Laylah and David
Copyright© 2005 by Faith West
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Not everyone on the internet turns out how they seem. Laylah is a lost soul in search of fullfillment, and finds it in a dark persona called 'David'. Magick and sex abound, and an ending not everyone can handle.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Reluctant Rape Coercion Mind Control Drunk/Drugged Magic Fiction Horror BDSM Rough Sadistic Torture Snuff Slow Violence
"That was quite an experience." Laylah mentioned as she grabbed a couple of wine glasses from the cabinet above the stove.
David smiled as he sat in the living room rolling a joint. Everything was going perfect. They had had a great time out that day, and they were just about to wind down the evening, or so Laylah thought.
"Hmmm, the weed smells great." Laylah smiled as she handed David a glass of wine and sat next to him, smiling.
"It should. It's some of that BC bud that everyone in the states has been talking about." David remarked as he finished rolling the joint, lit it and inhaled deeply. Yes, this was the good stuff, with a little something added. He passed the joint to Laylah and sat back to enjoy the wine.
Laylah inhaled deeply. This was different to the stuff that she was used to getting back in the states. After her first drag, she tried passing it back to David, but he waved it off and insisted she finish the whole thing.
"I have plenty my pet, I had one while you were up in the bathroom. I am quite fine right now." David winked.
"Hee hee." Laylah, now half way thru the joint, and quite lit herself, shrugged. "More for me I guess."
David got up from the couch and offered to refresh the wine, Laylah accepted and handed him her glass. Being as stoned as she was, Laylah thought nothing of it when she went looking through the coffee table drawer of another joint.
Upon opening the drawer, Laylah noticed a silver cigarette case inscribed with the words 'For Laylah'. She picked it up and turned it over, curiously looking at it.
"And what to you think you're doing?" David asked angrily as he reentered the room carrying the two glasses of wine. "I really didn't think that you would be so stoned to go through my things without asking."
Startled, Laylah dropped the case and ran up to David to apologize.
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