Do you understand bitch. WELL."I nodded."Any shouting or screaming or misbehavior will have the same effect, doyou understand."Again I nodded; shocked...at the position I had got myself into.He then removed the gag from my mouth and the blindfold too."What is your real name Slut?" he demanded, "I will be checking, so donot lie." David Jones," I mumbled.He then dialed a number on my phone."Can I speak to David Jones please," he asked into the phone."Just a friend, Ok thank you," I heard him. Once home Nina sat in the living room considering how she would convince Keri to allow her to hypnotize her. Then she remembered that Keri had been stressing over work, she was up for promotion and wasn’t sleeping, because she was uncertain if she’d get it or not. Satisfied that she had a reason for Keri, she considered what she would do once she was hypnotized. At last Keri arrived although she had clearly been drinking she was only a little unsteady as she came in and sat heavily on the. He feigned tipping a hat and then turned the key.He eased the Rolls onto southbound Speer Boulevard. Traffic was heavy enough to require all his concentration as he developed a feel for how the classic car handled. He turned onto Broadway and, when he stopped at the First Avenue light, let out a breath and released his tight grip on the steering wheel."Oh, Driver," Jen called from the back seat. "Do you have any Grey Poupon?"Dave glanced into the mirror and almost choked with laughter. The two. She was a natural cocksucker, Barocca realized.Barocca gave in to pleasure, and began moaning as the feelings overtook her, and started talking nasty and sexy to Debbie, as she gulped away. "Oh, yeah, girl!" purred Barocca. "Suck all my cum down, like a good little slut. You really do love the taste the taste of cum, don't you honey?" Debbie somehow managed to nod her head, and even suck a little harder on Barocca. "Well, you came to the right place if you like cum, honey," said Barocca. "We.