TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains mild b**m scenes.
Alisa
I’m still a little weak in the knees and my head is spinning. Never in a thousand years did I think my body could do that. Mistress Katrina always told us the porn stars in the movies she made us watch were just acting.
And I could tell they were. It wasn't that difficult to figure it out.
Regular porn always bored me. Boy-girl, boy-boy-girl, more frequently girl-girl-boy. It was a snooze fest. The girls with their fake little oohs and aahs, and just like that baby, gave me second-hand cringe.
It was the other stuff she showed us that always turned me on. While the other girls cried out in horror and turned their faces away, I paid very close attention to what was happening on the screen.
There was something about it. Yes
