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Speaker 1: And it's getting darker and darker. Tess knows she needs
Speaker 1: to sleep. It's been weeks, if not years, since her
Speaker 1: last year sleep. It only fuels the madness burning in
Speaker 1: her mind, her attention igniting the fear of this beast
Speaker 1: that seems to be lurking in the depths of the sea,
Speaker 1: biding its time. The storm has abated for now, but
Speaker 1: it still prows the horizon, waiting to return, waiting to
Speaker 1: bring the monster back. But before that happens, Test needs
Speaker 1: to sleep to stop this insanity that grips her mind,
Speaker 1: so she might face her fears alone. Hi, it's Devlin
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Speaker 1: phantom cease Now, so Tess is diving further into insanity.
Speaker 1: The madness is gripping her mind, fear coursing through her veins.
Speaker 1: But what now? What is to become of Tests? Will
Speaker 1: she descend completely into madness, into her fantasies, her dreams,
Speaker 1: her memories. Will she lose her grip on reality completely?
Speaker 1: All the wants to return? Will that beast from the
Speaker 1: sea come and take Tests for once and for all?
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Speaker 1: bed and just put those earbuds in, close your eyes,
Speaker 1: and surrender to the pleasure of my voice moving over
Speaker 1: your body. When you're ready to surrender to pleasure, just
Speaker 1: go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold
Speaker 1: it for a moment and let it go with the sigh,
Speaker 1: releasing all that tension, all that stress. For the next
Speaker 1: twenty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice.
Speaker 1: This is your time, your time to relax, your time
Speaker 1: for sensual satisfaction, Your time to release your inner passions
Speaker 1: as you enjoy my voice and feel it going with
Speaker 1: you as you immerse yourself into today's story. Tiredness still
Speaker 1: burned through tests the next day. It is led in
Speaker 1: lava pumping through her veins. She needed to do something.
Speaker 1: She needed to get some sleep. There was no option.
Speaker 1: She would have to see the doctor to see if
Speaker 1: there was something he could offer. Tess really hated visiting
Speaker 1: the doctor at any time, but over something as mundane
Speaker 1: as sleep, he really seemed even more dumb. Many more
Speaker 1: mugs of coffee passed her lips before she left for
Speaker 1: the doctors, the caffeine trying to resuscitate whatever life she
Speaker 1: had left in her as long as she was back
Speaker 1: to sing normal state for an hour. That would do it.
Speaker 1: After that, tescaul collapse with whatever medication he gave her.
Speaker 1: Leaving the doctor's surgery, could not help but feel that
Speaker 1: she had been rushed through. The questions had been cursory,
Speaker 1: and the prescription delivered quickly. A month's worth of ambience
Speaker 1: sat in her purse. Test had never been one for
Speaker 1: taking medication, and certainly not sleeping tablets, but it was
Speaker 1: getting to the stage where she would hurt herself or
Speaker 1: worse someone else. Returning to the cafe, she left the
Speaker 1: clothes sign up, explaining to the few people congregated outside
Speaker 1: that she wouldn't open for personal reasons. Well, Tess concerned
Speaker 1: it wanting to sleep pretty damn personal. Digging through her
Speaker 1: purse to find the tablets, and eventually giving up in frustration,
Speaker 1: she upturned her bag onto the counter. The little brown
Speaker 1: bottle clinked across the surface. For once. Test played responsible
Speaker 1: for a moment, as if it was going to change
Speaker 1: anything she did next, But she did actually read through
Speaker 1: all the side effects and instructions. How they managed to
Speaker 1: fit all of those onto one page was beyond her,
Speaker 1: so loss of coordination and hallucinations. She knew people that
Speaker 1: would pay a fortune for that effect. Preparing for bed
Speaker 1: was quick and unceremonious. Closed off, sat on the side
Speaker 1: of the bed, letting the little pink pill slide down
Speaker 1: on her throat and chasing it with a mouthful of water.
Speaker 1: Tess eased her legs under the douvet and slid into bed.
Speaker 1: Her head rested back on the pillow, her eyes closed,
Speaker 1: and sleep stole her away to thin. The sudden light
Speaker 1: almost burned her eyes. It was so bright, aching through
Speaker 1: to her retina, seeming to touch somewhere deep inside her mind.
Speaker 1: Once the initial shock had passed, all she could feel
Speaker 1: was a warm after glow, something that seemed to massage
Speaker 1: her mind, seemed to relax her sedate for a moment.
Speaker 1: She had no worries, no concerns. She was just drifting
Speaker 1: in space, somewhere in the darkness. Fin stood a little
Speaker 1: way away. He looked a little younger, maybe less stressed,
Speaker 1: than when Tess had last seen him. His beautiful dark
Speaker 1: eyes still glowed with love and passion. In fact, maybe
Speaker 1: a little more so. He was different to the other
Speaker 1: dreams she had had, changed in his body somehow, but
Speaker 1: Tess wasn't quite sure how. She couldn't quite put her
Speaker 1: finger on it. As the light subsided a little, the
Speaker 1: surface of a large rock became clear under her feet.
Speaker 1: To call it a rock was possibly doing it at
Speaker 1: his service. It was almost an island in its own right,
Speaker 1: and the dark waves of the sea gently lapped at
Speaker 1: the edges, kissing the smooth stone. An invading force of
Speaker 1: seaweed clung to the edges, threatening to go over the
Speaker 1: top at any moment. Suddenly Finn was next to her,
Speaker 1: his arms around her. Tess immersed herself in the soft
Speaker 1: feeling of his embrace, like the finess velvet. His musk
Speaker 1: so spicy, hung in the air, accentuating the sensation the
Speaker 1: muscles under his shirt tightening as if they would never
Speaker 1: let her go. When I said forever, his voice smoothed,
Speaker 1: poured into Tess's soul. It was all she could do
Speaker 1: to hold the tears back. I meant for all time.
Speaker 1: Tess recognized the last poem he had written for her,
Speaker 1: and later he had given it to her the night
Speaker 1: before she lost him. He didn't speak in his native Gaelic,
Speaker 1: the words just seemed to enter her mind clearly. In English,
Speaker 1: there is nowhere. I will not go, they said in unison.
Speaker 1: Her mind clouded with emotion. She wanted to share this
Speaker 1: with him, this moment, this poem. Nothing I will not do.
Speaker 1: Their eyes transfixed, drinking each other deep into their souls,
Speaker 1: to be close to you. His fingers wiped away the
Speaker 1: tears from Tess's eyes. When I say, his thumb gently
Speaker 1: stroked her lips as they echoed the poem I love you,
Speaker 1: gently kissing between each line, punctuating the emotion between them.
Speaker 1: I love you for to day. His fingers ran through
Speaker 1: her hair, for to morrow, his fingers down her back forever.
Speaker 1: His kiss is so sensuous, so caring, until the end
Speaker 1: of time. Tears stole the last word from Tess's mouth.
Speaker 1: Wiping the tears from Tess's face, his thumb caressed her
Speaker 1: trembling lips. Tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks. Confused with
Speaker 1: this dream, she buried her head in his chest, not
Speaker 1: wanting to awake even if this was an hallucination. Embraced
Speaker 1: within his warmth again, she felt safe once more. Oh God,
Speaker 1: for the first time in four years, she felt safe again.
Speaker 1: Is this a dream or reality? Tess whispered into the
Speaker 1: softness of his chest, his hands pushed through her hair,
Speaker 1: his chin resting gently on the top of her head.
Speaker 1: A bit of both, sweetheart. I have never let you
Speaker 1: go and won't leave you. Things have changed, but it
Speaker 1: doesn't change how I feel. Finn. I just want. His
Speaker 1: finger pressed against Tessa's lips, quieting her, his skin so soft,
Speaker 1: so sensual, his heart beat echoed in her ears. There
Speaker 1: is nothing to apologize for. We always really knew how
Speaker 1: we felt. We had that connection. When I went out
Speaker 1: that morning, I had no doubt you loved me. When
Speaker 1: I sank, I sank knowing you loved me. In a moment,
Speaker 1: you will have to wake up. I haven't left you.
Speaker 1: I am closer than you think. Tears stung at Tessa's eyes.
Speaker 1: She struggled to keep them open. She didn't want to
Speaker 1: lose him again, not now, not ever. The cry of
Speaker 1: a seagull so loud it woke Tess with a start.
Speaker 1: Rain was pouring through a broken window pane. The returning
Speaker 1: storm must have shattered it. Leaping up to stop the
Speaker 1: rain before it drenched everything, she noticed the crowd on
Speaker 1: the beach below, looking up quickly, finding a hammer and
Speaker 1: nails and an old piece of cloth. She covered the
Speaker 1: broken pane with the last nails going in, Test noticed
Speaker 1: the blood dripping down the frame. Had someone tried breaking
Speaker 1: in where that would be just complete madness. It was
Speaker 1: a sheer rock face outside, nothing between her and the sea.
Speaker 1: Shaking her head to dispel the confusion, Test took a
Speaker 1: moment to gather herself, trying to get a grasp on
Speaker 1: the dream during the night. She had no idea what
Speaker 1: it was about. It felt so real, yet so indescribably strange.
Speaker 1: Somewhere through the fog of her thoughts, as side effects
Speaker 1: of the ambient came to mind, hallucinations of course, that
Speaker 1: would explain it. The noise of the crowd pulled her
Speaker 1: attention again, breaking her thought pattern. Reluctantly, Test knew she
Speaker 1: had to go down there. They were looking up at
Speaker 1: a cafe, after all. Knowing the luck she was having
Speaker 1: at the moment, testfully expected to find the cafe was
Speaker 1: falling into the sea. Quickly getting dressed, she moved down
Speaker 1: the steps as fast as she possibly could, the rain
Speaker 1: helping clear the confusion from last night's dream and the
Speaker 1: fog of ambion. Pushing through the crowd to try and
Speaker 1: see what they were all pointing at, which only added
Speaker 1: to her pain. Tess's eyes followed their hands pointing toward
Speaker 1: the cafe. A smear of blood ran down the rock face.
Speaker 1: Someone had tried breaking in and hadn't lived to regret it.
Speaker 1: There was also something on the ground which seemed to
Speaker 1: be the focus of agitated discussion. Pushing through the crowd,
Speaker 1: she could hear the ensuing argument, It was definitely squid.
Speaker 1: That's a big squid. Well, what else could it be?
Speaker 1: He'd be a murmur, the unmosttakable tones of Old Ron
Speaker 1: bringing its ownly unique form of insanity to the conversation.
Speaker 1: With that, everyone laughed, which was how most people treated
Speaker 1: Oldron's stories and thoughts. The argument diffused, the appendage lay
Speaker 1: still on the stand. Apparently universally it was agreed to
Speaker 1: be from a squid. Today was getting more and more
Speaker 1: confusing by the moment. Struggling to understand what was real
Speaker 1: and imaginary, and feeling a real urge to trash those pills,
Speaker 1: Test decided coffee was a good option, possibly the best
Speaker 1: decision she made in a long time. The lure of
Speaker 1: the coffee machine took her quickly back up the steps
Speaker 1: Tests really needed to get her head straight before any
Speaker 1: more of this weirdness happened for the first time, and
Speaker 1: days the storm a baited. A red glow appeared over
Speaker 1: the horizon as the sun set, promising a calm day
Speaker 1: to morrow. The drama of the past twenty four hours
Speaker 1: seemed to have finally ended. The police had taken away
Speaker 1: a blood sample from the window frame to see if
Speaker 1: they could identify who the would be cliff climbing burglar
Speaker 1: was from DNA records. Test stared out at sea, so peaceful,
Speaker 1: so calm, gently glowing with a pink haze. At least
Speaker 1: she would get time at their spot. She needed to
Speaker 1: be there again so badly. It seemed like forever since
Speaker 1: she had been able to spend a night there, and
Speaker 1: all this talk of sleeping in beds was completely overrated.
Speaker 1: To night, she was going to come hell or high water.
Speaker 1: Taking the familiar steps across the beach, Test stopped for
Speaker 1: a moment when the trenches still remained, gazed deeply in
Speaker 1: the sand as shiver ran down her spine. Not wanting
Speaker 1: to carry the burden of fear into their spot, Tests
Speaker 1: set off across the beach, feeling that sand beneath her toes,
Speaker 1: that familiar relaxation, a glowing warmth of anticipation spreading gently
Speaker 1: through her veins, expanding over her body. The breeze rippled
Speaker 1: her matsy skirt round her, the kiss of the wind
Speaker 1: so gentle on her naked thighs. The sea breeze teased
Speaker 1: over tests, reminding her so much of Finn's lips, a
Speaker 1: gentle tingling just on the surface of her skin. Goosebumps
Speaker 1: peppered her body as she remembered Finn's mouth, those warm,
Speaker 1: moist lips caressing her flesh. How naturally sensual he was,
Speaker 1: probably the most sensual man Tess had ever met. The
Speaker 1: breeze hurried her further down the beach to their spot,
Speaker 1: that place it became as one. The evening air seemed
Speaker 1: so rich with a spicy fragrance, the after effects of
Speaker 1: the storm. No doubt may be carried here from far
Speaker 1: away lands, promises of adventures and dreams, Finn always said.
Speaker 1: The evening sky still carried the heat of the day,
Speaker 1: a warm vein that ran through every breath, test hook
Speaker 1: warming her right through to her song. Reaching the water's edge,
Speaker 1: the splash of the tide brushed over her naked feet.
Speaker 1: Little fragments of foam spread around her ankles, embracing them
Speaker 1: pearl ankle bracelets gifted to her by the sea. Walking
Speaker 1: deeper into the water, just to her calves, she lifted
Speaker 1: her dress a little. That tingle created by the caress
Speaker 1: of the waves spread up her legs. Her thighs began
Speaker 1: to pulse gently with that familiar sensation, willing her to
Speaker 1: surrender to the water, To give up to this unexplained
Speaker 1: desire she had, easing her skirt up higher, exposing her
Speaker 1: complete nakedness to the will of the sea. Test through
Speaker 1: her dress back to the sand, crouching and then laying
Speaker 1: in the wash of the tide, wanting to succumb to
Speaker 1: the seduction of the water, to take her forever to
Speaker 1: fin The cold of the water prompted a sharp gasp,
Speaker 1: an intake of breath as if it was her last,
Speaker 1: contrasting with the heat of the sun so dramatically, and
Speaker 1: then letting it go. A heavy sigh left her lips.
Speaker 1: Tests finally surrendered to the pleasure she needed. The tide
Speaker 1: gently washed up her thighs. Memories of Finn's caress flooded
Speaker 1: her body, easing higher and higher. The fragrance of the night,
Speaker 1: that exotic, spicy aroma, intensifying the feelings moving through her body.
Speaker 1: As Tessa's eyes close shut and she let the darkness
Speaker 1: embrace her, holding her close, the ebb and flow of
Speaker 1: the tide moved along her thighs, caressing her deeper. Those
Speaker 1: muscles in her thighs clenching, hungry, wanton the gentle wash
Speaker 1: of the water moving around her sex her lips, teasing
Speaker 1: at it like a lover's tongue. She wanted it deeper,
Speaker 1: willing it to explore, trying to control the growing passion
Speaker 1: in her body. The water lapped deeper, Her back arched
Speaker 1: in the sea. With every caress, The now familiar velvety
Speaker 1: fill of the water moved around her ankles, tightening in
Speaker 1: the tide, as if she was restrained, not by ropes,
Speaker 1: perhaps by her own desire. The water washed over her
Speaker 1: thighs and clutched onto her, a lover's fingers grasping at
Speaker 1: her skin, holding her, controlling her, wanting her feeling so bound,
Speaker 1: so protected, so submissive, so wanted by the sea. By
Speaker 1: thin higher the velvety sensation climbed her legs as if
Speaker 1: some soft tentacles were exploring her body, trying to writhe
Speaker 1: under the binds of the ocean. The tentacles just moved higher.
Speaker 1: Tess's fingers grasped at the sound and holding it, clutching it.
Speaker 1: The tide washing over them. The velvety sensation moved around
Speaker 1: and over her wrists, holding them as a lover might
Speaker 1: hold her down, as Finn had done, surrendering to that
Speaker 1: desire to be held by the sea, to submit to
Speaker 1: his desire. Her wrist felt unable to move, but Tess
Speaker 1: had no desire to move them, not wanting to be released,
Speaker 1: desiring to give herself wholly to the sea. Velvety tentacles
Speaker 1: entwined her thighs, tightening on the soft flesh, and their
Speaker 1: grip eased her thighs apart. Eager to enjoy the moment,
Speaker 1: she spread them further. A tremble of excitement drifted over
Speaker 1: her lips in anticipation of what was to come. One
Speaker 1: tentacle pushed along her pussy from the bottom, so slowly
Speaker 1: moving up, flicking at every inch as if it was
Speaker 1: tasting her, enjoying the sweet juices between Tess's lips. The
Speaker 1: pulsing grew in her core clutching, aching to feel it deeper,
Speaker 1: all the way up to the top of her swollen lips,
Speaker 1: circling that most sensitive spot, that spot that makes everything perfect,
Speaker 1: the very tip of it, flicking viciously at her clip.
Speaker 1: Every movement vibrated through her body, shuddering, tescud already filled,
Speaker 1: the orgasm starting growing, burning deep inside, licking again, her
Speaker 1: body shocked with the avalanche pleasure, wanting to release, wanting
Speaker 1: to come, that tension building inside her core, Swirling faster
Speaker 1: and faster, Another lick, circling a clip, it, tormenting it,
Speaker 1: dragging back along it, every movement, creating intense waves of
Speaker 1: pleasure through a body. The swirling spread over her stomach.
Speaker 1: Her stomach tensed, a new sensation of teeth or a
Speaker 1: tooth teasing around her clit, easing at it with a
Speaker 1: sharp tip. Another lick, dragging her clit between tentacle and
Speaker 1: the tooth. Tess's body shook with lustful need, the swirling
Speaker 1: moving over her breasts, gasping, moaning, louder and louder, lifting
Speaker 1: her hips to meet every lick, every bite, wanting it
Speaker 1: even harder. Tess's nipples burned with the need for satisfaction,
Speaker 1: so erect, so firm. Another lick, even more intense, her
Speaker 1: whole body trembling on the edge of the precipice. This
Speaker 1: is it testing you. On the next lick, she couldn't
Speaker 1: try and hold back anymore. Another lick, her orgasm exploded
Speaker 1: down her nipples, her breast, her stomach, and deep inside,
Speaker 1: right there on that spot. All the tension in her
Speaker 1: body concentrated in that one spot, and then that movement,
Speaker 1: the volcano exploded every nerve, every fiber, every cell, releasing
Speaker 1: her orgasm, the tide of pleasure flooding up and down
Speaker 1: her body, waves of desire moving from the top of
Speaker 1: her head to the tip of her toes, every breath
Speaker 1: pushing that pleasure further, still intensifying, growing two tentacles pushed
Speaker 1: over her stomach, between her breasts, her orgasm just seemed
Speaker 1: to accelerate, growing stronger and stronger every moan from her lips,
Speaker 1: somehow intensifying the sensation tearing through her body. The tentacles
Speaker 1: spread over her breast and around her nipples, those teeth
Speaker 1: teasing at her swollen nipples, biting them in the most
Speaker 1: erotic way, thrusting her breasts up to meat each bite.
Speaker 1: Her nipples ate with need as the endless assault of
Speaker 1: her orgasm pummeled every cell. Her orgasm pulsed in her nipples,
Speaker 1: each one electric with pleasure. A lick right along each nipple,
Speaker 1: dragging them between teeth and tentacle. Her body arched again,
Speaker 1: writhing under her restraints, her orgasm intensifying yet more. The
Speaker 1: endless punishment of pleasure invaded every cell of a body,
Speaker 1: moaning loudly, not wanting this sensation ever to stop. The
Speaker 1: sea washed over her mouth, his hint of salt, teasing
Speaker 1: her tongue. The gentle caress of a tentacle moved over
Speaker 1: her mouth, easing between her lips, tasting that saltiness along
Speaker 1: its length. The hint of the sea dripped onto her
Speaker 1: tongue before the tentacle pushed deeper. Tess's lips stretched around
Speaker 1: its girth, resisting the earth to gag as it thrust passionately.
Speaker 1: His length teased at her throat, so swollen, so hot,
Speaker 1: burning inside her, stifling her moans. Tess's body contorted in
Speaker 1: the onstalt of her orgasm. Without warning, a thrust so hard,
Speaker 1: so deep, pressed inside her pussy, her swollen lips ate
Speaker 1: to the sensation of it pushing even deeper. I remembered
Speaker 1: sensation as it rubbed along her clit, a contortion so beautiful,
Speaker 1: so perfect. Unable to withhold the orgasm, her pussy clutched
Speaker 1: wildly at the tentacle, grasping at it, willing it to
Speaker 1: go deep as it could, pushing back on to it,
Speaker 1: impaling herself deeply, wanting to feel that spark of pain
Speaker 1: as it touched her very end. Tess's lips pulled it deeper,
Speaker 1: burning with every thrust, pushing that contortion along her clit.
Speaker 1: Her body twisted in undeniable pleasure, wanting to moan, wanting
Speaker 1: to gasp. That feeling intensified as her body was embraced
Speaker 1: in another orgasm, the taste of the sea getting stronger,
Speaker 1: more intense, the thrust more urgent. A warm cream exploded
Speaker 1: in her mouth. That feeling that tastes so intense does
Speaker 1: it eased down her throat tests his pussy clutched aggressively
Speaker 1: at the sensation, squeezing the tentacle inside her tightly, forcing
Speaker 1: it to were rubbed with a hot cream that ignited
Speaker 1: her pleasure, feeling it spread through her body, nectar moving
Speaker 1: through her veins. Her body tensed and coughed in pleasure,
Speaker 1: every nerve, every cell, every fiber coming together right now.
Speaker 1: The electricity of her orgasm ricocheted through her entire being.
Speaker 1: The tentacle slowly drifted from her mouth, the cream dripping
Speaker 1: slowly down her chin, caressing her lips, before it gently
Speaker 1: moved around her cheek, holding her closer. The sea rose
Speaker 1: higher over her arms, up to her chin, splashing over
Speaker 1: her face gently. The tentacle poureder closer as another moved
Speaker 1: around her lips, the feeling of surprise and understanding coursing
Speaker 1: through her mind. A sudden realization. The feeling of the
Speaker 1: velvet tightened around her wrists, her ankles as the beast
Speaker 1: slipped slowly back into the sea and dragging Tess's body
Speaker 1: into the tide, the sea washing over her face. Test
Speaker 1: closed her eyes in automatic response. Darkness veiled her senses again.
Speaker 1: Test twisted against her vines. This wasn't the way she planned.
Speaker 1: Where was she tried? Fighting the inevitable flood of the
Speaker 1: sea as it enveloped her completely, The sense of darkness
Speaker 1: shrouded her sanity. As the last drops of fight finally
Speaker 1: left her body, she sank beneath the waves, the tentacles
Speaker 1: cocooning her insanity, veiling her mind. So has the monster
Speaker 1: finally called Tess and dragged her into the sea. Has
Speaker 1: her tentative grip on sanity finally gone? Well, you're just
Speaker 1: going to have to tune in next week for the
Speaker 1: final installment of the story. So until next week when
Speaker 1: we can get wild in bed all over again. This
Speaker 1: is devil in wild and always with your pleasure in mind,
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