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M y vision blurs, like the mist itself has taken over my eyesight.

As the voice in my head continues to talk to me, trying to get to the deepest secrets I hold.

Trudging through the woods on autopilot, I’m not fully in control of my faculties.

The uneasiness that had built throughout this night is starting to ebb the longer I find myself in this state.

“Kassius. Let me give you all you desire. What you deserve.”

How is this gentle voice in my head providing a sense of calm and panic all at once?

“Even now, your friends do not care where you are. I wonder what they are doing?”

Deep in my soul, I know that at some point, the person in charge of the voice will be before me.

I’m partly excited, partly terrified. Especially, as I still can’t control my own body.

As I think about the prospect of my friends not looking for me, my vision clears from the fog-like haze.

All I can see are blackened trees. The grass is wilted and bleached, dying.

In fact, looking at the forest more clearly, the entire place looks like it is dying.

“Tim!”

“Callie!”

“Bentley!”

“Talia!”

“Where are you guys?”

Frustration sets in when I get no replies, as I’m continually shouting to try and find them.

The silence melts away into moans and groans in the distance that urge me to continue my search.

It could be one of my friends, so I pick up the pace and start running towards the sound and ignoring the pain my body is in.

Blood is still flowing from my hand; the burning sensation is the only bit of heat my body can register.

Approaching the grunting sounds, it starts to register how familiar they are. No one is hurt. Far from it, in fact.

Slowing my pace, I peer around a tree to see the familiar plump buttocks that Tim has. His personality, while lacking, is made up for by his wonderful body. His moans and grunts as I see his hips move back and forth have my length hardening.

“Get closer.”

Repositioning myself, I find Talia on her knees, her mouth wrapped around his cock. Tim holds her head as he fucks her face. Of course, he was always a selfish lover. Her hand is under her raised skirt as she fingers herself. I know he’s close to coming, as his moans now resemble more of a grunt.

“Swallow it all, you slut,” he yells.

All I can think is she deserves better than him, while also being jealous of her having him. Once again, I’m feeling like I’m back in high school.

“That could be you. Pleasuring the other. Or being the one pleasured, all you have to do is find me, Kassius.”

My hand reaches to my constrained cock, the only thing I’m happy about on my body.

Shaking my head at the thoughts racing through my head right now, no, this is not the time for playing with myself.

I need to find Bentley and Callie; they wouldn’t be this ridiculous, surely.

Walking away, I’m a mixture of horny and annoyed.

What I would give to be in the middle of those two, but also can’t believe that with everything going on, that’s where Tim’s mind went.

Again, he isn’t the best person. But boy, it’s worth it.

Before I make a rash decision to relieve my pent-up sexual desires, I try to focus on the fact that I need to know if Bentley and Callie are safe. My memory flashes back to the bone that cut my hand. It was definitely human, so whose was it? Who did it? Or what did it?

I’m deeply lost in this forest; I should be scared, but something tells me everything will be fine.

Unsure whether it’s from the voice only I seem to hear or instinct, I return to the senseless wandering.

I find my gaze drifting to the stars through the leafless trees.

I aim to locate the North Star to give me a sense of direction.

It should be visible. Everywhere I look for it, though, it’s not there.

A deep chill settles across my body. I wish I had warmer clothes on.

Navigating the labyrinthian forest, I find myself thinking back to the sight of Talia and Tim.

Hearing his moans brought out a longing deep within me to be wanted by him.

There was a time I hoped he wanted me, but I was just a means to an end.

Used. I liked that, though. Although, just once I wished he would’ve returned the favour.

I need to know what his mouth feels like around my cock. He knows it too.

“Find me and I can make that desire a reality. You can have whatever it is you desireee.”

Finding yourself with a seductive voice in your head willing you to find them would normally be extremely unnerving, but not her voice.

It’s soft and distant, reaching out to connect.

I know it’s dangerous and downright idiotic.

Yet, the need to find this person, the sea witch, most likely at that, is too strong to resist. And so, I decide to let my body move toward where she wants me to go.

What do I have to lose? My very basic and unfulfilled life? That’s not a big deal.

Letting her take control again, the earlier glaze over my eyes returns.

Walking among her trees, I find myself noticing the beauty hidden within, small purple flowers litter the roots of the trees to contrast with their blackened trunks.

She returns my ability to see as I spot luminescent dots of green that create a trail for me to follow.

I’m so deep into the woods now that finding my original way in was likely impossible at this time of day.

My only light comes from the moon, stars, and now fireflies.

Dancing flies that light up the sky, they’re a beautiful creature that never gets enough respect.

Weaving around their lightened pathway, I find myself drawn to more noises in the distance. Picking up my pace to find the source.

Rounding a set of thicker tree trunks, my other friends are revealed to me. Naked. And fucking. Callie is bouncing up and down, Bentley has his hands on her perky breasts as they both moan in unison.

“Get closer. They cannot see or hear you.”

Doing as instructed, I get up close and watch as my friends pant and moan into the night sky.

Callie moves one hand down to rub herself in circular motions as she slows her movement on his cock.

She stops and licks her finger, which causes a feral groan from Bentley as he now maneuvers himself on top and begins to thrust in and out of her with ferocity.

My cock now hard again, constrained by its denim prison, is begging for release.

As I move my hand to open my jeans, I find myself unable to.

“Not yet. Hold on, Kass. It will be worth it.”

Readjusting myself, I watch as Bentley pulls out and shoots his hot sticky seed over Callie.

She tells him to lick it off, and he does without hesitation as they now proceed to make out, passing his load with it.

Leaning back against the tree, I breathe as I try and force my horniness to die down.

Taking a glance down, I can see a large wet patch from my leaking member waiting for his turn to be played with.

“Whoever you are. Let me find you!” I say out loud and in my head.

“You are almost ready.”

Feeling like I’m being toyed with, I stop staring at my friends who now appear hazy and continue deeper into the woods. Towards the salty sea air.