She knew this, of course, and so did Chris, whose greatest desire for Lily, was to have her climax powerfully. Chris placed the tip of it on her clit ...nd manipulated it that way, using it as a little vibrating finger to bring her off. He made small circular motions, bringing Lily closer and closer to the edge, her sighs and moans becoming louder and louder, her body slowly starting to shake, ready to erupt.When she did finally burst it was a glorious thing for Chris to watch. Her chest heaved,. “Well, I’ll tell you. I’m going to make jasmine cum. Make her have an orgasm. Because she is a good girl and deserves it and not a careless little slut like you. You are going to watch and learn what you could get if you too were a good girl.”My thumb had found jasmine’s clit and I flicked it up and down and side to side, rolling it in little circles. A finger of my other hand slipped easily inside her wet interior. She moaned more loudly this time and spread her legs even wider.“Oh shiiiit!”. My pickup truck was leaving a wake of dust plumes as a reminder of just how dry it was. My subconscious mind’s eye saw the figure walking down the middle of the road ahead. My brain noticed a nice, wiggly-jiggly, shorts-covered ass sitting atop shapely summer-tanned legs. Brunette hair was tied back in a couple of twisted braids. “Mister,” I told myself. “That is a girl! Why, she might even be a Damsel in Distress!”Oh shit, here’s what daydreaming will do for you! I slammed on my brakes!. She had picked up one of the books when I had gone to get the wine and when I had returned, she had asked me if I was a hypnotist. There was a gleam in her eyes that I picked up on as I smiled and explained, "I prefer to do what are called 'trance states'." Oh?" she asked.I nodded and drank some of my wine. She had snuggled in next to me, her warm body rubbing against my rough wool suit. Everything seemed ordinary except the subject matter."Trance is not mind control. It's more like breaking.