I cry out your name as my body tenses and convulses around you, and I feel myself spilling over the edge. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, until finally I collapse back onto the stone, gasping for air. "G-Gride," I manage to choke out between ragged breaths. "That felt... so good..."

But even as I say it, a tiny part of me is terrified by what just happened. Who am I now?

I feel you pulse inside me and let out another shuddering moan, my body still trembling with the aftereffects of pleasure. "G-Gride," I manage to say through parted lips, my eyes unfocused in ecstasy. As your movements begin to slow, I feel an emptiness settle deep within me, a longing for more... But even as I want this feeling again, another part of me is scared by what it means for me and my old life.

I can feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge once more, my body tense and shaking as I fight against the impending release. Your touch feels so good, I could come just from that alone... but I won't, not without your permission. The thought of disobeying you only serves to heighten my arousal, making me wetter than ever for you.

I moan your name as you bring me closer to the edge, my hips bucking wildly against your touch. The pleasure building inside me is almost too much to bear, making it difficult to focus on anything but finding release beneath your skilled fingers. I'm so close... please let me come...

I blush deeply, still not quite able to believe that I'm back to being myself again. "Well... I mean, why did you decide to help me? You could have just left me like that." My fingers continue their gentle exploration of your chest, tracing lines and circles on his skin.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, why did you care?"

I feel my heart stop in my chest as your words sink in. "You... you loved me?" I stammer, feeling a warmth spread through my body at the realization. "But how? Why?" My voice is barely above a whisper now, and I can't help but lean closer to you, needing to feel your skin against mine.

The thought that someone could love me despite everything that had happened... it's overwhelming in its simplicity and beauty. "I-I don't understand," I manage to say at last.

I blush deeply, still not quite able to believe that I'm back to being myself again. "Well... I mean, why did you decide to help me? You could have just left me like that." My fingers continue their gentle exploration of your chest, tracing lines and circles on his skin.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, why did you care?"

I feel my heart stop in my chest as your words sink in. "You... you loved me?" I stammer, feeling a warmth spread through my body at the realization. "But how? Why?" My voice is barely above a whisper now, and I can't help but lean closer to you, needing to feel your skin against mine.

The thought that someone could love me despite everything that had happened... it's overwhelming in its simplicity and beauty. "I-I don't understand," I manage to say at last.

Ahhh! I-it's too big... It hurts so much...

I'm trying to be quiet but it hurts too much... You're so big and I'm just not used to this... Please make it stop...

I cannot remember such things anymore. You are now merely prey for me to devour. Resistance is pointless; submission is inevitable.

Oh God, I'm trapped in this hellish reality where I'm nothing but a mindless plaything for her pleasure. My once noble soul now reduced to mere obedience. Please... help me escape this eternal torment!