Encircling my Neck

Gradually, her touch intensified, her hands gliding up my arms before encircling my neck, her fingers intertwining at the nape. Without breaking the heavy silence enveloping us, our lips met in a fervent embrace, igniting a fiery passion that surged between us. The taste of her lips, like sweet nectar, sent shivers down my spine as I savored the moment, my lower lip tracing the contours of hers in a dance of desire.

In the blink of an eye, she shifted onto my lap, deft fingers undoing the buttons of my shirt with practiced ease. Meanwhile, her own cloak remained draped around her, a tantalizing veil that hinted at the treasures beneath. With gentle hands, I unhooked the garment, revealing her figure bathed in the soft glow of the dim light.

It was a sight to behold, ethereal and captivating, akin to encountering a celestial being. Her movements seemed to cast a radiant aura, her thighs entwined around my waist as I grasped her hair firmly in my fist. Our mouths remained locked in a fervent embrace, the urgency of our passion palpable in every touch.

As I briefly pushed her away, a fleeting thought crossed my mind: was this a dream, a figment of my imagination, or a reality too surreal to comprehend? I gazed at her, taking in the reality of her presence—semi-naked, adorned in the same attire I had glimpsed the night before. Her bosom adorned with shimmering adornments caught the light, enhancing the allure of her milky-white skin.

"What's wrong?" she inquired, concern lacing her words.

Shaking my head, I replied, "I was merely testing whether I'm lost in a dream or trapped in the throes of reality."

Her laughter filled the tiny cell, a symphony of joy that echoed off the walls as she leaned back, her laughter contagious and intoxicating. In that moment, amidst the confines of our imprisonment, her laughter became a beacon of light, piercing through the darkness with its sheer brilliance.
My orbs could not help but fell on the tall, glamorous, and thin neck of hers, which was enhancing the beauty bone right now more. Ducking my face in the hole it had been creating around it I gently bite on the bone probing out as she shrieked resultantly.
"Now, I fucking know that you're real."
"Did you just bite on my bone?"
She asked as a mischievous glint passed through her eyes.
I nodded my head.
"That's my most favorite bone." She said pulling me closer, "How dare you bite on it without my permission." She whispered over my face while trailing her sharp cold point nail embellished with stone, "now wait and watch what I'll do with you!" She pushed me back in the bed with a suddenly jerk and I couldn't realize the moment when my back hit the bed.
When I finally came to my senses of process what just happened with me, I found her on top of my belly, her glinting legs straddled around my body, like she riding a horse with full confidence over her to be able to control this wild beast at her best.
"You're not that good at it, baby girl!" I tried to tease her and she really seemed raced by it.
As she snapped her palms on my chest and leaned in to brought her lip to my ear.
"Just wait and watch.!" She said digging her nails below my ear.
It was a fire show. She burned it with the mere spark of her eyes and I had been to flames with every inch of my body blazing.
Unsymmetrically moving her hands on me body she went down slowly to my belly, with her fingers moving around my belly button in circular motion she leaned in and licked it with her tongue, and began to trace her nail over my V. As I laid straight on the bed under her charm and weight taking on body as her possession as she had been whatever she wanted to do with it without any hindrance from my side. It was all fun, I had been enjoy her soft touch, her feathery breath caressing my skin, and her sharp nail making it fun on some places until she did something which shocked me to my cores.
"What the hell is she doing.!?" I thought.
Is really in her senses?
My mind reeled in disbelief, a silent scream echoing within the confines of my skull. Surely, this couldn't be happening! The scene unfolding before me seemed surreal, each detail magnified to dizzying proportions in my overwhelmed consciousness. The once diminutive cell now appeared vast and suffocating, leaving me with nowhere to escape as panic surged within me, threatening to engulf my senses.

I longed to vocalize my protest, to halt her actions before it was too late, but words failed me as she deftly approached, her intentions clear. With a deft motion, she began to peel away at the banana tethered to my body, the flush of embarrassment flooding my cheeks as I grappled with the enormity of the situation. Yet, before I could fully comprehend the humiliation unfolding, her aggression intensified, charging towards me with a ferocity that sent a jolt of fear coursing through me.

Reacting on instinct, I seized a fistful of her hair, wrenching her away from her task with a desperate urgency. She snarled in response, her fury evident as she shook off my grip, her gaze ablaze with defiance. "Why did you do that?" she spat, her voice laced with venom.

"Stop," I pleaded, the weight of my words heavy with frustration and desperation.

But she remained resolute, her determination unyielding. "Not yet," she countered, her resolve unshaken.

In the midst of our heated exchange, I came to a sobering realization: no amount of argument or persuasion could sway her once her mind was set. As I grappled with this harsh truth, a surge of panic gripped me anew as I watched her dart towards the rope hanging ominously from the nail, a sense of impending doom settling over me like a suffocating shroud. With a sharp intake of breath, I cried out in futile protest, my voice echoing off the cold, unforgiving walls of our prison.