Kina looked up at him with wide, worried eyes. Hesitantly, she stopped trying to move back, even as she trembled. Nina also looked up from his balls with concern, though she didn't stop her tongue. Both girls were extremely submissive by nature, and Erik's stern tone was like catnip to them.
He watched their expressions with smug glee. Despite his discomfort with brainwashing, few things felt better than being serviced by submissive women. Better when the women were powerful and subordinated by him through power, cunning, or love, but his current situation was still a close second.
It took only a few seconds for Kina to stop trembling. Instead, soft moans escaped her stuffed throat as it made swallowing motions. Her eyes slackened a little. Erik recognised that look. The pre-cum dribbling down her oesophagus was unleashing a storm of need, sending tiny shocks of pleasure and warmth into her stomach and clouding her mind.
