You can't help yourself!

Almost as if on their own, your hands shoot out and grab her by the head. A light hum of confusion is all she gets out before you quickly cram the full length of your shaft into her mouth all at once.

The sounds of her gagging as she tries to adjust to your length echoes throughout the room. You feel her body tense up as she grabs ahold of your knees to brace herself. You can already feel the tip of your dick poking against the back of her windpipe with each thrust. The sensation of her throat tightening around your dick as she instinctively tries to swallow sends chills through your spine, causing you to quicken your pace. It's not as if you have any control over what you're doing at the moment, but you can't help but feel bad for poor Clorica as you mercilessly slam your prick as far down her gullet as you can. Those feelings are quickly swept aside, however, as you notice one of her hands has slipped down the front of her pants, and is currently rubbing hard against her clot. You also notice her breathing has become more steady now that she's finally learned your rythm.

You continue to throat fuck the sleepy little butler until you feel the same prickly sensation as yesterday in the base of your cock. Soon, she also senses your impending orgasm, and really starts to put her back into it.

The way her tongue glides across the bottom of your shaft, mixed with the slickness of her saliva brings you to the edge faster than you can say Ventuswill, and you **** her face all the way down until her nose is burried into your pubic hair before erupting into the back of her throat.

You feel your dick spasm in the cave of her mouth as you shoot out rope after rope of cum down into her belly. Your dick jerks a few more times as you empty the last of your seed into her before she finally pulls her head away from your groin.

"T-that was..." she starts with a slight hiccup as she forces the rest of your cum down, "That was fun!"

You sigh in relief. For a minute there, you were afraid that you'd gotten a bit too rough with her. Judging from the giant wet spot in the front of her pants though, it seems safe to assume that she enjoyed herself almost as much as you did. As you bask in the afterglow of your powerful orgasm, Clorica still kneeling between your knees as she gently rubs a hand across your belly, a troubling thought begins to tug at the back of your mind. This is the second time in as many days that you've completely lost control of your sexual appetite. You thought for sure that the effects of the mysterious bottle would have passed after a good night's sleep, but here you are the next morning pounding your cock down Clorica's mouth without any restraints. You're not even etirely sure why you're being effected since you can't even remember ever coming into direct contact with the stuff. You start to wonder if it might be a good idea to pay Illuminata another visit to see if she knows anything else...