Ishiki felt a cold dread fill his heart. He felt useless and there was this strange voice in the back of his mind that constantly pulled him to stop resisting and give up his body.
He didn't let the wild thoughts take over his mind and looked at the gorgeous lady in front of him.
The woman smiled at him again. That seductive, knowing smile that promised things Ishiki's exhausted, wounded, desperate self wanted far more than he should.
'Why do I find her so charming?' he wondered, recognizing the wrongness of his reaction. 'This isn't normal attraction.'
But knowing that didn't make any difference or stop it. Nor did it make his body respond any less or cool the heat in his veins.
His thoughts were becoming more and more slow with each passing second and there was a fog shrouding his rationality.
The woman reached up and began unbuttoning the long shirt she wore.
Slowly... one button at a time. Her eyes never left Ishiki's face, watching his reaction with obvious amusement.
