Madison's eyes fixated on the swinging pendulum, expressionless and vacant. Her facial muscles drooped lazily, her mouth slightly parted as Lily's fingers slowly poked and prodded at her mouth. Madison's upper lip stretched, jiggled then flopped loosely back into place as the fingers continued to tease and manipulate her slack skin.
There was no sign of recognition in Madison's face. No reaction to the prodding fingers, no acknowledgement of the slowly swinging pendulum in the ancient clock, and no response to the soft, penetrating voice whispering in her ear.
Yet Madison's mind was alive. Her eyes, though defocused, deeply focused on the pendulum swinging left. Thoughts that bubbled forward and were swept away just as quickly. A vague sense of worry caught her focus momentarily but quickly evaporated into the calm, relaxing reassurance of the voice in her ear.
As the pendulum slowed to a halt to double back onself, her vision began to flash brightly with turbulent colours. She heard words repeating.
The pendulum began its swing back to the right, the flashing colours gave way to an image of her own face, lost in a dazed, lustful trance. In between the short flashes, Madison could make out that vision's eyes were rolled back revealing only quivering white orbs, and that her tongue was out, flickering around the head of a throbbing, swollen cock that was gripped possessively by her doppelganger's hands.
Between the bright flashes and whispered words Madison hungrily watched the image of herself lick and tease while simultaneously she began to actually feel the cock slide against her own lips and tongue. Her body hummed with pleasure as she yearned desperately to become that version of herself.
The flashing stopped, and the image of Madison's cock drunk face vanished from view, replaced once again by the pendulum reaching the right side and beginning to swing back the left. Lily's words continued to drive deeper into Madison's mind as her fingers traced Madison's lips.
Time seemed to slow and stretch out as the pendulum seemed to decelerate on its arc to the left. Madison felt herself moaning in frustration, desperate for it to swing back the left side.
Desperate to see the flashes and words.
Desperate to feel the cock on her lips.
Desperate to serve and obey.
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