"Oh Darling, I didn't expect you back so soon!", She shouted as she shimmered into existence in the center of the room, which she had somehow reconfigured again at speed in the few mins you were back in your own room. Now the mirrors were back towards the wall and the mannequins had been dressed in different levels of fetish-ware, positioned around the various different BDSM equipment.
You just stand there and glare at her, attempting to muster every ounce of willpower you have to tell her, no to order her to take these stupid pants off you and...
"You seem to have something on your mind?", her tone becoming inquiring and slowing returning to her whispering volume, you are sure she is posing and showing off her perfect if slightly translucent body as she talks, you are momentarily distracted as she rubs and cups her ample breasts.
You move your hands almost automatically downwards as you feel the squeezing of the pussy pants on your cock as your mind starts going in directions other than being assertive! You try to say what you want, but only a grunt escapes your lips as the sensation inst painful, but very unwanted!
"I see!", she slowly starts to strut towards you as she whispers, "You want assistance with you situation down there", you can only focus on her widening smile as she starts to strip in the most sexy way you could imagine, briefly noticing other movement around you, but being drawn back to her smile and striptease.
She plays with her now naked breasts as she stops a few feet away from you, just out of arms length if you could muster any strength to move your arms, your eyes darting from her face to her breasts as she continues to talk, but you no longer hear what shes saying.
No! you snap out of whatever it is that was entrancing you, your eyes fixed on a small silver key on a necklace around her neck as you step backwards, while shaky in your demand you manage, "E.Enough!, I want you to fix this!"
A predatory smile grins back at you as she steps backwards, he gown floating upwards to cover her once again, "Lot's of men have wanted lots of things from me", once again you feel your willpower slipping as she speaks, "Most really don't even know what they want, so I help"
"And since you think you know what you want, Demanding from me, I'll give you your very own solution", she finished with a bit of a laugh, as you stare once again into her eyes you cannot help but feel an impending sense of dread...
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