Hospitality

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On a moonless night, Roy drove on an unfamiliar back road in the woods. He was traveling home from a business trip and taking a short cut. He was so tired from his three and a half day drive and all he wanted was to get home and climb into his own bed.

The sales meeting was a bust, and it showed on his nerves, adding frustration to his fatigue. His eyes closed for a moment it seemed but then a loud pop then a sound of air rushing out made him open his eyes.

The car sunk down low and shuddered as it veered off to the left side. Roy slammed on the break to avoid hitting any of the trees on the roadside. A loud shriek of metal issued from the side of the car as exposed rim tore into the wheel well as the car came to a shrieking halt.

Roy cursed and hit his fist on the steering wheel in frustration. "Great! Of all things that could've made this trip worse!" He opened the door and climbs out of the car to survey the damage. Seeing the tire and rim is pretty much destroyed, he kicked it. He let out a resigned sigh and pulled out his phone but there was no signal.

Dammit! Where the hell was he? Night sounds surrounded him and his damaged vehicle. The forest seemed to come alive and begin to close in around him. He shivered, feeling a chill creep up his spine and walked around the car to the road. Well there was no use standing around, he realized, with no other options, Roy began to tread the seemingly endless stretch road looking for a house or someone he could ask to use their land line.

After a mile or so, Roy saw a light through the trees up ahead. Hope grew once more within as he picked up his pace as much as his tired body would allow , toward what he hoped was a light in a window. He stumbled over a patch of cracked road and nearly fell on his face. "What a joke, who ever made this road was either blind or drunk!"

Tired though he was, Roy kept going towards the sight of the light. Every step towards it raised his spirits a bit more. As it got closer, he dared to push his exhausted body to move faster. His feet shuffled quickly, kicking dirt and gravel with each step as he made his way towards his only hope.

When the trees open to the clearing, he could see a house. Roy was overjoyed and astonished to see not a rundown shack or a rusted out trailer with old junk cars piled around it, but a lovely huge plantation type mansion, complete with white columns and rocking chairs on the wrap around porch. The white two story plantation home has black shutters on every window which are closed tight, except for a few on the first floor. The porch light glows softly and as he approached he can hear strains of ethereal music coming from somewhere in the house.

Roy walked up to the porch and heard the music but the place seemed otherwise still and unoccupied. He made his way to the door and wrapped his knuckles weakly on it. "Hello? Anyone home? Sorry to disturb but my car is stuck down the road and I have no way to call for a tow. Could I come in and use your phone?" He stood and waited, leaning against the side of the house.

From somewhere at the back of the house, he could hear movement. The sounds get closer as someone is obviously moving to the door. The door opens silently and standing in front of him was a beautiful woman dressed in a turn of the century gown. Her skin is glowing in the soft porch light. Her dark sparkling green eyes took in his state and a small smile forms on her lips. She brushes her long curly black hair back behind her eyes as she speaks in a soft southern accent, "Good evening' sir. I'm sorry to hear of your trouble. Do come in. I reckon you must be parched. Come in and have a drink. I was just starting the morning' baking'." Roy stood there stupefied. When he finally snapped out of it, he glanced at his watch and saw it was almost 5 am and he'd been walking for nearly two hours. It was a testament to how worn out and weary that he didn't even question how she had heard him from so far back in the house.

Roy wiped the weariness from his eyes." Thank you. That's very kind." He smiled drowsily. Slowly he stepped inside her home. From inside the place seemed very spacious. He noticed several pictures on the walls. He turned back to the beautiful woman. "I'm sorry I forgot to mention my name. I'm Roy. Roy White." he offered her his hand. He smiled seeing how beautiful she looked in the light. He couldn't help but notice how her eyes lit up and seemed to sparkle with a life of their own.

She smiled, "I'm Lily. Please excuse me if I do not shake your hand." She held up hands coated in flour. "Busy morning'." she giggled softly. Her green eyes sparkling at him. She moved to lead him to the back of the house to the kitchen. Her movements fluid and graceful. "Let me brew you up some tea." She said softly over her shoulder. "I'm afraid we have no phone way out here, but when I'm finished with my baking I'll drive you into town." As she entered the kitchen she picked up an apron and efficiently popped it over her head and tied the back in place, then she started brewing a large jug of tea. The actions to his sleep deprived mind seemed almost magically fast... or was it truly sleep deprivation. "Take a seat. You look dead on your feet." She turned over her shoulder and winked playfully at him.

He smiled. She had a beautiful name to go with her beautiful eyes. "Nice to meet you Lily." His hand dropped to his side and he followed her into the kitchen. He thankfully slumped down onto a chair and watched her brew the tea. "Oh that would be most gracious of you. Thank you," he said as she mentioned a ride to town. His hand rubbed at his eyes. She was right, he did feel dead on his feet. He shook his head and tried to make conversation. "So... um Lily, are you always up so early?"

Lily smiled as she set the tea in front of him on the table. It seemed like it had only taken her minutes to make it but there was not a stove or anything boiling in sight. She pushed a tray of sugar, cream and lemons for him to choose from close to him. Then slide a small plate with a piping hot cinnamon roll covered in gooey frosting in front of him as well. They all seemed to come out of nowhere. "Only on baking' day. Most days we here about get up around six."

"We?" he looked around for others then back at her. He smelled the hot sugary sweetness and picked up the roll between his fingers. "This looks absolutely delicious. How kind." He took a bite, tasting the sweet freshly baked dough as it simply melted in his mouth. He picked up the glass of tea and took a long drink and swallowed. "That was quite good!"

She watched him drink. Was that a wicked gleam in her eye? No he must be imagining it. She seemed so sweet. "We" as in the people who live here 'bouts. The town, unfortunately, doesn't open up until after nine. I'm glad you like the tea. Drink it up now. It's my own blend. It will make you feel better." Was that that wicked gleam again? Hard for him to tell as she turned quickly back to whatever she was baking.

He took another bite followed by more tea until both the roll was gone and the glass was empty. Roy felt really relaxed and surprisingly satisfied. "Wow, that blend of yours was really good. I have never tasted anything like it." He yawned, feeling his exhaustion begin to return. "This is quite a big house for a pretty girl like you."

She chuckled softly, "Been in the family for generations." She turned and set the bowl of dough she was kneading on the table with a baking tin. She began forming biscuits and placing them on the tray. She would sneak glances at him out of the corner of her eye every few moments to see if her special treat and tea was taking effect. It wouldn't take long. She could see he was already about to collapse.

"Sounds nice" he yawned again. Roy was feeling twice as tired as he had before. Was that even possible? He shook his head but he still felt heavy. He tried to focus on watching her hands as she rolled and pinched the dough. But try as he might, his head began to lower to the table. He yawned longer. "Oh wow. I guess I'm more tired than I thought, "he said. The words came out slurred.

"It's okay, sugar. Just rest. It will be awhile before we can go. Bless your heart you look dead on your feet." She wiped her hands on her apron and smiled as she took his arm gently. "Come, let's get you settled in the guestroom and you can rest. I'll wake you when it's time to go."

She helped him to your feet gently. Her grip was very strong. She led him to a flight of stairs and into a bedroom. With the shutters closed the room was dim and cool. She didn't bother with a light as she guided him to the bed. Gently she helped him to sit on the bed. She bent and began to remove his shoes and socks.

"Oh. You don't have to, "he started to say but he was already on his back before he could finish. He yawned and sank down onto the bed. He shivered feeling her soft hands undressing him. He had to blink to keep his eyes open. "Why are you taking my clothes off?"

"Oh, I just want you comfortable. Here 'bouts. We take care of those in need." as she spoke she stripped him efficiently of the rest of his clothing and tucked him into bed. "I'll just clean all this up for you while you rest...and don't you worry about nothing'. Hospitality is my pleasure."

Roy thought to say something in protest but he was already floating comfortably and lazily toward slumber. His head sank into the pillow .His eyes closed, catching a glimpse of her eyes looking down at him. She seemed to be watching him very intently for some reason but he was too wore out to care why. He sighed and drifted off before he could give it another thought.

Lily smiled as she saw him sink under. She looked upward and said a little prayer to the Goddess for the bounty of this lovely man that had been brought to her door. The forest nymph glided to the attached bathroom and flitted about setting up a sponge bath. She removed the covers and gave the man a complete sponge bath as he slept deeply. Under the effects of her magic, she could've cut him in half and he wouldn't have been able to bat an eyelash.

Lily frowned at how unclean and smelly he was. She couldn't abide dirtiness. A proper offering needed to be properly prepared after all. She inspected ever bit of him, touching ever bit of him. She moaned softly as she caressed and cleaned his cock. It twitched lightly in her hand. It had been far too long since she'd had a good feeding. She was going to enjoy this one. The man was just what she wanted and needed. It was all she could do not to take him like this, but she didn't want to spoil her fun. She had to laugh. Her sisters thought she had been crazy when she said she was praying to the old gods.

They told her that they had all forsaken their tribe, but here under her hands was living proof they had not. The Goddess had provided her with her very own human to play with. Humming happily she returns to the bathroom and striped leaving her clothes neatly folded in the laundry bin. She went back to the room and sang something softly. The wood of the bedposts came alive and tendrils of vine shot out from each and wrapped firmly around the man's ankles and wrists to hold him in place. She crawled into bed and snuggled up next to him. The mattress becoming a sinfully soft bed of grass as she did. She crawled over and curled up next to him with her hand lightly wrapped around his cock.

His eyes fluttered open sometime later. His body felt tight. His skin tingled all over. When his eyes focused he realized he could not move his arms or legs. Furthermore, he came to the realization that Lily was lying next to him, her hand resting around his shaft and he was no longer in the bed but in soft green grass. He moaned in confusion and tried to move but the vines he found holding him refused to let him go. He screamed in panic

Lily smiled, sat up, and patted his cock lovingly. "Shush now, pet. There's nothing to be frightened of. I'm taking care of you." As she spoke she stared deeply into his eyes. The green of her eyes sparkling brightly. Her hand stroking over his naked body lightly. The feeling was almost like the caress of the wind and feathers.

Roy trembled still in shock. His cock twitched feeling her touch. His words came out in a moan. "Um... Lily...w...what is going on?" his body quivered within his bonds." What is happening to me?"

Her smile grew as she leaned in to kiss his lips lightly. She then blew gently on his face. From her mouth, a warm fog emerged it first enveloped your head then the entire bed. As he breathed in the fog, he could feel his body relax and his mind starts to drift. She whispers, "Nothing to concern yourself with, pet. Don't you feel relaxed now? It's very pleasant isn't it? What does it matter what's happening when it feels this good?" As she asked the question she began to stroke him cock lightly.

He tries to resist but can't stop from breathing in the mist. His eyes dilate as he breathed slowly His body is filled with a foggy relaxed feeling. Almost like he was floating. All his fear and panic dissipates as he looks to her eyes. All thought of struggling seems to evaporate as his body goes almost limp. Her voice seemed to fill his head seeming to come in from everywhere. Her voice felt so good, his hips buck as his body trembled from her touch.

She giggled softly. Her tone was playful. "Good that's good." with each exhalation of her breath a bit more of the mist was released. "I want you to relax and enjoy. To feel the pleasure. Are you relaxing?" She asks as she leans in and kisses him fast and hard. Her lips taste so sweet and made his tingle. As the kiss lengthen the sweet taste of her lips lulled him deeper. Until she broke away to watch him.

Roy gasped, feeling his body flush and grow warm. "Y...yes... I...," he moans feeling her lips. His mind starts to drift further and his body quivers with excitement. He can't help but to feel so relaxed, carefree. His cock twitches as the soft sweetness of her mouth excites him. He blinks feeling himself getting lost in the sensation. He begins to pant taking in more of her fog.

Lily smiled softly as her eyes drift over his body hungrily. "See its all pleasure. You listen. You obey...and you feel pleasure." Her hands caress over his chest, down his hips and to his ankles. Singing softly she touches the ivy wrapped around his ankle and it slowly begins to climb up your leg. The sensation is not unpleasant, it's like a gentle caress, squeezing around his legs. She repeats the same thing for the other leg until both legs are encased in ivy. The ivy moves and slithers over him so sensuously.

"I... Oh... why are you doing this," he mutters softly through the thick haze. His skin feels like its combusted into a wildfire of pleasure all over as the ivy spreads and tickles over him. His breath comes out in a moan as the sensation grew. His body relaxes more and grows more aroused and warm from her touch.

Does it really matter? Only the pleasure matters. She touches each wrist in turn and the ivy there grows and caresses to his shoulders. Once there it stops and releases its hold on the bedposts. Now his ivy covered limbs were tether free. She smiles as she kisses him deeply again sharing more of her sweet nectar with you. "On your hands and knees pet." She watches him intently for him to obey.

"Yes Mistress," comes from his lips in reply. He doesn't know where they come but it makes his cock ache down into his very core to say them. His body obeys and he finds himself kneeling in front of her. His head still swimming in the fog and influence of her kiss. His cock stiffly stands erect and exposed, tingling in the cool air. He stays like this unable to do anything but squirm from the overwhelming and increasing sensation of the ivy on his limbs

She chuckles softly and moved to lay down in front of him and spreads her legs. Her skin seems to glow warmly in the dim light. She pulls his head down to her core and arches against his lips. As she forces him against her more of the sweet fog is released from her inner core straight into his nose and mouth. She purrs pleased that the mind fog was taking effect.

"Ohhh" he moans as he's caught between her legs. He shivers hard tasting her petals. They feel so soft, supple on his mouth. He breathes deep feeling himself sinking deeper."Mmm," his eyes flutter as his tongue begins to lick and work its way deeper within her.

With each tentative lick more fog rolled out from her. "That's it pet. Give in to the pleasure. You obey me. Give in. Let yourself go. Go deep and enjoy the pleasure. I am your mistress and you obey. "She arches against his mouth and sighs softly.

"Mm Lily," he moans as his tongue swirls and slides deeper inside. His licks become more eager and hungry, his breathing quickening, drawing in more of the mist. His eyes flutter and his moans grow louder as his arousal builds higher and higher. His cock lightly brushes against the soft grass as his hips buck, sending a sharp shiver jolting through him.

Lily moaned more deeply feeding off of his growing arousal. The ivy around his limbs begins to move and caress. Tendrils move and surround his cock. The feeling is gentle and soft like a lady's mouth licking lightly, teasingly.

"Uuhh uhhh uhhnn," his muffled groans fill her pussy as his tongue continues to lap at her dripping wet slit His body trembles, bucking more eagerly. His cock beginning to throb within the ivy's caress. He pants drawing in more of the fog, becoming more docile and obedient.

She breathes in deeply with each of his moans and her body seems to glow with power. She sighs and arches against his mouth. "Good pet. Good boy. So much pleasure from being such a good, obedient pet." The words seem to roll around inside his mind and sink in. "Stop now and look at me." As she commands the ivy around his cock pulsates and grows warmer.

Roy trembles hard as the vines make his cock ache with need. His mouth leaves her opening, hanging agape as he looked up at her in complete wonder and bliss. His eyes are glassy and dazed. A sign that her magic had taken a complete hold over him. Her words circulating and embedding themselves in his head."Mmm yes mistress."

She locks eyes with him and cooed softly. "You belong to me now. You are mine. As long as you obey me and only me you will be given great pleasure and be taken care of well. Obedience means pleasure." As she speaks the words it feels like her entire body envelopes him and holds him close and comfortably, but she never moves only the ivy and the fog swirl around him. "Tell me who you belong to."

"You Lily...," he moans. His body quivers and shakes feeling her warmth all around. Roy trembled and moaned in arousal as the feeling of obedient pleasure spread through him.

She laughs softly in pleasure. "Good pet." She began to sing a soft, ethereal melody. Through the haze on his mind, He remembers it's the sounds he heard earlier and his body began to rise off the bed of its own accord. The ivy was moving him forward toward her he soon realized. It turned him over on to his back and spread him out next to her on the soft grass.

Lily's eyes shimmer and glow and she kisses him once more as the ivy spread his arms above his head, his legs slightly apart and straight out before it sinks into the grass, restraining him. When she releases the kiss a tendril of ivy moved up his cheek and gags him gently. Roy moans helpless, forced to breathe more of the fog in through his nose. "You are all mine." She moved down his body and claims his cock within her sweet lips, caressing him hotly. The warmth of her mouth feels like a hundred fold of that of the ivy, exciting and making him crave more.

His muffled cries fill the air feeling her soft, warm lips. He squirms in excitement as he's bound once more. His hips buck, pushing his length further into her mouth. His moans of pleasure muffled as he sinks ever deeper into her enthralling power. Her mouth makes his cock ache and throb, driving him ever closer to the edge, almost overwhelming him.

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