...t. Her long, pink tongue darted out to moisten her suddenly dry lips as she watched them intently. Just as she was about to say something, the guy, whose name she still didn't know, pulled his cock out of Jean and turned to look at her.
"Get over here and tell her to eat your pussy. Now." He said, as he collapsed next to Jean on the bed.
She was halfway to the bed before she realized that he had given her an order. Her eyes snapped to him and she glared as he laughed softly. She knew he was amused because her body had followed his orders without hesitation. Her stubborn nature was the only thing that had stopped her in her tracks.
An image of her kneeling and sucking on his big cock while wearing a collar identical to Jean's suddenly entered her mind. Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she continued to watch him. She thought he had put that image in her mind and she was about to tell him off when she realized that he hadn't done anything.
The image had come from her mind without any outside influences. Her eyes grew as big as saucers and she bit her lip as she tried to deny the truth that was staring her right in the face. With a growl of frustration, she turned away from him and continued to the bed.
She wouldn't give in to this man like Jean had. She would not become his slave! She vowed silently to herself that she would not submit to any man....