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His first subject had been selected long before. Bonnie Tsunishi, his department secretary. She povfacialatsuckmebitch was a beautiful oriental, about 20 years old pov. She treated Jerry with a combination of amusement and barely-concealed contempt. To Bonnie, Jerry was just another pov unattractive nerd, his work inexplicable, uninteresting, and impenetrable--a giant bore.
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Bonnie came running out of her office, rushing towards the ladies room. Jerry had transmitted the feeling of severe bladder pressure. And she had responded. Jerry was elated. He had, in a sense, controlled Bonnie--made her obey his will instead pov of her own. True, it was only povfacialatsuckmebitch by projecting a sense impression...but it had worked--and it was a start.
And Bonnie spent twenty minutes, sweetly and pov gently licking and pics sucking. When povfacialatsuckmebitch Brenda knocked, Bonnie looked up at her owner.
"You cannot move, and you cannot speak. You will stand right there povfacialatsuckmebitch, and povfacialatsuckmebitch watch Bonnie give service," he ordered pics, and Brenda was compelled to facial do exactly that.
"Brenda, lift your skirt for povfacialatsuckmebitch me." She did pov. Jerry grinned at the shiny povfacialatsuckmebitch nylon pov panties she wore. "Very nice. Now pov turn around pov slowly." Helpless, she pirouetted. "Lovely ass. I'm going to enjoy that," he told the mute victim.
"Bonnie, tell facial Brenda what has happened to you."
Finally, Brenda gave up. She povfacialatsuckmebitch wearily turned pov to Jerry, and said, "I don't know what you did to her, but whatever it was, I'm not smart enough to break through suckmebitch to her. But you'll never pov do it to me."
"I ordered your body to undress while you talked to Bonnie," he told her facial. "Now come over here."
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Satisfied, Jerry had one of the pov girls clean him up suckmebitch, and left povfacialatsuckmebitch the locker pov room . None of the girls remembered anything about what had happened during his visit, but all of the most beautiful pov retained subconcious mental programming which would bring them suckmebitch to him later. Jerry smiled, congratulating pov himself at the cleverness facial of this. Whenever he wished pov, he would trigger this facial program, and the pov girl would come, helplessly, compulsively, to pov him. They povfacialatsuckmebitch would resist, would povfacialatsuckmebitch fight, but the program would bring them to him. And then they would join his growing pov harem.
"Mom, what are you povfacialatsuckmebitch doing? I don't like this. Please send him away," she begged.
Helplessly, she pics obeyed pov. She stood before him, blushing furiously.
She did. Jerry began exploring her dresser. He quickly found her lingerie povfacialatsuckmebitch drawer and examined each little garment. Becky felt she pov would pov die from embarassment. She was furious, but pov could not say anything.
