I pulled it off the plastic case on my belt. A new email. Confirmation that it was on the way. I swallowed at that. I had done it. I had a paper trail...now connecting me to the subject.I stared at that email. I kept reading it over and over again. It was on the way. It would be here in a few days. I even had a tracking number. I could monitor it traveling to me. This was insane. What was I going to do with a mind-control device?What couldn't I do with a mind-control device?I swallowed, this pit. I pulled my head up and looked at Richard and said it’s not your fault Richard, it’s not your fault at all as my hand began to slowly pump up and down his fat hard cock. Remember our pinky promise? He silently shook his head. I cleared my throat and blew out a long sigh and said well I’d like to make another pinky promise with you.I smiled at the innocent look that crossed his face. I turned to him and held both of his hands in mine. I said mommy wants to do something very special for her. ? With that she took out a big dildo and a tube of Ben Gay. She turned to me and said most kindly, and gently; ?I would not want to put this big thing in your ass if it was not properly lubricated. Why don’t you lubricate it well, so it slides right into your ass. Then I will permit you to have an erection, so that you might service your Mistress.? So I did as I was ordered. But it was not easy for me to get an erection. My cock had learned to associate an erection with pain. For the past hour,. I don't know how old she was but she had grey hairs in her black hair so I guess she was pretty old. I often helped her get whatever she neeeded and would position my self so I could get a bit of a look at her tits or up her skirt -- which I managed quite often. Especially at lunchtimes when she would sit with the others out the back in the sunshine - always with her legs apart because her thighs were too fat to close properly. That's when I would see the tops of her stockings and the white.