Love Spell

Yolie:Am awake but my body doesn't respond, it's the most unpleasant and terrible sensation that anyone can experience. My eyes are open but I can't move. Everything around me is in darkness. Not even a sleep paralysis compares with this, because if I was asleep it would scare me, but the feelings of powerlessness and fear would gradually ease allowing me to regain mobility, I am a doctor, I know about these things; so this is totally different. I have been drugged and I am terrified of the consequences that the effect of the drug may cause on me.What I am facing right now is too similar to what I experienced during my accident, that paralysis and this one are practically identical. I'm sweating cold and have goose bumps, I have to control my reactions if I start hyperventilating now I'm sure to die here. Closing my eyes I try to slow down my breathing. Somehow thoughts of my secret lover creep into my mind and I relax until I fall asleep again.***I have reawakened. This time my m

Yolie:I always complained that my daily life was boring and nonspecial, now that I have been locked up in this place for a week I still think the same. My shoes and glasses showed up, luckily. Apparently some Patrick person had them in his possession. It's not exactly that I hate going barefoot, it's that doing so reminds me of my accident.I've managed to stay away from Mr. Kidnapper because I don’t want to see him. I hate him! This week has helped me to think and realize that something very strange is going on here.To begin with, the first memory I have of HIM (I even refused to think or say his name) is combined with the events of three years ago. Then there are those erotic dreams that I thought were the product of my overheated imagination but no, there HE is, to prove that the object of my fantasies is VERY real.On the other hand there are all those things he told me. His words echo in my head over and over again.*I am nothing more and nothing less than the person to whom y

Alex:To my satisfaction, the little witch is waxed. I promised myself I would enjoy the taste of her passion and now I do so. She tastes sweet and spicy at the same time, she’s so exquisite and intoxicating.I suck her clit with my lips and her legs shake, searching the entrance to her paradise I brush it with my tongue. She screams.I love it, I love hearing those little sounds that reveal how much she is enjoying this.I stare at her for a second. She is totally naked, disheveled, dirty with sand and allowing me to make her come with my hands and my tongue, in broad daylight on the beach strip next to my Villa.Zeus!Our late-night sessions led me to suspect she is quite a libertine between the sheets but I had no idea she could be much more than that.I wonder if I could turn her into a Nympho, a real slut. I could fuck her where I wanted, when I wanted and how I wanted.I squeeze her breasts with my hands and she gasps. Her whole body is tense, her neck outstretched, her head thr

Yolie:It's eight pm and I'm sitting on the window landing. I look disinterestedly at the huge full moon that lights up the outside garden. I've bathed because despite the air conditioning, it's hot as hell in here, if not; I wouldn't even try.I recognize the symptoms, I'm half depressed. When I get like this, I always snuggle under a sheet with my favorite pillow, eat a chocolate bar and cry until I feel better. I make a face. My pillow is too far away and I don't want to have contact with the servants, therefore I can't ask for chocolate; lest that idiot takes offense and fire them too. I can only cry.But I don't even feel like it, besides, why would I cry for? Because I want to leave here. Why am I scared? Because being in contact with Alex makes my inferiority complex stab me over and over again? I sigh unhappily.I'm not hungry. I'm not sleepy either, but sleeping is preferable to turning whatever they bring on the tray and leaving everything there without having tried a thing.

Standing atop the cliff, the hooded woman watched the bloody scene unfolding just below. The two armies fought fiercely. Her long black hair billowed in the wind. Her greyish tunic and cape camouflaged her with the rugged landscape. She spread her hands over the warring warriors, facing each other to death in the valley, reading the future of invader's army’s leader. Another victory, she thought. At this rate the Macedonian warrior will dominate the entire known world in less than a year. The way he leads his army into battle is extraordinary, and that horse of his, what a temper! Admirable. All this power in the hands of one man. A mocking smile crossed her lips. Perhaps I should watch the Hegemon of Greece more closely. 000 Yolie: I wake up dazed and thirsty. I wet my dry lips with my tongue, opening my eyes. I sit up slowly and look around me. The bedding is all messed up, I'm completely naked and... I swiftly pat my neck in fright. Nothing. I look at the pillow expecting