'Get dressed now, and I'll fuck your ass for you later,' he laughed, zipping up his jeans. Confused, ngozi climbed to her feet and retrieved her clothes. Cupping her firm breasts in her red lace bra, she decided to pretend that the trigger word didn't work any more. And to announce the end of her relationship with the man she'd thought she'd known so well.
Holding back her tears as she finished dressing, she followed her boyfriend's orders and sat in the armchair as he retook his position on the sofa. She cant believe what just happened.
Wondering how he'd bring her out of her hypnotic state, she breathed a sigh of relief as he clicked his fingers and ordered her to wake up. Naive bastard, she thought as she looked around the room, trying not to catch his eyes. Bloody bastard.
'Coffee, love?' he asked softly, rising to his feet.
'Er... yes, OK,' she half smiled, her tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as he left the room. His salty sperm lingering on her tongue, she had to admit that she'd enjoyed him coming in her mouth. er cunt spasmed at the thought of the crude sex act she just performed in her faux hypnotic state.