Send Casandra a message

You're still not sure about this website, but her profile intrigues you, what's the harm in sending her a message?

You begin typing...

"Hi Casan..."

You suddenly stop typing as a white flash streaks past your eyes. You quickly turn around to see a wall that doesn't look familiar. You turn back to your computer only to see that it's no longer there, in fact none of your stuff is there, you seem to be in a completely different location. You are suddenly standing in an apartment you've never been in before. It doesn't take you very long to notice the woman laying casually on the couch in front of you. As you begin to get over the shock of your new surroundings you're able to connect the looks of the woman to that of the picture you just clicked on. Is this Casandra?

"Hello." The woman says casually. She doesn't move, seemingly completely unfazed by your sudden appearance.

"Are... are you Casandra?" You ask. You have no idea how this is happening.

"I am." She says, still not moving from her relaxed position. "I knew you were about to message me, so I thought I'd save us both some time."

"How?' You ask. Causing Casandra to let out sigh.

"I don't have the patience for foolishness." She says. "The website said it was connecting you with witches, what do you think is happening?"

"But how is that possible?" You ask, still in disbelief.

"You need to have an open mind if you want to be with me, so I'll have to send you back home." She begin to raise her arm.

"NO!" You shout. You're not completely sure what's going on, but you don't want to turn back now. "I believe you. Please let me stay, you're beautiful." You don't know if that will convince her, but you know it's true. You see a smile appear on her face.

"You think I'm beautiful?" She asks

"More beautiful than any woman I've ever seen." You answer. You hope your wife never finds out you said that.

"Prove it." She says. Her face suddenly becoming quite serious.

"What?... how?" You ask.

"First, take off all of your cloths." She commands. You're surprised, but you can feel your cock twitch, excited by what this might lead to.

"Um... why?" You ask

"I said stop being foolish." She says sternly.

You figure it's best to comply. You quickly remove your clothing. You pause a bit once you get to your underwear. After a deep breath you remove them as well. You're excitement is confirmed as your hard cock sticks straight up as your underwear falls down.

"We'll, that's a start." She says, clearly eyeing your erect cock. "Stroke it!" She demands.

"What? like right here?" You ask, once again realizing how weird this all is.

"You said I was the most beautiful woman you've ever seen. That means you should be able to pleasure yourself by just looking at me." Her face is getting harder to read, she quickly jumps between a flirty smiles and intimidating glares.

Not sure of any other options, you move your hand over to your cock and begin stroking it.

"Mhmm. That's it." She moans "Don't take your eyes off of me."

You feel a bit ridiculous jacking off alone in the middle of the room, but you keep your eyes on Casandra, imagining her helping you, instead of just laying there staring into your soul.

"I bet you're picturing me naked, aren't you." She says her sultry voice making things a bit easier. "Maybe you'll get to see what that actually looks like." You begin to pick up your stroking pace.

"I want you to cum for me." She says. "Show me how sexy you think I am, and explode, right here in front of me."

You don't want to disappoint her, but has all of this actually gotten that close to cuming?