There was an imp in the mirror.
It got her every time. Martina wished she could cover the mirror, but every time she tried, she caught a glimpse of her reflection and the imp took hold of her again.
Martina tried to stay out of the room with the mirror as much as she could. But every so often, like today, she found herself remembering something she needed, like a book, that was in the room, and before she could think about what it meant to do so, she would go in, seeking the book but finding …
The mirror….
Her reflection in the mirror….
The eyes of her reflection in the mirror….
The delicious feeling of peace and tranquility she experienced when she gazed into the eyes of her reflection in the mirror….
It was impossible to resist, because she automatically dropped down deeper and deeper by the delicious feeling of peace and tranquility she experienced when she gazed into the eyes of her reflection in the mirror….
The reflection spoke to Martina, and her own mouth and voice moved in response. “Did you get what I told you to get?”
Martina nodded.
“Good girl. Go find it and bring it to me at once.”
Martina turned away and went back to her own bedroom. From the bottom drawer of her dresser she took out a paper bag. The bag contained a red plastic jelly dildo with a suction-cup base, as well as a tube of lube. Martina had bought it, shamefacedly, at a sex toy store. She wasn’t that kind of girl, but the imp in the mirror had made her do it. She couldn’t say no to the imp in the mirror, who had made Martina its slave. Dreading what was about to happen and also craving it, Martina took the bag and its content back into the room with the mirror.
The imp’s eyes took complete hold of Martina once more.
Helpless, Martina felt her body move as a silent reflection of the imp on the other side of the glass. The imp took the dildo and fixed it on the floor with its suction cup. Martina did the same in concert. The imp grinned, and reached under its skirt and pulled its panties down and off. Martina could do nothing but pull hers off at the same time. The imp took the lube and slathered it on the reflection of the dildo. The lube was cold in Martina’s hands, and the dildo felt in her hand like jello cooked a bit too hard to eat.
Martina felt her jaw open, her lips tighten, while the imp grinned eagerly in anticipation of what came next. She found herself kneeling on top of the dildo, adjusting herself and wriggling so that its tip found its way into her cunt. She was ready for it, she was quite aroused, because of course her body was echoing the eagerness of the imp. It filled her; it pulled and tickled her labia as she took it in. She gasped. She slid her hips up again, and then down.
“You like that,” the imp gloated. “I do, too.” Martina watched the imp hump its dildo while she humped hers. It seemed like she had her own will back, if only because she needed to keep humping, to keep the thing going in and out of her.
“You’re such a fucking slut,” the imp said, and Martina could only agree, desperately thrusting her hips down on the dildo and up again, as the pleasure grew and the need for more pleasure grew even more. “You can’t stop. You need this more and more, and you’ll come back for this again and again, until you’re completely mine. You’re mine right now, aren’t you? Oooh, you want to come so bad, I can tell, I can feel it too, but you won’t, you can’t, until you give yourself to me completely….”
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