She Wants More Latex Sex

You type slowly. You're trying to write, but you've been distracted. Thoughts about Emma and her progress. She's been on the enhanced dose of Slave4U for nearly a week now, and she's already starting to show the effects. Increased arousal. Suggestibility. Mental foggyness. But, it's impossible to tell how much if that is the **** and how much of that is mental conditioning. It feels like forever since you first started her on Slave4U. More then two months now. How much had things changed?

Well, certainly you've been seeing things the that you never would have expected in the past. Just yesterday, you walked in on her schlicking herself while watching a porno featuring two people having sex in full body latex. She'd been so engrossed in what she watching that she hadn't even noticed you were there. You'd chosen not to interrupt you. After all, who are you to mess with someone's fantasies?

Your reflection is cut short. The door opens. Emma is home.

You turn to the door to as her how work was. She's already throwing off her clothes. At least, her normal clothes. In a matter of seconds she's stripped down to nothing but the familiar latex bra and boi shorts with an opening in the front that she now wears whenever she's lounging at home. Before you can say a word, she's already thrown herself on your lap and started planting shallow breathless kisses on your lips.

"I've been thinking about you all day..." She whispers. She grinding her crotch against your thigh.

"I can tell. You're dripping all over my lap." You reach out and close your laptop.

"I don't care." She runs her hands through her hair, letting it waterfall behind her. "I've had to think about this or that problem all day. I just want to...turn off my brain for a little bit. Have a bit..." She leans in and plants a deep long kiss on you. Her tongue yearns for you. "...Of fun."

"My girl." You say with a smirk, once the kiss breaks.

"Mhhhhm." She moans. She's dry humping your leg with all her energy. You wrap your hands around her hips. Clearly, this is the result of a very pent up day for her.

"Alright, Emma." Without warning, you stand up. You throw her over your shoulder. She squeals loudly, but otherwise doesn't seem particularly opposed to this. You make the short walk to the sofa and throw her down on to it. "I'm going to use you. I'm going to have my cock all up inside you. Until you can't. Even. Think."

"Oh. Can't think." She spreads her legs and puts her hands on the back of her head. The sparkle in her eyes beckons you onward.

"Mindless." You say forcefully. You pull your pants down.

"Mindless." She gasps.

"Fuckdoll." You insist. Drawing closer and closer.

"Fuckdoll." She repeats. Her eyes can't escape your body.

Then, with a forceful thrust, you fill her with your cock. She screams

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