"Argh! I'd do anything to get rid of this!"Derek exclaimed.This caused a nearby patron to turn around in his seat. "I might be ableto help you with th...t," he said before getting up and moving over to theirtable.Derek looked up at the man. "Oh yeah? And how?" He was quite willing atthis point to do anything this guy asked."Just sit still," the man told him as he brought his hands up to look asif he was holding something. "Annnd POOF!" he said as he gestured his handwith the motion of how one. "You NEED to cum?" he asked mocking her plea. "Yes! Oh yes, Master! PLEEEASE! Please let me cum! Oh, I'll do anything!" Chelsea sobbed. She was beyond desperate, now. She was near hysteria. She needed to cum or she would explode. He moved around and knelt in front of her down at her face level. He grabbed her hair and hauled her head up to look at him. "You'll do anything, slut?" he asked. "Yes, Master. Anything, just please let me cum. Anything, please. Please, please, please," she said. They untied my hands from behind my back and cliped them to the benches slats.The other guy then came round and started to jerk of thos huge cock that had been up my arse for what felt like ages. I could feel the cool air moving around my now wide open sissy fucked hole.The guy being jerked off had his head back and started to moan. then there was a huge gush of spunk that hit me directly in the face and then 2 more to make sure.I could feel the spunk running down my face and nose. The guy who. At any rate, I’d found that hypnosis was a great tool, but though I liked Harry fine, I was sick of paying his ass to help out my girls. For whatever reason, he wouldn’t take his fees in pussy, just in cold green, and that was painful in harder times, like after I had to bribe that District Attorney. Now, I’d seen him do his show hundreds of times, and had seen him in the back rooms of countless clubs for ‘private sessions’ (guess what kind of sessions those were?), so it seemed to me I knew.