Fighting a Loosing battle

[STSF_Nickles 0]

Redera walked back over to Chirs, the chemicals wearing off now enough to get back underway. He was doing all he could to resist her pheromones. This time as she walked around him she and gently traced her fingers up his arm, to his shoulder then across the top to his neck and then up to his ear where she bent over and whispered to him. "Your body liked that didn't it Nickles. You have pricklely bumps raising all over." She was right he found himself beginning to falter. He couldn't let this happen. He had to stop it. Pain! Pain would override his sensory organs. He then bit down on his lip extremely hard. So hard that he started to bleed from the bite. He would do whatever he had to, to keep from giving her the information she wanted. Redera nibbled on his ear slightly then stood up again tracing her finger around his neck and hairline as she walked around behind him. She continued to the other side until she saw the blood dripping from his chin. "OH Now Nickles. I can't have you messing up that pretty face of yours." She turned to a guard and called for a mouth gag. "Now now Mr Nickles you *will* fall for my little scent. You are almost there. Look, your muscles are shaking from the Anxiety." The guard brought in the mouth gag which looked like a triangle cylinder with a strap through the middle. She nodded to Chris and the guard pried his mouth open allowing the gag to be put in place. Chris struggled a bit but was no match for the much stronger guard. Once the gag was in place Rebera began releasing more of her pheromones. He was almost there. It wasn't going to take much more. His muscles began twitching as she went back to her light touches. She again stood behind him and gently touched his chin, tracing his facial features up both sides of his face to the top of his head She then ran her fingers through his hair ever so gently. His breathing began to quicken and she knew she about had him. Chris felt himself begin to breath faster. Somehow Redera knew every one of his "AW" spots. If only his wife would have caressed him so much. He could feel his heart pounding, His pulse was so strong he could feel it in all of his extremities. Every time she touched him now he was getting goose bumps. Now with the gag in place and him being strapped down in the chair, He had no way of counteracting the effect of her pheromones with the endorphins from pain. But also with the gag in place he could not speak either. This might be a good thing. Then he felt her hands caress his shoulders and her lips against his ear once more. He was beginning to give in. No matter how much he fought her, he was loosing this battle.