Mind bondage-4

“You are different from the other girls, Adele,” he told me. “They drank the tea and did not resist the call of their bodies. Though they are sluts as well, you are actually a deeper sort of slut. You can’t control your lust once it is released. So you resisted. You have tried for so many years not to give in to your body, but now the call of lust has become stronger than your will to resist.”

His hands hovered over my skin as he spoke. I knew I had to listen to the words, that listening would eventually lead to my being fucked. It was hard to concentrate but I knew I had to. Focus. I could feel a heat and a spark where his hands almost touched me, especially when they glided over my cunt.

“Once you completely give in to your slut-self, you won’t be able to turn back. More than that, you won’t be able to control yourself. This,” he finally put his hand over my cunt, cupping it, and my breath shuddered out in a low moan, “will control you utterly.”

His hand blocked my view of his cock, so my gaze drifted up to his face. Those trustworthy brown eyes were brimming over with sincerity.