
“I…ohhh…I, I …is this how it’s supposed to go?” Ellie whimpered, wriggling in an effort to escape the masseuse’s relentless probing.
“Of course,” the masseuse replied. Her voice was calm, even gentle, but at the same time it refused to admit even the slightest possibility of contradiction. “You signed up for a deep tissue massage. I’m massaging your deep tissues.”
“But, but I, but…” Ellie could feel herself drooling, from both ends in fact. She couldn’t control either. “It’s so intense,” she gasped out in a tiny voice.
“Naturally,” the masseuse said, jackhammering her fingers in and out of Ellie’s pussy as she spoke. “It wouldn’t shut your mind down if it wasn’t intense.”
“Um, I, wait, my…” Ellie tried to gather her thoughts, but it was totally impossible. The masseuse was pounding her cunny, rubbing her clit with each stroke, never letting up. “Mind?” she squeaked helplessly. “My mind?”
“You did sign up for a deep tissue massage,” the masseuse said, still in that same firm, unshakable voice. “It wouldn’t be a deep tissue massage if it didn’t send you deep. Deep into pleasure, deep into hypnosis, deep into my power. You can’t think at all anymore, can you? Just listen and obey.”
“L-listen and obey,” Ellie moaned, unable to tell anymore which thoughts were inside her head and which ones were coming to her in calm, measured tones. She ground her cunt against the fingers, all her inhibitions gone in her desperation for release.
“That’s a good girl,” the masseuse said mildly. “And cum.” Ellie squealed as her pussy clenched hard in orgasm around the masseuse’s fingers. “Very good. Just let that pleasure blank your mind completely now.”
Ellie slumped forward, her eyes staring sightlessly forward as the ecstasy stunned her mind into submission. The masseuse smiled…and began to finger her all over again.
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