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d it, it made my mind blink in an odd fashion. I wanted to rub it, to
intensify those strange yet wonderful signals that my mind was getting. But
something was trying to stop me from doing that. The Gruikk are
extremely focused on the mind, and it is a sin to let go of the matters of
the mind, and give ones self over to the physical world. The mind must
always be in control. This idea is so deeply embedded in the Gruikk that it
could be called instinct. Yet this was incredible, and after many cycles of
being locked up in my mind, and not even knowing about the physical part
of myself, I could not help it. I squeezed my fifth link, and almost lost
contact with the outself. Wave after wave of goodness washed over me, and
almost swept me with it. Rubbing it back and forth increased the pleasure
even more, to such an extent that I could no longer rely on my two free
appendages to keep me suspended. I had to let my body touch the dead
things at the bottom of my cave. I rubbed myself into a frenzy, so that I lost
total contact with the outself. Soon I barely knew who or what I was, I was
so consumed by my own pleasures. The waves bec
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