She’d lost track of time.
She’d lost track of everything, to be honest.
Her name, her fame, her career.
All of it had been sucked effortlessly into the spiral’s sway, completely emptying her mind.
All she could do was touch herself. Stroke herself. Edge herself closer and closer to submission.
Blank. Mindless. Horny. Fuck Slave.
Blank. Mindless. Horny. Fuck Slave.
Who’s going to be next?