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Scene idea: Rhulan: My power comes not from the moon, the stars, the sun, or trees. I am Rhulan! The Sorceress of the storms! Mistress of winds! Dominatrix of lightning!! -lightning flashes around body in a rough shape of bondage gear-

Sleeping man, a groan sturs them awake. A lithe figure made of shadows, form not unlike a horned cat woman, crawls across the ceiling with quick jerking motions. The man cannot move, he tells himself this is sleep paralysis, trying to calm down, the figure's head spins around, a wide red glowing smile stretches unnaturally wide as it shrieks in two voices, one low the other high, "wear me like a cock sleeve!"

Succubus: This is our contract, I will be your slave for the remainder of your mortal life, dress me up, undress me at your command, I will be your doll, no debauchery is beyond my abilities for I am an eternal being, death and pain cannot truly touch me, my body malleable, my body an expression of my will and in your service your desires. However know this while I may not speak out against your demands while in your service be warned for I speak it now, I will be judging you, and I do hold a grudge for wrongs committed against me. When your life comes to its inevitable end I will be your master, and for far longer than you were mine; and I am capable of far greater imaginings and inflictions upon the vessel I will shackle you with in the next world as my slave. So be warned there is no escape from this contract, no plan you make in selfish preservation to have your fun and escape your dues will work, no death repentions, no new found faith, upon our agreement my service to you without

Okay so some background first, been sick these last few days, had a mild stomach virus on Thursday, not enough to stop me from doing some writing just not finishing, but status stuff aside that night around 4am-5am I was hit by some intense pain...my best guess is I apparently stacked food poisoning ontop of already having a stomach bug...yeah "fun", so ended up spending the entirety of Friday in a state of sleeping for an hour or two between being woken up by enough pain or having to run to the bathroom or the puke bucket,,,one would think all that sleep would be enough to have dreams but all that being sick wiped out any memories of any short dreams, aside from some small moments that have stuck in my memory for now, these being. 1: Standing on a rickety wooden balcony built on the side of an old farm house and it falls down towards the neighboring house and nearly landing on their dog as it and I fall down. 2: Something about being on a space ship with a lot of orange hues, big

Been a hot minute since I remembered a dream enough to write about it, a few too many mundane ones I seem to forget while dreaming, or adventure ones where I wake up too suddenly or too tired to hold onto the dream *for real life reasons had to wake up earlier than usual four days this week so that messed with that, focusing on living world stresses* But last night's dream I remember, at least, the last part of it well enough to write about it, and it had a freaky part that might make some relatives with dream interpretation uneasy. Okay, so best I can remember the starting point where I can remember the dream had been doing something related to working, but the place was not someplace I actually work, it was like the lobby of an office, and in this dream I am a young well shaven man, thinking I was a male secretary in this dream, long hair tied back and hidden under a shirt. So the part of this where I remember is an unusual element for a dream of mine...leaving work. Its nighttime