0 comments/ 71689 views/ 7 favorites Lucid Dreams for Lust By: sex slave It was nighttime and Sandra closed her eyes to enter a deep sleep. She wondered if the night would bring her to her welcomed island of lust. Sandra had a hard day as she attended a few private parties and met some clients in discreet locations, making sure to please them all satisfactorily. She ran her hand down her slender thigh as she stretched out further in her gigantic bed. "Oh what a day," she let out as her quiet room became a distant memory. Suddenly, and as though by divine intervention, Sandra regained control of her mentality through the familiarity of her nightly lucid dreams. "Am I here again?" she called to the thick forest of Quildrath which she knew so well. "Yes you have arrived dear fawn," the deity called back. "You know that you can attain your nights' rest by drinking from the blue clear waters of the gortrum falls, do you not?" Sandra kneeled down on the mossy carpeting of the magic and foggy realm and answered the voice. "Oh master, what is it that your glory has provided for me on this fine night?" Her rhetorical question came at the same time as a path materialized through the dense trees to Sandra's right side. Sandra stood up and quickly scanned her nakedness to affirm her natural state and to view her part in the scrub brush and the low sky. She was part of this realm, not only in her majestic gate and stature, but in her lustful thoughts and willingness to perform. Sandra was on the same level as all the different components which made up the scenery. Her supple breasts were beginning to heave with her knowledge that the intentions of this world's master would be equally as naughty as the many thousands of nights and perverse acts which Sandra had previously enjoyed. In fact, Sandra could not remember how many nights she had spent swooning and traveling in the name of lust and lasciviousness. Her hair seemed to freeze in the air as the cascading gortrum falls appeared overhead to soak Sandra's body. The cool water ran down over her shoulders and caressed her breasts with the intensity of a massaging giant. Her nipples instantly hardened with the coolness of the solution. With equal attention the water slid around her body as if by the force of a prodigious wanderer who was carving out a path with his eyes. Her mouth picked up the liquid and its volume defined her face to the many invisible viewers of the brush. Her cheek bones became even more angled and her thin nose and sad eyes became more evident, revealing a true natural beauty. Her firm ass moved with the water as the crispness of its stream moved down between her cheeks and Sandra let out a quiet moan which seemed amplified as if her place in the gortrum falls was an encapsulation chamber creating echoes. Sandra felt with her nightly bath in the falls that her eight hours of sleep was instantly attained with the assurance of this world's keeper and her own familiarity with this ritual. Sandra stepped out of the waterfall and it dried up with her sexy departure. She moved jauntily toward the awaiting clearing. "My dear fawn," the sky's voice murmured to Sandra. "You have done so well in your earthly ventures." Her mind was instantly filled with the acts of the day. Her tongue work with the rigid client cocks and her willingness to perform under pressure during the sex parties were praiseworthy. Sandra was at heart a temptress and her baseness had a deep-rooted hold on her every cell. She warmed to the thoughts of her action, her sexuality and her livelihood. Sandra was beginning to moisten at the thought of her prior and future deeds. She began at once to massage her lovely tits with her hands while she conjured more and more images of past affection in a form of catharsis. The clearing began to tighten around her lustful thoughts while at the same time the moss was protruding in many spots under an unseen pressure. Sandra's breasts were fully stimulated as she tossed her head back and satiated her need for smutty picture books with a slideshow of her earlier actions. This time it was a young professional who would serve as the ideal subject, although other images would come in turn. Oh how his jaw dropped as Sandra stripped and posed naked on his desk except for her high heel pumps and a garter belt which held up her stockings. She licked at her lips and also rubbed her breasts in the memory, much like she was grabbing her globes currently, squeezing and groping fiercely. Her thumb and fore fingers pinched at her erect nipples. Her insides were starting to melt away with thoughts of arousal. Those slender thighs were wet on the inner sides with her lubricant and her mouth was beginning to become dry. Sandra opened her eyes and knew that with the alignment of her mental recollections and her place in the forest that her duty would soon need to be performed in an unearthly way. Even though her eyes were wide open, her thoughts on past lusts were projected in mid air somehow and Sandra was welcoming the large hard mushroom head of the young professional's sex into her wide open mouth as she stared up at her admirer. She moved her head up and down the man's shaft and as she watched she noticed that when she moved her head to attempt to understand the rumbling ground under her feet, she noticed the image of her glorious blowjob followed her gaze where ever she brought it. She could not help but stare at her now bulging cheeks as she took the entire rock protrusion into her mouth. The man's pubic hair caressed her cheeks and chin as firm hands ran through her hair. She could not move the projected image of her oral application and soon the rumblings below her bare feet had become sprouting structures which pushed away soil and rock as they made their way out of the ground. Now the audio of the film was ever clearer with the sucking and slurping noises which blended in with the atmosphere of such an eternally nocturnal and sultry dimension. The sounds of Sandra choking over the forceful entry of that wide tool and her occasional moans of delight gave way and then took over with her dedicated forward and backward facial jerks and thrust, lunges and attempts to fully please her lover's cock. All these sounds were medicine to the audiotropic grown of the ground borns, rod shaped protrusions which extend through the planet's surface upon sensation by pheromone release and certain sound wave stimulation. The cock-like protrusions had erupted through the mossy ground cover and were turning toward Sandra with her arousal. She felt a hard long something wrap around her foot and she jumped back involuntarily as she clutched at her dripping mound. She was lost now to her oral venture and fully trapped in this realm. The hand that was fingering and rubbing on her sensitive clitoris soon met the girth of an earth born procreator and she wrapped her fingers around its width. She took the thing and rubbed it on her love button like she had done so many times with her beloved sex toys and she gasped and fell to her knees. The falcate object was huge and was igniting the woman's loins through its shear girth and materialed surface. Soon Sandra felt around with her other hand as her breasts heaved and toppled over the caressing soft sex heads of the growing cocks all around her. The mushroom heads of the primitive penis plants were spurting a lubricating sporaphyte mist which moistened Sandra's breast and made her cleavage a perfectly divine path for one of the imagined cocks to fit and move back and forth in its new found niche; it's ever moistening tip meeting Sandra's dry mouth and parting her lips. Sandra stared at the vision of her hands caressing her past client's genitals while she mouthed his seemingly unyielding growth which clogged her throat and began spurting its loads of cum into her mouth, a taste that Sandra welcomed with noticeable glee. Sandra wanted that flavoring of her mouth and opened wide for the larger-than- normal rod which she only really felt as she was blinded by the collage of her life's adventures. Her hands were gripping war tools of the viewing men fixed on her raised legs and the third sex monger who was penetrating her love box in his turn. In and out the man pushed his stalagmite as Sandra welcomed the fondling by the many expanding plants beneath her. It seemed that at least ten moving snakelike velvety textured objects were rubbing her body. She welcomed them and murmured her pleasure, which came out as a mix of gurgling and moaning with the phallic injection treading its way in and out of Sandra's mouth and down her throat fully four or more inches. Once again the skyward voice injected its words into Sandra's mind, celebrating her musk which the projections so enjoyed and fixated on. "Oh dear fawn, your chemistry is divine for this work, your services ever needed." She turned around to see the same projection of her sinful admonitions while behind the screen, the blurred image of her bottom was welcoming the head of another solid plant shaft. She melted at the prospect of orgy and the head entered her tight and moist vagina while she sucked and tongued the beast railing her face. Her tits were spread with the vinyl thick beginning of her mouth' satiation while her hands tightly gripped two more sex mushrooms. The moss felt amazing under her knees and it seemed to grow with her mental command of enjoyment until its lush surface was melting away her firm nipples and her hands slipped down the shafts of the thick bulbous rods to feel large round testicles. Sandra fondled these and her hands felt a rush of ooze covering them while her backside tingled with the stimulation of such a large weapon. The hard tool spread her labia majora wide to accommodate the silky mass which pushed fully into her stretched entry. The large blunt cock tip had a rotating function which vibrated and seemed to squirm inside Sandra's tight box, causing immediate orgasm with such mass rapidity. Sandra's eyes were still wired to the projection screen which was showing her male lover expel a prodigious amount of spunk over her tongue which streamed into her mouth as she welcomed its course with a smile. Her mind was enraptured by the image and she privately wished she had a copy of the film at home, but more immediately she sought the further stimulation of the giant testicles which she fondled with her full hands hoping that their epididimus holds would coat her body in cum. She loved sucking the long velvety plant shaft in her mouth and even more did she relax her throat in vulnerability and desire to accommodate what would be her prize while the slamming and ramming cock at her hind side continued its vibration and hammering inside her flowing pussy. Her mound was dripping and another mushroom dick grazed her clitoris while yet more were rubbing against her face among her climaxes. Her gushing cascades rivaled the gortrum falls and the titillating spore heads of the moss tingled and activated her complete under belly. All at once Sandra felt her mouth flood with spunk as the giant plant stalk shot out its orgasm to the ejaculations of her party friends who had showered Sandra with their orgasms only a day earlier. Her bottom had also been bathed as much as it was treated now to the drippings of cream from the servitude at her lower side. Sandra willed the other stimulation devices to shower her beautiful body in their procreation stores and she was soon dripping in satisfaction. The ooze tasted so very sweet like sugar and was very thick indeed. She welcomed more and more to meet her lips while she enjoyed multiple orgasms in her state of affairs. Her brain at once fully corrupted at the still spurting plant shafts raining their seed on her backside and she was spreading her firm ass cheeks to welcome her complete acquisition to this state of slavery to the beautiful cocks. She nearly choked as the last of nearly fifteen loads of procreate ran into her mouth causing her cheeks to bulge and her eyes to roll back in her head. Her legs gave out finally as her lower half spasmed and her breasts were buried in the moss. The ground fell away suddenly to a black void which Sandra experienced mentally. The projection screen dissipated and the dark clearing was fully gone. She fell only a foot or so and landed in a small pool of sticky liquid. Sandra almost could not keep her head above the stuff and almost choked on what she found was more plant semen which in her fit of mental loss and convulsion nearly engulfed her. Soon however she was forcing her three fingers inside her mound of flesh along with all the fluids while she drank of the same and fully caressed her used womanhood. She wanted all the sperm to do battle in her womb to create the most sublime and potent hybrid for her apprentice. Sandra awoke with a smile. The image of her bathing in the fluids of such copious man juice was warming to her deeper character. She smiled with her newest addition to her group of admirers. She knew that soon there would in all likelihood be even more to dream about. The look she gave the young businessman while sucking him dry was enough to forever give her ownership of his dream cock. At this very moment he would be awaking in a load of his cum just like the other men she controlled. In the day they were in control and merely her livelihood, but at night they were an addition to her deepest lucid fantasies and other worldly devices. Some final words spoken by that world's overseer rang out in Sandra's brain and threw her into her real life role: "Dear Fawn, your projection will be greater still next night and your admirers too will grow with the dream that you have just had of your lustful slutty actions. Your deed made pregnant greater possibilities for both another cock slave and perhaps even a trainee for you to teach the ways of your lustful debauchery." End. Lucid Dreams for Lust Ch. 02 It was high time that Sandra went to sleep. After all it was two thirty in the morning now and the serine environment of the hour was meant to invite lust and debotchery, but sleep would not come. Sandra layed in her twin bed in the motel where she was staying at the moment. The dingy walls were meant to fall away this night in a scene of cum and ecstasy on the magical island. At least that was what usually happened after a day of whorish servitude at the hands of trashy pigs. This time it was a group of six men who Sandra's new go between, that is what pimp's were called in the higher circle of call girls, had linked her up with. The gruff stocky group had paid cash and wanted an exotic fuck. Sandra wore a light purple get up that unzipped from the back to reveal her firm breasts and tight ass. Her black hair was up in a bun with chop sticks coming out to compliment her kimono while her cute bare feet danced seductively on the bare floor. God damn, she thought with all the filth in this shit hole I better have their fucking souls tonight. I fucking danced on this dirty floor for those slimy fucks. Sandra tried to sleep, but her mind was active with the day's imagery. Her heart still beat fast from the speed or else it was the mental pictures of her acts behind the shades of the Redline Motel. Her shoulders had been a point of control as the first man rammed his hard bent dick into her vaj; his partners jeered and slapped her ass until it was a deep red. Her back was soon sweaty and her knees hurt with the pounding that her pussy endured. She had moaned for hours under the penetration of her owners, yet how much of her pleasure was in the thought of the mastery that the darkness should be allowing her currently? The next picture flashed into Sandra's eyes like déjà vu in its abruptness. She was jerking off the six men and her flailing hands rewarded her with a sticky mess of procreate which she viewed as she contorted her head in an attempt to paint her face in white. "Take it all you slut", the men called. Oh, success, Sandra thought as the gobs of cum washed over her in a rush. Her orgasms had been extremely strong and she ran a hand over her soft body in recollection as a finger met her soar and stretched vagina. The sheets and bed spread were strangling her and in the thoughts of her day time deeds the call girl met the covers as vine cocks in her familiar Island realm. "Sandra , I am cock Twilizen," stated a viney cock whose veins were massive and whose color was deep purple. "Unhand me," Sandra blurted. "NO worries," laughed Twilizen. You won't have to tongue fuck my girth or deep throat my entirety. Sandra was freed as Twilizen stood erect , his shaft body an amazing size of about six feet and his many eyes darting and seeming to move as they flowed inside the small veins and looked out the shaft walls where certain spots turned translucent. With a grunt Twilizen began to spurt a mammoth guizer of cum into the air which came down in chunky hard bits that smashed the girl all over. "I will ask that you partake in my cum bath as the Gortrum falls is dried up though," Twilizen called out. It is not exactly the fine mist of the falls but I know how much you love cum," he laughed. Sandra could do nothing as the globules of cum covering her body slid groundward. She wiped the cum from her brown eyes and felt moist between her legs; Fine and smooth legs that would carry her to the path of the gods of this place. She began to move and Twilizen produced a larger than normal eye near to his head which somehow looked wantonly at Sandra as if despite his remarks he would have liked it if this naked female had produced his cum guiser by tonguing his urethra after all. She side stepped the path to her deed and planted a kiss on the head of the giant cokc and then sat on the mammoth sized hairy balls; lap dancing while she fingered her sweet minge. "OH, , that is good,' Twilizen was letting loose for possibly the first time in a long while before he let his rigid balls go soft once more to prompt her continued motion. "I would very much love to Jizz again my dear but I am afraid that when I go a second time my spunk would flood you to the point of death and we don't want that when you have so many souls to collect now do we? "But what whorish deed will the entity have me partake in this nocturnal visit?" Twilizen thought deeply and pictured a vision of this dear fawn lapping up the copious fluid from the mystical cum troth. "Sandra ", I will meet your eyes later." Twilizen, thank you for refreshing me with your seed fall." Sandra took off with the now strengthening feeling that was a direct result of the realms familiar entity. She cleared a group of palm fronds to reveal a path whose location was sent to her from above. She walked onward, her sweet ass swaying as she cleared foliage from her course and awaited her soon to come reward. "Fawn my sweet mortal," the familiar but still strange voice of this world's entity rang out like a gong blast. "It is time you collected your reward for your daytime services at the hands of your aggressors. Since you served a mighty six cocks I thought that you should be blessed with at least ssix more tonight. "Oh thank you," Sandra called as she stretched out her arms as if to hold the entirety of this distant realm. The greenery surrounding her blurred to an arid waste land and Sandra's nakedness was suddenly heated by a bright sun. Her feet felt the hot sand under her and her eyes viewed an endless flat plane of tan color and mental mirage. The mirages started as mere blurring in the distance as a result of the heat but with the first few drops of Sandra's sweat which mixed with the now dried cum which coated her hot body the vision of a moving tree entered her eyes. There is no way this is real, she thought, as if she forgot the magical quality found in her keeper's world. A seemingly deciduous tree was moving from the distance toward Sandra and when it reached her she noticed that it was not rooted in the ground at all but instead it seemed to glide disconnected from the Sandra earth beneath it . The tree was a deep brown and consisted of many branches which broke apart and filled the air in their bare winter state. Miraculously the tree started to emit a droning dissident note which sounded sad somehow and which made Sandra's body prickle with goose bumps. Her mind was filled with an exhilaration that was even more fantastic then having the broken speed pills snorted off of her numb clitoris as she felt her legs go weak and her ass start to tingle. The tree as if in a response to her physical state began to release root shafts from its bottom which surrounded Sandra's hot body at the trees beckoning and the phallic roots undulated before their new host. Sandra's mind was filled with her day's acts and she was recollecting her tongue work on the six men in the grimy Motel as she felt the root shafts touch her form and shock her to pseudo reality. The nocturnal slut let out a moan as the sap from the many cock sized root shafts began spurting over her shoulders and face; joining the dried cum as the night's second offering. She got to her knees in reenactment of her servitude for a man meat six pack and let the first hard wood cock force into her mouth. The thing seemed to never stop flowing juice which upon ingestion made Sandra's clit more erect that it had ever been as well as numbing most of her ass and legs. She fell to the hot sand and the feel of the ground's heat was amazing along with the spurting dick's that magnetized themselves to Sandra's hands and face; belly and mouth. She was grinding against the grainy sand before she even realized; humping and thrusting in anticipation for her rape by this beast. The hard oiled wood cocks were cycling in and out of her grasp as they grew bigger and bigger. The drone sound was all the time increasing in volume as the excess fluid that was streaming to the sand heated up and continued its job at numbing. The slut could not contain herself and spread her legs to invite the first rod into her warm cunny as she jerked rapidly at the other attacking dicks. The tree was in front of her somehow but it was hard to see through a face of sticky juice and Sandra choked down the whole gnarly shaft in her throat as the biggest cock she ever had stretched her pussy to the limit. It must have been about five inches around and as long as her arm as she cried with the pain of its entry and then rebounded with the numbing at her ass and now her breasts. She could not resist as the massive giant at her front fucked in and out of her used womanhood, the cocks at her breast and face and in her throat were only fingers on the hand of this treant beast. She was the unicorn sent to lure this nocturnal creature to rape and torment her pussy; to see if she could handle it and fully deserved her prize of the souls of her six daytime men. She needed to prove herself and fucked against the monstrous cock that was all the time stretching and abusing her cunt and somehow pulling and pinching her clit to boot. Sandra the nocturnal plant slut was again gargling pre-cum and her belly was ful but she throated and fucked the other torture device with her mouth as fluid coated her entire body. She was starting to loose consciousness with the intensity of her orgasm and the stretching of her ass in double penetration of her bottom drove her over the edge; her vagina releasing turrents of cum over the shaft of her nighttime rapist. She went under and the world was black for a time until the drone pierced her mind and roused her from her place on the ground. His groan was met with the voice of the entity. "Sandra , I take it you are satisfied of sex for the night?" But before she could answer the entity made it apparent that she had better have room left in her belly for her last task of this visit. The fuck session continued for a while longer as Sandra bucked against the biggest hardest rod of her life. Suddenly, with a scraping sound a long object was moved close to Sandra as if by unseen hands and upon inspection she noted that it was a large animal troth like on farms. She looked into the thing and it was filled with bubbling spunk against a wooden container. The milky fluid looked to be the product of about five hundred male orgasms and before the weight of this uphoric calculation fully registered she was forced to her knees... "Drink of the Twilizen procreate you whore and then you will have your six cocks to do as you please." Sandra Slut peered at the bubbling ooze; her hands on the sides of the troth as she took the role of a dirty animal. She had not drunk yet and a force threw her head entirely into the cum and she surprisingly felt no fear as she gulped away at the precious dick juice. Mouthful after mouthful entered her stomach as she clutched at her oozing mound and then fucked her gaping snatch and ass. Her cunt was filled with splinter fragments and her stretched and torn pussy felt numb; the smallest of wood shards slicing her clit and forcing in more opiates to induce her ravenous appetite. She knew that she would be there a long time to come and her belly was filling up fast with cum as she ate of the milky fluid. Sandra was again a soul possessing slut with an insatiable hunger for dick juice...