




“That’s it... good boy/girl...” she purrs at you. Your body is on fire, somehow in a good way? And you gaze into her eyes. You’re not sure if that was a mistake or just what you needed because a wave rushes over you as if your senses were heightened and you can take her in fully. Her borderline glowing skin, the sweet scent of her, not like perfume, but like flesh. That intoxication you were talking about only got stronger.