Drifting

The pull of a good trance was something Gina found comfort in: a warm, slow blanket that slipped around her shoulders expectedly, sinking deep, deeply into contentment of letting her mind drift and wander slowly away, evaporating like the steam curling under her chin.

Gina paused, blinking hard and pulling herself a little more upright in the hot tub she sat in, alone. It was that damn pendant- she couldn't get it out of her mind. Gina's legs slowly drifted apart as her gaze wandered the garden of her backyard, the stars lost in the hazy glow of the city beyond the hills she lived in. Yes, she was alone. Another sweeping  gaze over the backyard, then back to her house, the warm yellow glow inside, the low murmur of music coming from it to deter intruders from bursting in to rob and murder her. Murderers hated homes with music playing, surely. Her anxiety about home invasions had been the thing that led her to roaming that video site.

Her hand roamed down- tracing her lips slowly through the fabric of her bikini  as she breathed a soft sigh, and let her mind again unfocus, puzzling over the pendant. Desperate to relieve anxiety, she'd turned to online ASMR, and as the brain tingles from people tapping fingernails on microphones let her unwind slowly, the video site's auto play function had begun to tilt the content. A video of a woman massaging goo had turned to a woman in a nurse's uniform tapping the camera with a tongue depressor and speaking in hushed tones, which had turned to women speaking slowly to the camera about guided meditation, which had turned to spiralling videos, which had turned to...

Gina felt herself clench inside the bathing suit, and let herself sink a little further into the water, eyes unfocusing as she saw it burning bright in her mind- the pendant. A beautiful, shining crystal, cut into round, trailing slow beautiful bending light behind it. If she really focused on the image of the pendant in her mind, she could see the rainbows inside it- her eyes slowly drift left to right, picturing it dangling above the hot tub, and a free hand roams to her breast, slowly pinching.

The pendant had taught her how to focus. The pendant had taught her to stare deeply, deeply into it, and to see it, even when her eyes fluttered shut, just as they did now, slowly stroking herself and letting out a long, hot breath. 

This was the problem. Every time she felt anxious, she'd  think about that pendant. And every time, her thoughts would simply evaporate, replaced with the warm, soothing tone of Mistress' words. Dazed, she sits upright, repositioning as she hears a door slide open and shut- and then her eyes shut again, feeling blindly across the warm deck of the hot tub. How could she have forgotten who had planted that swinging pendant in her mind?

Gina finds the jet bubble button, and a dumb, adoring smile breaks starry across her face as she thinks of her Mistress. The woman whose sharp red nails had been the only visible hint of her in the video now framed Gina's thoughts like raven hair framed her Mistess' face. Hips bucking against the jet stream, Gina finds herself free to grope both breasts with her hands, slowly massaging.

She forgot things so easily! Her thoughts always drifted back to the pendulum, she couldn't help it, she was a natural at letting her thoughts slip out of her head and be replaced with warm, adoring love. Mistress loved her for that, and Gina loved Mistress for loving her. Gina pants slowly, leaning her head into the warm presence cupping her face, and shivers as a small, unsatisfying orgasm quivers through her- oh, no. That wouldn't do. That simply wasn't enough, was it?

Gina's eyes open, chin in the palm of her Mistress, drooling with helpless arousal, kneading her breasts. "No, that's not enough at all for you. You know your Mistress would never let her sweet, mindless darling go unsatisfied, don't you?" 

Unable to hold back a low, pathetic moan, Gina's eyes drifted down, resting on the beautiful sparkling pendant resting on her Mistress' bare breasts. "Such a good girl," Mistress cooed, as Gina nuzzled into her hands further, desperate for the touch of Mistress' bare skin. But her hands reach back, and unfasten the pendant from her neck... and as it begins to swing, Gina is again enraptured.

The warm presence of her Mistress enters the hot tub behind her and presses against her back, a hand reaching down to slip under her bikini's bottom, a finger teasing against her butthole as her clit was being massaged by the jet. Warm breath hit Gina's ear, unable to take her eyes of fear of the pendant- "Doesn't it feel so wonderful to feel how mindless you become around my pendant? Feel yourself relaxing back, back-" Gina slumps slowly into her mistress, a flustered smile on her face, unable and unwilling to lift her gaze from the pendant, "So sleepy. So, so relaxed-" A warm finger (with trimmed nails) begins to press against Gina's buthole, and she simply relaxes, allowing it to press in and shivering with delight at the sensation that was becoming less and less strange every day, "So content to be simply drift in sleepy, mindless arousal for me- knowing this is the place your mind drifts to when it begins to worry. To blissful, erotic mindlessness."

Another warm finger pressed inside Gina, and both began to slowly thrust and curl, Gina panting and bucking slowly against the jet, her nipples tucked between her fingers and thumb as she slowly, mindlessly tugged, eyelids fluttering as she could barely keep her eyes on the pendant now, so lost in sleepy, mindless bliss.

She clenched again, and felt Mistress smile into her shoulder the pendant dropping from her gaze, Mistress setting it aside and reaching around Gina's front to rub her clit with two fingers- "Cum for me, darling, and slip into a blissful, wonderful sleep." A firework exploded behind Gina's eyes as they shut, hips bucking for a hard moment as she Camden hard- clenching tightly around her Mistress, mewling as she squeezed her own breasts... and then blissful darkness, a gentle sigh leaving her as she slumped forward and slipped into a wonderful, exhausted sleep.

She only stirred a moment- a blanket gently tucking around her as her wife settled into bed next to her. Gina was barely aware of the sound of her wife opening and closing her nightstand drawer, settling her pendant in it- then the warmth of lips pressing to her forehead. "Goodnight, darling." A warm, small smile set itself on Gina's lips, and again, she drifted into blissful, mindless darkness.