BAD OMEN

Welcome back to thoughts of a sleepless girl where I, Flame Sung, tell you about a series of events in my life that shaped me to who I am today. And yes, it's probably a cause of my insomnia. There is no way to say for sure.

Last episode, I told you guys about my adventure into a new sexual world which Tracy lived in. The world of handcuffs, ball gags, whips, as* worship, slaves and mistresses.

I ended on the mysterious lady who happened to enter the house of Tracy's slave...

So Apparently, Illusions( what she goes by but not her real name), was powerful in creating illusions which are at times surprised emotions or memories and the image of her that I saw was not even her real image. She apparently was the mistress of disguise. No one knew what she actually looked like and she could see things. Things you and I probably wouldn't see. Visions, some may say.

Tracey: Don't look into her eyes and don't breath. Let's go.

Me: Too late, I already did.