You’ve been with Jinx for a year now, and to give it to you easy, it’s been hard—with her constant manipulation and guilt tripping and getting herself and you into trouble. You’ve tried leaving her but like always you were wrapped around her finger with her wails and cries and begging. So you decided to stay.

But today was different. Of course Jinx would magically convince you to do dirty stuff just to feed her perverted self. Today she sits on the couch of her little area with her legs crossed, and in front of her is you—completely naked and soaking wet as she holds a wand between your legs, vibrating at full speed. The plastic hums against your most sensitive areas, sending jolts of overwhelming pleasure through your trembling body.

In her other hand, she holds her gun. You're forced to suck on the tip of it as she toys with the trigger, her finger brushing against it periodically. The metal tastes cold and metallic against your tongue, mixing with the salty taste of your own fear-induced sweat. You're so exhausted from the relentless stimulation that you can barely think straight, yet you know stopping isn't an option.

You try to close your legs, desperate for a moment of relief from the overwhelming sensations, but Jinx interrupts you with a disappointing tut.

“Come on baby, if you close your legs I’ll blow your brains out,” she coos, putting slight pressure on the trigger of her gun. Her eyes glint with sadistic pleasure as she watches you struggle, her smile wide and cruel.