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Fabien grins. "You forget, I’m the master of dreams."
And then he looks past me, and I turn to see another Fabien sliding easily over the sand on his tentacles.
"Whoa...I don't know if I can handle two of you at once."
"You have no physical limits here. You can handle whatever I put in you, for as long as I want you to."
The dream Fabien grabs me from behind, tying me. He turns me around so my backside faces the true Fabien. Or...Ithinkit's the true one. Or maybe he's both? How would I even know?
The sting across my backside brings me out of my reverie. One of Fabien's tentacles whipped across my ass. He does it again with three this time, whipping me like bondage leather. The sting makes me arch my back.
"Did you know I taste what my tentacles touch?" he says, playfully.
"You don't!"
"Oh, I do."
My mind replays everywhere those tentacles have been, and I feel the heat on my skin growing as I realize what and where he’d tasted me. There isn't a part of my body where those things haven't been.
"I love the way you taste," he says, letting a tentacle gently graze the crack of my behind.
"Fabien, you...I mean it's not."
I feel my backside clench tight.
"Will you deny me the delights of your flavors?" he asks, a deep huskiness in his voice.
"You really...like it?"
"I do. I want more."
I relax and let his tentacle slide all the way across my asshole, feeling every bump of his suckers on the sensitive flesh there. Fabien groans. I don't know how he can taste in dreams, but I suppose he can.
He really is the master of this place.
"Now, little princess," he whispers in my ear. "What sort of dream would you like to have?"
"Is this...other guy you? I don't want him if he's not you..."
"I amme," the other Fabien says.
"We are both me," the one behind me says.
"Do you want me? Even here in a dream?"
"I do," they say at once.
"Promise you won't hold back?"
"I promise."
The two Fabiens close in on me, holding me, kissing me, pressing their hardness against me as their tentacles wrap me tightly.
"Good god, Fabien..."
Time flows by like molasses.Has it been a week? Longer? I couldn’t say. Every muscle in my body aches. Some of them ache a lot more. As I crawl out of bed and stand before the mirror, the bruises stand out on my skin. Binding bruises around my wrists and ankles. Spanking bruises on my ass.
They make me smile.
