Even in her stupor Bria's mind heard those words entangling them into the erotic images that had pressed into her mind even after that dildo had been removed from her. Her body was still being subjected to the amount of pleasure that fell upon her, even feeling the kiss to her cheek though her mind interpreted it in a very different way.

Those words warped the images running through her head with no fault of Luxuria. Ginger was placed in this erotic dream, that kiss delivered by her. She was tied down feeling the large boobs of the others pressed to either side as if she were the judge in a contest to tell which pair was bigger.

Hands were upon her dashing down her torso or playing with her small breasts and while that made her subconscious given what was pressed against her in a way it made her feel good, as if the pair had been envious of her smaller curves and wanted them the same way she wished to have theirs.

A tryst between the three of them played out in her mind. She was bound but untied throughout that sensation that carried on for some time. When she stirred her visitor was gone and the room restored as it were. Her first thought that it was all a dream hit her for a few seconds at least until she saw that she was still naked and her cloths folded up and on a chair along with the dildo that had assumed it's original state.

While she might have been able to dismiss that as her having done that herself her wrists were a little sore and there was something else here, something that she had not possessed. A single black flower that told her that it was far more than a dream or some wild escapade that she did to herself but did not quit remember.

Picking up the flower she smelled it, her mind returning to what just happened. “Not a dream ...”

She swelled on that for a moment then got dressed to carry on the remainder of the day ...