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Chapter 6 by Roughsketch Roughsketch

Drink more?

Well you do want to feel better...

You take the glass from her and quickly gulp it down. Your erection strains against your pants painfully as you sit the glass on the table and stare vacantly at her lips. "That's much better now isn't it? Being under my spell...under my control." She smirks while you simply nod, watching her lips still as you waited for more of her beautiful words. "I think things are going to change for you. That you're going to serve your mistress and buy her anything and everything she wants..." You continue to nod as you feel her undo your pants and free your erection from your boxers. "I could just make you hand it over, but it'd be too suspicious...besides I have need of a pet." She mumbles more to herself than you as she walks over to her trunk and opens it again, coming back over to you with a lace glove on her hand.

Kneeling down she starts to pump your cock with her gloved hand. "This is a very special glove...as all of my toys are." She smirks as she rubs her thumb against the bottom of your cocks head, making you moan very loudly. "Yes I bet it does feel nice...in fact it'll feel so nice that when you've cum from this glove...it'll be the only way you can cum again. And you'll have a constant erection..." You moan again as she starts pumping a little harder. A distant voice in your head is saying something about not cumming, but what does that voice know. "You won't even need to drink my wine after this. You'll just follow orders on the chance that I'll relieve your poor little cock." She gives you a larger smirk as you weakly nod your head, moaning louder and louder as you start to throb. Within seconds, you cum harder than ever before, spraying several large gobs of cum on your new mistress's glove and arm. She grimaces a little befor standing up and extending her hand to your mouth. "Clean up your mess." Which you gladly do with a shiver as the wine's effects start to dissipate.

By the time you swallow the last of your own cum, the mental fog is gone from your mind. In it's place is a unrelenting erection and the faint knowledge that you just ate your own semen.

What does she ask of you?

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