She had never developed a fascination for blood like he had, for her it was just another means of keeping alive. She often wondered whether she should...not have killed him, especially after the gruesome murders which would happen just a few years later. Of course she could not be sure whether he was Jack the Ripper especially since she had left London by then but a doubt always remained in her mind.Following the First World War, there was euphoria all across Europe. People had just survived two. "What? You're gonna hypnotize me. I thought Erin said you weren't into that stuff."I laughed. "Well, yeah. She always pushed it too hard." Well, I dare you," she said. "I can't be hypnotized." She smiled, smugly. "My willpower is too strong." She crouched down in front of me."Imagine you're already hypnotized." But I'm not!" She grinned."Imagine it!" I sighed. "Okay, now imagine how it has to feel, how it feels to be totally under my control, ready to respond to my words." ... okay..."I did. I promise Jane.” Sarah was almost pleading with Jane. “Put your clothes on now, or I will leave.” Again Jane was stern in her delivery. Sarah gave in and got dressed then sat at the table again. Jane did cave in a little though. How could she not? She had just seen her beautiful young lover in a sexy and very skimpy little lace number. Jane was going to find it difficult to teach a normal lesson. But Jane was always a great improviser; today was going to be no different. “Sarah, honey, I want. “Oh well. I guess Christopher will just have to make due with two fat cocks!” Abigail interjected as she strolled towards the pair.Jessica gripped the cat ears of his hood firmly and began thrusting more of her glistening brown pole into his sucking maw. Christopher sputtered as Abigail pulled his arms behind his back and quickly slapped a pair of handcuffs around his wrists tightly. Her crop sang out, switching against his latex covered bottom several times.“AWWGHHHUUWAHH! GUUUWAAHHHH!”He.