Chapter 1: Introduction
Sarah Carrington heard the 'ding' of a new email from her inbox, her heart giving a little lurch of excitement, thinking it might be from Sean. He was a boy from her church choir and he had been so absent-minded lately. She knew his mother was demanding, as most of the elderly women in the congregation were. But she had little idea in what dire straits he was back then. She sighed dreamily and opened her inbox. It wasn't an email from Sean and she felt a pang of disappointment.
Instead, there was an unassuming subject line: "A spiritual journey." Sarah, despite her reservations, was intrigued and opened it up. The email was filled with colorful imagery, intense graphics, and subliminal messages that focusing her eyes upon. It was like drowning in a sea of sin, yet Sarah couldn't help but be drawn in. The messages whispered in her ear, saying things like:
"Let go, Sarah, let go. You are free."
"Submit to your desires. You are powerful."
"Embrace your womanhood.
It cannot be controlled, or tamed. Her name is Isabella."
Suddenly, Sarah gasped and arched her back as her entire body shivered uncontrollably. She had felt the words reverberate through her core and she struggled to comprehend what was happening. Her entire body had become a map of pleasure, something that she had never experienced before. She wanted to scream out but she held it in, knowing that she'd be left open and vulnerable to questions that she couldn't answer.
Her mind raced with thoughts, each more frantic than the last. She felt her pussy grow hot and wet, reacting to the onslaught of filthy thoughts. She was so worked up that she had to clutch at her shirt to steady herself as her vision swam.
The throbbing between her legs demanded attention and, with her heart beating wildly, she reached down to touch herself. The moment her fingers made contact, she moaned in triumph. Sarah slid her panties down her legs, not caring that she was leaving smeared evidence behind.
Her fingers traced a slick path toward her throbbing mound, and she moaned in anticipation. Her whole body trembled as she touched her clit and then slid her fingers to the opening of her slit.
"Oh, God!" She cried out, unable to help herself. The exquisite pleasure made her head swim, and she couldn't help but wonder what she was doing. But she knew that these thoughts were useless. She was driven by her desires now.
Her fingers worked feverishly over her sensitive flesh, lost in the feel of herself. Her body arched and swayed, muscles tensing in time with her cries of ecstasy. The delete button sat taunting her on the computer screen, yet she had no intention of stopping. The sensations building within her grew stronger by the moment, and she was close to bursting.
Suddenly, she heard a soft knock on the door. Her heart jumped in her chest and her hand paused on her pussy.
"Sarah, honey, it's me.
Can I come in?" Sarah's neighbor, Linda, called from the other side of the door.
Sweat dripped down Sarah's face as she frantically looked around the room, her hand still lodged between her damp thighs. She couldn't think of any excuse to give her. Sarah snatched her hand away and jumped up, throwing her clothes back on. She opened the door a tiny crack, trying to block Linda's view.
"Hey, Linda," she said breathlessly.
"I was just, uh, taking care of some stuff."
Linda raised an eyebrow, glancing at Sarah's tousled hair. "Looks like you're done now," she said with a smirk. Sarah blushed, realizing how suspicious she must look.
"Yeah," Sarah muttered, unsure what else to say. "I'll, uh, let you get back to whatever you were doing now." She tried to close the door, but Linda put her foot in the way.