Ok, Zac. I'm yours. If I could resist against you I would do it. But you're able to control me. Somehow. That's strange. When do you regognize at first this powerful skill?
Since last week I start to try to control the will of some friends. Repeatedly. That is amazing! To know how much power you are able to get over everyone gives me a great feeling.Why and how did I get this skill? I don't care. I have fun. That is the point.
Zac, I have a request. Don't go over a border. I have fear you let me do violently and very disgusting acts.
Mmmh. Ok, you're a good boy. Sometimes. But stroking you a little bit is boring. Without let you suffering is not my intention. No way! Ok, your first "torture". Kiss my stinky and sweaty socks! Use your tongue and suck the moisture. Not under a minute. My feet are your new big love. I want to feel your passion. As better you will doing the job, as earlier it will ends. So go on!
I enclose his toes with my mouth. Sour taste. Rancid odor. I kiss his plantar, lick and suck up the moisture. It's disgusting. As I look at him up, Zac is grinning satisfied. And he stroking my head. Like a dog.
Good boy! Now grab my socks with your teeth and take them off. Slowly and loveful.
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