The start of the "Dreams"

That night Lillian and Norton sat together at the usual routine of joking around, watching movies, and playing games. Norton tried his best not to show how much the actions of the last few days have started really bothering him. Each day more and more unanswered questions piled up, he had to know why all of this was happening. "Hey," Norton broke from his trance to see Lillan staring at him, "are you okay? You seem out of it today." Norton nodded, "Yeah I am fine, just a bit tired, I think I am going to call it a night." Lillan frowned, "Okay, I am going to stay up a bit longer, see you in the morning." Norton meekly smiled, "Goodnight Lillan."

He closed the door behind him and laid down pulling the covers over him pondering each event, his mind darting from place to place unable to completely focus on one thing. "I need sleep, I will figure this out more in the morning."

Dream 1

Norton awakes to find himself rowing a large boat, "Is this a dream?" he says to himself, "I thought once you realized you were in a dream you woke up." He continued rowing. For dreams this one was as vivid as they come, the sounds, the sights, the smells, everything felt as if this was not a dream. It was as if he really was there, he started to look around to assess the situation when a large man stood over him screaming. "Unless you want to die here row, they are coming." Norton was perplexed, "What is coming? What is going on?" Just then he heard a voice, one of the most beautiful voices he has ever heard singing what sounded like a nursery rhyme.

"Oh men of treasure oh men of fame,"

The giant man stares up at the sky. "we are in the dark abyss, that idiot of a captain guided us straight into the mouth of evil," Norton looked at him and the man could tell Norton had no idea what he was talking about. "Good God man, where does the captain get you all from? You have not heard of the "Lullaby of the Abyss?" Norton shook his head, but before the man could speak again the voice sang again.

"To travel from afar to make their own name,"

The giant man turns to Norton with a look that did not match his size, he looked afraid. "My God have mercy on us all, ROW DAMMIT, ALL OF OUR LIVES DEPEND ON GETTING OUT OF THESE WATERS," Norton went to protest but the mans fear was more than enough to convince him this was serious.

"To drink and be merry from all that they gain,"

Everything became quiet, all that you could here was the sound of each oar rising and entering the water. The silence was deafening. Suddenly the voice sang again, but this time the voice was close and accompanied by a chorus that reverbarated throughout the boat.

"But the unlucky come here and end up our CLAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIMMMMMMM"

The last note became a disorienting scream as silhouettes flew back and forth across the night sky. "Oh God no," Everyone turned just in time to watch one of the men in the back wrestling with a couple of the darken creatures before the were able to grab both of his arms and legs and fly off into the horizon. Everyone stopped, but only for a moment before panic took over the boat. Some of the men desprately started rowing as hard as they could while others grabbed swords, torches, and quivers preparing to fend off whatever was in the night sky.

The captain yelled up to the night sky as man after man disappeared from right before his eyes. They were faster then anyone could keep up with. "WHAT DO YOU NEED TO LET US PASS DEMON?" Norton was surprised at his question, but it was answered quickly in the same singing voice.

"We do not bargain with lesser men, we will take our payment willingly or not."

The large man pulled his sword and stood next to the captain. "Why did you take us out here? Was the treasure really worth traveling to this place?" Moments after asking the man was grabbed joining the others in the night sky. Norton panicked, and hid under a small landing next to the captain.

"The payment is still owed just one more to fill, he knows it is wrong but he still chose to steal. His time has come and he knew the deal, now we shall drink until we have our fill,"

"so this is where I meet my fate huh," He mumbles to himself sounding as if he was holding back tears. Then he looks to Norton "I don't know what all they want as payment but take this," he reaches in his pocket and hands Norton a small green stone, "this belongs to a woman I once known, if you survive do not let Lilith or Eve have this stone." Norton looked up "How do you know..." but, before he could finish his question a woman that looks like a cross between a beautiful woman and a bird enters the light and points at the captain. He drops his sword and stretches out his arms for the birdwomen to grab. They quickly pounce upon him carrying him into the night sky.

The original birdwomen does not take flight, she looks directly where he is hiding.

"You can come out, though the stone is mine you did not take it so you do not owe the same these men do. However, as the holder of the stone I shall teach you of what you now have."

Norton went to ask what this was all about, but before he could utter a word she charged at him tackling him to the ground and causing the other harpies to cheer. "What are you doing," Norton yelled struggling against the light but surprisingly strong woman. She did not say anything in response as they rolled around fighting for position. Over time Norton was losing strength while the harpie woman seemed unaffected from the struggle. "I love when they fight, it makes what happens next so much more fun." Eventually, Norton could not struggle any longer and the Harpy leader rolled him into a 69. "Now, lets begin..." Through his cursing and begging the woman began releasing his body from his clothing. Norton tried to push her off but his muscles burned with fatigue. "Please wake up, please wake up, fucking wake up," Norton thought to himself as he still weakly pushed at her hips planted directly on his face. She pulls his penis free. "Ah...there we go" he felt her breath inches away from his penis. "What are you....ungh," his question was cut short as her mouth enveloped his penis. Norton began questioning if this was still a dream. He could feel everything she was doing to him. Her two prong attack was both unmeasurable pleasure and relentless ****. Norton could not help but cry out, sometimes he could muster full sentences, but mostly he was reduced to inexplicable jargon. Each orgasm was bolt of electricity shooting through his body and each time became more and more painful.

This continued for what felt like hours, he lost track of how long it was or how many times he'd cum, he was sore, he was tired, he could not move and he was slowly losing consciousness. "Aww, poor baby," she cooed as she finally released him. "If you cannot handle this you will not stand a chance against her." Norton was barely able to hear the last few words before blacking out.

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