She looked down at the girl with a smile. "Of course you will. You don't know anything else, now." The manic devotion in her voice was what she wanted to hear. It showed her that the idea she wanted to set into place had borne fruit. And now, she had an extension of herself, one that had thrown everything about herself away all for the sake of chasing that pleasure and servitude. She would keep going with her training, until the girl had abandoned it all. Not only would she not remember, she would never even want to. Not when all of this was in front of her.
"We are your life now. All of this is all that you have. And now...you will receive your rewards, for you devotion..." With a finger, she tilted her chin down with one movement, opening her mouth, before gently sliding hers in, beginning the same, familiar, comforting feeling. It was slow, and sensual, and just enough that Charlie could (and should) kiss back to make it truly satisfy her. Once again, Charlie couldn't move from her position, but she had no desire to do so, no desires of her own anymore, but the satisfaction of her mistress and her children. Every familiar gulp reinforced Ophelia's words further, how this was her life now, how nothing else mattered, beyond this. She was hers, and that one sentence repeated itself in her mind, with each gulp.
And the thought made her very, very happy.
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I can assure you, that I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
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