She looked at the selected option, staring at it long and hard before oking back at me. I can only imgine how I ooked, propably five shades of red.
"What?" She laughed, leaned in, patting my back. "Its fine babe, its fine, what are you worried about?"
"That you would yell at me, call me a freak and cast me out." I was on a roll for honesty, I wasn't about to quit.
"Well, you are a freak." She chided, taking control of the device. "But you are mine, and you are mine because you are my ind if freak. You didn't laugh about my anthro horsecock fetish, or my intrest in male npple play."
"But they were hot," I sighed. "Your kinks are so hot."
Sarah grinned, fiddling with the settings some more, flicking her eyes towards me.
"Oh honey," She breathed, "you don't know nothing yet."
There was a click on the keyboard, a flash of darkness that obliterated my sight in moments, and then nothingness that felt like an age.