Warning mature content.
Sweet, sweet dreams
Albert was inside of an elevator, he didn't remember getting in one, but there he was. He stared at the blinking lights that were showing at which floor the elevator was. It was going up, and there was nothing he could do to prevent it. Then it hit the top floor, it stopped, and its doors opened. He recognized where he was. It was Marla's building. He didn't want to keep on, but his body had already decided for him, and he was climbing the ombré-colored stairs. He tried to fight against it, but he didn't have any control of his body, he was only a passenger. He saw how he arrived at the top of the stairs, and into the jungle that Marla's front garden was. He saw the modern part of the house, that looked like an abandoned greenhouse now that all the lights were off. And then he circled the house to go to the old part. He knew what came next, he knew that he would meet Marla and that it wouldn't be good for him. Yet, he saw how his hands opened the door, and how his legs took him inside. And there was nothing he could do.
He walked up the wooden stairs and followed the illuminated corridor. The door at the end of it was ajar, and a stream of red light escaped through it. It smelled of incense and orange blossom, and something inside him gave him the feeling that he knew that smell from before. His pace had slowed and he proceeded carefully to the room. The door opened before he could even touch it. He saw a huge canopied bed in the middle of the room, on the left side was a balcony that was wide open. Oddly enough, even if it was winter, the air was warm and pleasant. He looked around and saw that the whole room was decorated in several shades of red, the effect might have been overwhelming somewhere else, but there it just looked fine, maybe it was the lighting, maybe it was the knowledge of it being Marla's room. So where was she? Albert turned around looking for her, if he had had control over his body he would have fled, instead, he searched for her eagerly.
She appeared between the crimson silk curtains that hung in front of the balcony. She was wearing a ruby dress that covered everything that needed covering, yet left little to the imagination. Marla approached him seductively. He could feel her perfume. Incense and orange blossom, he thought that he was being wrapped in it and that he would never be able to breathe anything that wasn't that perfume.
-So, here you are.- she said approaching even more.
-Not because I want to.- he replied.
However his hands were already taking Marla's, and when he realized he was caressing Marla's back. She got closer until her breasts were against his chest. They were almost the same height. Then she leaned even closer and kissed him. Albert found himself responding to the kiss and pulling her even closer. She broke the kiss and nibbled his ear, he moaned. Then she whispered something to him.
-For not wanting to come you seem really eager to take what I have.
He cursed himself, he didn't want anything of that, but his body was reacting on itself, and he could feel himself going hard. He knew what was going to happen and he didn't like it a bit.
-What are you doing to me?- he said.
-I'm doing absolutely nothing.- replied Marla.
She took him by the hand and made him sit on the bed. Then she took off his clothes slowly, as one would undress a kid. Every time she took something off she made sure to kiss each and every part of his bare skin. It was painfully slow and his body was certainly reacting at the stimulation. He ended up completely naked, feeling Marla so close to his penis was almost too hard to bear, however since she was the one controlling his body, he stood it. Then Marla walked away from the bed, looking all the time at his eyes.
-Did you like it?- she asked with a half smile.- Now you're going to like this better.
She then started taking off her dress, it peeled off as if were a second skin. Underneath she was completely naked. Albert thought about the number of guys at university, and probably outside it, that would give an arm to see what he was seeing right now, but he didn't want it. He didn't want to have anything to do with Marla, and he certainly didn't want what was going to happen.
She walked up to him, both stark naked, she kissed him and pushed him flat onto the bed. She then climbed on him. He could feel his body reacting to the contact, responding to her wetness. She mounted him, completely in control, he was only an instrument in her hands. She accelerated and slowed down, having him at the point of the orgasm, but not allowing him too. He was trying to think about anything else, just not to give her what she wanted, that was total surrender of his body and mind. However, it was proving hard to do. She accelerated her pace once more and leaned forward. She kissed his neck, making him moan louder.
-See? You can't walk away from me. I can find you wherever you go and make you do whatever I want.
After that, she accelerated even more, until he reached the point of no return.
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