My strength grew with each tremble, each moan and each suck of his mouth. He loved my pussy, he gave me a gift and I provided him with a treasure. My pussy. His tongue. My juice. His hunger. I flowed and he ate. He ate and I came. I melted and he hardened. He laid between my thighs and I felt superior looking down on him. And as he looked up into my eyes, as he moved his tongue within me, I became his slave. I never knew true control could only exist in surrender.

Shaking I slid down. My stance crumbled and I slid down onto the floor. Now...