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"That's it, that's my good little witch. You like me filling up your tight pussy, don't you? You're practically fucking yourself onto my shadow," the voice said.
He—at least I think it was male—was right. My body was now responding on its own merit, my hips thrusting back and forth to match the pace of the touch. It didn't even register until now that he called me his little witch, but right now I didn't care. He could call me anything he wanted so long as I got my relief.
"Who... w-who are you?" I managed to get out.
There was a low guttural chuckle before the voice responded with, "Your worst nightmare, who's pleasuring you like your greatest fantasies."
My skin tingled, a mix of fear of the unknown with the pleasure of his actions causing my body to vibrate. I couldn't see anything through my eyelids, and what was behind them was total darkness. Every now and then I thought I could vaguely see movement, but it was tough to find out. Whatever was inside me, his shadows, he called it, continued thrusting in and out of my pussy. It was better than any cock I had. A cool tendril wormed its way around my hips and up my chest. I gasped as something began rubbing against my clit while I felt my nipples being toyed with.
"Fuck," I breathed, my whole body coming alive as heat grew in the pit on my stomach.
"That's it, my little witch. Let yourself come undone for me. Show me how much you enjoy my ownership of your body," the phantom voice whispered.
It was getting harder to breath. All my sensitive spots were reacting to the touches. I gripped the tub so tightly that for a moment, I thought I would rip a chunk off. I felt myself reaching the edge, and when I couldn't hold it any longer, I came undone. I shrieked as I came, my body arching and my breath caught in my throat.
"Yesss," the voice purred. "That's my girl."
I collapsed back in the water, the wave going over the edge and splashing the floor, but I couldn't find it in me to care. That was one hell of an orgasm. Once I managed to steady my breathing, I felt around my body. Still nothing foreign on my skin.
"Who are you? What's your name?" I asked, but this time, no one answered. When I called for it a second time, I was still greeted with silence. Opening my eyes, I took a moment to adjust to the dim light of my candles then looked around. Empty. Was it all just a dream? It felt too real for it to be one, but there was nothing around to show evidence that someone was in here with me.
"I'm losing my mind," I muttered. If it was a dream, it was one I didn't want to wake from. Then again, all good dreams must come to an end, right? Why did that disappoint me?
Because I hated my life.
I frowned at the voice inside my heart, wishing it was my dark lover rather than my conscience. I gave myself a quick washing, then got out and emptied the tub. There was no sense dreading over something that wasn't there or cursing how poor my life was. Maybe I was just ungrateful. I had the life of luxury and wealth that people dreamed of having. I was living like a queen without the king's attention. Was that so bad? It wasn't that I didn't love Bal, I did. The problem was that I wasn't sure if he loved me anymore. Did he even love me to begin with? I wanted to believe so, but maybe it was wishful thinking.
Oh well, tomorrow was another day. I dried myself off then stepped out of the bathroom and into the large bedroom. It was the size of a studio with steps leading up to the king-sized bed in the heart. Other than that, the rest of the furniture consisted of a matching dresser, a vanity for my makeup, bedside tables, and a thin silver veil wrapped around the bed. The walk-in closet was big enough to put a sofa inside and still have room left over. I pulled out my champaign colored silk night gown and slipped it on. Once I was dressed and my hair was pulled back, I took care of the puddle in the bathroom so Bal wouldn't be annoyed over the mess. The candles were blown out, and everything was relatively spotless again. Not wanting to let this disappointing night continue, I dragged myself to bed and sank into the violet-colored velvet comforter.
I didn't expect sleep to claim me so easily, but before I knew it, my eyes were slowly drifting shut and my body sank into the bed. The last thing I heard before the darkness claimed me, was that phantom voice from the bathroom whispering, "Sleep well, my little witch. You're going to need it."
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