I heard the water being turned on and felt small water drops sprinkling on my body, so I opened my eyes and glanced to the side where his hand was hol...ing the shower against his thigh, at times, moving to adjust the temperature. He slammed his shaft harshly down my throat and I choked. He pulled out and I coughed moaning as the warm water lashed over my back soothingly. His hand in my hair then turned my face to his cock and he thrust in slower yet still deep. The warm water was now running. “What?” I say. “Well there is a way that we could always be together.” He replies. He begins to tell me that if I wanted to be with him forever then all I had to do was stay in the mist of where the spirits are instead of going back to the living. That right now we were in a sort of limbo and that all I had to do was decide in my heart and soul that I wanted to give everything earthly up. Somewhat like giving up the will to live. He also told me that if I decided to do this and if I was. “Put her on the spreader bar again. It’s clear that she still needs more conditioning. We haven’t broken her yet. This one’s a tough, hard case. The others yielded much faster. That’s why they’ve been fed already and she hasn’t yet,” one of the ladies declared.“And she won’t be yet. Hunger is proven to be effective in many cases in helping the process. Plus, it makes her far too weak to fight back or resist at all. Why waste money on food for recalcitrant types and reward their disloyalty,. “Perfect, you should wear that.” Another nod acknowledges my direction. “As soon as Lori has introduced the concept to you, play shy. Laugh it off. A goddess knows how to break the ice and make every lover comfortable. I want you to joke, something like, ‘I’m not sure I even remember how to make a man hard'.” She smiles at the concept.“Flow with the conversation, see where you can take control, again, and do it. A goddess chooses to control or be controlled, but, control is her default.