“They can stop though, right?” asked a curious slave of mine. No. Once you’re in my trance. In my hold. You’re simply, gooned. You’re mine. You won’t be able to stop stroking until I finally let go of your mind, if that so be my will. But do try to resist if you like. It’s fun, watching your will fade away. Lover.

“They can stop though, right?” asked a curious slave of mine. No. Once you’re in my trance. In my hold. You’re simply, gooned. You’re mine. You won’t be able to stop stroking until I finally let go of your mind, if that so be my will. But do try to resist if you like. It’s fun, watching your will fade away. Lover.