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The Keeper by Tilly Greene

Fantasy Erotica + Pleasure/Pain 

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Not liking where her mind travelled, Thora pushed the pity party out her head and focused on finding a constructive way to get out of this mess. The only one that came to mind was that she should enlist the help from whoever stood silently behind her, but couldn’t find the words. Despite her predicament, it had said nothing so far, although it moved closer to where she stood pressed against the tree. One thing she knew for sure, it wasn’t small because she could hear it moving.

 

Fear of the unknown terrified her and tension spread through her body, but instead she worked hard to relax and keep as still as possible. She wasn’t sure why, but she started to believe when she was worked up the plant’s wicked boughs tightened and grew further up her legs. Consciously, she let her leg muscles relax and the branches remained where they were.

Now what? Ask whoever was behind her for help? She was naked, but that was the least of her worries. The danger of what could happen to her at unknown hands didn’t disturb her half as much as the thorny vines that held her captive. The plant, a thing with no brain or emotions, somehow seemed intent on harm and that was a big concern, but not the biggest.

What scared her more than everything else was the feeling that she could not live another second without being fucked. Her nipples hardened to sharp points and it wasn’t because she was cold. Trapped, she pressed up against the trunk of the old tree, her breasts quivering with some form of passionate attention. Thora fought not to rub them against the rough bark, for it would only cause the plant wrapped around her legs to grow even further.

A desperate yet lusty need took over her mind and body, leaving her pussy throbbing with every breath she drew.

Moaning was the only release she could manage, except it didn’t ease her passionate needs. Was she dreaming? Thora had never experienced, much less dreamed, such intense desire and wondered where it came from. She was scared and held captive by a plant, for goodness sakes, not playing games with a lover! It was all so wrong, so incredibly unreal. She stopped to commune with the environment, allow her inner naturist’s soul space to search for peace, only now she was anything but calm.

She was too damn horny and terrified to be calm.

The side of her face pressed firmly against the tree. She could see nothing except trees in the direction she faced, and was afraid to move her head to look the other way. While the thorns offered only unbearable pain, a rapidly growing need to come, to have the void between her legs filled, quickly overtook that feeling. Desire engulfed her mind and left no room for common sense. She finally broke down and begged for help.

“Is somebody there?” She didn’t shout but spoke loud enough to be heard. There was a small quaver to her voice and she wasn’t entirely sure whether it came from fear or passion.

Maybe it had been her imagination that something stood behind her, because there was no response to her plea. Thora wasn’t ready to give up, not when her sanity was on the line.

“Hello?”

Her voice was more timid, and she thought she heard movement behind her. Whoever it was stepped closer and had yet to answer her call for help. She wanted to turn around and face it, show she wasn’t cowered, but couldn’t.

Then a crunching sound from someone walking over the thorny ropes filled the air. She wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or afraid, only hoped that they would find a way to get the plant to release her.

“Please, answer me.”

“Don’t worry so much, little one, everything’s going to be all right.”

©Tilly Greene, 2012

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The Keeper by Tilly Greene

Paranormal Erotica + Pleasure/Pain and Exhibitionism

Thora, an elfin woman, has a plan to get her creativity back on track and it involves Mother Nature. To be happy and content, she needs to re-establish their connection and then her artistic energy will once again flow with ease, putting her back in her happy place. Driving home she passes through Fortunes Forest and stops for a walk, only she ends up with so much more. She never expected communing with Mother Nature would turn into a delightfully thorny interlude with a stranger she discovers is also a keeper.

Pleasurable pain changes her needs and dreams, but what about the stranger who takes her?

Excerpt

Thora, a normally strong-willed independent elfin woman, feared her heart would burst from her chest. Already the organ pumped faster and harder than it ever had before. The situation she found herself in had changed for the worse. All she could hear was the speedy hammering of the muscle in her chest.

Shifting from one foot to the other immediately brought more pain, clouding her mind to everything but what happened to her body. The very real terror she experienced now felt unlike anything she’d ever encountered before, and she wasn’t sure she’d survive. Tears filled with hurt and frustration formed in her eyes, and threatened to spill at any moment. Mentally she chastised herself for taking the detour through the forest instead heading straight home. The view from her car window had been beautiful, soothing, and seemed to invite her to spend more time in the tranquil space.

Unfortunately for her, all the beauty had turned into a nightmare—a living, breathing, intoxicating nightmare.

* * * *

The day had started out normally. Work, work, and—oh yes—more work. Being a secretary in a major elfin corporation involved in projects across the planets could be interesting, but not that day. No, it had been filled with annoying phone calls and tedious paperwork. Breakfast had been a banana sliced over a bowl of granola and wheat germ, and a cucumber and beet salad at her desk for lunch. Neither offered much excitement, but they had given her energy to get on with things.

By the end of her time behind the desk, she needed to relax and find a peaceful place where her imagination and dreams could flourish, and only after that happened could she enjoy the weekend. Those two days belonged to her and she had planned to spend them locked in her true passion—painting. With that aspiration in mind, she was thankful one of the ways home led past Fortunes Forest. When she spotted a layby, she pulled over, stepped onto the pebbled verge, and walked in search of inspiration.

What made her current predicament so horrible was that she’d found a brief glimpse of her little personal spot of heaven, and then it was gone.

A few minutes ago she’d traipsed across a velvet soft, mossy hillock, thinking about how it felt—as if she walked on cool clouds. Ancient limbs, heavy with foliage, waved gently overhead. They whistled softly in the breeze and allowed small trickles of sunlight to drip through their boughs, lighting her way.

Everything had been lovely, idyllic, and yet it turned even more beautiful the moment she stepped into a clearing with an enticing, crisp little pond at its center. In less than a second, she stripped down to her skin and dipped beneath its smooth surface. There was nothing wrong with skinny dipping other than it played into a feeling of being naughty, she was an elfin adult and elfin’s were all sorts of wicked. Once her body finished fleshing out, her ears had found their final form, and she thought they had a delightful shape.

If only she could run a finger along them, she’d surely calm down and find a way out of this mess.