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Time For A Change... (P) -Ladydark/Half-DemonXIV-

Himeku again moves to sit across from her, he wanted to watch as the drug slowly took affect, he reaches for his bottle and opens it, drinking it slowly.
 
Morwen wondered why he moved away, but found it increasingly difficult to focus on it. She assumed that it was because she was tired. "I... Should probably go home..." She managed to say after a few minutes.
 
He nods "I guess you should then..." He gets up to help her stand, already seeing eyes changing, getting glossing as her thinking slips away. You are home... You're going to your room... he slowly leads her to the stairs, then up them You trust Himeku... Let your hate slip away... he repeats those thoughts in her head as he leads her up stairs and down the hall, he takes her to one of the empty guest rooms.
 
It was almost like she was a puppet, at this point. It never clicked that she had never left his house, nor did it click that he was still there, leading her into an empty room. Her mind was so muddled by that time that she actually was beginning to believe his 'thoughts'.
 
He smirks and helps her lay on the bed, he looks her over When you feel pleasure... You only think about Himeku... he steps back from the bed and turns the toy on to medium, so she'd have longer build ups between orgasm, letting her think on him more. He also sent images to her mind of them kissing and making out as she came, she'd be his soon enough. He stays to watch her but keeps out of her sight, not that she'd really see him like this.
 
She groaned as the toy sprang back to life. Didn't she take the damn thing out when she got home..? She couldn't remember. Her frustrated thoughts quickly melted away as the pleasure built. Her thoughts traveled back to earlier, when she found herself making out with him. Why was she thinking about that..? Did it matter? Yes, he was blackmailing her, but.. He hadn't really done anything to hurt her... Soft moans grew as she slowly, almost hesitantly reached up and began to play with her breasts. In a way, she wanted to mimic how she felt in the alley. How he made her feel.
 
Its his hands touching you... Him pleasing you... Say his name... Himeku smirks and moves a little closer, she was to lost in her 'dream' to really notice him anyway. the feeling of your pussy so full excited you... You wish it was his cock... Beg for him... He wanted to reach out and touch her but he'd have to wait until she broke to him, and he was willing to wait, if it took all weekend.
 
"H~Himeku.." She moaned softly as she closed her eyes. Her world seemed to melt away as pleasure built. She didn't want to admit it, but she did want him. Maybe it was because what he offered was new. He was far more controlling than she had ever realized, and in a way she didn't mind that. It also could have simply been that she was tired, being brought closer to the edge again, and he was the last one she had seen. She wasn't exactly focused too much on the why's. What focus she did have was to get her to cum again.
 
You want him... You need him... The thoughts repeated over and over as she gets closer and closer Call for him... Beg for him... he watches her closely.
 
She did call his name, several times, but she didn't beg. It just was something she hated to do. Besides, she was unaware that he was even watching her. It made no sense for her to beg for him. A loud moan left her as one of her hands reached down to play with her clit. She was so close.. The slightest movements were just enough, this time. "Himeku..!" She cried out his name as she came.
 
Himeku grins as she does as told, he stands and heads to the door, leaving her to 'her' new thoughts and her pleasure for a few hours. He goes to start their dinner.

A few hours later Himeku returns and brought somthing for her to eat, he sets the tray down on a table a few feet from the bed and goes to check on her.
 
A few hours was enough to leave her as a trembling, moaning mess. She hadn't kept track of how many times she came. Not like she really could if she wanted to. Her mind was still under the effects of the drug, though it was starting to wear off. Exhaustion kept Morwen from realizing just how off everything really was.
 
Himeku moves closer and sits on the bedside, he turns the toy down to low and watches her a moment, he reaches out and moves her hair from her face. You want Himeku... You want him to hold you... He could see her eyes were still glossed over and she was mumbling something with her moans Speak louder... He leans in a bit closer to listen.
 
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