For the first eternity of bliss, Mnemonica focused deep within herself. The telepath blocked out all sensation. She let the ecstasy of every thrust of Piledriver’s superpowered cock wash over her without effect. Pleasure affected the body, so Mnemonica retreated into her mind.
For the second eternity of rapture, Mnemoica fought to rise above the longing to obey, to ignore the desperate, gnawing need to cum. The telepath forged her willpower into a psychic shield of unyielding steel, proof against the corrosion of desire.
For the third eternity of nirvana, Piledriver’s words dripped into Mnemonica’s ears like acid. The constant rhythm of “submit” and “obey” and “beg” and “serve” burned through her psychic shield. Every fissure filled with pleasure, with hunger, with need. Mnemonica’s body burning feverishly hot with desire. Too hot to think. Too hot to resist.
For the fourth eternity of ecstasy, the fire of passion had burned away everything Mnemoica had been.The telepath’s brilliant mind held only one word. Her voice cried it aloud with every thrust.
“Please.”
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