"Anything, you say?"

Before you have the chance to act, Erica says "You'll do anything? Well that's hard to turn down, but I'm not convinced yet. Keep begging for now and let's see if I accept." You pause. She's enjoying this, but you have ****.

"Please, please, please, Erica. Please give me back control, I'm begging you. I'll do whatever you want, just please give it back."

Erica frowns. "Proper begging is done on your knees I think. Wouldn't you agree?" You hesitate, but sink to your knees, repeating your pleas, but she cuts you off. "You want control back?"

You nod. "Yes please."

She smiles. "Control over what?"

You pause again. She's going to make this as painful as possible for you. "Of my vagina. Please give me control of my vagina back to me."

Scowling, she says "Vagina? What an ugly word. I don't like this begging."

You feel your chance for freedom slipping away. "Sorry! I meant... p-pussy. Please give me back control over my... pussy."

"That's more like it. I guess right now I do have control over your pussy. That's what you want, right?" You nod. "And if I have control over your pussy, it's almost like... it's mine, right? Does that make sense?" You hesitate, but figure you need to give her what she wants. You nod again. "No, I want to hear you say it." She looks down at you.

You breathe in, and whisper "Yes, that makes sense. It's yours."

She feigns hard of hearing. "Sorry, what's mine? Please use full sentences."

Gritting your teeth, you speak up. "My vag- pussy is yours. You have control over it so it's yours."

She smiles. "Good girl. Yes your pussy is mine. And I think before I let you have it back, I want to play with it a bit."