She then walked behind her captive and began pulling and tightening the head strap. First just June’s head was pulled back and Cynthia was ready to ...top. “Ma’am this slut needs to suffer more if Ma’am pleases, so the strap can be tightened. Cynthia pulled and tugged and the effect was stunning. Beautiful breasts stretched and pulled forward, while the hooded head was pulled backward.“Thank you Ma’am for providing the punishment slut deserves. The last two steps if you please Ma’am” will add to. Robinson bent over, huffing still. She was in good shape, but the Bio Lab was a mile away and she must have sprinted the whole way."What's going on?"Mrs. Robinson stood up just long enough to grin at me. "I think I've got it." The antidote?" I was suddenly a little worried at the idea of losing my power."No, no. Something MUCH better, if I can just find the right way to market it."She had my curiosity piqued.We dropped off Kaia at her place and then I drove Mrs. Robinson back to the lab. Mrs.. Can do nothing but suffer. The poor creatures. Such a giggle how she could do this to them!The team leader, an older mild-mannered type named Graham Tenter, had particular reason to hate Marcia Lopez. With no wife or girlfriend, his sex life was non-existent and thus he was particularly susceptible to Marcia. Just the sight of her swanning around in one of her incendiary outfits was enough to utterly ruin his composure and when she decided to home in on him he found it almost impossible to deal. Though the pack leader's sexual equipment did not match that of the average human male he had no doubt about his mastery, and Masjena responded to that confidence with increasing arousal and need.Teeth at Masjena's throat, jaw tusk pressing high on her breast, the pack leader growled his displeasure when she started to shift back to lucrus form, or even if she moved too much. Eventually though, overcome by her arousal, she did something no lucrus in her position could have managed. Lifting her.