The man behind me grabbed a tit with one hand, my hair with the other and pulled me even further. I was with my knees widely spread, on the floor, han...ing over backwards.The man with the camera was cheering as he did closup shots between my legs, taping my pussy and the dick that was pistoning in my ass.Then he moved up, past my breasts and up to my face. With one hand he wiped my hair out of my face, grabbed my chin and held the camera right in front of me. Then he let go, and while moving. He evolved into kind of an assistant role.One Saturday he suggested that she be blindfolded and he’d send men to her. Tantalizingly, they might not all be ones she knew. That tingled her twat so she agreed. The first three were veterans between her legs and Marvin was the fourth. The manager then came in and released her arms and removed the blindfold. He wanted a blowjob and she happily complied.The next afternoon Marvin, with all the ducks in a row, asked his bride of six months, “Did you. It couldn’t be remnants of the nightclub owner’s hypnosis, it was too powerful for that. ‘Too powerful.’ The experience had been many months ago, and Alexis knew that programming like this couldn’t build over time, not unless it was reinforced on a daily basis. But who could have access to her on a daily basis?Except for going into the lab where she worked, Alexis had very few daily habits. She had a few TV shows that she watched once or twice a month, and she checked her email regularly—but. One of those houses was sort of set up on a hill and set back further from the street than the other houses.I walked up the long driveway, down the sidewalk, and up the steps to the porch. That's when I heard it. Moaning. And then Screaming. I paused, mid step, one foot on the porch. The door was open with a screen door closed. It was dark inside, but I could see straight back into the kitchen, and straight to the right was a family room. I realized it was a porn movie playing. I had.