The shaman helps you find your true self

When at last you recover some small semblance of strength Worm leads you into the heady smelling shaman's tent. Incense and herbs burn in large braziers before the wizened form of the shaman. You find it difficult stand and focus and slump to the ground kneeling without even thinking about it. Post orgasmic bliss leaving you in a haze. You can hear the two talking but find it impossible to focus on the words you want to just slip off into slumber. The burning incense smelling familiar and the thick air making your mind slow and sluggish.

Your not sure how long you knelt their smiling dumbly before the shaman speaks to you.

"Drink" He says offering your bowl.

"What is it." You say struggling to regain some sense of yourself.

"Truth"

"Drink" Worm commands and you are unable to refuse. The liquid as bitter and tastes or copper. Your head begins to swim and colours dance across your vision. The bowl slips from your hand and your head rolls back. Colour and sensation blending and melding until you are awash in psychedelic joy. From deep within your memories coming pouring out. Fragments of your life and passed conquests. Those times when you used your power to enslave others. The memory of your first experience where you learned your gift surfacing.

It was your first week at collage. Your roommate at the time was a small ninja girl. She was cute in her own way and very shy. The poor girl seemed almost afraid in your presence and awed by how amazing and beautiful you were. The night before you met an extremely handsome werewolf hunter at a party he was considered by all the woman there to be the most virile alpha male on campus. Many eyeing him up and wishing they hadn't come with their partners. The two of you hit it off immediately and it was only a midnight class that had stopped the two of you from sating your lust that night. You arranged to meet in the afternoon when both of you were free to do nothing but spend the weekend in carnal bliss.

Unfortunately your last class had run late and when you finally got back to your room your were shocked by what you saw. The werewolf hunter was bent over your bed naked and moaning in pleasure. Your roommate was behind him her clit grown into large impressive looking dick that completely eclipsed the so called alpha male's. Her dick was buried deep in his ass and he was bucking wildly as she fucked him mercilessly. The look of pure bliss and submission on his face spoke to something hidden inside you. Need growing in you as you teased your pussy beneath your skirt. You wanted so desperately to experience that kind of joy at her hands. But fear and surprise sent you running back into the hall.

The lust wouldn't abate so you sprinted into the shower striping naked as soon as you could. The water hitting your flesh as your hands roamed freely. Relentlessly your began to frig your pussy. Fingers slipping easily into your soaking cunt and not worrying if anyone overheard you. From behind you felt a long hard shaft press against your ass and small hands grabbing your tits. You let out a surprise yelp turning to see your roommate look more dominating then you had ever seen her.

"It excited you to watch? It was easy to take him from you. It took no time at all to have him begging for me to fuck him with my clit dick. Would you like to know how it feels? Do you long to have it plunged deep with in your depths. To feel it inside you, as each mind melting thrust takes a little more of your will. Leaving you nothing but a quivering needy lump of flesh to be used however I choose or by whoever I want." She doesn't even let you respond and your not sure if you could have. She just slips into your waiting pussy stretching it wonderfully. Her dick feels like no man's dick ever had. It reaches all your pleasures spots at once and seems to supercharge them. Each trust feeling better then the best orgasm you'd had to that point. Your moans are almost primal and guttural as you grab hold of her riding her cock for all its worth.

"Take me, fuck me Suki. Make your meat puppet and cock ****. I need it." You cry out desperately her smug look taking on empty bliss as you pull her within you riding her meat for all its worth. You sense something shifting her movements becoming less commanding as you take charge. The orgasm that washes over your both robbing you of consciousness. When you finally awaken you find Suki cuddled close her faces looking up at you with a look of worship and surrender. Part of you died at the moment the sudden shift in power robbing of your long hidden desire to submit.

Before you know it your perspective changes again and you are back in the shaman's tent. Worm and the shaman watching you as regain some sense of who you are.

"Choose" He says opening a small box filled with an assortment of objects.