Dolly didn’t know how to think right anymore. She used to know, but then she saw Master’s cock and her brain went all melty. Her mouth went all melty, too, all drooly and wet just like the place between her thighs that belonged to Master. She looked down at Master’s cock, all stiff and red and yummy, and she started to lean in to suck it like a good girl, but Master reached out and put his hand right over her chest, just at the base of her neck. Gently, but firmly. Dolly didn’t want to struggle. Only bad girls tried to do things their Masters didn’t want them to do. She looked up at Master with patient bliss and waited for him to speak.
“Now, Dolly,” he said, his voice very very patient–Dolly understood that he had to be extra patient when she was Dolly and not Doro… um… Doro… um… the smart-girl her. Smart-girl her had the big words, the ones that were more than two sylla… um… two sylla… um… um… smart-girl her was smart. Master could tell her things and they made sense all the time, not just in the back of her head where she obeyed but in the front part, too. Dolly loved Master for telling her things in little chunks so she could under… um… under… um… so she knew them right.
“You know you have to ask for permission to suck Master’s cock, don’t you?” Dolly looked up at him, her forehead scrunching up as she tried to figure out what he was saying. She got the first bit, about good girls having rules. Dolly loved having rules. They made her pussy so wet. Dolly loved being a good girl. That made her pussy even wetter. But there was that big word, the permiss… um… permiss… um… um, something something sucking Master’s cock. Was he telling her to suck his cock? Then why was he holding her back? Dolly didn’t get it.
That wasn’t always bad. Dolly loved it when the big words made her tiny mind all fuzzy and foggy. It made her squirm, trying to think the big words and finding out that her mind was so tiny from being hypno… um… hypno… um… from Master’s special crystal that she couldn’t fit the big words in her head. It made her so fucking horny, she just wanted to rub her pussy and thank Master for making her head so small and full of sex. But right now Master was telling her a rule she must have let fall out of her teeny tiny mind. So Dolly needed to ask a question.
“Per… permiss… um… I… um?” she asked, looking up at Master with big, wide, vacant eyes. She licked her lips, a trickle of drool clinging to her mouth as the urge to lean in and suck kept popping back into her head and making her forget Master’s hand holding her back. She wanted to suck so bad now. Nothing else seemed to fit in her brain. Her jaw hung slack, but her eyes were lost in Master’s stare now.
Master chuckled. “Oh, such a good little mindless girl!” he cooed, stroking her cheek with his other hand. “Wait until Master says yes. You get it now, right?” Dolly nodded, her eyes never leaving Master’s as her head bobbed up and down, up and down. Dolly liked that idea. It fit into her little head so nice. Up and down and up and down on Master’s cock, just as soon as he said yes. She let out a tiny whimper, her hips squirming with excite… um… happi… um… squirming because she wanted to suck and fuck right now.
Master didn’t make her wait long. “Yes, good girl,” he said, moving his hand out of the way. Dolly’s eyes slipped shut as she slid her mouth down onto his cock with a sigh of pure bliss. Master’s cock fucked her mind even deeper into empty, silly happy blankness… and right now, that was all Dolly could think of wanting.
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