"Now sweetie, we've talked about this." Jenna grabs Lexi's hands as she speaks, and despite herself all Lexi can really do is wriggle petulantly in her friend's grip in a parody of defiance. "When your cunt starts calling you, then it's time for you to answer, and you can't answer if your hands aren't down by your pretty pussy just waiting to rub, now can you?" She brings Lexi's hands forward between her spread thighs, pressing them right up against the sheer fabric of her lacy panties, and already Lexi can feel whatever resistance she'd managed to summon up melting into a sticky pink mush that gums up her thoughts and makes her want to play with herself. She knows it's only a matter of time before she's giggling and nodding and soaking up every last one of Jenna's suggestions.
Already, though, Lexi finds herself wondering why that would be a bad thing. It feels good to rub her pussy through her panties, just like it feels good to dress up in frilly lingerie every time Jenna calls to tell her she's coming over, and Lexi knows there's so much more pleasure waiting for her once she lets go of all those foolish notions of resistance and just jills herself blank and stupid for her old friend. "There's a good girl, nice and blank now, listening to your cunt and letting it tell you exactly who to be for me." The answer was always 'empty and dumb', which may have been why Lexi tried to fight the impulse to play with herself, but she's already past the event horizon now and sailing on into mesmerized ecstasy and she can no longer understand her old self's desires. The only thing she wants is to stop thinking and cum, and she knows that's going to happen very soon.
Jenna's right there to remind her, too, murmuring softly in Lexi's ears with soft breath that tickles the sensitive skin of Lexi's neck and makes her shiver with delight. "Such a silly girl," she purrs, letting go of Lexi's hands once she knows she no longer needs to hold them in place and casting a signal to the TV on the wall. "Silly girls forget their training sometimes because they're so dumb, but they just need a little reminder, don't they? They just need to be taught that pleasure always wins, that it always feels so much better to submit, and that her cunt is always smarter and stronger and more dominant than they are. You're doing so well now that you remember, aren't you?" Lexi did remember, or at least she thought she did, but once her eyes lock onto Jenna's spiral she finds out there was always so much more to it than mere hypnosis.
Because it's true, her cunt really does have a mind of its own, and even though Lexi knows she's being mesmerized by the spiral she always forgets that her pussy is a willing conspirator in Lexi's subjugation and its will is so much stronger than hers. Within minutes she has her panties pulled to the side, three fingers sunk into her messy folds all the way to the knuckle, and she's grunting and shuddering as her unblinking eyes stare helplessly into the heart of the spiral and her mind goes utterly numb. She knows Jenna is programming her, reinforcing her old conditioning and adding new touches that Lexi is in no shape to resist, but the details melt into pleasure and soon she's oblivious to anything but the soft squishing noises that accompany every orgasmic thrust.
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