee then when breakfast was done she dressed. She put on her matching black La Perla bra and panties. They were deliciously silky to the touch and gave her the confidence she sought. She then slipped some la Perla mesh tights up her legs before putting on a Versace skirt business suit and white blouse. She then stepped into a pair of Louis Vuitton black high heels. The click-clack of her designer shoes signalled a certain level of elegance and confidence as she walked towards her car parked outside her home. When she arrived at the office she called her PA into her office. She asked Karen to make an appointment with Doctor Stern for as soon as possible. Karen replied hesitantly, "Of course Ms. Day, I will schedule an immediate meeting.

Karen returned five minutes later and informed Sharon that Dr Stern could see her tomorrow morning. Sharon thanked Karen and went back to work on her computer. As she was working away Helen Mount came into her office."Good Morning Sharon" said Helen brightly. She hated these early meetings because they made her feel tired, and her usual energy sapped. Nevertheless, she smiled graciously. "Morning Helen", she responded while taking sips of her hot cup of coffee. They both sat opposite each other, a large wooden table separating them. They discussed several projects and events coming up which required joint decisions. Throughout these discussions, Sharon's mind would wander to the nightmare she had. Each glance sent Helen's way caused her to remember the indignity she experienced at the hands of her fiercest rival. The memory left her fuming inside, her face betraying none of her discomfort, her smile hiding all traces of the anger building up within her. Meanwhile, Helen appeared oblivious to Sharon's internal struggle, maintaining her friendly demeanour throughout their conversation. Every once in a while, she would catch sight of Sharon glaring at her intensely, followed by her turning away in what looked like embarrassment. The day went on and Sharon managed to get through her work. When she arrived at her home she went to her room changed into her nightgown and slipped into bed. It had been an exhausting day, especially since her mind kept drifting back to the haunting image of Helen towering over her.

Sleep eluded her, replaced instead by images of dominance and submission, intertwined within the depths of her psyche. These intrusive thoughts led her to toss and turn restlessly throughout the night, seeking solace that remained stubbornly out of reach. Eventually, she succumbed to sleep and fell into another nightmare but this time she was submitting to Karen who was using her as a chair her bare ass on her face. She wanted to resist but was paralyzed by fear. This sudden transformation of roles left her reeling, making her question her previously held beliefs about power dynamics. Soon her alarm was going off and again Sharon woke up and started her day like every other day. After getting ready for work she drove towards Dr Stern's office.