Mind bondage-4

“Don’t you see Adele? And that was with no vibrator, no cock, no porn. Embracing my slut nature has given unto me the greatest pleasures that I have ever known. You can have them, too,” Pamela said. She brought her slick fingers up to her lips and licked them clean. I could smell her pleasure. It only made me ache worse.

“Embrace yourself, Adele. Create harmony within yourself. You’ll be able to sleep, and you’ll orgasm more and better than you could even imagine right now. Trust me, Adele.”

Her earnest eyes bore into mine; the smell of her cunt was making me salivate. I no longer questioned my reactions. I was consumed by a lust like none I had ever felt before. I wanted her to touch me. I wanted her to fuck me.

I had, at some point, finished the fruit snack. I wanted to ask her to touch me, but I couldn’t figure out the words. She smiled at me, compassion filling her face.

“Don’t worry, Adele. I understand,” she said. She leaned down, and kissed me, a brief press of pussy scented lips upon mine.