I was put on a narrow long bed. This is not to say that it was comfortable. Pretty hard and cold. The length of the bed was calculated only on half of my body. At first I was surprised, but, noticing a hole in the wall, I understood how to lie down. I lay down and lifted my legs up along the wall, from which metal pins stuck out. On both sides came two women and tied legs so that I did not move. The bed was slightly raised up, and the hole was at the level of the vagina. I was excited by fear. To my right, behind a glass wall, there was a recording equipment, which men unfamiliar to me set up.

“I'm freezing,” I said, addressing the one who hears me.

- Nothing. It will be hot soon, - answered an unfamiliar voice.

The light dimmed and silence fell.

The skin became goose, I was trembling. It was a shiver from fear and from cold.

Behind the wall came the sound of a slammed door. And behind him are heavy men's steps. Silence fell again ... And deliberation from both sides. I tried to imagine the man who stood in front of me, but whom I did not see. There was the sound of an unbuttoned fly and the rustling of clothes.

“Now he will enter me,” I thought, but I felt that my vagina was compressed with fear.

The stranger ran his finger over the clitoris, and I relaxed. However, the heart pounded quickly and nervously. The finger has disappeared. Behind the wall was silence. I already decided that the man changed his mind, but immediately felt the touch of the head of his penis on his womb. Such a pleasant, warm, gentle touch, followed by a sharp jolt, and I called out. There was no movement. The stranger seemed to be learning new territory, hiding on the other side of the studio. Unexpectedly, a second sharp push followed. I screamed again and caught my hands on the edges of the bed. The movements of the stranger became smooth and continuous ...

Two thin women approached me. One checked how tightly my legs were fixed, the other put earphones on my head. She pointed to a red lamp placed on the wall and explained that I should start singing when it lights up.

The women are out. I continued to enjoy sex. I wanted to change my posture to get new sensations and enjoy them all, but the essence of the project was completely dependent on everything that was being done to me. Until that day, I knew only the words of the song and music. About the conditions in which I was, and there was no suspicion. Mentally changing the image of a man one by one, it was difficult to imagine that his real appearance could turn out to be not at all majestic and beautiful. And how nice it was to draw a strong stately man.

He finished ... The fantasies scattered this second, and it became somehow offensive and sad that this man will leave me now. I did not have time to finish the idea of ​​the imaginary behavior of a stranger, as a second man entered me. His movements were more gentle. And for some reason it seemed that he must be shorter than the previous one. The fruit of my imagination, and nothing more. I tried to force myself not to represent anyone at all, but the image did not leave my head, drowned in passion and excitement.

A red lamp lit up on the wall. Music played in the headphones. Heart beat at the time of entry. The language seemed to have disappeared or simply ceased to function. I felt myself between two realities and did not know which one to grab. Some panic began inside, but I managed to gather my thoughts and began to sing:

"I am a burning candle and I drip on the body ...

I am burning with love! I wanted you so long ago ... ”

At first, the pronunciation was intense. But I tried to find a middle ground and tried again and again to sing these lines. Soon I was completely relaxed, blurred by the pleasure of sex. Men now changed about every three minutes, I felt it on the sensations. It was insanely nice, insanely good.I just relaxed and sang so that I could enjoy the intonation, the breath, the voice of passion.

"You tie me a star to the bed,

You zavyazhёsh eyes, and I did not cry, "Enough!"

I felt that I was about to reach orgasm and it became much harder to sing, but I continued:

“I can't be with you, I can't be without you.

Break me down and I will be yours.

You fill me with your body inside.

I wanted you so long ago! I am burning with love! ”

I performed the last two lines already experiencing an orgasm, the words sounded slightly steep, and the intonation was elevated. Having finished these lines, I groaned loudly, and it was impossible to keep me. Soon everything was quiet, the light went out. They brought me a bottle of water and gave me time to rest. Two thin women untied my legs, I hung them from both sides of the bed and looked to the right through the glass.

I saw in the producer’s face that he was pleased, lowering his eyes below, and noticed that she was excited.

At this point, I knew exactly the number of men who mastered me today. There were five of them, and they were constantly changing behind the wall, I distinguished them by their sensations. However, it was impossible to identify a pet. They were all good-looking, each in his own way, each with something individual. One was more rude and selfish, the other was more gentle and caring, the third often changed types of movements, paid much attention to the circular, the fourth liked to tease and constantly stopped at the most interesting place, the fifth had a very long member that caused pain to my stomach.

I was very pleased to know that five men owned alternately. It is pleasant to feel how they use me, but I can not do anything, do not budge, do not say a word. I am completely at the mercy of men unfamiliar to me, and not only them! In the power of all people who are involved in the scandalous project. It seemed that I was even subordinate to the song’s own words.

People were rushing behind the glass, thin women tied my legs back to the wall. The light dimmed, a member plunged into me. Everything happened so quickly, as if there was no rest break at all. Music played in the headphones, a lamp lit up on the wall. The recording of the second verse has begun:

"I will be a thorny rose to caress your body

And the floral scent fill your veins.

I'll be a leather whip in your wardrobe.

My collar is around my neck, and I hold the rope.

I'll make you kneel

Kiss my feet, execute the commandments.

You fill me with your body inside.

I wanted you so long ago! I am burning with love! ”

During execution, she always represented a picture that was clearly described in the text, even if it was difficult due to the impossibility of creation. And beautiful images float around, and it becomes pleasant from surrounding delights.

The recording of the first song of the Voice of Passion album was successfully completed.

© Flavia Narvasadata 04/26/06