Christine Ascendant

As much as his cock had grown more sexually potent, fuelling his desire for sex and dominance - Christine's entire being had underwent even more dramatic changes. He couldn't be sure of her height, handcuffed to the bed as he was but he doubted she could possibly be under six feet in height in order to possess the amount of breast flesh she did now without her entire body being breasts. His fixation on the pair of magnificent orbs also may have impeded his judgement on her other changes. What he could recall of the full body view he'd had told him that her stomach was tight and firm, her legs seemed almost longer than possible, with curves and definition that drew the body upwards from the feet to her hips and waist. In fact, it seemed that Christine's entire body was designed to draw the eye along it's magnificent form to the crowning glory that was now his fixation.

His cock, fully erect and nearly the length of his leg actually moved from pointing to straight upward to instead point at Christine as she moved into the room. It felt to him like it was trying to stretch longer to get it's head nearer to the absolute sexual being that had entered. His mind and body were also in agreement that as much as he may desire to dominate and have his way with the whores and sluts of the world - Christine was above them. She was above him. He wanted her to have her way with him.