15 comments/ 48851 views/ 6 favorites Voodoo By: ADEMA I was walking though a neighborhood, looking for a house to brake into, I came up on to this house it was small, I think about a three bed roomed house, I walked up the path, then I walk around it to find a open window or door and I found an open window leading into the cellar. Yeah, I am Alex Hawk as you can tell I burglar houses for a living and sometimes I take the odd girl who are sleeping sound asleep, although I drug them and then have my way with them, anyway I am about 5.6, quiet musically and white I have been in and out of prison since I was 13 so I don't know any better I am 18 now, I also know I have some children out there, I know the last virgin I raped she is about 6 mouths pregnant she was a nice tight 18 year old black virgin. Anyway I got into the cellar and looked around a little bite a could not find anything, so I decided to turn a light on to see what there was, but as soon as I turned the light on I sore skulls staring back at me. I stepped back and almost knocked myself out on some shelves, then I knocked into a table, I looked at the top of the stairs and sore a door opening up I looked around and quickly hid hide in a closet. As she walked down to the cellar I she said out loud I think a pear of white cotton bikini thongs would suit you, I smiled to myself thought what a strange women, then I felt a tightness against my dick and balls, then I think a white demi bra and little sexy tight white pleated mini dress, I was sniggering to myself. I then looked down, then looked back up and sore a pear of eyes steering back at me though the cracks of the door she opened the door, grabbed me and though me onto the floor. She then pined me up to a wall and said how dare you? I will teach you a lessen not to came here again, she stepped back and said something in a strange language I didn't recognize, I felt a pain and the dress get tight as it fitted my curves, as breast grow on my chest and my stomach got a little tighter and the thongs fitted me perfectly she then put her hand up the dress and I screamed and tried to run but I couldn't move, she then grabbed a phone and said hello I have a burglar here, could someone come and get her please, yes maim someone will be over soon good. She then let go of me, looked down at me and said that won't do, she then said I think a pear of white stockings, white knee high boots and long soft hair tied in to a pony tail will suit you and in a blink of an eye, I had stockings, boots on my legs and long soft hair. She then left and sometime later a police officer came down to the cellar, arrested me and took me to the police station. Once there I was sighed in and my finger prints were taken then I got taken to a cell about an hour after I got put in the cell another officer came and took me to an interview room, where is he Alexandria, who? You know you, I don't? Your twin brother Alex? I don't know what your talking about sir? Right here it is we took your Fingerprints and they match Alex's fingerprints so you are twins, no I am not I am a single child? If you want it that why fine, he took me to a and handed me to a female officer she stripped me searched me and then handed me plain pink cotton cami top and panties I put them on and the she took me back to the cell. I just sat there and I started to cry, I laid down, drifted of and fell asleep in the cell. As I slept one of the night officers opened my cell door, and he sore an angel sleeping on the cell bed he then unzipped is flies and out sprung his big black cock, He slowly got near my face stocked me and said you are beautiful under his breath. What? Now suck my dick, I am so horney baby, I started crying and screaming, taste it my darling, no, you will, he grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock to my lips. He told me to lick it again. Since I was in no poison to say no and didn't have any control in this situation since I was in a police cell, he then he gripped my head and started to push his cock inside my mouth I couldn't stop him even if I wanted to. His cock went in and out of my mouth, I started moaning and crying trying the escape, and you like it don't you. I tried in vane to shake my head, but couldn't. I was just now concentrating on trying to breathing; since his dick was deep inside my mouth I was a little scared. He pulled out and I gasped for air. After I had got some air, he pressed his cock inside my mouth again. He smiled and continued pumping. I was scared so I slowly put my fingers tighter around his dick, slowly gathering momentum as I slid my hand up and down the shaft as it goes in and out of my mouth, he then pulled out. I took his head into his mouth once more, but I accident running my tongue over it. He moaned like a wild animal, thrusting slightly harder with each of my hand movements. Suddenly, as if it were all in one motion, I slid his cock down to his balls. I rolled them gently in my palm, I was crying and moaning, but I thought doing this might get it over with slipping backwards and forwards to take him in my mouth. His moans grow loader and more frequent. His hips rocked harder, even while he tried to restrain himself. With the next thrust, I took his cock to the hilt. The coarse hairs of his pubes tickled my nose; I didn't stop sucking his dick though until I finished what he'd started thrust harder and faster, while I dug fingers into the muscles of his ass. He then went spiralling over the cliff in orgasm and screamed take it bitch, I tried to scream no. I tried to pull away, but he pushed my head onto his dick and down my throat just before the waves of come burst forth, He held tight to my head, milking his cock for what it was worth down my throat, swallow it bitch. When the seemingly endless torrents of spunk had finally stopped, he relaxed and looked at me, smiled and said good girl. I looked and sore his cock was still hard, he got on top of me rolled me over I pleaded with him but he was in a trance primal instinct. He then, ripped the panties of me, then pushed me into the bed, then put his hand under the top and started playing around with the breast there real, a moan escaping as my body responded to these invading hands moving all over me. I closed my eyes, as I started getting feeling an unusual feeling and became extremely horny, my breath suddenly started coming in gasps. I lay there loving and hating these caresses, He lowered his head and ripped off the top with his teeth to play with my nipples...he licked and sucked my nipples I squirmed trying not to feeling fulfilment. He then put his head on my chest slowly ran his tongue up and down it, stopping again at the nipples...nibbling, making me arch my back wanting more, I cried no please stop. His hands shot to my waist, He put me on my hands and knees, as If I had any chose anyway. It will only hurt if you try to fight It." he started taking me with short tiny strokes I screamed no please don't, ever so slowly moving deeper and deeper into my ass. I could feel the resistance as it faded with every stroke. With in minutes I was starting to push back against him? I was starting to enjoy it, I found myself moaning. I grunted every time he bottomed out, as he shouted, you like that, he slammed into me harder. His thighs were slapping loudly as they collided with me on every stroke, I was still moaning loader and loader almost screaming. I started feeling a feeling at the pit of me stomach, as he suddenly plunged two fingers into me I tried to fight but it was to late, my knees buckled and I fell onto the bed face first with my ass in the air with his fingers still in me, he started aggressively rubbing something which made me scream, I moaned and started shacking and bucking as I was impaled on his cock, I then screamed I'm coming, then as I was about to come, he started rubbing something very fast, which made me shack and groan even more then last time, I then screamed as he cam in my ass. As I felt as I was about to orgasm he then stroked my crotch and I moaned even loader, as he touched something a rush of warmth started going up my entire body as my leg locked in place and I had the most powerful, pleasurable orgasm I have ever had in my tiny little life and then I clasped and just laid on the bed trying to get over what just happened. He lift me of the bed and took me to the shower, he took me to the shower then he then started sucking on my breast again I held his head as if I was feeding a baby, I moaned I like that, he slowly started kissing is way down my stomach. When his lips finally touched, between my legs, he started doing something and slowly sucked something. The feeling was heavenly; tingles went up and down my spine as the he slid a finger inside me while sucking me. I could feel the pressure building inside me; he knew I would be cumin soon. With the warm water falling down on me, his mouth on what ever he was doing and the thought of what is happening, the sensations finally overtook me. I was rocking my hips against his face when all of a sudden my orgasm hit me. I violently shook from head and curled me toes as I let the sensation take over, my juice spilling into his mouth. He then slowly stood up and cared me back into the cell, placed me softly on his bed I moaned as the residual effects of the orgasm were still running though my body, still confused not to sure what just happened it was as if I was having an out of body experience. With my eyes closed I began to picture my ex girlfriend. I could feel his hand touching my leg, rubbing my thigh as he slowly moved his hand further up my leg. He paused for second as he reached between my legs. It felt so good that a soft moan escaped my lips as I opened my legs slightly, giving him better access. I began to slowly move my hips as his hand rubbed my crotch. He placed his hands on my shoulder; I could feel wetness in my crotch. He then climbed onto top of my dead body, then started rubbed his cock up and down my crotch I realised for the first time how soaking wet I was. I felt confused, how could my body feel like this. Despite my wetness it still hurt a little. I could feel the head of his cock as it met the slight resistance of my hymen. He looked into my eyes and I could see the look of shock as realised that I was in fact still a virgin. The look of shock quickly turned to lust as he pushed forward tearing my hymen. I groaned as I felt the sharp pain rip through my body. And I screamed, as he started to slide his cock in and out off me. I felt it filling me with each thrust as it hurt each time he did it. He started fucking me faster and harder and the more I cried and screamed the more he fucked me, he was fucking me so hard that every time he rammed it in I banged my head on the wall. His eyes travelled over my tits, He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth I hated myself for enjoying the sensation shooting though my body, I know I am male but it feels so good. I tried to let my mind wander elsewhere but the sensation wouldn't allow me to ignore it. I felt it getting stronger and stronger, until my hips trembled and I let out a small scream. He kept pounding his dick into me. His balls slapped my ass with each thrust. I felt another sudden rush run though my body as I felt an orgasm coming. He then stopped and screamed I'm cuming, I'm going to cum I screamed in between moans, don't cum in my pussy! At the realization at what he just said, so I screamed, "Please cum in my mouth!" All he did was look into my eyes and said don't worry darling, I'm infertile, He then thrust his cock deep inside me pussy, and emptied his balls inside my body. His cum filled my pussy and leaked out onto my thighs. He pulled it out of me and put a towel over my face and I passed, he then took me back to the shower and dressed me in some white cotton panties, pink and white cotton pyjamas bottoms and a camisole bra top he then covered me up in a blanket and left me. The Next Morning I woke up with a start and a police officer walked along and corridor banging all the cells o wake up all the prisoners, the majority of then were just in there for been drunk and disorderly so they all got released after sobering up. Were as me I am in there for attempted robbery, so am was going to court, a oldish police women came into my cell and said Alexandria all the charges has been dropped so you are free to go now, she continued and said look you are 18 still young try and not go the same path as your brother please. If you want I can go to your home and collect some clothes for you, that is when I realized I didn't have any clothes, I started crying and said I don't have any, what clothes Alex? Yeah I started crying, she sat on the bed with me and said, Alex don't worry my daughter is about the same size as you so I will get some if you want, yes maim. She came back an hour or two later and handed me some clothes, put those on darling and you will feel better. I left the police station feeling very confused and disorientated, but worse is to come later on in the day. VooDoo Barbie I knew it when I started, it was inevitable that somewhere, somehow the conditions existed that I imagined. The sheer beauty of that thought made all things possible and added a deep sense of purpose when I snuck into my sister's bedroom and kidnapped Barbie. It was certainly amazing how nicely the proportions matched any number of pictures I'd seen in a number of magazines. Staring at the fully clothed doll, the breasts infinitely perky, the slim waist and incredible, yet slightly paralyzed, wrap around legs, I began to sway back and forth and chant my mantra, "Barbie mon, Barbie con, Barbie baton," and the trance began. Yes, it was beginning to work.   Somewhere in the world, for no apparent reason, a wasp waisted, large breasted young woman, hmmm.... surprising just a few days older than eighteen, grabs her bright orange striped tube top and pulls it down, exposing her breasts to Joe, a GI sitting on a nearby park bench. In moments, Joe hands reach out and takes the woman's breasts in the palms of his slightly cupped hands. While teasing her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, he kisses her, as her long, blond hair tosses slightly in the breeze. Between kisses he asks her, "What is your name?" "It's Barbara, but you can call me..." he interrupts with a kiss, pushing his tongue into her thin, pink lips. She begins again, "You can call me..." but once again he interrupts, moving his mouth down to her nipples and pinching then hard between his lips as she cries out, "Ouch!" "My name's Joe," the GI hisses between his mouth and her tits. Picking her up he says, "We need to find someplace a bit more private, I don't want the Sergeant to see us or he'll demote me back to Corporal, or worse." "Down the path, the grass is very tall, we can lie in the grass and no one will see us," Barbara says, pointing down the twisting trail. Joe carries her to into the grass a few hundred feet, where the grass stands up above their shoulders. Gently setting her back on the ground, he takes off his jacket and places it on the ground. Kneeling, he straightens out the jacket and looks back to the woman, who has already removed her tube top and, her too short shorts. "Oh Barbara," he exclaims, letting his eyes roll down her huge breasts, over her tiny stomach to her perfectly shaved crotch. "Call me..." she begins, but then squeals as Joe grabs her and gently tosses her on her back, burrowing his face in between her long thin legs. With her feet sticking straight up in the air, she opens her legs as wide as she can to him, her red shoes dangling from her tiny feet. His tongue moves over her pliant lips and he slips it inside her, tasting her. She gazes up at the sky, as if unable to close her eyes, listening to the odd squeaks coming from the perfect union of her pussy and his face. In moments she drops her hands to his shoulders and digs her fingernails into his thick skin as she comes. At the height of her ecstasy she whispers, "Oh yes, Ken, yes." "Ken, who the hell is Ken?" Joe asks, sitting up. "No, no... I said, 'When,' I said, 'Oh yes, when, yes." "When what?" "When are you going to put your cock in me?" she says, reaching her hand to his crotch. Joe unfastens his pants and drops them to his knees as he dives onto her, feeling her breasts nearly pierce his chest. He grasps his enormous cock and guides it between her open legs, sliding into her still damp cunt. Thrusting madly into her while she reaches into his shirt and toys with his nipples, he groans and then arches his back and comes, spurting his white cum into her. "Oh Barbara," he moans. "Look, please call me..." she begins, as then suddenly the world swirls away.   "Barbie? What are you doing with your sister's Barbie doll?" the voice pierced me and I tossed the doll aside. "And damn, when are you going to mow the lawn, hell the grass must be ankle deep." Damn it, damn it, the spell was broken, the voodoo spent, like so much jism spilled in the grass. I grabbed my car keys and headed to the park, my tires squealing all the way. Just as I am about to pull in, I saw them on a motorcycle! Yes, a GI in olive fatigues with his girlfriend, wearing a bright striped, orange tube top, her arms wrapped around his waist as they sped away through the tall grass onto the roadway and down the road. I pulled into the park and walked though the tall grass until I found a large patch matted down to the ground. "Oh yes, it worked," I shout to myself. Wandering back to my car, I began planning their next adventure. Voodoo Bayou You land at the airport not knowing what to expect. You've heard a lot of stories about this city. The people, the food, the music, the nightlife, the mysterious past and voodoo that is New Orleans has you curious. You are taking in as much as you can during the cab ride to the your hotel. It is early in the afternoon and the streets are filled with people of every kind lost in all of the festivities of Mardi Gras. The music was loud everywhere and the costumes were even louder. Wild colors and feathers danced everywhere with almost everyone in extreme make-up or extravagant masks to match the attire. You hurry at the hotel to unpack and join in the celebrating. The streets of The French Quarter are calling you and you are excited to answer. You head out with plans for a bite to eat and a few drinks, maybe a club just to check out some of the local culture. You see lots of places but nothing that pulls you away from the crowd. Then one of the shops catches your attention. The display windows show off some costumes, many different beads and normal gift paraphernalia. Some shelves were lined with dolls. Others had bottles of potions of all kinds. There were potions that promise every thing from curing a headache to changing the color of your eyes. You find one that you must have. It is a small bottle marked 'SLAVE OF SEX'. The saleswoman warns you to be careful. It works and is potent. Only a few drops are needed. "What exactly does it do?" You inquire. She grins and tells you that true potions work with the body chemistry of the user. It is a different experience for everyone. They can bring out the secrets about oneself that you didn't know were there. She cautions again to its potency, "Drop a few drops in a drink or on your tongue and that is all that needed." You thank her for the info and turn to leave. You find a place to grab a bite to eat. You choose a seat allowing you to still watch the events outside. You order the local special and a cocktail while you wait. The food was extremely spicy and it took a few more cocktails to even dent the burn on your tongue. You order a final drink and take out your recent purchase. You recall the woman's warning then giggle quietly and think to yourself, 'Potions. Huh! I doubt anything will happen.' You pour about half of the bottle into your drink and take the next 10 -- 15 minutes to finish it. You exit the pub and immediately realize that you are not in the same place as when you entered. You turn around confused to reenter the door and find it locked. You assume you came out a back door because you can still hear the drone of the crowd and the music of the streets. You just don't see them. You start to look for an ally that will lead you back to the main party. This back ally type was a dark place. The few street lanterns were dim and yellow. The people here were not as many but wearing darker costumes and masks. You notice that things seem to be moving in slow motion. The faces you see don't seem to see you at all. You stop and lean back against the wall to light a smoke and collect your thoughts. Your mind is fuzzy and you are not sure if it is the cocktails or your added ingredient to the final one. You smile to yourself at the thought and fumble for your lighter. You look up to light your smoke and see two women standing in front of you. Both women are tall and in full dress costumes. One woman has long red hair bouncing over her shoulder and resting on her full breasts. Her eyes were green, almost emerald with a majestic glare through her mask. The other one was a blonde with ice blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through you. She had an enchanting way when she looked at you. She seemed to be from a mythical fairy tail. Your head swirling, you're not sure if you really see these women. You say hello and ask if they might know the way back to your hotel. They both smile and offer to walk with you. They each take an arm and start to escort you down the street. You feel like you are in a trance. The alluring scent of the ladies is overtaking your senses. You start to see flashes of images of these women in many different sexual situations, creating a sly smirk to cross your face. The ladies turn you down a side street and quickly pull you inside the first door. It's pitch black inside as you blink and strain your eyes to adjust. But it was no use. Dark is all there was to see. Panic or fear never was a thought. The tonic running through your veins has your mind and body oblivious and completely unconcerned with what happens to you. Whether it was pain or pleasure, you were ready to submit fully to it or them. You were ready to indulge the ladies every desire or demand. You feel one slide a blindfold over your eyes from behind you just in case your eyes adjusted more than they wanted. When she feels the blindfold is in place, the other one kisses you hard. Your hands reach for her but before you have the time to clutch her, you feel a hard smack land on your cheek. All you could do is gasp and release a small moan. You feel the hands behind you go from gently sliding a blindfold over your eyes to quickly and forcefully pulling your hands down. In a single motion, your hands were being pulled behind your back. You try to ask for just one touch but feel another smack before you finish your request. Following that smack, the same hand grabs your shirt until you start to stagger forward. She pulls you about ten steps then stops. She turns you and tears open your shirt. You hear buttons fly and bounce before rolling to a scattered stop. You feel a set of sharp nails rake your chest. Simultaneous with the set behind you rake your back. That magic mixture has your senses past anything you've previously experienced. The front set of velvet claws was making short work of unfastening your bottoms, while the set behind you was adjusting your subdued arms. As soon as you feel the slack in your ties, you attempt another chance at a touch. Denied again by a sharp smack. Each woman grabs an arm and holds them straight out to your sides. You try to speak, but only moans and mumbled pleas are vocalized. You are pushed back into something that feels like cold leather. Your arms are then strapped into place, up and out to your sides. Your legs are lifted one at a time to remove your pants. You feel your feet placed onto some kind of elevated step. Next, you feel your ankles being strapped down, legs slightly apart. Another strap is placed around your upper legs to ensure your immobility. You hear the ladies step back. Then you hear a click sound and the cold leather starts to lean back with you strapped to it. You are tilted but not flat when it stops. Now you are truly at their mercy or their torture. You hear a door open and close nearby. The only sound is your accelerated breathing barely being heard over your rapidly pounding heartbeat in your chest. Just as you start to wonder how long you've been left in this state, you hear a door again. Your amplified senses pick up a whiff of a new scent. The reaction of the new scent with your potion is too intoxicating for your nose and you start to lose control. You start to beg before it comes any closer to you. "Please let me feel you. I beg to bring you endless pleasure." You continue. "Please let me taste you. I crave to taste your juice on my tongue. Oh Please!" She reaches out and takes your stiff cock in hand causing your mouth to gasp open. Before a sound could escape, a ball gag is inserted into your gaping mouth. Now, you can only output moans around this new device. The feel of these new unknown fingers holding your hard piece almost made you shoot instantly. She squeezes tightly and leans close. You feel her breath on your skin just inches away from your ear. Still gripping you, she tells you," This is now mine and completely under MY control. If it does not obey my command, it will be punished. If it goes soft before I am finished with it, it will be disciplined. Finally, if you spill that liquid before you are ordered to do so, your reprimand will be extreme. Do you understand me, slave?" Three of your five senses are twisting you beyond reality. You hear her seductive voice in your ear. You smell her intense aroma all around you. You feel her power holding yours in her grasp. You wish you could see her. You yearn to taste her, any part of her. You manage a whimper around your mouth toy in attempt to answer her question. You feel her hands run up the front of your body. She pinches your already tingling nipples. You flinch causing her to pinch harder, enjoying your pain. She momentarily releases one. Then you feel her pinch replaced with what you believe is a nipple clamp. The belief is confirmed when you feel the naked nipple also get clamped. You whimper again and moan louder than you have so far this mystical night. The sounds of your helplessness must drive her even more. The louder you get, the more she works you. She now has your hardness in her hands again. She holds the base with one hand and runs her fingers on the other up the length of your shaft. The shivers through every part of your body did not go unnoticed. As her finger reached your tiny slit, she paused. Her fingertip rubbed in small circles. It felt wet. You feel a hard smack and you knew she could feel the pre-cum you unknowingly let ooze forth. The smack left a burning sensation on your cheek and you craved more of her heat. Her hands return to your cock and start to stroke it. She pauses to add lube and you can't help but jerk under her touch from the cool feel of the liquid mixed with the heat from her hands. You know she must feel your throbbing as her oiled hands slid up and down. They are getting faster, tighter around you. You can't take it. You want to shoot so badly. You need to. Your hips buck under your strap with her every stroke. She can tell you are close. She flicks the tip a few times and just as your moans reach the pitch of no return, you feel a strong smack against your swollen balls. Your hips try to buck harder. She releases you and you feel another strap placed around your chest. This one feels slightly wider and is a bit tighter than the others. You are still unknowing (or caring) if this is really happening. You hear that click sound again and you were moving again. It moved slowly and you realized you were not being leaned back flat. You were being tilted forward. The motion stopped before you were completely flat. Now you hang there strapped to a leather contraption with no idea what is going to happen to you. Next, you hear snaps being undone and feel air on your now exposed backside. She has removed a small section of your tilted restraint table. Leaving you completely vulnerable. Your untouched posterior open for whatever she can imagine to do to it. Your senses were already in overdrive and now she was approaching an undiscovered region of your body. Even if you did object, there was no chance of acting on it at this point. You did not want to admit you were enjoying her torture, especially to her. Quickly after you feel the air on your backside, you feel a heated full swing smack across both cheeks. You managed a muffled moan. More followed that first smack. Each one was harder than the last. She soon had your ass burning. It felt amazing. You feel a burn soothed by a cool liquid. The cool wet solution flows down your ass crack as she holds you apart. Her hands are forceful as she rubs in this wet ooze. One hand is still rubbing the wet fluid into your virgin ass while the other is stroking your unyielding erection. Next, without warning, knowing you are relaxed, she slides what feels like two fingers into your fresh hole. You are amazed at this new sensation beyond response. You try to moan with no result. You try to move with no avail. The insertion took your breath. She worked your tightness loose as she increased her speed. Her fingers were penetrating your unseasoned fruit, fast and as deep as she could get them. She continued to probe a while then stopped. Before you could react, you felt her fingers replaced. The next feeling experience was almost frightful. She entered you again. This time you know it is not her fingers. She has slid a rubber cock into your entrance to its' end. You take all of it and feel you will almost pass out from the painful pleasure. While one hand strokes your cock, the other one takes you, all of you. She probes your opening without remorse. Her strokes on your stiff member are relentless. You can feel every inch being slid in and out of you. You want it harder, faster. As you think it, she delivers it. You are convinced she can read your every thought. You don't know how much longer you can hold out before release your hot spray of jism everywhere. You want to erupt and could at any moment. She keeps pumping her cock toy in and out of your cave. All you can do is moan and whimper around your mouthful. You would add begging if were able. You would beg for her to never stop torturing you. You feel her add more lube and increase her speed. It's sending you to a realm you've never been and one from which you never want to return. She has full power over you. She is completely masterful in her skills to control your every move, feeling, and even thoughts. Her other hand is still attacking the head of your solid cock. Your hips buck as hard as they can in your secured state. She has no idea how close you are to disobeying her final command or warning. Then again, she probably knows exactly how close you are. You don't know which gifted hand of hers will make you lose it first, the one jerking your organ vigorously or the one slamming your newly violated tunnel. The exact moment it entered your mind, you heard that enchanting voice again. It almost startled you. The only other sounds for so long were your own. You hear three words, "CUM NOW, SLAVE!!" Without delay, your throbbing pillar bursts forth a fountain of your hot juice. It came from the innermost pith of your body. The gag was an advantage at that point. Your screams would have been heard for miles. Your eyes roll back and you feel your entire body convulsing. You can feel your ass pulsating as it clinches it's invader. Every breath takes you higher into this foreign euphoria. THE NEXT MORNING.... You lay in bed awake with a smile on your face. You can recall every feeling of the night's pleasures and pains. Trying to determine if you were hallucinating. You must have been. It was a dream! What a dream!! As you turn to get up and start the day, you notice something lying on the chair. You pick up two masks. You feel a chill run up your body as you recognize the masks of your two beautiful captors that delivered you to their Mistress and trainer of slavery. You smile again and promise yourself to return to the voodoo bayou.