Who Am I?

Only a very faint sound of my laughter responds to your curses at the heavens, as you finish your report with minor editing the vibrator remains mercifully silent. Yet the moment you click print for the ten page report it buzzes to life, on it's highest setting. "A reward for such diligent work." The voice says in your head, followed by clueless laughter and a hiss of malice before I settle in to watch your reaction to my latest game.

This is the last one for today, I need the rest of the day to prepare for tomorrow, which promises to be exceptional for you. Already the pieces are falling into place, plane tickets, money from anonymous swiss bank accounts flowing into your accounts, a particularly well written piece of literature on the tribal customs of the island sent to your address. It is soon when you will relize just how deep I intend to root into your mind before I free it of mortal consequences.

But I am getting ahead of myself, for all you know tonight will be the hour of your death, when my hands will caress your body to it's last orgasm. So please, do enjoy the current one as much as you can.
 
Aurora doubled over as the vibrations started deep within her pussy. She bit her lip trying to keep from crying out. Though most of the people had left the office for the day, she did not want to face their stares at more loud moans coming from her office. Trying to ignore the vibrations pulsing through her, she got up from her chair to get her report from the printer. She had not made more than one step before her orgasm hit her, bringing her to her knees. She moaned quietly as her orgasm washed over her sending waves of pleasure through her body.

As her orgasm subsided and the vibrations had ended she started to get to her feet only to be thrown to the floor as the vibrations started again, her orgasm building quickly.

The thought of keeping quiet was the furthest thing from her mind as a scream came from her throat as the orgasm surged through her. Her orgasm was join by multiple tiny orgasms, she body shuddering from the pleasure surging through her, her juices running down her leg.

After her orgasm had finally ended, Aurora got slowly to her feet, half expecting the vibrations to start again. Gathering up her report she rushed out her office, embarrassment flushing her cheeks at the stares she was receiving.
 
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That display was, amazing, exceptional and deliciously sexy. I can't wait until- Suddenly I cut myself off, knowing I cannot think that far ahead. Not now, not ever, not until that moment. The works have begun, your screaming having raised many suspicions inside the office, but when they see the genius written and amazing report you have written, things will return to normal, albeit with a bit more chatter behind your back filling the break room.

I now must wait for you to return home, then the book will be waiting for you. I play with the vibrator during your ride. Nearly causing you to crash into several elder ladies, who I loath for some strange reason, maybe because they loath you. Now when you get home you will see the book.

It is fairly small book. But the title is capturing, "The Myth and Legend of Thirteen: A Tribal Legend." When you read it, you'll fear something again. You will fear me even more, and more. When the realization dawns on you that I will use this native tribes effective theology to warp your mind, release you from your fear and make you fear only one thing, the hand that gives you this life, me. You will shudder to see that i've already begun, the details are not known. But your body will be severely tested, taken to places it has never been to before, this is all just practice for the ultimate tests before I change you, change you into someone who fears nothing, but fear itself. Me.
 
Aurora could still feel the flush of embarrassment on her cheeks as she drove home. She couldn't believe he had forced her to orgasm at work, knowing that her coworkers would hear the sounds coming from her office.

She was lost in thought, mindlessly watching the road, when the vibrations started again. Startled her hand jerked, pointing her car towards a group of elderly women waiting to cross the road. Catching the wheel, she pulled the car straight again before she hit anyone.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" she asked out loud, knowing full well that he could hear her. "You're going to get me killed." As she said the words a realization came over her. "I know you don't want that to happen now do you? You want that pleasure all to yourself." she said, shuddering at the sudden feeling of terror that washed over her.

Mercifully the vibrations ceased and she was able to drive home in peace. Pulling in the driveway, she locked the car and headed inside. She didn't see the book lying on the table when she first walked in to the kitchen, kicking off her shoes and throwing her keys on the counter. It wasn't until she went to olace her purse on the table that she saw it.

Picking up the book she slowly opened it. Reading the front page, she blanched, a feeling of dread washing settling uneasy in her stomach. It was all of a sudden all starting to make sense to her. Turning the page again, she gasped, dropping the book on the table and stepping back as if it had just tried to bite her.
 
"Sleep well Aurora." Are my only words as a small click in your head signals the end of the communication between us. Tomorrow is a brand new day, and one that will start quickly for me, but quite nicely for you.

In the morning you will wake up to find a first class ticket to Hawaii, then another charter ticket to some island you have never heard of, and will never find on the internet, not even Google can find the island. But if you think hard enough, you will remember that it is mentioned in the book you just read, I cannot wait to see the realization on your face, but soon enough I will.
 
"Sleep Well Aurora" Those three words coursed through Aurora's thoughts as she tried to will herself to sleep. How the hell did he expect her to sleep well when all she could think of was the horrid pictures in the book he had left her and what he was planning on doing to her.

After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours, she slid from her bed and walked to the bathroom, searching her medicine cabinet for the small bottle of sleeping pills her therapist had prescribed her months before, when the dreams had started happening and she had searched out help. Downing some pills, she climbed back into bed, falling into a blissfully uninterrupted sleep.

The next morning she woke up with the sun in her eyes and almost smiled, until she remembered the day before and the humiliation she had felt. Stumbling into the bathroom, she quickly disrobed and climbed into the shower, letting the hot water stream over her body. Reaching between her legs she pulled out the vibrator and threw it across the room, smashing it on the mirror above the sink, breaking the mirror as well in the process. "Great another seven years of bad luck, not like I am not unlucky enough" she thought to herself as she quickly stepped from the shower and went to get dressed.

Once she was dressed she felt a little better, if not a bit apprehensive about what he would say when he found out what she had done to the vibrator. She say the tickets on the kitchen table after she had sat down to drink her morning coffee. Picking them up, she smiled at the ticket to Hawaii, but, could not determine where the other ticket was too. The name sounded familiar to her, but, she could not put her finger on it. Seeing the date and time printed on the ticket to Hawaii, she glanced at the clock, realizing she only had two hours to make the plane.

Rushing to her bedroom, she quickly packed her bag, grabbed the ticket and hurried to the car. It wasn't until she was half way to the airport when she remembered where she had heard about the name of the island on the other ticket. It was in the book that he had left for her. Slamming on the breaks she pulled to the side of the road, fear clutching at her heart. A battle waged within her, one part of her wanted to turn the car around and go home and the other wanted to continue to the airport and find out what he had in store for her.

Losing the battle within herself, she nosed the car back into traffic, heading for the airport. An hour later she was seated in first class on her way to Hawaii, the ticket for the charter plan clutched tightly in her hand as her heart pounded in nervousness and fear.
 
"Excuse me miss." Says an older, balding man as he sits next to you on the airplane. It is actually me, but my disguises vary, and are so perfect you won't be able to tell until I tell you. I am next to you in first class, which is to say i'm not really next to you, but in the same luxurious area.

You've angered me slightly, removing that vibrator will be something you will learn was not entirely wise, especially since you are not yet attune to my voice.The flight begins and I glance towards you occasionally, but mainly stay focused on my book. Though in reality i've read it a thousand times, it's title? "The Myth and Legend of Thirteen: A Tribal Legend."
 
Aurora settled back into her seat, trying to ignore the balding man seated beside her. His constant glances at her were making her uneasy, something about him bothering her that she couldn't put her finger on. Looking away from him before he noticed her starting at him, she looked out the window and sighed. She was starting to regret getting on the plane, not sure what had spurred her to be stupid enough to do so in the first place.

Closing her eyes she tried to rest, her mind screaming at her to get off the plane in Hawaii and caught the next flight home. As her eyes began to close, she bolted upright in her seat, realizing suddenly what it was about the man seated beside her that made her uneasy. It was the book he was reading. It was the same book that had been left for her on her kitchen table.

"It can't be him" she thought to herself, staring more blatantly now before shaking her head and flopping back against her seat again. "Of course it isn't him, I am just being paranoid" she chided herself, closing her eyes again. Making up her mind to book the first flight home as soon as she landed in Hawaii.
 
It is quite uncanny, I feel as if i can read your thoughts by just watching your body, in fact about two thirds of what we convey is through body language, not verbal words. So it makes sense that I can see your inner struggle without a word escaping from your mouth, I watch as you drift off into sleep, it is quite a long flight and I settle back as well, waiting to have some fun later.

As the lights dim and everyone becomes quiet, I let my hand drift across to your leg. The touch is soft and will not wake you from any dream, not yet anyways. My hand glides along your inner thigh, enjoying the slight ripple that follows it up towards your waist. My voice whispers lightly into your dreaming mind, "Hello Aurora." It is soft, as to become apart of your dream, not take you apart from the dream. My hand slides behind your waistband, lightly brushing your soft skin before finding that sensitive nub just above your pussy. I brush back and forth across it, whispering in your ear all the while words of calmness and security.
 
Aurora dreamed. She dreamed that he was there on the plane with her, his voice soft and reassuring against her ear. His hand gently moving up her leg before his fingers rub against her clit, making her moan in her sleep. The fear and tension she had felt before drifting off to sleep slowly drained from her body and the thought of flying home immediately slipped from her mind.

Moaning again as his hand moved against her, she leaned back in her seat, her head inches from his shoulder, not touching. If she had touched him at just that moment she would have woken up and his careful plan would have fallen apart. Instead, she continued to sleep, her mind and body not being able to decipher between dream and reality.
 
"Wake up Aurora... Wake up." Finally I think my work on your hypnosis of a strange sort is complete, the moment your eyes open and focus on me, is the moment I pinch your clit between my fingers and twist it to the side while capturing your lips with mine. It is I believe our first kiss, one that finds you in an impossible situation, caught between climax and my lips, how you react I can hardly describe, and will allow you to do that. But I can not settle for small, "Cum for me Aurora." I whisper in your ear, twisting your clit around in the opposite direction, again capturing your lips with mine.
 
Aurora woke with a start at the sound of his voice, her gasp at the feel of his hand on her clit being smothered by his lips upon her own. As he continued to pinch her clit she moaned against his mouth, feeling her orgasm start to rise. Pulling away from his mouth she panicked looking around at the people in their seats and then sighed in relief when she realized no one was paying any attention to her.

"Cum for me Aurora" His simple command sent her toppling over the edge, her body arching against his hand on her clit. Her loud moan was thankfully smothered by his mouth on her lips.

Her mind screamed as her body betrayed her true emotions. Over and over waves of pleasure surged through her body as her mind screamed at her to yell out, notify someone of what was going on, have him arrested and out of her life forever. As much as her mind screamed at her to do so, she couldn't or didn't want to, she wasn't sure. She moaned again into his lips, from her frustration and from the pleasure he was giving her.
 
"Enjoy yourself." I say softly to you as my hand finally releases your clit once you squirm again to try and move my hands from your most sensitive area. It was simply an overload I know, but soon I will train you to be able to endure the hardest pleasure, and sharpest pains imaginable.

My hand slides from your waistband, then goes to your face and one finger just below your nose, i press upwards and backwards with it, forcing the back of your head into the chair and the smell into you nasal passage.

You open your mouth to breath and my fingers slip into you mouth, filling it with the taste of your own juices. "How do you taste?" I ask softly, watching your eyes and body, your pants are soaked and legs twitching with the after effects of the orgasm.
 
Aurora breathed deeply, trying to relax her body from the orgasm that had just surged through her body. Squirming she tried to move away from his hand, embarrassment flowing through her body. Looking around her quickly she was relieved to find that no one had noticed what had happened.

She tried to move her head away from his hand, disgusted by the smell of herself on his fingers. Her frightened eyes pleaded with him, but, she could not bring herself to do say anything, call for help or just ask him to stop.

She gagged as he slipped his fingers into her mouth and pulled away from him, bolting from her seat. Frantically she rushed past him and to the bathroom at the back of the plane. Slipping inside the small space she locked the door behind her, sliding down to the floor with her back to the door. Her body shook uncontrollably as she raised a shaky hand to push her hair away from her face.
 
I smile as I watch you flee down the hallway, there is nowhere for you to run, no one for you to turn to in thise iron casket so high above the earth. I wait briefly, five minutes where I place my soaked hand in front of my nose and mouth and breathe your scent deeply. Then I stand and make my way slowly to the same set of bathrooms you entered, "Open the door." I whisper into the earpieces which now startle you as they hum to life. My voice has reached it's potential, or at least as far as I can send it, it is now up to you to obey it's strong grasp on your mind and body. "Open the door Aurora." I whisper softly again.
 
"No, no, no, no," Aurora's voice protested softly at first and then louder as she wrapped her arms around her legs and rocked in place. She could feel his presence outside the bathroom door and fear gripped her tightly. She remained seated on the floor knowing for now at least she was safe from him, since there was no way he could come in there after her.

"Go away,"she said, her voice coming out in a squeak. "You have had your fun, leave me alone." She jumped as she heard his voice in her ear another time, her heart skipping a beat. Trembling she slowly got to her feet and placed her hand on the doorknob. Bracing herself, she slowly opened the door, her eyes wide with fear as she found him standing there waiting for her. Backing away from the door, she started to close it again.
 
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I quickly hold the door open, not enough for me to slip in as much as i want to. But enough so that my arm slips in, a closed fist as well. I turn my hand around and wait for you to hold out yours, you do and then I drop the vibrator into your hand. "Put it back in. Then come sit down. Take as much time as you need." My three sentences are ominous and heavy laden as they flow from my mouth, slipping into your ear like the addictive drug they are.
 
Aurora looked down at the vibrator in her hand, slowly closing the door behind her. She stood against the door for what seemed like forever still staring at her hand.

Locking the bathroom door she pulled down her jeans and underwear grimacing at the wet stain on the crotch of her pants. Looking at the vibrator again, she contemplated flushing it down the toilet and staying locked in the bathroom for the remainder of the flight.

Instead she slid the vibrator into her pussy, the hard plastic sliding easily due to the wetness that remained from her recent orgasm. Pulling up her pants she unlocked the door and looked into the seating compartment. Sighing deeply she made her way back to her seat avoiding eye contact with him. Flopping in her seat she stared out the window mentally wishing that the flight would be over and she could find a way to be free of him again.
 
I smile as you flop down onto the chair besides me, knowing you are hiding the flush on your cheeks and heat in your belly with your nonchalant attitude and demeanor. The rest of the flight I will enjoy the plastic and machinery lodged in your core just as much as you will, perhaps more even. I enjoy teasing you with it the moment you begin to forget about it, act naturally or have someone begin to talk with you. The daggers you shoot my way with your eyes melt in between us as I stare directly back into your orbs of light, you are beginning to realize finally just what my game is. Sure these sexual escapades are all part of the entire game, mini-stages or 'levels' perhaps. But the ultimate game, it is control, control by the use of fear. You fear me, you will always fear me, until the day, until it is time for you to fear no more.

As a dashing young businessman introduces himself to you as Peter, I turn the vibrator on low, enjoying your subtle movements to try and shift away from the pleasure while he tries to connect with you in conversation. Pretty soon he realizes something is wrong, well perhaps not wrong, but very right. So right in fact he begins to see the hints of lust in your eyes, I cannot admire him because I am one hundred percent homophobic, but I am sure you are enjoying his trim frame and slightly bulging arms. He tilts his head to side and asks, "Do you need some help with that?" He asks it silently, nodding towards your damp crotch, which is now plainly visible, along with the sweat that soaks your brow.
 
Aurora stiffled her moans as the vibrator buzzed inside her. Her eyes were full of anger as she looked over at him. Twice she thought about going to the bathroom and removing the vibrator but both times she remained firmly seated. She didn't understand why she continued to listen to what he told her to do. The only thing she knew was her deep and rooted fear of him.

She had been enjoying her conversation with Peter when the vibrations started again. She tried to focus on something else but it was not long before her shaky voice betrayed her arousal. She crossed her legs trying to hide the wet stain on her crotch, but soon found that the position amplified the feeling instead.

At Peter's suggestive comment she felt her anger flare. Instinctly she reached out and slapped him hard across the face. "How dare you even...." she said angerily, her anger focused not on Peter but the man seated beside her.

Pushing Peter aside she stalked towards the bathroom glaring at him as she passed his seat. Once in the bathroom she removed the vibrator and washed it off in the sink. Taking a deep breath she returned to her seat, dropping the vibrator in his lap as she walked by. "Bastard," she said softly, flashing him a defiant look before sitting down and turning her head to look out the window.
 
I chuckle at the dildo before slipping it back into it's package. "So your not a voyeur yet." I respond with a grin, enjoying the brief bit of defiance you try to press upon me. I cannot wait until it is all gone and you are ready for larger shocks, but for this flight I sleep as if nothing has occured between us. My careless attitude is sure to either put you at ease, or make you quite tense, I am interested to see which before we land and are whisked towards our next destination. "Soon enough Aurora," I whisper as I fall asleep, "Soon enough."
 
Aurora sat in her seat staring out the window, trying to resist the urge to look at him. She had expected her defiance to get a reaction out of him , but, instead he had done nothing. Finally looking over at him she saw that he was fast asleep in his seat.

Aurora felt a slight shiver run through her body at the thought of what he planned to do to her now. Fear gripped her again overpowering the brief elation that had been created by her defiance. His casual acceptance of what she had done made her realize that had more in store for her and her mind raced forward to what would happen once they reached their destination.

Panic seized her heart and it took everything to keep herself from screaming and crying out loud and making a scene.
 
Our arrival was bumpy but safe, it finally woke me from my deep sleep. My mind is besought with the waking confusion all are given before they fully wake up, I yawn and smile as I see you sitting uncomfortably in your seat. "Don't go to far from the airport." I grin, not intending to tell you why you should not leave, leaving your imagination to do it's own job on your mind.

The airport, beaches are all so beautiful it is amazing that we are surrounded by such beauty, but not concerned with at all. We are both inside our small world that I have created for us, one that will carry us through hell and back again, should it need to.

But it need not, it only needs to carry us to the island, or more specifically to the airport that will get us to the island. My walk is just as it should be for someone bald, old and slightly overweight. My left foot walks fully, my right only half the same size.

Towards a darkly tinted window I go, a dark haired man with dark sunglasses waits for you. He holds a sign that reads with your first and last name, he will then escort you to the car. We must go to a smaller airport to make the next plane, I grin as my thumb brushes over the small penlight sized remote in my hand. I almost wish for you to continue your defiance, should you wish to at all to show any rebelliousness still.
 
Aurora was startled awake as the plane bumped along the runway. Sitting up quickly in her seat she looked over at him, noticing that he was just waking up himself. When he looked over at her, she looked away quickly, shifting uncomfortably in her seat.

Moving with the crowd she quickly descended from the plane looking around. Had she visited this place under other circumstances she would have found the place beautiful, but, for now her mind barely even registered her surroundings. Her mind continued his order not to leave the airport over and over again and dread of what to come weighed heavily on her heart.

She watched as he limped away through the crowd and was about to follow when she noticed the man in the crowd holding a sign with her name on it. She looked around confused. Why did he not take her from the airport herself and who was this strange man that waited for her?

Her mind screamed for her to run into the crowd, away from him and what was to come. She realized as she thought it that it was pointless. No matter where she ran and tried to hide he would find her, that she was sure of. Sighing she pushed her way through the crowd to the man waiting for her. "Ok, I am here," she said quietly, lowering her head in defeat. "What's next?"
 
"Hello miss, right this way." The man said, ignoring her questions somewhat and walking her to a black SUV with it's windows darkly tinted. The AC was keeping the car very cold, Aurora was escorted by the man's powerful arms into the car quickly, not leaving time for any struggle or argument. The back doors locked as the man walked to the front seat and climbed in. "He wanted you to know, that he has something to take care of, and I'm to help you find dinner or lunch or breakfast." Then the man turned around with a sly grin, it was the young business man from the flight, "And with your voyeurism, while we wait for him." He said, grinning through the plastic shield that separated the back of the car from the front, he laughed quietly as he took off into the luxury streets of Honolulu.
 
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