Because the games she played before bed contained a lot of BDSM scenes, Naga naturally set her dream in a dark prison cell filled with SM props.
But this time, the feeling was quite different from my usual experience.
In the past, entering a dream was a very natural process, as if I had already been in that dream for a short time and had just lost consciousness, without any extra feelings.
This time, however, he clearly felt discomfort in his body. First, he felt slightly dizzy, then it felt like he was suddenly losing weight, and after a strong feeling of stuffiness, he suddenly opened his eyes.
But what he saw was no longer his own bedroom.
Before me was a room about the size of several dozen tatami mats, with lamps densely surrounding the walls, illuminating the dim interior that had no windows.
The lampstand is a rather embarrassing design. It is made of brass and depicts a voluptuous woman standing upside down, naked, with her hands stuck in the wall, her long legs crossed and raised. The lamp wick is inserted into the center of her round, pert buttocks, where her genitals are located, and the flame seems to be rising from the woman's body.
Besides the lampstand, there were all sorts of dazzling gadgets hanging on the wall, most of which Naga had no idea what they were.
This was the first time he had such a dream, and he was a little puzzled as to why these props, which he had never seen before, appeared in his dream.
However, he soon lost interest in caring about these things.
In the center of the room was a platform about two meters long and one meter wide, covered with a snow-white sheet, about half a person's height off the ground. At the four corners of the platform were four huge, shiny black iron shackles, their sturdy steel rings firmly locking a woman's limbs.
Even before seeing her face, just by looking at those long, shapely, and supple legs, he could guess that the woman he had dragged into his dream and devoured was his intended target, Nami.
However, instead of wearing the sexy business suit for the interview as he had imagined, Nami wore a very hot short dress. Her legs, which were wrapped in provocative black fishnet stockings, were exposed under the fiery red dress, and the boots she wore had ridiculously high heels, making her look like she was having a great time at a bar.
Her makeup was heavy and glamorous, and her cheeks were flushed with the rosy hue of alcohol.
The strong smell of alcohol filled Naga's nose, and this strange sense of realism made him even more excited. It seemed that his ability to dream had improved again.
So... where to begin? After circling the girl who was fixed to the platform, Naga decided to touch those alluring long legs first.
The feel of fishnet stockings is actually quite different from that of nylon stockings; they feel rough and bumpy. However, the skin that can be directly touched through the pores makes up for this lack of tactile sensation... Wait a minute. Naga suddenly froze. Why did he still have this realistic tactile sensation in his dream?
In his previous dreams, he had touched things, but what he could ultimately feel was just a vague fantasy generated in his mind. This time, however, it was completely different. He could feel Nami's body temperature, and even feel the pulse of the blood in her body.
He lowered his head, bent over, and rested his cheek on Nami's thigh. He could feel the real sensation of his cheek resting on her elastic skin.
"Oh my god... thank God." Naga excitedly thanked the god who had suddenly helped him, hurriedly took off his pajamas, took out his still-erect penis, and tentatively reached towards Nami's cheek.
When the glans touched his cheek, a real, aching sensation appeared, just like it was happening in real life. At the same time, he could feel that Nami's body temperature was slightly elevated—like that of a woman who was truly drunk.
So this ability becomes more powerful as his will strengthens. Naga excitedly gripped the base of his penis, rubbing the glans against Nami's bright red lips. When the glans parted her lips, even the sharp pain of the tip touching her teeth felt incredibly real.
He pried open Cai Mei's jaw, inserted his fingers inside, stirred them on her slippery tongue, and then switched to his own tongue, excitedly licking the inside of the girl's mouth.
The taste of alcohol, which smelled like rotten oranges, made Naga somewhat intoxicated. He couldn't wait to climb onto the platform and lift up his short skirt.
Cai Mei possessed a full bottom and plump thighs that rivaled those of mature women. Her bulging mons pubis was encased in lace-up panties, giving her a seductive and wanton appearance, completely different from her look during her job interview earlier that day. There were faint beige stains on the bottom of her panties, and because the white panties were exceptionally transparent, the shape of delicate flower petals could be outlined near the stains.
Pulling back the ribbon, the mysterious valley was fully exposed before Naga's eyes. Somewhat different from what he had expected, the exposed pubic area had neatly trimmed curly hair, and dark genitals with a complex structure that did not match his age. It seemed to be due to his great experience. The clitoris was swollen and protruding like a peanut, and at the base of the soft, pressed petals, clear nectar could already be seen flowing out.
"Damn it... So this is the kind of woman who ruined my success?" Naga was furious at the huge amount of stuff he had painstakingly prepared. He lifted Nami's buttocks onto his thighs, wrapped his arms around her supple waist, and thrust his penis inside her.
"Ah... Section Chief... I hate it, not here..." Cai Mei let out a coquettish moan from her rosy lips, while her sexy lower body skillfully moved forward, her beautiful folds of flesh wrapping around the penis without providing any resistance, and her slippery honey pot easily swallowed the entire penis completely.
This was the wonderful taste of a smooth, tender woman's body that he hadn't experienced in a long time. Naga was so moved that he almost cried. He couldn't help but sway his waist, his taut muscles hitting Nami's plump thighs, making rhythmic slapping sounds.
Because her limbs were handcuffed, the woman's body was arched upwards, a position that clearly made Nami uncomfortable. She shifted her legs, her ankles rattling the chains. She frowned, her finely trimmed eyebrows furrowing, and pouted. "You took advantage of me being drunk and brought me to an SM hotel again... How annoying... You know I don't like being tied up."
Although Nami said this, when she realized she was handcuffed, the flesh covering the penis tightened noticeably, and even more love juice flowed onto Naga's pubic hair.
"Ah! Ah... Section Chief, you're so powerful today... Ahh, you... you took drugs again, didn't you? I told you that stuff is bad for your health, don't take too much, ahh... too much..."
It seemed this girl named Cai Mei was most likely the mistress of one of the section chiefs at the company where he applied for the job today. This added another layer to his resentment towards her. Naga squeezed her plump buttocks hard, pulling and thrusting with maximum force.
Cai Mei's face turned even redder, her breathing became rapid and lewd, and the tender flesh of her vulva began to tighten. The inside of her not-so-tight honeypot became excessively slippery due to the large amount of vaginal fluid flowing out. Several times, Naga's penis accidentally slid to the area above her anus.
"Ugh..." The urge to ejaculate began to build up strongly. Naga pulled down Nami's shoulder straps. There was no bra in the way. He grabbed the tops of her fleshy breasts with both hands, squeezed them tightly, and began his final thrust.
"Mmm... Section Chief, be gentle... You're hurting me..." Nami began to try to open her eyes, her black mascara-coated slits trembling as they lifted upwards.
Nami's vision had clearly not recovered yet, but she was much more conscious. She angrily pressed her thighs together, clamping Naga's body between them, and muttered, "Hey...you...you didn't wear a condom. I didn't take any pills either, so don't get it inside me..."
Naga wouldn't worry about whether an annoying woman would get pregnant in his dream. He was panting heavily as he roughly rubbed Nami's nipples. The nipples were a slightly dark purple, quite different from the pinkish ones he had imagined, but they were very sensitive. Even with such forceful kneading, they still trembled and grew bigger and harder.
"Ah...it's coming!" Upon reaching the climax, Naga forcefully pushed his clone deeper, experiencing such an intense orgasm for the first time in his dream.
The ejaculated semen easily filled the already nearly full vagina, and the thick, turbid fluid mixed with honey quickly flowed down the perineum.
Cai Mei moaned and groaned, seemingly having also reached orgasm. Her face flushed, she twisted and shook her head, "Ugh...you're bullying me, I told you not to ejaculate inside..." Then, her drunken eyes finally opened completely.
Her alcohol-numbed brain took a while to process the signals her visual system received, before she screamed in terror, shouting, "Who...who are you! Where am I? Help! Someone's raping me! Help!"