She was gone. She was so gone.
Eyes glazed, staring at nothing. Dumb smile on her face, streak of drool running down her chin. Panting, shallow breaths. Little wet spot between her spread legs, thighs glistening. A giggle every so often. She was gone.
For fun, he reached across and mimed plucking something from her head. She didnât immediately notice, but after a delay of a second or so there came another giggle. Silly owner.
âI took all your brains,â he said, holding up his fingers pinched together, as though he was dangling something. He wasnât, obviously, but she still struggled to bring her eyes to focus on it anyway, woozy, confused. She stared intently at the nothing a moment and then giggled yet again, blinking slowly.
ââDon âwan brainsssâŠ.â she slurred, the closest sheâd managed to actually speaking in a long while now. He considered this, nodding to himself.
âAlright. So I should just throw these away?â He asked, motioning to do that. Sheâd started groping her tits again, eyes fluttering shut, and if it hadnât been him speaking she probably wouldnât have listened at all.
âBrainss bad⊠no brainsâŠâ she mumbled, head lolling.
âAlright,â he said again, getting an idea. âMaybe best to keep them for now, case I need them. Maybe your friends start asking questions again or something, you know? But where to keep them, hmmâŠâ
With her eyes closed she didnât notice him getting closer.
âSomewhere safe, somewhere we probably wonât lose them⊠ah, I knowâŠâ
She gasped as his fingers slid into her, so, so easily. Her whole body juddered, head falling forward, eyes still closed. She was so gone.
âThis seems like a good place, hmm? Nice and safe here. I think your brains fit much better here than they ever did in your head. Isnât that right?â
The sound his fingers made between her legs were obscene.
âNnnhhhh ah riiggghtttâŠâ
âSo I think your brains can just stay tucked away here, nice and safe in your cunt. You do most of your thinking down here anyway, when Iâm not telling you what you should be thinking, so this is for the best. Yes?â
âMy little dummy just thinks with her cunt. Can you say that for me?â
âNâlittle dummy sâthinks cuntssâŠâ she slurred. He smiled, pulling his fingers out and not even waiting until sheâd finished halfway-mumbling the words before feeding them, slick, into her mouth. She sucked automatically, moaning like how sheâd been trained to, and how she thought she always had.
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