The soft touch of her hand upon my face, the almost casual lover’s way in which she moved some of my loose hair from my face, her gaze still hard and strong…I felt a deep powerful shudder within me. It was a feeling of need. This crazy, impossible situation…and yet…oh god how I savored her touch…the heat that I could not now ignore deep inside me.

Everything seemed to slow…the rain and wind blown through the broken window seemed to pause and in my mind a piece of music began to play. I couldn’t place it at first…something distant…from my teens. Something that I would play again and again in the last few months of…of normality. As her hand moved to my neck I found I was struck by the fire within her eyes once more. It came in a constant stream that bathed my mind with light and dark desires…I had already surrendered and now her fingers closed around my thin neck. She wasn’t crushing me…just…sending a message of power. I wanted to resist, oh god, I wanted to resist…but the moment her fingers lowered and I felt them brush my flesh once more I surrendered. I was powerless…the fire had swept over me. I needed this. I wanted this. If I was to be killed, then I would let this insanely powerful woman use me…for she was already driving a heat within me I could not remember.

Her eyes flicked back to mine and I felt tears well in my own under the gaze that seemed to impale me to the floor and hold me as tightly as her hand around my neck did. Why was I not fighting? What power did she hold over me…I opened my lips…my tongue dry and cracked…I tried to mouth words but still they would not come and I felt bitter frustration force the tears from my eyes so that they rolled down my cheeks.

The song…the song was requiem for a dream…I remember it now…her gaze drifted away from my eyes and her head lowered. I crushed my eyes shut…unwilling to watch…but unable to resist the pleasure of her touch. Her tongue so warm and delicate, her lips…drawing me into her mouth, where her tongue circled and lashed down upon me again….I arched my back from the floor, sending fresh waves of pain rolling through my battered body. The pain and pleasure raced through me, battling with one another until my eyes flew open in shock of purest sensation. I felt my hands go out flat on the floor beneath me, my fingers digging into the hard carpet as my mind began a desperate mantra…resist…resist…resist…