She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 70

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She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 70

Thelda was silent. There wasn’t any problem
with him helping her wear the necklace. She
thought. After all, he had bought it for her and
it was a common courtesy to allow him to do
that. If he tried to touch her or do any other
funny thing, she would cry out and the guards
would handle him. She looked at the senator
for a while and nodded slowly in agreement.

The senator stood and moved majestically
toward her, his charming smiles on his
handsome face. As he approached Thelda, she
observed he was more attractive than he had
looked the previous week and she prayed God
to help her repress the sudden strange feeling
she was already having inside her. The
senator stood in front of her, lifted the
necklace and as he carefully wore it round her
neck, the pleasant whiff of his perfume filled
her nose. Stella felt his soft hands on her neck
and her S#xual urge was instantly aroused.

The memory of their first day in bed was
brought back and she started to wish him
inside her. The senator buckled the necklace,
looked into her eyes and that look sent her
lost in another world. She started chuckling
when the senator moved his hands down her
chest and began to undo her buttons. She
thought of stopping him but her hands didn’t
move, she thought of screaming but her mouth didn’t open; she felt like a corpse.

She had earlier believed men were the weaker s*x but the e----c power the senator was presently exercising over her made her realize she had only misconceived; women were the weaker s*x. The senator slowly put his hands through her shirt, took off her bra and began to tickle and fondle her Tips. Thelda was breathing fast and she threw her arms round his shoulders and heaved her weight on him. Very soon, she
started laughing; a laughter of pure lust and
powerlessness. She forgot her dignity and
wished the senator pushed her down on the
couch and put his Unclad body hard on hers.
The senator sq££zed her b-----s continuously
and she felt her entire body on fire and wanted him to take her to the very place he had taken her the previous week, “Take me senator.” She finally m0aned.

The senator smiled, “What about the fifteen
minutes you instructed?”

Thelda said quickly but weakly, “I didn’t mean that, I was only joking.” She pressed her body harder against the senator.

The senator said, “Then not here. Let’s go to the room.”

She whispered, “Please be fast, I’m dying.”

The senator engulfed her in his arms and went
for her lips. After long minutes of kisses, he
carried her up the stairs to the room. When
the senator finished with her that very day and
drove out of her compound, she bothered no
more for either fasting or prayers. After that
afternoon, Thelda was no longer herself again.

She spent each minute of her life hungering for the senator as thirst hungered for water. The senator became a part of her and any week he failed to make it, she became sick. She forced herself to believe that her secret affair with the senator was her destiny. And for her, destiny could never be changed.