LORENNE'S MYSTIQUE ADVENTURE (Epilogue)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Everything that appears here, in this story, only exists in my mind, anything that resembles reality is coincidence or fortuitous. . .

( hopefully there will be many of these 💓, or not, who knows 😭 )

LORENNE'S MYSTIQUE ADVENTURE

Epilogue

Not far away, and through hidden cameras installed in that storehouse of a disbanded gang, someone was watching. A woman, with a cruel smile and dressed in a red silk Quipao, the traditional Chinese dress, watched Lorenne's transformation. She was the voice Lorenne heard in her mind.

Her heart was racing, her body trembling. Contemptuously she pushed away the slave she had licking her pussy when, at the same time as her new Mystique, she also cummed. Seldom had she been so aroused by corrupting someone. The delight was such that she could not resist the temptation. She watched as her new slave began her march, discovering the world with corrupted eyes and a mind full of desire...

"You," she said to another slave. "Go get her, now, this Mystique will be mine alone."

Then the woman searched through the ordering numbers in the on-line slave catalogue until she found the one she was looking for. The catalogue contained numbers for actual slaves and placeholders for promising girls who would be enslaved later. She crossed Lorenne's number off the list, so that the new Mystique would not be sold to anyone. This exotic slave would only be for her.

A diabolical smile showed on her face as she thought that her Mystique would now only be able to cum when she allowed it. Only when her new slave performed as expected would she grant her relief, as she had done earlier. Mystique would now live her life on the edge of a desperately needed orgasm, but seldom crossing the brink.


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