'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.