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Thanks to the geas, the idea of being a submissive woman, bound and helpless, is a turn-on for you. You know you would love to be the one with no control, to be completely under her control.

You have a sudden fantasy of you both serving together as slaves in skimpy translucent silks and cheap gaudy jewellery, locked away in the pampered seclusion of some lords harem, a pair of beautifully indolent, hedonistic sluts. The fantasy has a fatalistic attraction. If you gave into it you would be a slut forever. The possibility causes you even more arousal.

You shake you head. “No…” you whimper, your voice utterly feminine, dripping sex.

But for now, you'll enjoyHunny’s submission and the power you have over her.

“You like being tied up, don’t you Hunny. You like it when I fuck you. When your pussy stretches and I play with your fat nipples,” your words are reflected perfectly by your actions. “No control. A ****. My ****.”

Her head nods as you talk.

It’s time to assert control. You stop, pulling the leather cock out of her and circling her pussy, teasing her. “Say it.”

Her eyes open a look pleadingly into yours, her raw need a palpable thing. “I am your ****…” she says, hoping to satisfy my demand so that you will keep fucking her. You wait silently, the cock teasing her. You hero your own swelling and receding pleasantly, your own juices coating your thighs. This is all about power. Who has it. Who doesn’t. “Please mistress. Don’t stop. I need it.” You line the cock up with her pussy, nestling the growing head amongst her folds.

You grin and tilt your head. “Beg…”

“Please. Fuck me. Fuck your ****. Please mistress.”

Good enough. You thrust into her hard and start to pump her tight needful cunt with all your meagre strength.