Whatever it was that was currently happening to her, I couldn't give enough fucks to care. The way she clenched on my rod felt like she was trying to crush it with her bare hand.
"Hey Maggie! M—Ma… Maggie Maggie! You can't hold me like that!"
She tilted her head with mild curiosity.
"Oh? You seem surprisingly docile in this state…"
She twisted my hard rod to the side. To keep the pain from spiking higher I had to shift my whole body in the direction of her hand, wincing like hell the entire time. She sounded amused anyway.
"Oh? It seems to even control your movements. And the way your face twists up. Perhaps I underestimated what this thing can do."
That dry amusement on her face bloomed into a thin smile.
"It should never be possible for one to control their summoner, yet I feel like I can do exactly that with this."
I groaned through the pain and forced words out.
"It—it hurtttts."
She tilted her head again, the motion almost lazy.
