Prologue
Slowly consciousness came back to me. My head was pounding, it felt like it was going to explode. Especially at the back of my head something was wrong. I knew it, I felt it, yet I couldn’t get my head around how I got it exactly. I tried to get my hand up to touch my head and make out what was going on exactly, but soon found out I couldn’t get it up. It was strapped onto something. Slowly I took a deep breath, held it and let it go. The pounding didn’t stop, but it did help me to be able to start make out some stuff around me. I couldn’t open my eyes yet, but my ears gave me some perspective as to what was going on around me. I heard low grunts and high squeals coming from somewhere in front of me. If I had to guess, I’d say there was a couple in front of me fucking each other senseless, but that would be crazy. But well, what was crazy really, if you were strapped to a chair and your head was about to burst into a thousand tiny bits? No, stop, I was dwelling off. I should stay focused. The grunts and squeals started to get louder and louder, more intense with every sound. Where there really two people fucking in front of me? That couldn’t be, could it now? I tried to pry open my eyes, but the pounding pain in my head wouldn’t let me. Slowly I started drifting away again. No, no, I shouldn’t drift away! I couldn’t drift away! I needed to focus, focus, focu--. Everything went black again.
When I woke up again my head was still hurting like a bitch, my hands were still not in a state to be moved, the moans were still there. The only difference now was that it didn’t take me all that long to find all this out. I’d apparently made progress. The room smelled of sex, if there was such a smell. I couldn’t describe it as something else. Again I tried to open my eyes. This time, it did work. Slowly my eyes opened. A blurry view was all I got, a blurry view of a big room, a big room with one spot of movement, one spot of movement I tried to focus on. Agonizingly slowly, my eyes opened wider and my sight got better. The movement I’d chosen as my point of focus became more clear every second until, at last, I saw what it was. My eyes opened wide. I would’ve made a sound if my throat hadn’t felt this dry and sore. The astonishment caused for another blow of unbelievable pain to hit my head and I blacked out again.
The third time I woke, I didn’t want to open my eyes. The playback of the nanosecond I’d just seen was enough, too much if I was honest. I listened. The sounds were still the same. Either I had been out for only a few seconds, or they had stamina most people only dreamed about. Again the image of a naked man and woman fucking flashed before my eyes. Now that I knew what was going on, a part of me definitely didn’t want to open my eyes, another part of me in a weird twisted way did want to open my eyes. In the end, I didn’t really have a choice, if I wanted a chance to get to know where I was and if there was even the slightest possibility of getting out, I had to open my eyes. Slowly I opened them again trying to look anywhere but in front of me, where the fucking was still going on. I looked around the room without moving my head, I really didn’t want to be noticed. I found out I was in a bedroom that was slightly familiar, I tried to remember, but the pounding headache wouldn’t let me. I let my eyes wander through the room some more. There was a door right next to the bed. It was closed. I wondered if it was would be locked too. There was a wall covered with windows a few feet away from me. If I could get there, maybe I could jump out. I’d jump through a closed window if I had to, anything to get away from here, away from what was going on in front of me. Involuntary my eyes fell on the spectacle on the bed. I got the side-look. She was on all fours, he was behind her on his knees, thrusting at a pace that was unbelievable; it was fast, hard and so rough even my insides hurt, just from watching it. What I could also see was that her tits were definitely not natural, they were so pumped up they couldn’t move, not even with all the force that was pounding into here. The rest of her body was perfectly shaped. She was a human Barbie-doll. Blond hair, big (artificial)tits, tiny waist, tight (but well-formed) ass and legs most girls envied. At the moment, I didn’t.
The first thing I noticed about him, I’m almost embarrassed to say, was his dick. It was pounding in and out of her dripping cunt and right in front of my face, so that’s a very good excuse. If you were talking about perfect dicks, this was the one and I mean that sincerely. He was large, really large and hard as a rock. I couldn’t help but imagine that thing inside me I pushed my legs together and was again glad my throat was sore, otherwise they would have heard a tiny little moan come out of it. That is, if they would be able to hear anything over their own screams and the slaps of flesh on flesh. My eyes went on with their observation. His upper body was beautiful and muscular. His muscles tensed with every thrust into the screaming girl in front of him. It was so freaking sexy to watch the rapid, hard movements he made run through his body. His hands had a firm grip on Barbies hips. He squeezed her with every thrusts, this had the effect that the muscles in his arms became prominent every second. If my hands weren’t strapped to this fucking chair I’d run my fingers over his biceps. I was trying my hardest to control my breath, which made my headache that much worse.
‘Enjoying the show?’ I knew that voice! My eyes snapped up and I looked at his face. He was staring at me with those deep blue eyes that always gave me the impression like he wasn’t looking at me, but that he was looking inside me. That broad face with his blocked jaw and cute nose was turned to face me. I looked at his messed up blond hair that wasn’t tamable with gel or any other hair product, but went its own way. The hair I’d been wanting to run my fingers through for ages, but never could because I was dating his brother.
‘Jake.’ I stammered, that was the moment everything went black again.
Slowly consciousness came back to me. My head was pounding, it felt like it was going to explode. Especially at the back of my head something was wrong. I knew it, I felt it, yet I couldn’t get my head around how I got it exactly. I tried to get my hand up to touch my head and make out what was going on exactly, but soon found out I couldn’t get it up. It was strapped onto something. Slowly I took a deep breath, held it and let it go. The pounding didn’t stop, but it did help me to be able to start make out some stuff around me. I couldn’t open my eyes yet, but my ears gave me some perspective as to what was going on around me. I heard low grunts and high squeals coming from somewhere in front of me. If I had to guess, I’d say there was a couple in front of me fucking each other senseless, but that would be crazy. But well, what was crazy really, if you were strapped to a chair and your head was about to burst into a thousand tiny bits? No, stop, I was dwelling off. I should stay focused. The grunts and squeals started to get louder and louder, more intense with every sound. Where there really two people fucking in front of me? That couldn’t be, could it now? I tried to pry open my eyes, but the pounding pain in my head wouldn’t let me. Slowly I started drifting away again. No, no, I shouldn’t drift away! I couldn’t drift away! I needed to focus, focus, focu--. Everything went black again.
When I woke up again my head was still hurting like a bitch, my hands were still not in a state to be moved, the moans were still there. The only difference now was that it didn’t take me all that long to find all this out. I’d apparently made progress. The room smelled of sex, if there was such a smell. I couldn’t describe it as something else. Again I tried to open my eyes. This time, it did work. Slowly my eyes opened. A blurry view was all I got, a blurry view of a big room, a big room with one spot of movement, one spot of movement I tried to focus on. Agonizingly slowly, my eyes opened wider and my sight got better. The movement I’d chosen as my point of focus became more clear every second until, at last, I saw what it was. My eyes opened wide. I would’ve made a sound if my throat hadn’t felt this dry and sore. The astonishment caused for another blow of unbelievable pain to hit my head and I blacked out again.
The third time I woke, I didn’t want to open my eyes. The playback of the nanosecond I’d just seen was enough, too much if I was honest. I listened. The sounds were still the same. Either I had been out for only a few seconds, or they had stamina most people only dreamed about. Again the image of a naked man and woman fucking flashed before my eyes. Now that I knew what was going on, a part of me definitely didn’t want to open my eyes, another part of me in a weird twisted way did want to open my eyes. In the end, I didn’t really have a choice, if I wanted a chance to get to know where I was and if there was even the slightest possibility of getting out, I had to open my eyes. Slowly I opened them again trying to look anywhere but in front of me, where the fucking was still going on. I looked around the room without moving my head, I really didn’t want to be noticed. I found out I was in a bedroom that was slightly familiar, I tried to remember, but the pounding headache wouldn’t let me. I let my eyes wander through the room some more. There was a door right next to the bed. It was closed. I wondered if it was would be locked too. There was a wall covered with windows a few feet away from me. If I could get there, maybe I could jump out. I’d jump through a closed window if I had to, anything to get away from here, away from what was going on in front of me. Involuntary my eyes fell on the spectacle on the bed. I got the side-look. She was on all fours, he was behind her on his knees, thrusting at a pace that was unbelievable; it was fast, hard and so rough even my insides hurt, just from watching it. What I could also see was that her tits were definitely not natural, they were so pumped up they couldn’t move, not even with all the force that was pounding into here. The rest of her body was perfectly shaped. She was a human Barbie-doll. Blond hair, big (artificial)tits, tiny waist, tight (but well-formed) ass and legs most girls envied. At the moment, I didn’t.
The first thing I noticed about him, I’m almost embarrassed to say, was his dick. It was pounding in and out of her dripping cunt and right in front of my face, so that’s a very good excuse. If you were talking about perfect dicks, this was the one and I mean that sincerely. He was large, really large and hard as a rock. I couldn’t help but imagine that thing inside me I pushed my legs together and was again glad my throat was sore, otherwise they would have heard a tiny little moan come out of it. That is, if they would be able to hear anything over their own screams and the slaps of flesh on flesh. My eyes went on with their observation. His upper body was beautiful and muscular. His muscles tensed with every thrust into the screaming girl in front of him. It was so freaking sexy to watch the rapid, hard movements he made run through his body. His hands had a firm grip on Barbies hips. He squeezed her with every thrusts, this had the effect that the muscles in his arms became prominent every second. If my hands weren’t strapped to this fucking chair I’d run my fingers over his biceps. I was trying my hardest to control my breath, which made my headache that much worse.
‘Enjoying the show?’ I knew that voice! My eyes snapped up and I looked at his face. He was staring at me with those deep blue eyes that always gave me the impression like he wasn’t looking at me, but that he was looking inside me. That broad face with his blocked jaw and cute nose was turned to face me. I looked at his messed up blond hair that wasn’t tamable with gel or any other hair product, but went its own way. The hair I’d been wanting to run my fingers through for ages, but never could because I was dating his brother.
‘Jake.’ I stammered, that was the moment everything went black again.
Hi!! This is my own mermaid spell. don't send any rude messages if it doesn't work.
What u need:
. water
. salt
. symbol (bracelet, necklace , sorry but u can't really use earings)
. 2 sea shells (has to be from the sea)
.spoon
.bowl or cup
Put the salt in the bowl or cup of water then stir for about ten seconds then dip the bottom of each shell in the water. Then rub them on your legs. After that blow on each leg for about 5 seconds. Then hold your symbol while saying this:
Mermaid witches of the sea please listen to my deepest wish and plea I wish to be a mermaid with the tail colour..(colour) and the power of....(power)just one drop of water will transform me but let me not see the moon for it will transform me into a mermaid for 24hours.oh mermaid witches of the sea please make my wish come true so more it be. Dip your symbol in the water lick it don't take it off.
What u need:
. water
. salt
. symbol (bracelet, necklace , sorry but u can't really use earings)
. 2 sea shells (has to be from the sea)
.spoon
.bowl or cup
Put the salt in the bowl or cup of water then stir for about ten seconds then dip the bottom of each shell in the water. Then rub them on your legs. After that blow on each leg for about 5 seconds. Then hold your symbol while saying this:
Mermaid witches of the sea please listen to my deepest wish and plea I wish to be a mermaid with the tail colour..(colour) and the power of....(power)just one drop of water will transform me but let me not see the moon for it will transform me into a mermaid for 24hours.oh mermaid witches of the sea please make my wish come true so more it be. Dip your symbol in the water lick it don't take it off.