Taynia’s eyes fluttered open, but it was only for a moment. Before she could even form her scattered thoughts into words, Jason’s hand was rubbing her labia again, massaging her wet flesh until all she could do was sink into the pleasure and allow her eyes to drift shut once more. Her hips writhed, involuntarily, but she couldn’t make herself move away from his touch.
His voice poured into her mind, filling it with warm, soothing pleasure as he played with her cunt. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “You don’t have to talk, you don’t have to move. Just let go and allow my words to cover your thoughts in sweet, sticky pleasure, just like my fingers are covering your skin in your own arousal. You’re a good girl, Taynia, and that’s all you need to be right now. No need to talk, no need to think, just relax and let go. You don’t need to think when you’re with Master.”
She wanted to repeat the words–they echoed in her head, reverberating like waves in the sea of bliss that had filled her mind right up to the brim. But she was so relaxed, and she felt so good, and Jason’s fingers were inside her now teasing her wet clit over and over and ohhhhh….ver…and all that came out was a soft, whimpering moan. And then the thought slipped away, just like all the others, and she only knew that he had corrected her thoughts. Taynia loved to be corrected like this.
Jason’s other hand cradled her head, holding her gently but firmly as his fingers stroked her forehead. “That’s my good girl,” he whispered, as her eyes fluttered and quivered but failed to open. “Deeper and deeper now. Deeper into the pleasure, deeper into my will, deeper into surrender for me.” His fingers were sliding in and out, now, pushing deeper with every thrust, and Taynia couldn’t separate the way his hand fucked her cunt from the way his words fucked her mind anymore. “Good girls love to surrender to Master.”
“Guh…suhh..mmmmm…” Her words came out as a series of moans, her jaw hanging loose and vacant as the pleasure drugged her into lazy bliss. It didn’t matter whether Master understood her or not; this deep, she absorbed everything he told her automatically and unthinkingly. The feel of his fingers fucking her relentlessly deeper had pushed her body to a state of non-stop orgasm, a timeless ecstasy where she couldn’t make herself resist his touch or his words or his will or his power or–oh fuck. She couldn’t imagine anything better than this. Her jeans were going to be soaked by the time he finished with her.
“Good girl,” he whispered. His fingers fluttered inside her. Taynia’s will went away somewhere dark and blissful. She didn’t remember much after that.
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