Danny felt trapped by the night. It was suffocating, it wrapped around her with inky tentacles of darkness and shadows. It crept into her soul and brought out the worst in her, made her fight her demons with extra vigour. Without the safety of daylight, Danny was forced to submitat least in partto that part of her she hated, yet had to accept to survive. The night was alive with pale fire that burned through her being, with blood red eyes that seared her soul and whispered that she wasn't who she thought she was.
It was at night that she desperately desired someone to be able to hold her close in their arms, tell her that everything would be alright, that she was a worthwhile human being, that her past didn't define her and that her fight was not futile. She longed to feel safe and protected and warm, able to relaxinstead she was caged by the four walls of her room, the blankets binding her to her bed, clamping down and holding her prisoner in her own body.
Sam was great, as boyfriends went, but he lacked the solidity and strength that Danny craved with her entire being, and that, perhaps, was why their relationship was faltering.
Danny shuddered as the darknessfrom within, from withoutsought to consume her.... More Cartoon Sex Stories...
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