Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 13

"Well ladies, I say you help Tiffany with her last little problems." Could the other person read her mind? Did they know what she was thinking about? Tiffany felt a sudden pulse of fear. She was corrupted! She tried to shake off the warm feeling of arousal that had been washing over her each time she thought about being a sexual slave to these other women, and they hers. She needed to find a cure and quick! Jen brushed fingertips along the inside of her thighs and Tiffany cooed in satisfaction. Her senses were heightened and each stroke sent a shiver up her spine and goose bumps pebbled along her skin. Her nipples pushed out rough into the air and she moaned in ecstasy. She could just give up everything, it wouldn't be so hard. She couldn't move and it just seemed so much easier. She gently spread her legs giving Jenni more access to her body. This would be so much easier. The voice on the intercom began to laugh before it clicked off leaving the three of them in silence. This really was easier.