Nervous and bewildered as she was, soft moans still escaped Zahra's throat, unable to ignore the various devices rattling her insides. "A-Association therapy?" she stammered, her body squirming in its bonds. "W-Why am I seeing Er—"
Bzz
An unpleasant, though not painful, shock shot through her body. "Ah!" she yelped. The building pleasure had been suddenly suppressed, so that her body now only felt uncomfortable and frustrated. "W-What—what is that?!"
"Hehe," Emma giggled cutely, as she so often did, her bright smile hidden from Zahra's covered eyes. Her soothing hands still held the captive woman's shoulders as she whispered in her ear. "Just remember to refer to him as Master, silly. Both in speech and thought, so the sigil won't have to punish you a little."
"M-Master…?" Though she uttered it more out of bewilderment than genuine feeling, the sigil seemed to accept her offering. The unpleasant shock faded, and pleasure returned. She gasped again.
