I couldn't figure out what was happening. She had descended deeply into subspace, and her voice had become tiny and difficult to hear over the music we had playing for our scene. I had her well-trained to orgasm on command, and I could easily speak loudly enough, when ordering this, to be heard over the classical piece playing on the stereo. She, however, was unable to summon the strength or the willpower to speak up, so I had stopped our play until I could make out what she was saying.
Every time I asked her what she had said, she would shudder uncontrollably, deep in the throes of another orgasm. I was powerless to help her... or to stop her from possibly causing herself injury. Her barely audible voice kept repeating something that I could not make out.
Once again, she whispered out her plea... and once again I replied...
"Come again?"
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