Chapter 27: Unleashing the Beast

As I lay there, still basking in the afterglow of my second climax, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhaustion wash over me. My body was spent, my muscles weak, and my mind reeling from the intense sensations I had just experienced. I closed my eyes, letting the weariness wash over me, and drifted off into a state of relaxation. But my peaceful reverie was short-lived. As I began to stir, I felt a familiar pressure building inside me once again. It started as a gentle tingle, but quickly grew in intensity until I was overcome with the urge to cum. I tried to hold it in, to prolong the experience, but it was no use. The dam had burst, and I was powerless to stop the flood. As the orgasm washed over me, I let out a loud moan. It started as a low rumble, but quickly rose in pitch and volume until I was yelling like a banshee. "AHHHHH! OH GOD, OH GOD, OH GOD!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls of my room. I sounded like a little girl in a anime porno, completely abandoning all sense of decorum and restraint. The sound of my own voice was almost shocking. I had never made noises like that before, not even in the heat of the moment. But as I came, I was completely helpless to control myself. The sensations were too intense, the pleasure too overwhelming, and all I could do was let go and ride the wave. As I finally began to calm down, I felt a sense of embarrassment wash over me. What had just come over me? Why had I screamed like that? I looked around my room, half-expecting someone to be standing there, staring at me in shock. But I was alone, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I collapsed back onto the bed, still trying to catch my breath. My heart was racing, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of the orgasm. I had never felt so alive, so connected to my own body. And yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just crossed some kind of line. As I lay there, trying to make sense of what had just happened, I couldn't help but wonder what Victor would think if he knew. Would he be shocked by my outburst, or would he be pleased that I had let go of my inhibitions and allowed myself to feel? I pushed the thoughts aside, not wanting to think about it right now. For now, I just wanted to bask in the afterglow of my climax, and savor the feeling of being completely and utterly alive.