you gain your senses, and some control

Her sweet smells pours over your nostrils, tingling your spine and a flush of pleasure coming over you. The smell… it’s so good… but strange.
You feel some of your senses waver… like you’re waking up. Your mistress… Queenie looms over you confidently, her foot rubbing slowly over your rod teasingly. “You with me, my horny little pet?”
“Y….yea…” you manage. The insectoid is still attractive, but the obsession… her role as a goddess… it’s wavered. She’s fascinating and sexy, but…. The smell. There was something to her pheromones. You remember reading that bees communicated with odor and movement, so why not a queen animorph. Realizing it…. You can feel your brain returning to its natural flow. Horny, but… not a pet.

“Good boy,” Queenie purrs. “Is he ready to keep pleasing me?”
You nod warily, running your hands fondly up her thighs. She hums softly as you caress her soft, warm flesh, and she savors it. She doesn’t even seem to realize it when you pull on her hips, yanking her right into you and impaling you on your throbbing hard rod. Queenie looks utterly shocked, head throwing back and her eyes whipping wide open.
“You… you…” she pants, but you start to thrust, steadying her by her hips as you slide in and out of her. Any objection she has is quickly leaving her, and her breasts heave up and down with your pounding of her pussy.

“So… good….” she moans distantly.
“Master,” you insist, squeezing her ass.
“Masterrrrr!” she wails hotly.