Fucked up, huh? Turning every man's dream into my nightmare. Giving me the ability to have any woman, but not letting me control it.Shit happens.The h...rd-science-fiction types and dungeonmasters are at this point probably salivating for the technical details of my, um, affliction. So I'll open it up for a little Q&A.When does Dick take control, and how? Is it the same every time?Dick's strength is sexual arousal. Mine is mental focus. It's a tug-of-war -- sometimes it's a slow slide, like when. We are sitting beside each other when you come in the room. Some of your things are laid out for you, your riding crop, ropes, nipple clamps and lube. I sit on the side of the bed, pulling on my thigh high hose with black, 6” stiletto heels, your favorite ones.You take off my shirt and I begin to undress you, taking off your shirt and start kissing your chest. As I pull your pants down and off, she joins me on the floor, both on our knees in front of you. I slowly lick your cock as she moves to. Akira stood his ground, waiting for his enemy's move. Robert came dashing towards him, ready to hit the winning spin kick. Akira clenched his fist, putting all his power in one final blow. Time slowed down: Akira knew he had only one chance to hit this move. Right when Robert turned, Akira saw his opening: he ducked under, spun, dodged the kick, raised his fist and hit Robert right on the jaw. Sparks flew out, small fizzy jolts of light around the two warriors. Robert swayed, swayed, then fell. Monica was dressed similarly and she felt her nipples harden as she realized that the bisexual interests she thought she was picking up from the young blonde's comments had actually started to turn her on."Lindsey, I really appreciate what you've said, but can I be honest with you?" Monica asked as she shifted in her seat, looking down and seeing that her nipples were pressed out hard against her bra and the front of her button-up blouse."Sure, Monica, I hope you'll always be honest with me,".