From the moment she saw me, she knew it was over and began walking back up the beach toward me, not

From the moment she saw me, she knew it was over and began walking back up the beach toward me, not even trying to run.“How did you find me?” she asked, stopping a few metres from me.“Simple.” I said, trying to hide a smug grin. “You told me where you were. Ever since you walked out, you’ve called me and told me everything I needed to know. ““I…” she winced and replayed the last week from when she left. “I know you’re not that naive.” I replied, shrugging. “All those women you helped me to brainwash. You saw the script I worked from as I pushed backdoors into their pretty little heads, just in case. Did you think I wouldn’t do the same to you?”“I don’t remember calling you.” she said frantically. “Why don’t I remember?”“It’s just easier that way. You’ll trance, call me, tell me about your day, and then we’d have a little fun.”“How do I know you’re telling the tr-”She froze as I slipped into her head.Unblocking the last few days, memories suddenly appeared in her mind. Now she could recall our calls each night with crystal clarity.With a telephone in one hand and her pussy in the other, she would recount her day to me, becoming more and more aroused as she betrayed herself until finally she came, thanked me and hung up.Unfrozen, she blinked and walked forward.“Okay.” she said softly with a smile. “Let’s go home.”Holding up her hand, I took it and we walked back to the car.A few days laterWalking back into the bedroom, she began to stir.“Welcome back! How are you feeling?”“Mmm! Kinda woozy, Master!” she purred as I walked back into the bedroom. “Did i black out again?”“Yes. I think I need to dial down your pleasure when I cum. It’s still way too h-”“Don’t You dare, Master! i love cumming so hard that i see stars!”“Well, if you insist. Anyway,” I said, clearing my throat as I changed the subject. “I’ve got a client this afternoon. He’s the first since you ran off. Are you okay sitting in?”“Of course, Master! What is it?”“The usual. He’s rich, and undersexed. She’s a gold digger and wants a divorce. He’s convinced her to come to me to discuss ”“Okay, so he wants You to turn her into the his horny, obedient trophy wife?”“Something like that. He’s got a shopping list of requirements.”“Let me guess,“ she grinned “one of them is that she has a new found love of pussy.”Now it was my turn to grin.“Pretty much. You don’t mind, do you? Showing her the ropes, so to speak?”“Getting eaten out by a woman as my Master turns her into a brainwashed fuckdoll? God, no! i’m getting wet just thinking about it! In fact, why don’t You get back up here and see if You can make me see stars again!”Author notes:Image (Stefanie Knight) was suggested by @thecrimsoncommander from this post. -- source link

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