Dreams and revelations

As she drifted off to sleep, Mia found herself in a strange dream.

In the dream, she was standing tied up in her entranceway, her limbs bound by ropes. Troy was standing in front of her, smirking as he puppeted Mia like a marionette, making her obey his every command.

Troy, his smirk never leaving his face, led Mia to the middle of a bustling city street. Mia, terrified and frozen in place, watched in horror as her own hands slowly unbuttoned and pulled her shirt off her shoulders, revealing her bare breasts to the world. Her heart pounded in her chest as her nipples hardened, becoming erect under the staring gaze of passersby. As she stood there topless, she felt an unwanted arousal blooming within her. Despite her vulnerability, her body betrayed her, responding to the exposure and attention.

Mia felt her humiliation grow as Troy's gaze fell on her breasts. She stood transfixed as her own hands reached down to unfasten her skirt. The material slid slowly down her legs, revealing the lace panties she wore beneath. A wave of shame washed over her as she noticed the front of her panties were damp. She knew that her unwanted arousal was on full display for anyone to see.

Slowly, Troy had her reach down to her panties, her fingers trembling as they touched the material. With a gentle tug, she pulled them down, the panties sticking slightly to her wetness before revealing her bare pussy to the world. She stepped out of one leg, but left the panties hanging from the ankle of her other leg, a testament to her exposure. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she stood there, every detail of her body on full display.

As Troy's grip on the ropes tightened, walking her through the crowd with a sense of malicious glee, Mia felt her humiliation reach new heights. The faces of the onlookers were a mixture of curiosity and disbelief as they stopped to stare at the naked woman walking shamelessly through the streets. She tried desperately to cover herself with her hands, but it was no use. She was nothing more than a plaything for Troy's twisted amusement.

Troy **** her into even more provocative positions, stopping her in the street, her legs spread wide apart. Helplessly, Mia watched as her own hands reached down and parted her pussy lips, revealing her most intimate place to anyone who happened to walk by. The sun beating down on her bare skin made her cunt tingle with desire. Every glimpse of a stranger's gaze drifting towards her pussy sent a wave of heat through her core. She could feel her pussy growing wetter with each passing moment, her desire growing stronger despite her **** attempts to resist.

And as she stood there, her bare cunt dripping with arousal, Mia felt like she was being stripped of her dignity, piece by piece. She knew that there was no escape from the nightmare in which she found herself trapped.

Troy led her towards an elevator, pulling roughly on the ropes as he guided her inside. She watched as he pressed the button for the highest floor and stepped in beside her. With a devious grin, Troy used the ropes to pull her leg up onto the handrail, forcing her to stand on one leg. Then, Mia felt her own hand raise, and could only watch helplessly as she reached down and parted her pussy lips in front of the mirrored walls.

Troy's grip on the rope tightened, forcing Mia's hand to begin rubbing the wetness between her legs. Her fingers danced over her clitoris, teasing and tormenting it with a speed that was both relentless and precise. The pressure she applied was just enough to send shivers of pleasure coursing through her body, but not enough to bring her to the release she so desperately craved.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt the warmth of her touch spreading throughout her lower body. The scent of her arousal filled the air, making her head spin. Despite her attempts to resist, the unwanted arousal that had been building within her throughout the ordeal threatened to consume her.

As the elevator began to ascend, the air inside grew warmer and more oppressive. Mia's skin glistened with sweat, her breasts heaving with each labored breath. Her pussy throbbed with need, her clit swollen and aching for release. Mia could feel herself pushing towards the edge of climax, but she had no control over the speed of her release.

In the mirrored walls of the elevator, Mia watched herself, transfixed. She saw a depraved woman, lost in the haze of her own arousal. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips parted in a sensual pout. She watched as her hand moved frantically over her exposed pussy, each movement more **** than the last. Her body writhed against the handrail, leaving a trail of sweat and desire in a vain attempt to find release.

As her climax approached, the elevator came to a stop, and so did she. **** for release, Mia watched as the doors opened, revealing Sarah standing in the hallway, her expression unreadable. Mia hoped that Sarah might save her, and watched with baited breath as Sarah walked straight up to Troy with a determined expression. In a surprising show of strength, Sarah pushed Troy away, sending him stumbling out the elevator doors.

Relieved, Mia watched as Sarah approached her. Her body ached with desire, her pussy throbbing and her clit swollen to an excruciating degree. She wanted nothing more than to slide her fingers back between her legs, to bring herself the release that had been so cruelly denied her.

However, instead of untying her, Sarah took Troy's place, becoming the puppet master herself. Sarah's hands gently manipulated the strings, guiding Mia out of the elevator and down a long corridor. As she walked down the hallway, her pussy and clit throbbing in time with her heartbeat, Mia prayed for some semblance of relief from the unending torment. As they reached the end, Mia felt herself opening a door, and found herself led into a running shower. She felt the water cascade down her body, leaving wet trails along her form. As she stood there, the steam rising around her, Mia knew that she was powerless to resist.

Sarah's touch was both gentle and commanding as she guided Mia's hands over her own body. Mia's could feel the softness of her own skin as her fingers traced the curves of her own breasts. Mia gasped in shock as she felt herself begin to play with her nipples, rolling them between her fingers and pinching them lightly. Mia's body ached with desire, her pussy throbbing and her clit swollen to an excruciating degree. But as Sarah continued to torment her breasts, Mia felt a new wave of arousal wash over her.

Sarah guided Mia's hands lower, over her stomach, tracing the ridges of her abdominal muscles. Mia's fingers continued their journey, moving slowly downwards to her own wet, swollen folds. As her fingers brushed against her bare pussy lips, Mia's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment. Mia felt herself completely at the mercy of Sarah's desires.

As Mia moaned softly, her body leaning into her own touch, her nipples hardened beneath the spray of water. The dream took on a new intensity as Sarah used the strings to make Mia's hips buck and grind against her own fingers. Each movement was precise and calculated, her hips moving in time with the rhythm of her touch, pushing Mia closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. With every thrust and grind, Mia felt her arousal building, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Finally, Sarah led Mia to the brink of orgasm, her fingers teasing and prodding at her most sensitive spots. Before Mia could cum, however, Sarah led Mia to the corner of the shower to pick up a small, naked doll from the floor. The doll was a perfect replica of Mia, every detail perfectly crafted. As Sarah made Mia grasp the doll, Mia was filled with a sense of trepidation. She couldn't shake the feeling that this was somehow wrong, that the dream had taken a wrong turn somewhere.

With the doll in Mia's hands, Sarah guided Mia to bring the doll down, down into-

Mia awoke with a start, her heart pounding and her body tingling with arousal. She could feel the wetness between her legs, and the memory of the dream was still vivid in her mind. With a groan, she sat up on the couch, the sheet falling away from her body. Her nipples were hard, poking against the soft fabric of her thin pajamas. The sensation of being both aroused and embarrassed was overwhelming, but only one thought raced through her mind as she tried to catch her breath.

The doll! She'd left her doll in the car, and she couldn't afford to let it out of her sight again. It gave someone too much control over her. Heart pounding with panic and residual desire, she got up from the couch, grabbed her keys, and headed for the car dressed in only her silky thin pajamas. The soft fabric did little to conceal her body, but she hardly cared as she hurried down the hall and out the front door.

Outside, the cool night air did little to quell her desire. She could still feel the weight of the dream pressing down on her, making it difficult to focus on the task at hand. As she approached the vehicle, she noticed the moonlight seemed to be drawn to her car, sucked down into the passenger seat through her car windshield. Everything seemed lit with an ethereal glow, and for a second, Mia wondered if she was still dreaming.

She unlocked the car and bent over the seat to retrieve the lockbox, exposing her scantily clad rear to the empty night street. It took a second of searching, but she found it. Backing out of the car, Mia clutched the lockbox to her chest and breathed deeply as she stood there in the moonlight.

It's okay, thought Mia, I have the doll.

Standing in the middle of the quiet street, Mia suddenly felt exposed and ****. Her thin silky pajamas clung to her body, revealing the darker shade of her arousal on the front of her pajamas, where her crotch was damp and see-through. Her nipples stood at attention, hard and erect beneath the thin fabric, adding to her sense of vulnerability.

Mia glanced around nervously, her eyes darting from one darkened window to the next. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. The distant sound of a car passing on a nearby street sent a shiver of fear down her spine, as she realized that anyone passing by could see her in all her aroused glory, and she quickly made her way back to Sarah's house.

Mia returned inside, wiping her feet on the mat. As she made her way back to the couch, she felt a presence behind her. Turning around, she found Sarah standing there topless, dressed in nothing but a lacy pair of panties, watching her with a mixture of curiosity and longing in her eyes.

"Forget something?" Sarah asked playfully, her green eyes glowing mischievously in the dark.

"J-Just a keepsake, from home." Mia stammered out, not thinking quickly enough. She instinctively avoided eye contact with Sarah, but that left her staring directly at her naked breasts instead. She quickly glanced away.

Sarah had noticed her gaze. "Sorry, forgot I had company." she said, covering up her nipples with one arm. "I heard the door open, and wanted to make sure you were alright."

"Oh." Mia felt sheepish. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Sarah looked Mia up and down for a moment, waiting for elaboration. Mia was nervous, but didn't say anything else.

"Well, obviously you don't want to talk about it. And it's 3am. I'm going back to bed. Goodnight Mia."

As Sarah left, Mia returned to the couch, still clutching the lockbox. She knew that Sarah must have seen her nipples, must have noticed the dampness between her legs. But she also knew that she had control now. She had the doll.

With a deep sigh, Mia closed her eyes once more, trying to will herself to sleep. But the images from the dream and the feeling of Sarah's presence lingered in her mind, refusing to let her rest easily.

Tomorrow, thought Mia, I'll sort everything out tomorrow.

In his dreams, Troy found himself transported to a surreal world where he could control Mia's every action. He would watch her go about her daily routine, completely unaware of the erotic game they were playing. With a simple thought, he could make her orgasm in the middle of a crowded street or the confines of an elevator. The intensity of her pleasure was almost too much to bear, and he found himself becoming aroused just by imagining the look of shock and embarrassment on her face.

As he watched Mia squirm in discomfort, Troy felt a sense of power and control that he had never experienced before. He could make her do whatever he wanted, without her ever knowing it was him. The thought of keeping this secret from her only served to fuel his desires, and he found himself yearning for more.

In one particularly vivid dream, Troy found himself standing at the edge of a crowded pool. He focused his thoughts on Mia, who was sunbathing on one of the loungers nearby. With a flick of his fingers, he made her stand up and begin to strip out of her swimsuit, exposing her perfect body to the crowd of pool-goers. The sight of her bare flesh sent a wave of pleasure through him, and he watched with a smile as she was engulfed in a tide of aroused onlookers.

As Troy awoke from these erotic dreams, his heart raced and his cock twitched with anticipation. Sitting upright in bed, he glanced over at the tube containing Mia's doll. Instead of a human figurine, however, it looked like the tube itself had become flesh. Troy hurried to the window to inspect the doll.

Upon closer inspection, the outer doll tube itself had not become flesh, its contents had. What used to be a doll now filled its container with a pink fleshy substance, seemingly formed to the shape of the doll tube it was within. With shaking hands, Troy grasped the doll tube, and retrieved the flesh-coloured tube from within. Why hadn't it worked?

His jaw dropped as he examined the tube more closely. Troy found himself staring at a familiar object. A pink fleshy object, with a vagina on one end. It was a fleshlight, perfectly molded into the likeness of Mia's pussy. His excitement growing, Troy carefully removed the fleshlight from the tube, marveling at its realism. The texture of the skin, the tightness of the entrance, even the slight odor that emanated from it – everything was spot on.

This... this was even better than he ever imagined! Troy lifted the Mia fleshlight and slipped his fingers tentatively inside. The tightly packed material inside yielded easily under his touch, mimicking the feeling of slipping into warm, wet heat. Troy was very tempted to use his toy straight away, but he knew he wanted to time his use of the Mia fleshlight for the biggest impact to her life. He only had two days, after all.

Deciding that he needed to plan his next move carefully, Troy looked over Mia's schedule for the day. As he scanned through the classes, he noticed that she had a recorded lecture that students could watch remotely. It had mandatory attendance, and students were encouraged to participate actively in discussions towards the end.

Troy smiled to himself as he thought about the perfect plan. He would make sure to use Mia's fleshlight as she attended the lecture. That way, he could log on to her school account as her, watch her react to his touch, and record it, to watch again later. He felt his cock strain against his pants as he glanced over at the fleshlight. _Patience, _he thought, you only have to wait a couple of hours.