"Still under his mental control, Kathy slid off the last dress and reached for her jeans but was stopped by the next mental command. "Don't get dresse... just yet. Turn around and take off you bra and panties. I want to see you completely naked."After removing the rest of her under garments, she stood silently and stared at Derrick. He reached out and rolled her nipples between his thumb and fingers, while nudging her onto the bed. His next command was verbal, to test his control over her.. It's been quiet." Good-oh!" she chirped and made her way out of the office to the lift, pressing the button for the top floor. The old lift creaked and groaned as it made its way ponderously to the very top of the house, jerking to a halt when it reached its target floor. The doors squeaked as they opened.It was quiet. It always was at this time of the morning and her soft-soled shoes squeaked as she walked the corridors, checking that all the doors were locked. It may seem prison-like, but. I looked around the room. I had to take four big heavy breaths to keep my voice steady. I looked into Renée’s eyes. They appeared steady, green and waiting. I smiled, as lightly as I could. She blushed and turned her eyes down, just for a moment. Connie smacked Renée’s knee with her own and the blonde girl sat up straighter and looked me in the eye.“It’s not greed,” I turned back to Hannah, “You’re mine. I want to look out for you. I want you to know you’re cared for.”“OK,” She nodded, “But,. Harder. Harder. Harder. Yeah. Yeah. Oh, yeah. As he exploded into Kaitlin’s exquisite ass, Dustin heard her neck crack. She shuddered and jerked, twitching wildly, groaning loudly one last time, then went limp. Still hanging from the window. Arms at her sides. Huge 38DDs pressed flat against the side of the car. Platinum blonde hair spilling around her gorgeous face. Eyes bulging. Tongue poking out between her glossy red lips. Stocking-clad legs splayed out across the cold asphalt. Red lycra.