The unvarnished truth

Unlike before you find yourself uncertain of how to answer. How you felt emotionally was conflicting with your physical desires. You have no memory of what happened. You look into Doe’s beautiful eyes and want to make her happy. “I…I don't know, Doe. Whatever y-you want, I do.” She paused to consider things before grinning. “Stay right there!” “Yes, Doe.” You focus on the flashes. You have no memory about him, but you start to remember more about the pleasures. The pleasures of those women and all they did. “What do you think about this?” Asked a beaming Doe. You stared at her. She was only wearing a familiar toy. One you recalled that she used in you. “I…I am s-so tur-turned on, Doe.” you stammered.

“Excellent, precious. Now…where do you want it?” “Where…wherever you…want to put it.” you stuttered, licking your lips. She smirked. “Well then, let’s get started, babe! On all fours and spread your cheeks, please.” You moisten heavily as you hasten to follow her commands. “What a good girl, you are. Very proud of you.” “T-thank you, Mistress Doe.”

“Ooohhhh, I like the sound of that. Ok, precious. Let’s give that first orgasm to make you whole!” “Ooohhhhhhhhh!” It was like there was a cavern deep inside you whose emptiness has grown to biblical proportions. But now as you feel whole, the expanding crevice of hollowness filled out as you cry out in ecstasy. “That…that’s right!!!! Ohhhyeahhh! Take…take it! T…t..take IT HARD!” “OoooooooMISTRESSSSSSSS!” You fell an inferno deep in your core before an explosion released in a wave, a crescendo of orgasmic delight. You lose your balance and collapse on the bed. “Huhuh…t-that’s one, m-my love.” declares a puffy Doe as the strap-on falls away. She pulls you on top of her, gently kneaded your globes. You moan happily. “My girll…my love.”