If the power of the bed-spell had earned you a peek at the woman's coming release, then the overwhelming sensations of the bed-spell coupled with the string of beads popping free of her ass gains you access to the full untold story. Pinned atop you as she is, the woman's whole body seems to vibrate as an orgasm takes her by storm, causing her to<em>scream</em>in pleasure around your cock... and to spray your breasts and throat with a surprising fountain of sticky, sweet cum.<br/><br/>And then, she's flying, tumbling to the "floor" atop a particularly soft pile of pillows with a soft gasp. As you loom over her, the woman's cheeks flush red with pleasure and embarrassment, and she gives you a faint smile.<br/><br/>"I... S-sorry, mi-stress.... it wo-n't ha-PPPeep!"<br/><br/>The "Slave Girl's" flustered apology is cut short as you dive down on her like a predator from on high, burying her face in the pillows and pressing the still-enchanted head of your cock up hard against her ring-piece. She struggles to say something, to apologize again... but it's too slow, and you are rewarded with another pleasure-shiver as you impale the woman's small frame with your sex, almost sliding her across the silky surface of the pillows.<br/><br/>"OoooOh!"