His hand on her bare skin, gripping and squeezing her breast pushed her ever closer to that edge of bliss as the warmth inside of her caused sweat to begin to bead against her skin. His finger tip nudging and rolling at her nipple caused her body to shiver nearly uncontrollably from the shocks that had begun to whip up and down inside of her, urging her to just let go and give into the sheer bliss. She was losing her mind in the haze of primal lust and ceaseless pleasure. It was almost as if he was holding her purposefully right at the edge of release, trying to wash whatever will and resistance she could have offered away.

"I...Aaahhh...pll....uuhhnnmmm...Nnnggghh!" She moaned out once more her rear driving itself into his lap as her back arched hard once more, jutting her pert breasts out and into his grasp. Cael struggles were in vain as she tried to stop the red tendril from pulling at her panties and peeling them down her legs. His words taunted her, her face a deep red with the shame at her own body betraying her. As his fingers pushed against her slit, spreading her dripping honeylips apart and nearly entering her while his thumb poked and ground forcefully at her clit, she nearly shrieked as her entire body tensed yet no release came. Only a burning heat that was melting her as more of her own juices leaked onto his hand, her hips rocking back against it trying to find the release that never came.

Half way in a daze he guided her head softly in the direction of the mirror infront of them. She couldn't believe how she was moving against him, rocking and writhing as if her body was begging him onwards. She shook her head, eyes squeezing tightly closed...trying to get the image of her own lewd reflection from her head but even in her mind it haunted her. Her body grew hotter as she nearly gushed out at that image stuck inside of her brain. Cael gasped harder, trying to breathe the feeling almost suffocating her as she mewed, her hands clawing at the sand as her toes digging in as well. She shouldn't be feeling this way! This wasn't her fantasy...she didn't even know his name...but his every touch was as if he had known her for years, as if they had been lovers...

The only answer she was able to give was the shaking of her head, her silverly white hair damp with her sweat sticking to her body, tears of pleasure and shame cooling against her smoldering cheeks.

Aerios responded by chuckling softly again. He knew that Cael's resistance was running out. Already, her body was starting to move itself, seeking the release that he was purposefully denying her. It was almost time it seemed. The tiny tendril that had removed Cael's panties returned. This time, they proceeded to pull at her skirt. While this was happening, Aerios shifted the hand on her breasts, pulling the other cup of her bra down, causing Cael's other bosom to spill out into the open. Then, he began to rub and stimulate that mound of flesh.

"I heard something interesting," Kyrios said, "They say that if your tears are of happiness, then they taste sweet. But if they are tears of sorrow, then they are salty." Letting his tongue poke out from between his lips, Aerios gently lapped at Cael's cheeks, using his tongue to lick up some of Cael's tears. "Which taste is your's?"

He would keep this up, keep challenging Cael's will power, and keep making her analyze the sensations of her body herself. Sooner or later, she'd have to admit to the pleasure herself. The little tendril, have completed it's task of pulling Cael's skirt down, new tossed the garment aside, in a similarly careless manner as her panties. With that, Cael's hips were now devoid of any clothing. Aerios decided it was time to move on slightly. He suddenly removed his hand from Cael's wet womenhood, reachind down farther between her legs and began working with the croth of his own pants. It did not take him long to free his illusionary penis. Hard and erect as it was, the organ quickly popped up and slapped wetly against Cael's slit.

The penis was not supremely big. Back in the day, Aerios had been quite the player amongst his own race, so he was quite secure with his masculinity. The rod was big, but modestly so. Besides, if Cael was a virgin, he didn't want to scare her with something too massive. Of course, he kept his illusionary rod big enough to seem ferocious and, perhaps, arousing to Cael. But not big enough to be intimidating.

That task complete, Aerios brought his other hand up and began using it on her recently vacated breasts. As it was, he now had both hands on Cael's chest, making certain to do something different to each breast. He alternated between rolling the flesh in a slow circle, to pulling the mounds away from Cael's body gently, to pinching and tugging firmly on her sensitvie nipples. And of course, he made sure to use his sense reading power to make each tug and pull as firm and stimulating as possible while avoiding using too much force and making it uncomfortable.

"Now look Cael," Aerios said into Cael's ear again, "Look at what you've done to me." As he said that, he directed Cael's attention down between her legs at the penis sticking up agaisnt her slit. At that point, Aerios also began moving his hot and hard rod so that it would grind and mash against Cael's wet little pussy. "It's not nice to tease someone like this," Aerios went up, blowing into Cael's ear as he want, "What do you intend to do about it?"

Cael barely even noticed her skirt being pulled free as the aggressive man behind her grasped her other breast, pulling her matching pink bra down and letting the warm desert air roll against her nearly naked body. Tiliting her head back, she felt his warm tongue lick up from her jaw line and her cheek only adding to the swirling sensations all around her. His words seemed to pierce the haze of pleasure, grounding her back in the horrible reality of the moment.

Her answer came when he finally pulled his hand from her soaked slit, though the tingling waves of his previous touches seemed to reverberate inside of her like an echo. "Pl...eahhhse. You...prom..uuhhhessed. I...ca...n't....take..." Like many times she had tried to communicate with the handsome man toying with her body, she fell silent as his errect manhood slapped against the lips of her sex. His ever taunting words came again, telling her it was all her fault that he was like this, that she had been teasing him. Her eyes shifted back upon the mirror for a moment as she tried to look away. She saw her body almost rocking, driving her hips against the large shaft between her legs grinding her lips desperately against him, craving the release that never came. Her back arched giving him complete access to her body and breasts, shuddering and shivering with feverish delight and pleasure.

Somewhere in her mind she was torn and utterly confused. It had to have been a dream but if it was a dream why was she fighting it? How could it not be a dream? A vast ocean of desert surrounded her, protected only by the unmoving cloud hanging above them. It seemed too real. That is where she was caught her mind awash with deep self loathing and horrible shame at how her body was filled with the ravenous lust yet being slowly over powered by just her primal desire and wanton need for release. His own movements, as he pushed his hips upwards and slid himself against her soaked needy womanhood, began driving the wedge between her personal conflict as she was losing her mind and herself in the endless torment of pleasure.

She was almost there. Aerios could sense the growing desire and the fadding resolve. Cael was almost ready to give into him, it seemd. All that she needed was another little push. With that idea, Aerios pulled himself down a little bit more than he had been doing and readjusted his positioning. This caused his penis which had been grinding against Cael's moist lips to start poking gently into them. Gently, Aerios prodded Cael's womenhood, allowing just the barest tip to poke into her depths.

"Why can't you just accept the truth?" Aerios said, sliding his face down Cael's back as he did. With a soft 'mph' Aerios bite down into Cael's shirt and used his lips to lift her shirt up above her chest. Then, with a tug on her chest, Aerios pulled her back into his bare chest.

"Why can't you just accept that your body is enjoying this?" Aerios said, using his lips this time to grab the bra hook behind Cael's back, causing her bra to slacken in front of her. Then, with almost inhuman speed, Aerios pulled both Cael's shirt and her bra off of her before slapping his hands back onto Cael's breasts. As soon as he did, his fingers again began to work their magic on those mounds of flesh. The discarded garments had soared through the air to join Cael's skirt and panties. Aerios was careful to make sure they ended up outside the shade of the lone cloud in the sky.

"Why do you humans always deny the obvious truth, so eager and willing but so resistant?" Aerios said. He continuned to grope and molest Cael's body before making one final move. Suddenly, taking both of his hands off of Cael's body, Aerios grabbed Cael's face and pulled her mouth towards his. With a shocking sudden-ness, Aerios planted a kiss onto Cael's mouth.

He held the kiss for a while, mashing his lips passionately into Cael's. At the same time, he stuck his tongue into Cael's mouth and frenched her, skillfully doing the things that he knew would arouse Cael the most in the kiss. As he did this, the tentacles that had been wrapped around Cael's legs released her.

"But you are correct. I didn't promise to let you go," Aerios said, once he finally pulled his lips off of Cael's. "So... go." With that, Aerios leaned back away from Cael and crossed his arms again. With that, There was nothing holding Cael down onto Aerios anymore. "You may leave, I won't stop you. But I'll say this one more time. Leaving now might be... more unpleasant than if you just stayed here."

Giving Cael a devious grin, illusion Aerios snapped his fingers. As soon as he did that, the lone cloud in the sky began to dissipate. With agonizing slowness, the puffy white form slowly broke apart. The shade around Aerios and Cael began to shrink. Slowly, but surely, sunlight was going to find Cael's naked skin again.

"So? Run," Aerios said, smiling at Cael.

Her soft pink lips purse together as the tip of his large manhood presses firmly against the bare, nearly burning lips of her delicate sex and desperately tries to stiffle the shameful yet sweet moan of need. His every touch hammered at her senses as he striped her completely naked, leaving her entire body exposed to him and revealing everything he was doing to her clearly within that mirror. Her already fragile psyche pushed to its limits as his expert hards began once more to maul her breasts once again, his fingers pinching her rock hard nipples. The warmth inside of her had only been growing more intense as he kept the poor girl hanging just over the edge of release as it felt like her entire body was pulsing and being consumed by that fire from within. Her entire body trembled in feverish pleasure as she pushed backwards, loving the feeling of his muscular chest against her silken skin and grinding herself into it.

Cael groaned in partial protest and relief as his hands came off her breasts before she was pulled into his kiss. She would feel his warm hands on her face, cupping her tightly as just moments before his lips had met hers she could feel the heat pouring from his mouth as it washed against her. For only a moment was her body frozen as his lips came to hers, taking what she believed to be her first kiss yet in the maddness of pleasure it no longer even mattered. Her head tilted ever so slightly as her lips parted against his mouth, moaning hard with uncontrollable lust into him and bringing her own tongue to eagerly find his.

Then it just all stopped as he pulled away, looking at her with a damning and playful grin. Cael just sat there unable to speak, panting hard as sweat rolled down her body. The lack of stimulation allowed her a moments clarity but all she saw was the shade around the two of them disappearing. In the endless ocean of desert she had no where left to run and no other course except the one. Lifting herself up for just a moment, Cael turns around and faces the man as she sits back down on his lap. Straddling him Cael presses herself against his chest, holding herself tightly to him and buries her face against his neck. She was trapped, not only by the lusts that blazed within her body and soul but by the sun above...in both cases her only salvation seemed to be him. It didn't stop the small knots of shame in her stomache from tightening or the crimson blush upon her cheeks to fully resurface, but she remained speechless, breathing hard as the inferno had begun to smolder inside of her.

"Ahhh..."

That was... unexpected? Aerios had honestly thought that it would take a little while longer for Cael to give in like that. He had planned for Cael trying to escape from him. But then again, Cael did seemed to be a realist and he had set up the situation so that it would be quite hopeless for her. Nonetheless, he still wasn't quite expected her to just jump on top of him like that. Not, of course, that he had any problems. Her small, petite body felt nice and soft against his illusionary body and the new position caused all of the nice parts of her anatomy to squish against him.

"Cael? What's the matter sweety?" Aerios said, this time his voice soft and gentle, sounding like he was truely concerned with her.

He had changed the illusion again. When Cael would finally look up, she would discover they were no longer on the hot sands of a blazing desert. Instead, she would find herself to be laying with Aerios on a soft path of cool, comfortable sand on a beach overlooking a beautiful sparkling sea. The waves washed in and out rhymtically, not quite reaching where they sat, but close enough that Cael would have been able to reach out and touch the water if she wanted. The burning white hot sun had vanished from the sky, replaced by a huge, but absolutely beautiful moon which casted it's silvery, etheral light on the shimmering waters of the sea beyond. And the heated wind of the desert was now replaced by the kiss of a cool, ocean breeze.

Smiling, this time with a smile that was very alluring and disarming, Aerios wrapped his arms around Cael's little frame and held her against him. As he did, he lifted himself up and began grinding his penis, which was sandwiched between the two of them, against Cael's warm and wet little slit. At the same time, he again cradled Cael's chest as he planted another hot kiss against her lips, using his tongue to stimulate Cael's mouth again. His hands also began to wander, moving experted around Cael's body, seeking and attacking every sensitive part of her skin.

"Do you want me to?" Aerios asked when he finally broke the kiss, pressing the head of his penis against Cael's entrance again.

So many things were the matter she didn't even know where to begin. The sun terrified her down to the very core of her being and out in the barren wastes of the desert completely exposed, she was barely even capable of rational thought when presented with the choice he had given her. In the haze of ecstasy her pleasure aiddled mind had only helped cement that choice and in her surrender, the humilation and shame had been nearly unbearable and she had nearly immediately had regret her descion. Part of her, didn't regret it. The same part that had been whispering for her to just give in to the pleasure and that same part which had taken hold of her body as she moved back against him.

That same part loved the feeling of his warm, hard body against hers and she couldn't help but nuzzle her face against his neck, burying her face from the embarrassment and trying to hide herself and what she thought were her private thoughts. Cael felt the world around her shift while her small naked body trembled against the man whom had trapped her. Her glistening alabaster skin and hair seemed to absorb the moonlight as it rolled over her as if a pale aura surrounded her.

Then he started all over again, his hands wrapped around her quickly sliding against her smooth skin as he pulled her into another kiss. It was as if he had never stopped as the waves of pleasure slammed right back into her. Her needy body grinded and arched back against his, driving her hot and wanting sex against his coat covering it with her own slick juices. Her soft lips parted open again, moaning into his mouth as she pressed herself back into the kiss fully. She was losing herself all over again...she had already lost. She had surrendered to him.

Gasping as the kiss was broke, Cael could only turn her blushing face away from his, unable to meet his gaze. "Please..." she paused with a small gulp, "don't hurt me." Her already quiet voice was barely even that of a whisper. She buried her face against his chest as he pushed his tip to her virgin entrance once more, muffling a hard moan against his chest.

"I would never ever do anything to cause you pain," Aerios whispered soothingly into Cael's ears.

He was completely honest this time. The evolution of his race had been rather wierd and the sensation of pleasure had long since been lost. Aerios could only feel good by resonating with the sensations of pleasure that Cael was feeling. Of course, that meant that if Cael felt pain, then that discomfort would also be transfered to Aerios. And who in their right minds seeks out pain?

Luckily, Aerios was also in a position to deliver on his promise. Illusionary world that it was, he would be able to give Cael any sensation he wanted. Kyrios has had a few experiences with human virgins. Having stolen Kyrios's knowledge, Aerios knew that the first time for humans could be somewhat painful. However, all of this was an illusion so it would possible for Aerios to not hurt Cael at all.

...Maybe...

Aerios had long since given up trying to figure out whether Cael was really a virgin or not. He could sense memories of attacks buried deep within Cael's mind. But he couldn't be certain whether they were real monster attacks or just dreams. And those memories were so jumbled that Aerios quickly got frustrated and decided to just forget about it, taking Cael's claim to be still pure at face value. That was why he had choosen to use this illuionary form of attack rather than real physical rape. Since, if Cael was a virgin, penetration might lead to blood. Since blood was a deadly poison to Aerios, that might be extremely bad.

Luckily, since the was all an illusion, that issue did not rise. And, since Cael seemed completely and utterly within his grasp now, Aerios could proceed with having some fun with the girl. At that moment, Aerios was kind of lamenting the fact that he didn't actually have vision. From the impressions he was sensing from Cael's vision, the girl was absolutely beautiful. The soft silvery glow of the moon in the sky seemed to almost bend around her, giving her an etheral glowing aura. In the soft night light, Cael looked like some sort of unearthly spirit, beautiful and beyond the touch of any mortal.

"You know, Cael..." Aerios said, "You are absolutely beautiful." Aerios meant it this time, and it showed in his voice. "In fact..."

At that moment, the tide suddenly came in. A tiny wave washed over where Aerios and Cael were lying, covering the sand with a thin, transparent layer of water.

"Look at how beautiful you are," Aerios said. And with that, the water beneath them suddenly took on an unnaturally glassy appearance. It was suddenly like Cael and Aerios were lying on top of a massive mirror. "Do you see now? Do you see why... I must make you mine?"

When he said that, Aerios's hands flowed down to Cael's waist and began pushing her down, causing her crotch to start sinking down onto Aerios's and causing his penis to slowly start digging into Cael's hot, moist sex.

"Ah, you are very warm..." Aerios grunted slightly, as the tip of his penis just barely began to penetrate her.

Since her surrender her mind had already begun to slide down that slope of just purely giving into her own desires. Was it a dream? It seemed so real yet it couldn't have been. Did it matter? She was being driven mad with lust and intense unending pleasure, any last rational thoughts she might have had were lost within that fog. Her body burned and ached for his touch as sweat beaded and slowly rolled down her subtle and soft curves. The cool breeze of the night air didn't little to tame or temper her lusts as its kiss against her hot skin only added to the sensations battering her very essence into complete submission.

Lost as she was, his words of her beauty didn't stop her from blushing even if deep down in her psyche she didn't believe them. Cael shook her head lightly her soft nose brushing against his neck as she quickly looked away from her own reflection. Her trembling body tightly pressed to his, her alabaster breasts crushed against his chest dragging her rock hard light pink nipples against him. Gasping with a sharp intake of air, Cael's muscles tightened as she felt the large tip of his manhood pressing firmly against her tight honey hole and forcing her virgin lips apart. Her hands held to the sides of his muscular frame, fingers curling and digging against his flesh as she moaned out at the strange pressure put against her. Held deep in the thrall of feral lust, she pushed back against him writhing in wanton need as the last bits of her will finally collasped to his.

"...take me...I'm yours..." She whispered and whimpered quietly into his chest.

"Ahh..."

Aerios had not been expected such a strong response to his meathods. Between the sensual rubbing of skin, the lustful writhing against his advance, and the whispered words of affirmation, Aerios almost lost it for a second. That fact was appearant by the fact that his illusion actually wavered a bit. For the briefest of instances, the classroom was visible. However, Aerios recovered quickly and the image of the beach returned exactly as it was.

Aerios understood now. Why Kyrios, despite his actual dislike of forcing himself onto others, would do something like this. Sometimes, these human girls were absolutely irresistible. Aerios had to admit, even if he wanted to stop and let Cael go, he wouldn't have the will power to pull that off.

So instead, he went with the flow. Gentle hands once again reached down and pulled Cael's face up out from his neck. For a moment, he simply held Cael like that, his scarlet, blood red eyes staring back into Cael's. There were deeps eyes, piercing in their gaze, as if staring into Cael's soul. Then, Aerios flashed Cael an extremely seductive smile.

"As you wish..."

Upon saying that, Aerios sudden pulled Cael into a kiss, a deep passionate one as his tongue once again found it's way into Cael's mouth, playing with her own tongue and exploring the inside of her oral cavity. Aerios took a particular interest in licking the back of Cael's teeth. As he did this, he began to push foward, earnestly this time. As he did, he began to feel himself slowly began to sink into Cael's love canal. It was not diffcult. Cael had become extremely wet and the rubbing they had done before hand had coated Aerios's member with a layer of her slick juices. It was quite easy for him to work his way in. He did it slowly, with the appearance of wanting to allow Cael's virginal body to grow accustomed to his entrance. Of course, this was an illusionary world, and the mirage penetration would cause Cael absolutely no pain.

He continued like this, stimulating Cael's mouth and tongue with his own while he slowly pressed himself into her warm, moist depths until, after an agonizingly long time, he had buried himself completely inside of her. Naturally, he had structured his penis to be a perfect match for her insides, filling her up completely without being uncomfortable large. And, of course, he made sure to grind and rub against all the right spots as he worked his way inside of her.

Aerios broke the kiss. "Ahh...." he grunted, "You are very... tight... Didn't know it felt this good."

The moments between her words and his response seemed to hang in the air like an eternity as she kept her face buried against him as her body slowly glided back and forth against his chest, pushing her perfectly rounded brests harder against him with her every miniscule movement. Her small hands drag her finger tips and nails down the side of his chest, pulling her tightly against him as the flood of passion had completely taken hold of her now as she had let her mind plumment into them, unable to withstand anymore.

She felt the warmth of his hand seeping into her skin, mixing with her own blistering heat as he pulled her face ever so gently up towards his. Her watery pink eyes sparkled in with the kaelidoscope of emotions inside of her as her cheeks maintained the deep rosy glow about them as he just looked at her. Part of her wanted to look away, to hide from the sheer overwhelming intensitiy of his gaze yet she couldn't. Pushing herself into the kiss, her pink lips crush to her as her mouth parts with another hard moan. Her inexperience was obvious, yet instinct counted for quite a bit as her own tongue flicked against his.

Each and every inch that he pushed himself inside of her caused her lithe frame to shudder as she groans even harder into his mouth. Her back arching as her breasts crush to his chest, grinding and digging her nipples into his skin. With his hands squeezing her hips tightly, he controlled every antagoinizing moment as her eyes fluttered, rolling skyward as the sensations were nothing like what he had already been doing to her. She could feel her inside shifting and stretching against virgin inner walls, filling her and sending of shockwaves through out her entire body. All Cael could do was push herself harder into that kiss, the one singular sensation almost seeming to keep her sane.

As the kiss broke she pushed her forehead against his shoulder, snorting against his skin like an animal as the his entire penis fit snugly inside of her dripping pussy. She couldn't have said anything if she had wanted to, she had expected it to hurt in the back of her mind and yet that followed was pure rapture. Her mind unfamilar with any of these sensations only pushing her further into the thick haze that covered her.

"Ahh... ow..."

The claws going down the sides of his chest was slightly unexpected. And, sadly, Aerios had choosen to make the illusion as close to real as possible. So, unfortunently, he felt this fingernails scraping down the sides of his chest. Aside from that, however, Aerios would have to say that things have gone quite well for him. It seemed that Cael was now completely lost in the sensations of pleasure. That worked out very nicely for Aerios.

With a soft push, Aerios said up, lifting Cael against his body. Slowly, he lowered Cael down until she was now resting below him.

"Cat got your tongue?" Aerios said, leaning foward and mashing his lips against Cael's. This time, teasingly, he actually used his lips to grab Cael's tongue and pulled the pink appendage out of her mouth slightly, using his tongue to gently tickle and lick the tip of Cael's tongue in his mouth. "Well, I guess we'll just communicate non-verbally then."

Without further ado, Aerios began to move, slowly. He pulled himself out of Cael's honeyed depths all the way until the tip of his penis was just barely inside of her before slowly pushing his way back inside. His movements were deliberatly and agonizingly slow. He made certain to pull and drag at all the sensitive parts of Cael's inner walls. That tactic had a slightly double edged effect. For as he tried to stimulate Cael, her own body was retaliating. The sensations bleeding out of her mind were more powerful than ever before, and they were beginning to affect Aerios. It was getting diffcult for him to maintain this illusion. He had to focus himself more.

"Look how hard these are," Aerios said, his hands moving down to pinch Cael's hard little nipples. "You must be feeling really good." He continued like that for a while, his hands working on Cael's chest while he continiued to thrust slowly and skillfully into her depths.

Then, "I'm going to drive you wild."

Suddenly, scarlet red tendrils shot out of the wet sand around them. Lightning fast, they wrapped themselves around Cael's waist, ankles and wrists. Pulling with a gentle but firm force, the ones on Cael's ankles and wrists pulled them away from her body. Her legs were forced wide open and her arms were pulled up above her head. The tendril on her waist held her up off of the sand slightly, at the perfect height to be penetrated by Aerios.

"Are you ready?"

Upon uttering those words, Aerios leaned down and took one of Cael's hard little nipples into his mouth. Nibbling and sucking gently, using his tongue to flick at her little teat, Aerios began thrusting a little harder and faster now. His pace wasn't frantic, but was fast enough to start causing a slapping sound whenever his crotch met Cael's.

Cael groaned out as he pressed his body up against hers, their bodies sliding together sending her already burning body into slightly spasmatic twitches as she found herself with her back to the ground. His mouth against hers, his hot breath filling her, consuming her as she arched her back once more even as he snatched hold of her tongue and teased it. She could feel each and every millimeter of his shaft pulling against her flush, gripping inner canal as he began to withdraw from inside of her. Every muscle and fiber of her being tightened and tensed as her small twitches turned into a full ecstatic shudder, her heart pounding as she grunted as gasped desperately for breath.

"I...ye..AhhHhhh...Nnnnggnnnhhmm...GrrrnnnnHHHNRRKK!" Her head tilted back sharply as his hands pinched down upon her nipples, her hyper sensitive body unable to handle the over stimulation as she writhes and squeals at his expert touches. Every single slow thrust inside of her caused the reaction to only increase until she was driven nearly to the point where his every movement and touch set off a near tiny explosion inside of her mind and body, rippling through out her like a miniature climax yet never giving her body the relief it so craved. Her hips rocked back and forth against him as her legs fanned out to the sides, spreading as her legs farther apart and curling her toes in just pure reaction to the man's taking and plundering of her virgin body.

"NNNGGHHH!"

The tendrils that wrapped around her wrists, ankles found no resistance as they took hold and control of her limbs and body. Her body even gave a little sexy wiggle as her arms came up over her head and pinned down securely. Her face was squinted cutely from the sensation, eyes barely open. As she was lifted from the ground she grunted and growled once again like a animal in heat, her tongue hanging out from the side of her mouth as with every harder thrust inside of her caused her body to tighten around the invading member. Her small frame arched perfectly for his mouth as it suckled at her breast, every flick of his tongue against her painfully erect pink nipple and every gentle nibble forcing more sweet sounds of her lust to moan from her mouth. Her mind had been reduced to knowing nothing but the pleasure and warmth around her as she reacted to his every touch and squirmed hard at his every slapping thrust, taming and breaking down the very core of her entire psyche. In the far reaches of her mind were subconscious thought and belief remained she had believed this to all be just a dream...and it was that knowledge alone that kept her from actually being driven mad.

"Still holding onto the fact that this is a bad dream?" Aerios said as he continued to enjoy Cael's body.

There was something incredibly sensual about the way Cael was reacting to his touches. Every single response was so sincere, honest and powerful. At this point, Aerios could sense little else than a deep focus on the pleasure that she wa sensing, which was excellent for Aerios since he was able to enjoy himself off of that pleasure. However, there was still something more. Somewhere deep down in Cael's mind was still a single spark of thought left. It was like a candle light flickering at the very bottom of a deep, dark well. It was very small and hard to see. Yet in the absence of everything else, it was plainly visible. That thought was the belief that this was all just a dream. And that thought alone seemed to keep Cael from being driven completely into the deep end.

Well, Aerios had to do something about that. His changes in movement was sudden, just like every other movement he had performed. It was too keep Cael off balance and unable to react to him. He sudden stopped thrusting into Cael's body, pushing himself as deep as he could go, but stopping when he did. He continued stimulate Cael by rubbing the tip of his penis against the inner most part of Cael's love cannal, but he kept it minimal, since he wanted Cael to be at least a little bit cognicent for this part. To that end, he also stopped caressing Cael's body. Now more or less still, he waited for Cael to wake up a little bit.

"A dream. Seems like every single one of you girls try that idea out a one point or another. However..." Aerios leaned in close to Cael and whispered in a airy, haunting voice, "Tttthhhhiiisss iissssss not a drrrreeeeaaaammmmm."

As he said that, Aerios lowered the illusion a little bit. All of a sudden, Cael was not back in the classroom she had been sitting in. Nearby was the desk she had just vacated. The sun was still shining outside, exactly as it had been before Cael had met Aerios. Everything was back to normal, everything except Aerios himself. For with that, he maintained his illusionary form. He was still the handsome red-hair human, who was laying on top of Cael who was still naked everywhere it mattered and pinned underneath him, bound by the red, gooey tendrils.

With the illusion broken somewhat, illusion Aerios smiled at Cael again. He sat back up, making the tendrils lift Cael up with him. The tendrils wrapped around her knees kept her legs spread open and the ones wrapped around her wrist bent her arms down so that they were now tied behind her back, being careful not to hurt her in anyway. And with that, the tendrils pushed Cael up so that she once again squished up against Aerios's body. Grinning at Cael, Aerios reached up and once again pinched a hard little nipple.

"See, it's all real," Aerios whispered into Cael's ear, "What will you do now?"

Cael groaned, her eyes rolling upwards as he plunged his shaft hard into her as the tips pressure against her tiny womb was intense. With each subtle grind into her, Cael's hips rocked and shifted back to him attempting to meet his movements with her own even as restrained as she was, her body trembled and writhed wanting him to continue. Even as his hands stop touching her body, she whimpers a small straggled protest out from her mouth while her body tries desperately to arch and twist to find those hands once more. The sweet torture of mind numbing pleasure gradually came to a halt yet the effect still echoed inside of her, kept held in check by his manhood which snuggly wrapped tighly inside of her dripping sex. It took sometime for her mind to recover as thoughts came trickling back at first and then they all came rushing back to her.

She turned her head away from the man as he whispered to her. Her nose wrinkled and face squinting as her mind replays everything that has happened in detail. Her body still hummed with lust and desire, as his every movement made her gasp slightly from the sensations and feelings inside of her. With conscious thought also came Cael's shame and humilation, all pointed at herself for how she had acted as she tried desperately to ignore his words. It had to have been a dream. The desert, the beach...it had to be.

Hoisted off the ground by the tentacles holding her, Cael's head tipped backwards as gravity forced his thick member to shift inside of her putting more pressure against her and snorted a faint growl in protest of those feelings. She felt her body pressed to his, the warmth someone sickeningly comfortable and surrounding as her arms were pulled behind her. Her head came back forward as she rested her forhead to his shoulder, panting hard as her entire body began to shudder and tremble once more. Hot tears rolled down her face, dripping down onto him as the vortex of her mind once again battled with the reality of the situation. To real to be a dream yet so unreal how could it not be? She didn't understand anything, couldn't. All she knew is how sick she felt from how she had acted. How if it wasn't a dream, how she had given her virginity away, almost begged for it as he raped her and how she had been enjoying it. At that moment Cael loathed herself more than she ever had, only deepening as the taunting figure slid his had against her breasts and pinched down once more, causing her to moan out at the touch. Burying her face into the neck of the man, she just sobbed, unable to answer any of his words, unable to make sense of anything.