Chapter 851 The Happy Service Girl:>Ep9

• Soon Amy was again happily swimming around in the bay and Livia strove to finish her part of the report structure in time. There was the deadline, but also the upcoming visit to prepare, so no time to lose.
• But it turned out to be next to impossible to concentrate. Her thoughts kept returning and circling around the pleasure of the girl's incredibly cheerful and enthusiastic service. No doubt she was in the process of becoming addicted. How could it be possible the world wasn't aware of the immense bliss of dedicated oral service? It surpassed anything else in the realm of sexual gratification with every possible margin. But it was not only the bodily lust, of course, and the fantastic sensations and the ecstasy it provided - it was more, so much much more, like... even the power of it! Yes, the sense of power and superiority; the ultimate experience of being pleasured, of receiving without giving, being the sole center of attention, 100%, till she would be totally satisfied and could take no more. Yes, the power of it; the attention, the devotion, the worship, and the pleasure. The way it all went up into a higher unity of sheer and unparalleled bliss... the times when everything got perfect... everything! And this kind of perfection was what got her increasingly aware of the fact that she could hardly live without it the rest of her life, no matter what would happen. Would Amy be the one? Or would just anybody do as long as she had the right mindset? The total submission to her needs? Her eyes searched and immediately found the girl happily throwing balls with some other couples in the bay, water splashing around them as they exerted the excess of youthful energy and jubilation. It was like nothing in this world was bothering her, and she felt certain it would remain this way as long as she knew she was just filling her time with fun waiting for the next opportunity to be of docile service.
• Even as she kept watching her from the corner of her eye she saw Amy constantly throwing glances her direction to check if there shouldn't be a signal that there was something she needed or wanted. Just a quick raise of a hand would have her swimming over with urgent strokes to adhere to any need or wish she might possibly have. Poor girl, she didn't know there was no chance she would have time for anything until the report was complete. And then the visit would be here shortly after.