Pathology of Pleasure

“Don’t tell me you’re not going to fuck me again. Come on. Just finger me. Do me with the dildo. Anything!”

“I’m not,” I say from beneath the pillow.

“I didn’t consent to this,” she says, perplexingly.

I can hear her fumbling around for something. In a few moments I feel the bed begin to rock and I hear a buzzing sound. I peek out from beneath my pillow. She’s on her tum…

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