‘Incredible,’ I said. ‘So blue, and the way the horizon meets the sky.’ Tim turned in at a sign, and parked the car. We walked into a large bu...lding, and Tim directed me down a long flight of steps, the dim light at the bottom seeming to ripple strangely. I found myself facing a wall of glass, dim shapes moving in the water behind it. Carefully I stretched my senses into the water, and turned to Tim, my face beaming. ‘Orca!’ He raised his eyebrows. ‘Most people think they’re merciless killers.’. I could listen, or not, it was my choice. He required informed consent and choice, which was difficult for me in one way, and very reassuring in another.So all this brings me to the crux of the story, I guess. He knew someone who made talismans, the real thing, that were charged magically somehow to create specific changes in people. Daddy worked out a list with me of the things I wanted to be forced to do, for him or for others, at his command. He took this list to that person, and they made a. . as my hard proud cock revealed! I had to do it. Just the thought of mincing in heels down the street looking as the prostitute I had become was almost too much for me. I could have cum just thinking about it! I simply had to do it to get my fix.Gathering my thoughts to the task in mind I tied up my coat. It came down to above my knees so whilst it covered most, my legs were still revealed as I walked. I spritzed myself with a heavy dose of Angel and I slipped out of the room. The lift was at. "Darn that Billy Cooper," Sara continued to think to herself as she walked into her house. If only he could see things from her perspective. If only he knew what she felt.She decided to go on the internet on her daddy's computer. He'd just shown her how to use it. Instead of her normal opening page, there was something different. It was a site called, "Wishes Granted Inc." A genie on the internet. He's gotta help me." Sara filled out everything the computer told her to, even though her daddy.