’ ‘Good. Good. I’ll let Mr. Elliot know the final arrangements and he can organise everything for you.’ ‘Thank you, sir.’ ‘No, no. You�...re doing me the favour. Thank you.’ The following afternoon Rachel was allowed away early to prepare herself for the evening. First stop was a hair salon, where she had an appointment, and then quickly home, where she had already spent hours the previous evening trying to decide which dress to wear. She finally decided upon a calf length lace dress with a halter. Except for one. He had superpowers. Unique superpowers that he had hidden away for a long time. He could transform things giving them superpowers of his own choosing. He had mind and emotion control abilities and super hypnosis. He had magical skills that he practised with out people knowing. All of this was going along with his plan. To control a group of female super sex slave. But first he had find women to maximize him in case of future problems that may occur. So he turned to his lab. . My eyes nearlypopped out of my head, though I had almost been expecting it, somehowshe had had it made with a large, totally lifelike gleaming black cockthat was sticking out erect towards me.I was shocked, gawking at it in a nervous disgust, trying to drag myeyes away from the human like appendage that it proudly displayed."Ahh, I thought so baby girl, I can see which one you want to sleep withimmediately." I cringed at her humiliating words, I couldn't contemplatethe revulsion I felt at the. I sealed it before the bus got me there. This was the most important part. I knocked on trailer door. Of course he was home.“Bailey, what are you doing here? You can’t-”“Please, Mr Wainwright, I need your help. I mean I really need your help.”He frantically looked around, then beckoned me in. Once inside he started, “Ms. Marsh, I don’t know what you think I can do-”“I’m in trouble. My brother’s in trouble too. You know that the drugs you found were in my brother’s locker, right.”“Yes, I checked.