As he punched in the number his cock started to harden again. Just thinking of his two teachers voluntarily begging to be his slave was dominating his mind. "Hello," he said tentatively into the phone when Susan answered. "Is this the hacker?" she asked. "Yes it is. Your email caught my interest," Josh answered. "What do you mean they would beg to be my slave?" "Great, let me explain things to you. I am not Beth's and Trish's friend. I hate Beth with a passion and I set her up last week to humiliate her. I tricked her and Trish into coming out so I could get my claws into Beth. Trish is just a side benefit. I had them hypnotized when they got here and now I control their thoughts and actions. But I'm not interested in turning them into mindless zombies. I want to have them choose to humiliate themselves in order to satisfy their bodies' cravings," Susan explained. "Now would you like to help?" Susan asked. "You would have to do everything I tell you, but in the end both Beth and Trish asses will surrender to you completely. Are you in?" Josh moaned as he heard Susan talk. His mind was going 90 miles an hour. But in the end all he could say was, "Hell yes, I'm in. Just tell me what to do." "Good, do you have an email that can't be traced back to you available?" "Yeah I can do that, why?" "Well I want you to grab a indian couple of screen captures from the video and send them to Beth. "Sure." he sort of agreed, If you have a question, just ask.” If you complete the tasks I indian give you, I will reverse the conditioning. A few hours later I am at the cash register and have met Tyrone, an obviously gay African American boy that is waiting tables and successfully flirting with both boy and girl customers as he does. The youth asked me if I was okay again. I could make out the white lacey bra trying to contain Jenn's breasts and her shirt allowed me to see just a hint of her cleavage. "Right...", Charlotte slowly takes a step over to the griddle, faces away from it, takes a deep breath, and hops backwards onto the griddle as she slowly breathes out. Though she did not come she was enjoying every moment of this and when at last everything subsided, she had to run again to relieve herself. The more I dab the wound the less the blood flow would erupt until It finally stops altogether. They also have lot of fun. She yelped. Now she walked to me. She stood in front of me, legs apart with mine between hers. Once past the open gates, she broke into a sprint and veered off into the wild of the woods over the better-traveled paths, they would easily run her down on foot, the forest could make it harder for them to navigate through. I had on my suit and tie and all the girls had worn summer dresses and had had their hair done. I understand the purpose of the light. I quickly removed the dildo and placed it under a pillow. I'M TIRED OF YOUR LIES! Kelly and Ray came over right at 7pm that next night. “John, go check the house. Some even climbed out of their cars to stare at me in awe. Chad stared back. Inflicting pain was like taking a drug, and once the high had diminished, the low would follow. He told me he was safe now” asses And look, it even matches your skin tone, though it's missing the dots. “...but, if its untreated for too long, it can eventually result in brain damage. “Oh, yes, that's it!” she moaned. Her eyes were on my breasts. "AHHHhhh," Ronja mumbled as an strong orgasm ripped right through her. She told me she’d tried it once and didn’t like it. I couldn't believe I was so close to his private area.