Page 78 of Captured By the Cupid

Breathing deeply, I roll over—and open my eyes for the first time. “Oh, my…gods!” I gasp.

Desire rubs the backs of his knuckles along my arm as Longing purrs on the other side, “The crystalline oils strengthen your aura and bring it to the surface.”

“A soothing of the soul. A release of tension. And an awakening of your mortal energy.” Pausing, Desire leans in and kisses the side of my neck as I take a few moments to gush over the newfound beauty. “You already have an innate glow here due to your humanity. Our treatment simply intensifies it.”

I part my lips, awed by the transformation. It’s as if a constellation has kissed every part of my skin. It sparkles like luminous stardust. The radiance glowing all over my flesh seems to come from deep inside me. Not only that, but I can seemyaura—something ironically more difficult for me.

“It’s…pink.” I smile, twirling my hand in the air. Not the bright hot pink of Longing’s, but more of the shade of Sakura petals.

He spoke of awakening my mortal energy, but my senses are not only awake, every nerve receptor is like a manic hummingbird hyped up on crack and caffeine.

“Come, sweetheart,” urges Desire. “Night is nearly upon us. Spread your legs…there’s a good girl,” he comments as he and Longing trade places.

They shaved my mons earlier, not to mention waxed every inch of my intimate areas. It’s even more sensitive as Desire caresses oil into my pussy. Oil that tingles and heats my skin, humming subtle vibrations along it.

While Longing practically baptizes my breasts with the oil, squeezing the hardened nipples, Desire goes so far as to scissor my folds and part them wide, so he may suffuse the oil into the slit. Probing to his knuckle. I hiss sharply and clench the sheets, trying desperately to loosen my inner muscles. But they aren’t listening. My clit thrums subtly, puffing up.

A sharp biting pain attacks my clit, and I let out a shriek, throwing my head forward to find Desire with my swollen nub locked between his teeth.

“Oh, please!” I writhe from the flaring pain.

Longing slaps my breast, jiggling the tit and heating the swell. Desire releases my clit but follows with a slap of his own. “Naughty girl,” he says, wagging his other finger, striking my folds again. “Any orgasms are forhim, sweetheart.” Longingpinches and twists my nipples harshly while Desire deals three more sharp slaps, his hand wet from my fluids.

The throbbing in my cunt doesn’t fade, but the pain distracts me from coming, and that’s all that matters. They finish the massage, granting my tits and pussy a reprieve.

I barely get a chance to blink before they bind my wrists and ankles to leather cuffs, tugging on the chains until I am spread-eagled on the bed. A gasp tears from my throat, but it’s replaced with a sob when Desire produces a new butt plug already glistening with oil. The largest I’ve seen.

Shedding tears, I breathe deeply, in and out, as I’ve been trained, reacquainting myself with my former mistress’s similar methods. My anal muscles loosen, and Desire commends me as he slides the plug inside with ease. The tight ring of muscles practically snaps over it, and I groan from the deep pressure.

“Will you need to blindfold me?” I wonder.

Desire shakes his head and brushes his knuckles along my collarbone. “No, sweetheart. His powers will clad the room in utter darkness. Nor will your vision adjust. You will be vulnerable. At the mercy of the God of Love and Fornication.”

A fevered shiver rushes through me. “Desire…can you tell me, what will he do?”

He pauses, glances at Longing, who nods in agreement. Turning to me, Desire smooths a stray curl from my cheek to say, “He will fuck you hard as a trial by fire. Then, he will feed upon you. It will involve certain…methods—ones that will make our few days of torment seem like a wet dream.”

Lovely.

They all leave. Crescendo, too, but the faint ambiance echoes in the room. The darkness creeps in, the sense of the abyss prowling around me, stalking me, ready to feed. I fix my eyes on the sheer lace of the bed canopy, but soon, it’s so dark, the netting disappears. Nothing but a black sea swallowing me.

Until I feel tickling. My gasps thunder as the tickling sensation spreads along my skin, lighting on my nipples and my open sex. The sensation reminds me of the wisps but finer, thinner threads stimulating me, kissing me. I can’t fathom what it is, but with my hyper-aware nerves, they feel like tingles of lightning.

Seconds bleed into minutes, or what feels like minutes. The gentle tickling never ends, but my mind grows heady, my eyelids drowsy. It shouldn’t be possible, especially with all of these microscopic strings teasing me.

But somehow, some way, I fall asleep.

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“You wanted everything, Aradia? So, you will take everything.”

EROS/ARADIA

Her beauty hits me with the force of a meteor right to my gut.

As lovely as a constellation. A flushed starry cluster with her petals open and aroused, sex glistening with sparkling wetness like dew. Most of her juices have drowned whatever oils my brothers applied. The plug in her ass will only result in more delirious pressure for us.

They gave her a slumber elixir, but it takes her longer to fall asleep, thanks to the butterflies drawn to her, mesmerized by her. As I am.

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