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[31pic] Bound Within a Dream Ⅱ / 続・支配に濡れる夢の中で (Patreon)
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The dream had returned.But this time, its contours were darker—rising not from thought, but from somewhere far beneath it.
The black sheen clung to her like a second skin,a lacquered shell that concealed every trace of who she had once been—leaving only the shape of something meant to be adored.
Upon her head, canine ears—mocking, endearing—and a firm gag pressed between her lips, silencing her with a polished click.No more words. No more refusal.
Her limbs were neatly bound, not to punish, but to prepare—refined into the posture of one who only waits.
“...mmh, nn…”
The breath she gave was not protest,but the kind that bloomed from somewhere deeper—a heat she could neither deny nor escape.
A finger moved in silence. She responded without thinking.Color bloomed in her cheeks. Her body remembered what her voice could not say.
“...fhh, nn... nnnh…”
Her breath hitched. Her throat trembled. Something soft broke inside— and in that silence, only the weight of pleasure remained.
Shame, confusion, obedience—and something else.A hunger that stirred too gently to be named.
“Is this... what I truly wished for?”
In that dream, she asked herself—not aloud, but from that place where answers are not spoken, only felt... like a heartbeat, nodding yes.
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再び、夢は始まっていた。さらに今回は、輪郭がより濃く、意識より深い場所から立ち上がっていた。
黒く艶やかなそれは、肌の代わりの“第二の皮膚”。全身を覆うラバースーツは、彼女の輪郭さえも秘匿し、ただ“愛玩”のかたちを与えていた。
耳の上にはイヌのような飾り、頭を押さえるように固定されたボールギャグ。かちりと音を立て、口元の自由がまたひとつ遠ざかる。
手足は細く拘束され、ただ“待つ者”として整えられていた。
「……っ、ん、んぅ……」
声にはならない吐息。けれど、羞じらいの熱が胸奥で確かに膨らんでいた。
指先が、沈黙のまま命じる。頬が染まり、身体が応える――それは夢の中だけの真実。
「……ふ、んっ、……ぅん……」
息が詰まり、喉が震え、思考の奥まで蝕まれてゆく。触れられるたび、内側から何かがこぼれていき、無音の世界で、悦びだけが確かな重さを持って染み渡っていく。
羞恥、戸惑い、従順、そして――微かな渇望。
“これは、わたしの奥底の、願い――？”
夢のなか、彼女は自らに問いかけていた。誰に強いられたわけでもなく、心がじっと、頷く音を立てていた。
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