summerscaptions: Wendy tried for a moment to remember - why had she been fighting, again? It didn&rs
summerscaptions: Wendy tried for a moment to remember - why had she been fighting, again? It didn’t make much sense. Jim’s will was wrapped entirely around her mind now, constricting, suffocating any independent thoughts. And it felt so good! I’m just a girl, after all, she thought as she peeled off her top. I need to be told how to think. She could still remember her thought process from a few minutes ago - Jim is a bad guy, Jim enslaved my sister, I need to get away from Jim - but it didn’t make any sense. It wasn’t just that it felt good now, and that she was happy that she was becoming Jim’s slave. The ideas themselves just sounded like gibberish. How could Jim possibly be bad? As she slid her panties down, feeling how hot and wet her pussy had become, she smiled. Obviously Jim was good. Everything Jim said was correct, and anything that Jim wanted was, by definition, what Wendy wanted. His grip on her mind was total, absolute. It didn’t just constrict, it molded, formed. Jim’s will was the architect of Wendy’s thoughts. Isn’t that the way it was supposed to be? Isn’t that the only way it could be? As Jim started thrusting his cock into her, Wendy ruminated on the fact that maybe she only thought that because Jim made her think that. Maybe she only loved Jim’s control because Jim’s control made her love his control. In fact, that seemed pretty likely. “Oh god, yes,” she cried out. Jim was yanking her head back with a rough fistful of hair, and she could feel her tits bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts. “Fuck me, fuck me like a dumb slut, fuck your little slave whore!” The words came easily. She knew what Jim wanted to hear. It was exactly what she wanted to say. Being a slave was so simple, so easy, so perfect. She knew she only thought that because Jim made her. She knew that a few minutes ago she’d have been horrified at what she was thinking and doing now. But who cares? It felt amazing. Why worry about all that stuff when you could just be a slave instead? -- source link