Don’t be silly, sweetie. There’s nobody else in the room. It’s just you and me, just the way you wanted it. Remember? You said you wanted to try some of those things I was promising you earlier, and I said I didn’t think my husband would mind if we snuck off together. I think you’re maybe just letting your horny little imagination run a bit wild, don’t you?
“I… um, wild, I… but I can feel it. I can feel a cock, um, inside me. Right now. P-pushing in, and–oh god, in and out….”
Well, if that’s what my kisses do to you, I can’t wait to see how you get when I lick your pussy! No, silly girl. Nobody’s fucking you right now. You’re just very turned on, and it’s made that dizzy little head of yours a tiny bit muddled, that’s all. Just look at me, just keep looking into my eyes and you’ll see. These aren’t the eyes of a liar, are they?
“N-no, I… no. But I, unh, ohh, oh fuck… feels so real, so, so big….”
That’s just because you’re a very horny slut, and lying here all vulnerable like this with my hands all over your pretty titties has made you so wet and needy that you’re daydreaming about a big hard cock plowing that wet cunt of yours. And because you’re so suggestible, so very deep and suggestible right now, you’ve made that cock feel real with your imagination. My pretty girl accepts suggestions so easily, doesn’t she now?
“S-suggestible, I, um, v-very suggestible, yes, but… but I can see him down there. He, nnh, nfff, hnnnh, out of the corner of my eye I see him f-fucking me….”
Then maybe it’s those pretty eyes that are confusing you, sweetie. Let them close now, let them slip shut and send your mind drifting off into the sound of my voice, and soon you’ll find you don’t even remember any of that silly nonsense about my husband fucking you. You just feel so good right now. Your pussy feels full because you want it to feel full, because sex with another woman is so potent and sensual that it feels like a hard cock railing your soaking cunt. Isn’t that right, pretty pet?
“Uh, uhm, uh huh. Jussa, jussa ssilly daydream. F-fuck, I… fuck!”
That’s right, my sweet sexy slut. Sinking deeper for me now, letting the pleasure take over. You don’t need to pay attention to your senses. You don’t need to pay attention to your body. You only need to listen to me, because I’m always right. Aren’t I, sweetie?
“Y-yes. Mistress. Always.”
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