Darker dreams

John's eyes flicker open he tries to move, but he is secured spread eagle on some kind of metal cross. The leather straps which hold him are tight, cutting into his skin.

A somehow familiar black haired women walks into view. She oozes sex and danger. She wears a black, laced, latex corset. It squeezes her sizable breasts up, making them look gargantuan. She wears black latex chaps with no underwear, allowing easy access to a shaved pussy. She is tall and seems to tower over him, in large part due to the shiny black boots with seven inch stiletto heels.

She gracefully glides over to him.

"Mm." She hums.

John squirms as she runs razor sharp, shiny black fingernails across his chest. She pushes hard enough for it to be painful, but not hard enough to draw blood.

"I'm going to have such fun making you one of my slaves."

John protests. "I think you have the wrong person. My girlfriend..."

"Here you speak only when spoken to, slave!"

John stifles a scream as she twists his nipple.

"Oh yes, I'm going to have fun with you for a very long time. Now lick!"

She tilts the cross nearly burying his face in her sex.

John begins licking, completely out of fear.

Something slaps his inner thigh, painfully hard.

"You can do better than that!"

John sneaks a glance back to see a long viscous looking riding crop.

She snaps the crop into his thigh even harder.

"My pussy should be the only thing you are looking at!"

John nearly whimpers.

After what seems like hours, John feels a gush of juice. He sighs in relief.

The black haired woman rotates the cross he is on back facing up.

John stares in horror. She holds a metal studded paddle. She slaps her own hand menacingly.

"Do better next time and you won't get the paddle."

John wakes up screaming.

The world is hazy around her. Then it solidifies. Eve knows she is dreaming. In font of her is a large ornate oak door. She licks her lips and pushes it open.

She steps into a room with cherry red walls and carpet. The entire ceiling is one seamless mirror. In the center of the room is an enormous bed, with black satin sheets.

In the center of the bed is a handsome man. A stacked blonde girl fellates him, while an oversexed redhead kisses his chest.

Memories from the night before return to Eve. She is jealous, and feels practically homely compared to the girls pleasuring this man.

He looks at Eve. "Join us. It is foolish to restrict yourself to just one lover."

His voice is deep, masculine, and makes Eve ache for sex.

The blonde looks up from her meal. For the first time Eve notices she has a spaded tail and slitted eyes. It looks so sexy, so elegant Eve envies her. She feels an odd pressure on her lower back as a tail grows forth.

She is amazed. It seems to be prehensile. Touching the tip gives her intense sexual pleasure. She realizes it is a sexual tool. Is this what having a cock feels like? She wonders.

The blonde looks up again and smiles, she beckons Eve to join them. She hops on the bed and to her dream lover.

The blonde gives one last suck and pulls off of the man's cock with a pop. He is cock is fully erect and massive.

He positions her in doggy. The red head slides underneath her and begins teasing her clit. The man plunges into her.

Eve moans in ecstasy.

The blonde brings her tail around to ass. It's precum lubricating her hole. She slithers it in.

Eve is overwhelmed by pleasure.

The blonde looks at her expectantly. Eve realizes she wants her tail. Eve slides her new appendage into the blonde's sodden slit. The blonde coos in pleasure.

Eve can't believe how good she feels. With a mighty moan the man cums. She climaxes from her sex, while orgasming from her tail. The blond purrs as she cums as well.

Eve's alarm clock rings, memories of her dream already fading. She sits up languidly. She is horny. She looks over at John's passed out body with disgust. After last night's pathetic performance she isn't even interested in waking him up for a quicky.

Eve struts into the bathroom. She stares at herself in the mirror.

"Hi sexy." She says to her reflection.

Eve can't believe how good she looks. The costume, or lingerie as she now thinks of it, makes her look like an erotic dream girl. The shiny black scales draw attention to her gigantic perfect breasts. She runs a finger, capped with a shiny, sharp, black fingernail over her nipple. She quivers with delight and wonders how her nails got that sharp.

Her makeup is flawless, like a pornstar on a photo shoot. She spins admiring her reflection.

She strokes her tight rear end. "Eve you are one hot piece of ass."

She slides on a dress exits the house with a predatory expression.