The Domain of Pleasure

The Domain of Pleasure

A Dreamland of Endless Indulgence

Chapter 1 by Fapagon Fapagon

The world was a rather hostile place, filled with bounds of selfish and evil-minded people who cared for nobody but themselves. You are different from most, however. As far back as you could recall, you had always been an outstanding person. In an effort to counter all of the negativity in the world, you try your best to fill it with as much positivity as you can. You give your spare coins to the beggars in the streets, you volunteer at the hospital to mend wounds, you help your uncle plow the wheat fields on his farm, you even help your mother cook dinner most nights. In everything you did, you always put others's needs before your own. Nevertheless, despite your altruism, you were rarely ever shown the same treatment. All your good deeds seemed to be fruitless. Nobody truly cared or noticed, save for the gods.

As you return home from a strenuous night at the town hospital, having removed countless broadhead arrows from the returning soldiers, you grab an apple and head to your room, leaving a kiss on your sleeping mother's forehead as you pass her. Having returned too late for dinner, your mother had only cooked a meal for herself and your sister, Ana, though you did not care, for they were able to enjoy more food for themselves. You remove your shirt, take another bite from the apple, and get under the rough covers of your bed, ready for some much needed rest. Your flickering room goes dark as you blow out the candle on your bedside table, causing the wick to emit aromatic smoke that soothes you to sleep. The scent of the smoke evokes a thought of the young nurse you work with at the hospital, Vanessa, whose lavender perfume smells just like your lavender-infused candle. You can't help but to lay thinking about your sole selfish desire; to feel the pleasuring touch of a woman. You drift off to sleep as the aroma of the extinguished candle fills your mind with thoughts of beautiful women, like Vanessa, riding and sucking you, and letting you use their bodies to indulge in your primal desires and urges. If any man was deserving of such pleasure, it was most definitely you.

Suddenly you feel as if the rough burlap sheets and blankets entwining you have been replaced with those of smooth cloth and velvet. The distant sound of the barking dogs outside is changed to that of chirping birds and the gentle flowing of grass and leaves in the wind. Then, the very darkness in your room is transformed into bright, radiant light. You can't help but to open your eyes.

What's next?

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