Shudders.. the intensity of the arousel slowly starting to subside with each orgasm.. but that didnt really stop her from stroking those sencetive wet golds of hers.. fingers traceing and feeling every inch of her sex.. each stroke causeing her body to twist and move in a most sensual way.

Fingers still wrapped hotly around that member that was within her silken finger sas she contunes to stroke the creatures rod.. grip tight as she slides her fingers back and forth along that shaft quickly.

The arousel might not be as intense as her fingers worked over her dripping and needly slit.. but that didnt stop her.. she was still basicaly just a needly sensual dripping girl in heat at the moment... So when your words started comeing to her... she seemed confused.. not really understanding..

She just whimpers feeling something slide around her wrist of the fingers that were stroking her own body... but they didnt seem to stop her.. just curling about her wrist.., so she jsut contunes .. something in her mind saying.. just whatever.. though it really wasnt clear on what.. as she lets out another long and lustful moan as she contunes to stroke her sex... another orgasm suddenly shooting over her pleasurebound body.. her body weakening quickly considering her lack of things over the last couple of days... If it did keep up like this.. she very well could orgasm herself to death.

Another tentacle looped over the wrist of her other yand while he ceased that mental contact touching instead on her mental perceptions a he drew each hand to the wall sealing her in the illusionary manacles there, manacles that seemed every bit like cold steel surrounding her wrists.

I never said how long I would allow you to use those fingers I now own. You/ve orgasmed enough for one day now with any luck the drug won't last two days but it appears to be lessening with each orgasm. A pity that you can't burn the effects away. It looks as if you have little recourse now but to endure this …

But perhaps that won't matter, perhaps I will leave you here Slave for the next day or two before checking on your progress again.

He chuckled in her mind, traced a hand over the curve of her breast, his breast, letting his finger rub briefly over a nipple before turning toward the cell door as if to go.

Whimpers loudly as her hand was yanked away from her sex.. her fingrs still curling as if trying to stroke herself... her juices throughly coating her creamy inner thighs at this point as her arms are pulled back and pushed against the wall..

She shudders struggling in the bindings.. her mind swimming with need...

"M Mmy fingers!" she whimpers stammering her voice sounding very.. horse now.. after all.. besides the potion she hadnt had anythingto drink in 2 days.

She growns his words.. pentraining some of.. her mind that wasnt still rattled with need to touch herself..

She shakes her head whimpering against the wall.. unaware it was even his tentacles that held her there... If it wasnt for his tentacles holding her legs apart she would be trying to rub her thighs togeather.. body still flushed and whimpering hot...

"S sstop!.. i i i need" she whimpers.. not being able to say anything eles.. but her mental images were showing her fingers back between her thighs.. allmost pleedingly.

Those are my fingers, I own them and I say that you cannot use them. I see no use in you wearing them out when you're going to need them for potion making assuming of course the potion that you took wasn't one of those twenty-four hour deals but feel free to use whatever else you desire to quench your need … so unless you can learn telekinesis in the next few minutes it seems that your shit out of luck Slave and will just have to endure this ...

A chuckle into her mind before he would get back to leaving he generated shackles for her legs noe to keep them apart, not intending for her to get any relief at all or so it seemed as he gazed at her with those cold white eyes, mouth tendrils dancing about his face fiendishly as he drew her in. She had not gazed into the bathroom mirror so he supposed she was just under the impression that her hair was longer but their was a certain radiance about her that he could not put his tentacle on.

Now, good day Slave, perhaps I will see you in the morning if you survive the night that is.

Shudders and whimpers shaking her ehad at your words... even as some of the pleasure.. need pulled back from her mind.. some of her.. resistences started to build.. to help further push back the riseing need to pleasure herself.. so it was all in her mind.

The the fog of lust was starting to clear as her mind tryed.. to fight back.. she was only.. in part.. sucessful.. but it still left her body with.. an unbearable lust.. Every fiiber of her being was screaming it needed release.

"Pp pplease.. l llet me" she whimpers as she feels the cuffs form around her ankles... her mind still addled with pleasure so she hadnt even remotely been intested in looking in any mirror at the moment.

Given how her mind was working.. it actually was true.. she might have been able to learn.. TK... but today was not the day nor would any day in the near future.. considering her mind muscels for control had only started to flex over the past few days.

"I Ii cant move.. h hhow can.. i uuse whatever!?!?" she whimpers.. knowing on some level.. this is just some sick game to you again.. but it was hard to deny the pleasure within her body.

No, Save you cannot ...

The formation of a grin as he gazed at her so helpless and wracked with pleasure. He did not seem to care for the plight she was in. He did consider her question though and even considered what it would mean one day to have a protege though that day was long off.

A node would just try to kill him when achieving true sentience meaning that he would have to kill it and start a new in training another. She might try to kill him if there was opportunity there though her focus was upon escape and he could easily find her again … and all that training wouldn't be waisted either.

When she was properly broken she wouldn't see the point in attempting to escape as by then she would see it as fruitless.

Then you'll have to be inventive Slave … or desperate enough to simply ask for assistance but we both know how doubtful that will be ...

Shudders as she whimpers still struggling uselessly stuck to the wall... she swollows panting and gasping for breath... trying to close her mind to these feelings.. but it was hard for her to marshel the resistence to push the pleasure back even further now that it had worked its way into her mind.

She groans shudderinggg... "PPLease... help.. H Hhelp by bby releaseing wrists" she whimpers sobbing softly as she writhers against the wall.. even chained her wriggles just.. gave something to that over all sensual appearence.


She lets out another husky whimpering sigh her body literly trembling in pleasure.. she had teckelly asked for help.. most likly not the one he wanted her to ask for though.

No, Slave. Those are my fingers and you cannot use them. He responded enjoying the way she writhed on the edge of her shackles, that pressure that she abated slowly coming back now that she was not lessening it seemed though that was Fafner's doing as he began to ever so sloy increase the effect.

Moans loudly as for the first time sence this started to happen.. she felt that pressure on her mind.. knowing he was pressing into her being again.. she had been holding a meager resistnce just to hold back that pleasure so she could think... but as the pressure grew worse.. so did the.. need for pleasure within her body.

Her eyes start to flutter as it bares down onto her as she writhers sensually within the bindings.. sweat soaked body squrming against the wall as she lets out a long frustated moan of wanton pleasure as she is forced to hang there to endure it... her mind shutting down against as she writhers in sexual frustation as she looses the battle in her mind again.. the pleasure comeing back in full force.. So there she hangs.. writhering.. her moans echoing threwout her cell.

He watched as slowly the pleasure got the better of her, those lusftful moands, the sweat glistening over her body. Fafner watched gazing over her naked body as he halted from departing that cell so that he cupped a breast, rolling over the curve of her body briefly as he once more pressed words into her mind.

No fingers my dear but I supposed you wouldn't object to having something else rubbing against you or pushing through you about now … ask your Master nicely and I may even suppress these effects, the offer stands until I make it to the door but you already know that price, a fuck and this could all be over.

How much of that if any did she comprehend? Did it really matter? If she refrained well, he would simply have fun watching her squirm for a bit longer before ultimately relenting but he would draw this out until they were in sight of those dangerous levels.

She whimpers sensually as the pleasure keeps her moaning... She struggles against that wall.. unable to seek the sweet release her body needs.. no is begging for. Body glistening with sweat as it shines over the length of her smooth and seeming flawless skin down the length of her.

As her breast is cup.. she just lets out a lustful moan of unreleated pleasure.. trying to thrust her breast out to meet the hand... anything.. her body was craving the touches.

As the words flow into her mind.. she doesnt really understand.... her mind is too far gone as the pressure had bult back up within her mind...

In her chatoic mind.. about the only words that are hurd from even her lustful moans within her mind are....

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Long and drawn out within her mind.. pleeding.. anything.. her body craved and needed to have the released she wanted.

He turned to her, his hands sliding over her breasts, his thumbs tracing against her sharp nipples as he leaned forward slipping a tongue against a nipple as he tasted him.

Her thoughts streamed through her mind and into his own. She was almost there, almost, but it seemed as if she fought against him still in a minor way though. She was fighting this as far as admittting what she wanted even if it were fairly obvious. He was not giving her any cause for an excuse outside of the drug but in the end he was making sure that even with it she asked for this …

Please what, Slave?

He was so close to her, leaning down he flicked his tongue against her neck. Please go? Verh well, Slave, I shall go ... He was toying with her now though how much of it she comprehended at the moment given the mental influences he was sweeping through her.

Shudders visibly as her runs his hands over the curves of her orbs.. her small pink nipples as hard as diamonds from the pleasure corseing threw her body at the moment.

Her mind was too far gone at this point.. the whimpering long drawn out please kept comeing back in her mind.. seeming in time with the swivel of her hips...

Her mind jsut kept screaming for pleasure with her PLeeds of please repeated over and over as you contune to tease her..

Even her flesh as you lean down to kiss her neck was hot to the touch as her body screamed for release...

"Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssssssseeee" her mind crys out.. voice lost in a throw of horse moans of pleasure...

Please what, Slave. A grin he was a mind reader after all but in his days he later found it easier for people to deceive themselves if he used the knowledge in their minds rather than admitting matters to themselves. They could at least have an excuse, or course that hardly mattered for in the end they knew, they always knew.

Even so he did not give her what she wanted merely let his fingers dance against her breasts and his tongue still ran along her neck gingerly stroking the flesh there with his tongue.

Whimpers loudly.. her body thrashing madly against the wall... her mind having reached its limits along with her body.... as much pleeding and pleaseing she was finally at her wits end.. she didnt know what if anything was happening around her except for the insese need for pelasure that was raging within her mind.. the fact that she was able to whine please in her head at all.. was simply amazing.

Her mind was close to shutting down.. all this untaken care of lust.. was starting to black her out again... mind and body just couldnt handle this without release in her given "Weakened" state she was in to begin with..

Despite your words.. the only thing that still echoing threwout her fadeing mind is pleeeeeeeeeeeeesse over and over and over.... whimpering moans of needy pleasure fadeing as her wriggle start to fade against the wall as she looses strenght..