You wake up screaming

You wake up, disorientated, your living room filled with your own screams, your TV still on in the corner.

You wipe the sweat from your forehead, as you realize that it was all just a very long dream.

"It was all going on inside your head," says a familiar sexy blonde on the TV, "but it wasn't a dream." She stretches an arm out of the screen and drags you back in, as you realize that your nightmare isn't over. You're pulled through the screen, kicking and screaming, and thrown to the ground.

"I told you I'd take you to the future," says Saturn Girl, now standing over you, her body thrusting against her skimpy pink skintight bikini. You're back inside that strange sphere of hers, looking out on that cornfield in Smallville, and you now realize that all that future was just an illusion she planted in your mind.

"What?" she says. "Do you really think I'd want to share you with the other super-dommes?"

"I died..." you say.

"Only in your head," she says, laying a stiletto heel on your chest. "Maybe you're imagining this too." She ups the pressure, digging her heel in, enjoying your discomfort. "So, tell me, how should I hurt you next? What's the worst thing you can imagine? You tell me, and I'll do it to you. I might even top it."

You look up to her, and you feel your mouth start to open, despite you not wanting it to. Beads of sweat appear on your brow as you fight to stay silent, literally biting your tongue. As you sit there shaking, you finally feel her control ebbing away.

"I'm impressed," she says. "You managed to resist telling me what you were thinking." She smiles a big smile,as she starts to remove her long pink gloves. "It's a good job I could read your mind."