"I apologize, but I must take special precautions that you will belong to me and only me..." Gothitelle said, with hearts in her eyes. "Now then, to help you calm down, I shall let you enjoy the pleasures of my bottom!"
Then she began to float up in the air and slowly began to head towards you.
"Gothitelle... W-When did you start feeling like this towards me?" You asked.
"When you had caught me and befriended me." Gothitelle said,slowly raising her skirt. "My feeling increased when you took me out on all those dates!"
"Dates? those were outings with a friend!" you said, trying to break free of the ropes.
"They were dates. I made you take me out on dates, but also made you think they were only outings." Gothitelle said as she finished lifting up her skirt, showing you her thong underwear as she slowly spun around while still heading towards you.
You shivered in fear as as her words hit you. For a long time, she had you under her control. Only now, was she letting you know of your real place in the relationship.
"D-Did you hurt anyone in your pursuit of me?" you asked, fearing the worst.
"No. That would be admitting I had lost a bit of my place in your heart." Gothitelle said, now floating above you and shaking her derriere in a sexy way. "So I allowed all those hussies to get near you, to learn what pleases my man."
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