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It felt like invisible handcuffs were holding my wrists above my head and my ankles spread wide apart. Tears streamed down my face, my heart racing at the fact that I was completely trapped. “Guys! Something’s holding me down! Help! Something crazy's going on!!" My friends were still banging on the door, panicking. “Sophia? We’re trying to get in! Just hold on!” A foggy, shadowy figure materialized at the foot of the bed. Tall, dark, with glowing silver eyes. I knew it wasn't human, the shape was all wrong — too fluid with too many limbs shifting in the darkness.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

The rain came crashing down without any warning, turning the quiet evening into a wild storm. I stood shivering outside my apartment door, arms wrapped tightly around my chest as cold water poured over me. My thin white tank top was completely soaked, clinging to my breasts and turning almost see-through. The cotton shorts stuck to my hips and thighs like a second skin. I had only stepped out for a second to throw the garbage, but the automatic lock clicked shut behind me. My phone, keys, everything was trapped inside.

I began, my voice shaking a little at first. “It started about a year ago and it just keeps getting worse. I get these waves of uncontrollable arousal all the time, even when I’m not thinking about sex at all. My pussy just starts getting wet, really fucking wet, like I’m in heat or something. Sometimes I’m sitting in class trying to focus on a lecture and suddenly I feel it start dripping down my thighs. I have to excuse myself and run to the bathroom just to wipe up or change my panties before it soaks through my clothes. And the wet dreams… every single night. I wake up humping my pillow like a desperate little slut, sheets completely soaked underneath me, my clit throbbing so hard it act

A quiet call he could not explain. He stopped near a small clearing where a stream ran over smooth stones. The water looked cold and clear. Leo knelt down and splashed his face. The chill woke him up but it also made his skin tingle in a strange way. He looked around. The trees seemed thicker here. The air felt heavier like it carried secrets. He had heard stories about this part of the forest. Old tales from the village people said that on full moon nights beasts walked between the trees. Men who went in never came back the same. Leo did not believe those stories but still his heart beat a little faster.

he panted, trying to get his breathing back to normal. ‎ ‎"Really? I've thought about taking your gym shorts off every morning when you walk past my house, but I could not bring myself to do or say anything" I whispered to his lips as he kissed me again. ‎ ‎"Well that makes two of us. I guess we could thank the heat wave, yeah" he added inbetween kisses. ‎

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

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I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”