It have been around 3 years since my wife last had sex with another man whilst I watched. We had decided to stop after the second time as I was a bit ...ealous afterwards. Now, here she was seeming to suggest we take a man back to our room. She must really fancy him. Before I knew it he had sat down again next to Emma. She asked him if he wanted to come back to our room with a few drinks. Again he looked at me, I gave no reaction but at the same time my wife moved her hand to the top of his thigh. I didn’t think that was going to be enough to create my next slave. For that I need to hypnotize her but I also didn’t think the intimidation she felt was going to be conducive to getting her under. I was going to need something else, something that would allow me access to her subconscious before she realized what was happening. It was then that I remembered something I had read about delving into the subconscious during sleep. A sleeping person can be programmed with repeated messages. All Sandy could really see from that angle was an open pussy surrounded but thick public hair. She could see Steph’s fingers rubbing herself.Julie, on the other hand, had left the bed shortly and returned wearing a harness with a strap-on. She knelt between Sandy's legs and let her feel the toy. She rubbed it along her pussy, getting the tip all wet. In minutes Sandy was begging to get fucked. As Julie pushed the toy in quickly, the orgasm that had been barely out of reach for so long crashed. There is a lot you need to know before we send you on a trip one day into the future. We have to hurry though. With Biff on the loose, anything can happen." Hello, Dr. Brown!" Biff waved the car keys in his face as the good scientist found himself locked in his own lab. "Biff!" Dr. Brown shouted. "How in blazes did you get here?" Why don't you ask these bozos?" Biff pointed to some workers behind him. "Sorry, Doctor. Brown," a guy said as he struggled with his bonds. "We were doing a study of.