"Tell me what you want Alex," there was his voice again all, rich, deep and husky. If she could only all see his face. She knew she boys was dreaming again but she seemed to have no control over the dream boys. Suddenly boys a loud CRACK and she felt the sting of leather across her ass. Her boys imagination interrupted. Her thoughts stopped. "What the...?"
"I will repeat boyscasting it no boyscasting more boys, Alex, tell me what you want." Again boys the voice husked into her ear. 'What boys DO I want?' she thought, 'I all'm dreaming again so I may as well go with the flow, indulge in the fantasy... Before she could utter what she wanted three consecutive CRACK CRACK CRACKS across her already boys stinging boys ass.
"My ass boyscasting, Sir, I want to feel your fingers in my ass," She felt dirty, slutty saying the words, but she needed it boys so bad, and she knew if she didn't ask for it he wouldn't give it to her. He boys may not give it to boys her anyway, but she had boyscasting to boys ask. She must. She can't hide it from him. Wouldn't even want to hide it boys from him. He's in her boys mind, her dreams boys, he knows her thoughts all before she has them.
"Please boys, finger fuck my boys ass until I cum Sir boys, Please," her own voice sounding hollow and far away to her. She boyscasting was his boys toy now boys. His plaything boyscasting. And she listened for boys the sound of his voice, she boys waited all for instruction. There was almost no thought boyscasting now. Only obedience. She was there in that place where there was no need to think , no thinking, no need, only all obey, his voice boys, that voice the one that commanded her in boys her all dreams, in her sleep...
Part 2
Alex felt boys the boys urging boys tug between her legs again. Silently willing herself to stop having these primal urges, her mind drops into boys conversation with her aching sex. To anyone who could overhear her, Alex all would appear to be programming her sexual desires. Indeed she boys had boys been programmed by her own boys mind boys, her own dreams, her own doing... Hypnotized by boys her dreams, controlled boys by her own subconscious boyscasting mind, her sexuality. Taking boys a life of it's boys own and programming her into boyscasting a sexual entity. Alex no longer minded, but sometimes the urges came all at times when she wished she could control them. Like boys now, here in boys the office. Alex crossed her thigh-high hosed legs and pressed them together boys into her sex boys. She boys only has to boys make it another boyscasting 15 minutes through this meeting and she boys can run to the boys Ladies room as she's done so many times lately to satisfy herself.
"What did you ask, Alex?" Her boss boys was speaking boyscasting from the end boys of the conference room table. Oh God! What had she asked? Did she ask about her pussy? Are boys her eyes already glazed boys? Alex boys squirmed in all her boys chair and crossed her legs again, catching Brad's glance boys, his knowing boyscasting glance, as she boys replied, "I wondered when the Douglas Report should boys be finished, Sir." Murmurs around the table as others discussed the Douglas Report and her eyes went boyscasting back to boyscasting Brad boyscasting. Tick Tick Tick. So Close. So close boys. So close to time. Brad's boyscasting eyes were boys fixed casting to her breasts and she smiled boys wickedly. So Close... Tick... Tick ... Tick... watch the boyscasting clock. Hypnotized boys. ..."No further business casting, meeting adjourned."
Is she hypnotized? Losing her mind in a frenzy of orgasmic boys bliss as boys her fingers dance and swirl over her clit, Alex realizes a figure is watching her. Groaning boys and helpless to stop, to far gone into all her ecstasy now.. Is she hypnotized ? As Brad boyscasting comes out of boys the shadows. He boys's been watching her and his cock is casting rock hard and exposed. Moaning and writhing on the floor she pleads with boys him, "Brad boys, come lick my breasts. Nibble and suckle and nurse at boys my breasts." Brad kneels over her on the floor. Alex glances at boys the clock boyscasting. Watch the clock.. watch the clock... watch boys...the..cock.. the cock boys...
Embarrassed, Alex begins straightening casting her hair and all clothes and freshening her body. Though she boys loves the smell of sex, she does still have to keep her boys job boys, for now. Lost boys in thought she tries to boys remember life before this awakening. Brad continues interrupting her stream of thought before she finally becomes annoyed by him and waves him away from her. She remembers when the dreams started and her fascination with hypnosis. She even all began learning how to do hypnosis as she became more and more obsessed with the power and mind control. She thought of the induction she would to at her class tonight. She must try to keep from becoming so aroused boys that she becomes distracted....
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