I blushed and giggled. I looked down.

“You want it, though.”

My eyes widened. I nodded. I didn’t dare look up, but his hand entered my peripheral vision. I couldn’t help it; I turned to look. His fingers were moving, slowly, little meaningless movements that captured my gaze and fascinated my mind. It wasn’t fair how well the conditioning worked.

“That’s right. Just stare. Let your gaze unfocus and your mind soften, your body awaken, your resistance melt away. Good thrall.”

I felt so good. It was so easy, now. How long had it been? How many times had I fallen for him this way?

“Now look at it.”

I looked. I blushed harder, but this time I didn’t look away.

“You want it.”

I nodded. My lips parted.

“That’s right. Such a good slut for me. Now, come and take it.”