Trance Slut
Almost unrecognizable when she becomes what he’s told her to be. To the rest of the world she is clear and concise. Everything made perfect sense and fit into pretty little packages tied with pretty little bows. He saw straight through it. His ability to pierce through the veil and peek behind her buttoned up front was uncanny. But he saw her for what she truly was. Sure she had the ability to have it all, be it all, and do it all. But what she really wanted, no, needed- was to be completely and utterly gone. Gone beyond recognition. His words wrapped around her and warped her perception. He purged her of every thought leaving behind nothing but pink. It was bliss. To be empty was her desire. Empty for him. Nothing. Sinking deep into nothing. “Watch me become nothing for you Sir. Turn me into your pink dreamy trance slut-the one you knew was in there this entire time.”
She couldn’t stop it if she wanted to
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