Eira;
I didn't want him to see me this way, but I couldn't control my emotions even when the beast walked into the room. My body vibrated and jerked with each seconds when I feel my p***y throb, giving me a sweet sensation that I didn't understand what it was.
What was even wrong with me? Why did I feel so wet and soaked in my pants? I couldn't ease my squeezed legs or pull my hands away from their position. They seemed to make my cunt dance in ecstasy, and I didn't want the feeling to go away.
Elisa on the other hand made things worse for me. She didn't cease pacing, whimpering, and wagging her tail. I think I’ve lost control over her, and she was the one fully in charge of our emotions.
Was this what Vogar was trying to warn me about?
My tears gushed down my cheeks as I watched the
