Gaslit

"But… you promised… don't you remember?"

I frowned, not quite sure what my girlfriend was talking about. “Lexi, why would I ever promise you that? Unlike one of us, I *like* having orgasms.”

“Come on Amy, you know I wouldn't lie to you." Her fingers brush through my hair and she smiles at me in that gorgeous way. "You want this. You begged for it, don't you remember?”

“I… I'm not sure…” What she was saying sounded so reasonable, but… my eyes fluttered. “Um… well… I guess you're right… I did beg for it…”

Lexi's grin grew. “Good girl, Amy. You don't want to cum ever again, don't you remember? Now be a good girl and hand me the key?” She fluttered her eyelashes at me. Gosh, I love her, she's so pretty…

I can't help but smile so blissfully as I hand over the key. “Yes, Lexi…”

“Aww… come on Amy. We agreed that from now on you're going to call me Mistress like a good girl, don't you remember?” I suddenly found Mistress’s hands on my hips, my lips melting against hers. “You're going to love your new cage darling. I've made sure of it.”