Deeper
mc; Mg; Mdom; nosex
She was walking home from school when she hears someone call her name, “Amy Edwards?” The man who had spoken was looking back and forth between something in his hand and her.
“Yes?” Amy responded hesitantly, she knew not to talk to strangers. She blinked as her gaze shifted focus from the stranger’s face to the card he held out towards her, like a police officer showing his badge. The plastic square was mostly white but her eyes were drawn to the large golden symbol that took up most of the card, it was a….
Suddenly the world fell out from under her and Amy was somewhere far far away.
She floated on her back in an ocean of deep, dark water... gazing up at a sky of endless stars. Her naked form was buoyed up by the warm liquid, it took no effort to float so she could just relax and lose herself to the pleasurable sensations. Her thoughts drifted on the gentle waves.
The ocean felt safe and secure, like being in her mother’s arms, like home. Amy knew she had been here before she couldn’t remember any details, just a blurred sense of pleasure. She knew that was just as it was supposed to be. Someone had told her once that if she wanted to come back here again she needed to forget, so she had. Amy tried to examine that thought; it seemed wrong but even as her mind tried to focus the stars above her began to slowly spin.
The distant twinkling lights drew her gaze and her thoughts floated away when her mind was off them. She breathed deeply, in and out, watching the stars spin above her. Time passed strangely, days or moments later the circles of stars spoke with a warm masculine voice. Kindly but firmly it asked, “Do you feel good?”
Amy answered honestly; to do otherwise was beyond her ability to conceive, “Yes.” The stars pulsed and Amy felt their happiness break over her like a wave. The stars spoke again, “Will you obey?” Again an honest answer sprung to her lips; though the question was vague she knew what they meant, “No.” The stars began to spin faster in the sky blurring into a single glowing spiral galaxy, “Then go Deeper.”
The water beneath Amy’s body stopped supporting her. Her head sunk slowly into the warm ocean but she felt no fear, even as air was replaced by water her breathing did not change, in and out, deeply, calmly. Her eyes longed to gaze at the stars for as long as possible. She sunk into the water head first so she looked towards her feet which still pointed up at the sky. Her long black hair streamed up around her head framing her view of her own young body. She watched as her nipples grew hard against her flat chest and became aware of the sharp sensations of pleasure that pulsed from them. Down between her slightly spread legs her privates twinged in kind, a dampness there having nothing to do with the waters she drifted through.
The word, “Deeper” spun through her mind. It seemed to be the focus of her existence as she sank beneath the waves. The deeper she drifted into the welcoming darkness the more her body burned with pleasure. Unlike the warm contentment of the surface this pleasure was stronger, more insistent. She breathed in and out, she sank deeper, and the pleasure grew. In and out, in and out, deeper and deeper…
She felt her back hit the bottom of the sea. Amy settled softly into the sand and gasped as the touch of the sand on her back and rear sent another shock of pleasure radiating through her body. Her mind vanished for a moment, replaced by a flash brightness but there was just a single spark, not the ending of pleasure, just another facet.
As her gaze cleared she saw that swimming around her was a school of tiny silver fish, each one shining in the dark water like a star. The fish swam around her, circling slowly around her body. The shining scales captivating her mind as her body burned with an inner fire too big for her young form to contain for long. The fish spoke in a warm masculine voice. Kindly but firmly it asked, “Do you feel good?”
Amy wanted to beg, to plead for something her mind knew nothing of but her body so desperately wanted but only one word left her lips in a breathy whisper, “Yes.” The fish pulsed with light and their happiness played over her form like gentle hands, promising so much more. “Will you obey?” The fish asked her as they danced around her form.
Amy wanted to scream her answer, the answer she knew they wanted. She wanted to say that she would obey. That she would give up control, and willingly, happily, joyously, do whatever was asked of her. It would be wonderful; she would be a thing, a slave, a doll, a toy, a pet, anything if she was told to be it. There would be only be single unbreakable fact as all else was molded and shaped, a promise of the ocean and the stars and the fishes, she would feel so very very good. Yet when the word slipped between her lips there was only the truth, would she obey? “No.”
The fish swam around her faster and faster, becoming a silvery glowing spiral with her in the center. Their voice spoke and it echoed through her body and mind, less a command then a statement of fact. “Then go Deeper.”
The fires of pleasure began to burn brighter, hotter in her body. Centered on her nipples and privates they burned with an overwhelming white hot blaze. The water around her began to boil and in the bubbles she saw flashes of memory. There were so many but her mind could only focus on a few of them, a house she felt she should know, a classroom door, a birthday cake with eight blazing candles, the faces of girls who might be her friends or her siblings, she couldn’t be sure as the bubbles floated up and away from her. She burned with pleasure and there was no room for anything else.
Soon the sand beneath her began to flow, the heat of her body melting it into a thick cherry red glass that engulfed her body in its syrupy thickness. Compared to her body the molten glass felt cool. She wanted to pant with need but her body was on autopilot and kept to the same rhythm of breaths, In and out as she sank deeper and deeper into the endless melted glass. Her eyes saw only its cherry red glow, her body felt nothing but pleasure, her mind held only one word, “Deeper.”
In, a slow breath that filled her lungs… Deeper… Out, an exhalation until they were empty again… Deeper… In… Out… Deeper… In… Out… Deeper… In… Out… Deeper… In… Out… Deeper…
Deeper, an endless drop with no bottom.
Deeper, through sea and sand and glass.
Deeper, a burning pleasure like the sun blotting out anything, everything, else.
Deeper, sinking into greater depths of pleasure.
Deeper…
She had no name, she had no thoughts, she burned like a star herself and found she was no longer sinking. She was held like an insect in amber the glass frozen around her but still cherry red. Blindingly bright spots of darkness danced in her vision, they looked cool and inviting in her world of endless heat, they offered cool release. The spots spoke in a warm masculine voice. Kindly but firmly it asked, “Do you feel good?”
She didn’t understand the words, she had nothing to understand them with, she was a fire of endless building pleasure. “Yes.” It took a moment for her to understand the words came from her own lips. The spots of darkness cooled her body with their pleasure and began to spin around her becoming a black spiral against her cherry red world. Her body ached to move towards that coolness but she was still trapped. She couldn’t free herself, she had to be freed. The spiral spoke again, asking the most important question. “Will you obey?”
Jack watched in amazement as the little girl’s body went slack, her eyes glazing at the sight of the card. His heart beat quickened as he slid the white plastic card with the gold spiral on it back into his wallet and fumbled out the note he had been given along with the card. Looking around to see if anyone was watching he cleared his throat and read the words written there.
“Do you feel good?”
The girl responded almost immediately, her voice a monotone, “Yes.” He felt his palms grow moist and had to swallow a few times before he could speak again, his voice shaky and hesitant.
“Will you obey?”
They girl’s body shuddered once, a subtle thing barely noticed by Jack. Her gaze cleared and her body animated and she smiled blissfully at him. Holding his gaze with her own she spoke one word, her voice husky and dripping with need.
“Yes.”
