dom-plays-with-dolls:I know you’re not a lesbian. You’ve reminded me thirty-seven times this morning
dom-plays-with-dolls:I know you’re not a lesbian. You’ve reminded me thirty-seven times this morning alone. Haven’t you realized yet that that’s not why you’re here?I don’t work in neurology or genetics. I’m not here to rework your body’s entire code. I could, of course, but that would take years of rigorous reprogramming, and that is time that I simply do not have for you. No, there’s a much simpler form of brainwashing that I have planned for your mind. Surely you’ve heard of a man named Ivan Povlov, yes? It’s Psychology 101, I’m not going to pretend that I’m some sort of genius for using his technique. Since you’re clearly not in the right frame of mind while locked in your restraints, however, I’ll give you a refresher.Povlov had a few dogs, you see. He instructed his assistant to feed said dogs whenever he walked into the lab. Over time, Povlov discovered that his dogs began salivating for food at the mere sight of his assistant, not at the food itself. He called this “psychic secretion”. From your vantage point, I’m sure you can tell exactly how we’re going to reenact this little experiment.Before you, mere inches from your face, is the juicy, aroused, open pussy of my own lab assistant. She’ll be here with you, in that exact spot, for six hours every day. You’ll spend five of those hours simply looking at it. Smelling it. Taking it all in. On the final hour, I’ll come into the lab and force your face into it. You’ll be forced to pleasure my assistant with your mouth, as much as possible, until that hour is up. You say you’re not a lesbian. I can assure you, I’m well aware. But how many days will it take before your own pussy starts dripping whenever you hear my footsteps walking down the hall and entering this very room? I suppose we’ll find out. -- source link