Chapter #6Marie enters, with a cruel smile on her face. by: Mr. George   The dream still haunts you, and you erupt from the bed as she approaches. Landing on the floor, as she reaches the bedside, you look up to her. The swish of the skirt over your legs, and the open top adds to your sense of vulnerability.
"You like girly girls?" Marie forces her voice as low as it can go, a smoky, husky purr. That and the extra inches she has on you, make you fall timidly silent.
She leans closer, towering over you. The bed stops you retreating any further, her huffing breath hitting your cleavage, making you clutch tightly at the neckline.
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Your throat tightens as you struggle to speak. The instinct to ogle her well supported, bust hard to resist. But with your own titties the thought pours chill water down your spine.
"Just relax." despite her soft spoken words, you know it's a command. Too terrified to flee, her hand caresses it's way up your arm to rest at your shoulder.
"You're quaking with fear."
You nod, unsure if she's pleased by your fear, or just offering to calm you.
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The answer comes as moments later, she pushes you back to the bed. A squeak bursts from your lips. But her hand remains above you, warning you not to rise. Too late, you spot the something in her other hand. A whip? You swallow nervously.
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You've never felt more intimidated in the bedroom before. The memory of towering over Marie, a head taller than her feels like a taunt. You try to guess your new height, but that only adds to your terror. The situation reversed, you lie passively there.
The mattress shifts beneath you, as Marie climbs onto the bed. In moments, she's straddling your body, legs planted either side of you. But, it's still you that feel the freezing vulnerability.
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"You like being a girly girl?" Her tone holds the slightest hint of a question.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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