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"You've had a hard time, what with all those people using your body. You've only ever known what it's like to hate yourself. I should know. That's why you hear your own voice telling you to sit down and be nothing more than a good little slut. It's the only way you know to relax." Her hands go to her shoulders, giving her a slight massage.

Kret hisses out in slight relief, feeling the fingers work over her shoulders and along her neck. As she does so, she taps her knees to silent music, letting out a pleased sigh as she feels the hot breath roll along the back of her neck.

That's when she blinks and opens her eyes, only to see both her hands upon her knees but also resting on her shoulders.

Kret leans in, whispering into Kret's ear. "Don't worry about this. We don't need a heart attack. Just relax," she says, nuzzling against her cheek. "You never have to be in charge. You can finally relax and enjoy yourself like you want, but never could. Let me take control, just like you always do when things get rough..."

"W... what?" Kret asks, her eyes fluttering as she feels Kret's scales press up against her back, arms draping over her shoulders and scratching over her. Her toes widen at that, and she sighs, leaning back into Kret's touch.

"Oh, did you not think about it?" Kret asks. "This body of yours is always just someone's rag. They find you, they stick something in, they dump their lusts into you, and then they throw you away." Kret moves around herself to look Kret in the eyes. With her talons on kret's face, she slowly runs them down, pressing firmly. "Then, I come around to clean up the messes you so desperately love to wallow in. If it weren't for me, you'd still be in that gutter, turning tricks for pocket change. You wanted more from life, I signed you up for that adventuring party. The bard seduced you and robbed you, leaving you a scared little mess, violated, betrayed."

Kret gasps as the talons are pressed hard into her shoulder, as much from pain as pleasure.

"I sucked it up and chased after him. The Mistress of the Mistress wanted to envelope you in a murky pit of sentient slime, and shove your body against glass for a bunch of sick perverts to oggle you like a piece of meat. I brandished your magical power and kicked that bitch into her own trap. Khusk kidnapped you. She made you a slave and shoved that fake cock of hers up into your body, telling you it was to learn some lesson. You rolled over and took it, I listened to her words." She grips Kret's wrists, talons digging in, pulling herself close. "I grew stronger through the pain.

"And my care for you continued when we entered this damned city. When Vijaya made you a pet, I seized the opportunity to escape. Do you really think you could have shouted to that scary beast of an ambassador? Do you think you would have been able to survive the attacks of that lamia? Could you crawl your way out of a creature's stomach covered in bile and the poor sods who were there before us, and then do what had to be done?" She jerked Kret's arms to the side and leaned in close, nipping at Kret's neck. Kret gasped as the teeth raked her scales. "I save you, I feed you, and you don't care. You just want to roll back over and relax. I earned my place here in this palace, and you want to take that away from me?

"They walk all over you, and you let them. It's become quite clear to me that you can't take being on top. You need someone telling you what to do, like some kind of whimpering chick. Well, if that person has to be yourself, then so be it. You can just delude yourself into thinking that you're still letting someone else be in control, even though the thing you're taking orders from is just a voice inside your head!" She bit into Kret's neck, and held it. Kret could feel the teeth digging in, tugging and twisting lightly, just on the edge of drawing blood.

"That's-no, that can't be right? Can it?" She tugged at Kret's grip on her wrists, but was held firm.

"Mmm, are you having doubts?" she asks, releasing kret's neck. "This was your idea, you know. You wanted to just step back and relax. This way we both get what we want. Let me have control. Let me give the orders. Let me be the powerful sorceress in charge of a criminal empire. Let me be everything we're not," she says, releasing a wrist to grip Kret by a horn, pulling her down to to the floor. "You'll just have to sit back, curled up in the corner of your mind, no longer a bother to anyone, especially yourself." She releases the other wrist and straddles kret as she sits against the wall, tail tucked under her rear. "Who knows? Maybe I'll let you out sometimes, and order a big strong man with rippling muscles and rugged good looks to have his way with you. Have them pretend they like you, or even love you. That is, if I'm feeling generous."

Kret breathes heavily as green taloned hands rake across Kret as she moans and writhes beneath them, pulling her in close, to keep her nice and tucked away in her subconscious. "Yes, that's it. I think I understand..."

"You just want to be left alone."

"Yes."

"You want nothing more than a normal life. Unbothered, unmolested, and just enjoying the things you enjoy."

"Yes."

"You just want someone else to give you the things you want." she says as she hooks Kret's shoulder with a talon. "You don't want to do any of the hard work yourself."