1. The Oculus Mirror


    Date: 12/13/2014, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female solo, Female/Female, Horror, Author: pablopepperoni, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    the room heading down stairs to the kitchen, not before glancing at herself in her pajamas as she passed the mirror. With dawn just breaking, a good cup of coffee out on the veranda in the cool fresh air was just what she needed to wake up. Finishing her coffee, she went inside, made a second cup and firing up her laptop began to write. Three hours later it was time for a break and a stretch. Back up stairs to shower and change. When finished she was dressed and standing in front of the mirror watching herself as she brushed her hair. As she did so the image in the mirror shimmered once again and in a flash she saw her own refection change. Change from what she was wearing, blue jeans with a white blouse to a much different image. She saw herself, or what looked to be her. The reflection of herself wore a black leather mini skirt, a black leather bustier which pushed her ample breasts upwards. Almost lewdly. Black leather knee high boots adored her legs. Her hair was pulled back tightly on her head into a high pony tail. Hanna glanced away to look for her glasses. Seeing them on the night stand, she moved to grab them and put them on. Looking back into the mirror all she saw was the reflection of the image of herself, as she was. What had happened? What had she saw? Was her mind playing tricks on her? Surely she was still tired from the lack of restful sleep. That and too much strong coffee. It had to be it. She made her way down stairs and went back to work writing. Chapter ...
    Two The next morning she arose at her usual early morning time. She was tired. She had put in a full day of work yesterday writing well into the night. When she finally stopped for the evening she had gone to bed but once again her sleep was interrupted with strange dreams. Dreams which bothered her but none that she could remember when she awoke. Taking her normal cup of coffee she went out on the veranda of the house only to find a large package waiting for her. When did this arrive? She thought. She didn't hear any delivery. No bell was wrung. Strange. She brought the package into her house and placed it on the table. It had her name and address on it but the return address was unreadable. Taking a steak knife from the drawer Hanna cut the seal of the box and looked inside surprised at what she found. It was a black leather corset. She lifted it out of the box and admired the beauty of the construction of the piece. It was certainly hand made with quality leather and heavily boned. It laced up the back and had a zippered flap that covered the laces. Putting back into the box, she went outside and sat down to drink her coffee. Where did it come from? She hadn't ordered it. Nobody she knew would send something like that to her. Finishing her coffee she decided to for go writing to go and take an immediate shower and to get dressed. As she moved through the kitchen, she reached into the box and took the corset with her up stairs. Really not knowing why. After her shower she ...
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