1. The Bound Queen - A Halloween Story


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Male Domination, Spanking, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 83.6, Source: sexstories.com

    breakfast in the dining area at the other end of the house when, just as I was reaching orgasm, Katie changed. I don’t mean that her face got all red– which it normally did as she approached orgasm, or that her eyes rolled back slightly– which they normally did, or that she began to quiver and shake so hard that she almost threw me off the bed– which she only did when she was going really, really high. She physically changed! Her hair got darker– more like a red-bronze than her normal carrot top. Her skin got paler– if that was possible. And her eyes became a much more intense blue. Then she said in a heavily accented voice, “Dark Night is coming soon. That is when it will happen. Make sure that you are at Dersingham Heath on Dark Night and be sure that you are making love at midnight when the veil is thinnest.” Once or twice in my life, I’ve had things happen that caused me to “deflate” when I wanted my little soldier at full attention, but I’d never before lost an erection in the middle of ejaculating. I ended up against the wall at the end of the bed, standing on my knees between Katie’s legs. She was back to normal and was looking at me really weirdly. “What’s wrong?” she asked in a slightly frightened voice, and I explained what I had just seen and heard. I expected her to freak out, but instead she went all travel guide on me. “You know she was referring to Halloween, don’t you?” she asked. And then without waiting for an answer she continued, “Halloween is really a ...
    Celtic festival, but you Italians screwed it all up when you took it back to Italy and combined it with a harvest festival. For some reason, the church ended up using your wrong Italian date.” She crossed her arms over her naked breasts and said, “True Dark Night is the dark of the moon following the fall equinox.” She paused to think for a moment and said, “This year that is a week from Monday, nine days from now. ” “Doesn’t it bother you that you changed into someone else while I was making love to you?” I stammered out. “Oh, that,” she answered calmly. “It runs in my family.” Evidently she could see the shock– and fear– on my face because she added rather petulantly, “Don’t worry. It only happens in the weeks leading up to Halloween, and it doesn’t happen to everyone in my family.” “But it happened to YOU!” I sputtered. “Yeah,” she answered. “I guess that means I’m the chosen one in this generation.” She then went on to explain that in every generation in her family, there was one daughter who seemed to occasionally transform while making love in the weeks leading up to Halloween. “Actually, it gets more intense as Dark Night approaches,” she explained. “But it’s always gone by the time your mis-dated, modern Halloween actually arrives.” “That’s nice to know,” I replied. “Perhaps you could have even mentioned it to me sometime while we were dating.” She gave me a very dark look and continued in her travel guide voice for a moment, “This year Halloween will be almost three ...
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