I want you to take me to hypnosis shows and make me pay for the tickets. I want to be your spy, your agent, your whore, your blow-up doll, whatever yo... want. I knew this the moment I started crying in your office, Master. You are my Master. I am your slave. I can only hope to be worthy of you, Master." A quick mindbrush revealed that she had often visited a website called the Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive on company time and company computers. With the gift Zak had given him, he could. "GPS shows the turn coming up," Ed said, breaking the silence.Scott scrutinized the road ahead. "Bo said it was a gravel road, so we may not get much warning. Keep an eye out for those antennas he told us about." How many cops are going to be at this thing?" He said a couple hundred for the weekend, no idea about the earlier event." Scott pointed ahead. "There's a radio tower. This might be it." There's a sign," Ed said.A sign had been stapled to a stake opposite the turnoff. Scott checked his. Mark just fucked his sister.The Bond of Avvah has formed between them.I woke up, reaching for Mark and felt a pair of small breasts.I eye opened my eyes and saw Violet's sleeping face. The teen looked so peaceful. I was struggling to remember, shaking sleep off my mind. Another body was pressing against my back, not Mark. Mark didn't have a pair of perky breasts.I wasn't in our bed. Mark wanted to be alone with his sister. So they could comfort each other. Jealous hurt burned in my heart. What. Hot and dizzy and weary… ‘You said you’d call me–but I didn’t know how. I never gave you my number.’ Even my voice didn’t sound like my own. ‘Ah, well.’ He grinned as he came back towards me. ‘I knew I could ask Lisa for your number, you see.’ ‘But I didn’t.’ I stared at him, finding it hard to focus now, my legs trembling. ‘I didn’t know that. So I couldn’t see how you were going to call me. And then it occurred to me that I didn’t know anything about you–not really. That you could’ve been.