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“ Something was different about Jim, and Geri couldn’t figure out what. Of course, it wasn’t as though she was exactly thinking clearly at the moment–her clit was tingling like she had a goddamn Hitachi stuck to it, and every time she...
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Something was different about Jim, and Geri couldn’t figure out what. Of course, it wasn’t as though she was exactly thinking clearly at the moment–her clit was tingling like she had a goddamn Hitachi stuck to it, and every time she tried to figure out what was up with Jim he’d angle his thrusts a little differently and hit her pussy just right to push another moan out of her lips and she’d lose track of her train of thought for a little while.

But God, that was part of it right there. She’d never had sex this good before. Jim was always nice and long, but usually Geri had to help him along with her fingers or finish up after he squirted inside her just as she was really getting close to cumming. But tonight, Jim had technique like nothing she’d ever imagined. His cock kept rubbing all the right places to fuzz her thoughts with pleasure, and his stamina…oh,muck, she was on her third climax now and he just kept pounding her. Over and over. Perfectly timed, perfectly angled. Geri’s eyes rolled back in her head as she came again.

But still, something was…was wrong. He wasn’t talking. Not his usual brand of dirty talk, not anything at all. He just kept staring at her with those hungry eyes, fucking her until she was wrung out with pleasure, single-minded in his commitment to screwing her goddamn brains out. “I, Jim, are you…ohhhhhh!” she squealed, as her question dissolved into a fourth, no fifth orgasm that left her body quivering and her eyelids fluttering with overpowering bliss.

“Oh fuck, Jim,” she whimpered, once she regained the power of speech. “Oh fuck, that feels so good, I…oh God, where did you learn how to fuck like this?” She hoped that didn’t sound like an insult, but she couldn’t figure out how to make her words work right anymore; her thoughts were loose and unfocused, her voice slurred with endorphin-drugged ecstasy. Her mind felt like it was melting under the intensity of those jackhammer thrusts into her dripping cunt.

“From Mistress,” he said, speaking in a vacant monotone. “She made me into an instrument of Her will, and then She commanded me to break your will with pleasure. And you’re almost ready to give in. Aren’t you?”

“What? I, you can’t…you…” Geri tried to process his words, but they didn’t seem to fit in with anything else she understood. It wasn’t possible to…to fuck someone into obedience, was it? You couldn’t just brainwash them with…ohh, with endless pleasure, mind-numbing bliss, until they were–oh fuck, too distracted to think anymore, too deep in the thoughtless ecstasy of a sixth climax? A seventh? Until they were fucked blank. Blank and mindless. Blank and obedient. Blank and compliant. Blank and docile and…

“You’re ready now, aren’t you?” Jim asked.

“Yes,” Geri replied. She didn’t know what she was agreeing to. But it didn’t matter anymore.

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