He regarded the muscles in her abdomen heaving.He began pinching, rolling and tugging her nipples, switching from left to right and he could feel her ...eart pounding under her left breast. Nichelle began vocalizing her panting, making squeaking sounds in the back of her throat. “Little more...” she panted, “ ... almost there...” She put her left hand around his back and held his side.Nichelle drew in a breath and clenched her jaw. Then, she let out a groan. Her thighs and belly jerked. Her face. " She giggled. This was leverage. Blackmail. "I won't take your entire paycheck, even though I could, because you're such a fucking pushover. I'll let you keep bits and pieces. Whatever scraps you have left. You'll be like a little puppy with those scraps, won't you?"I winced at that. She somehow knew the exact words that would cut into me. Pushover. Little scraps. I felt small even though I easily tripled her in size. "And you'll lap those scraps up, won't you Samuel?" I looked. Zaaijer knew it wouldn't last. None of the boyfriends whoMichaelina had been seeing over the summer lasted more than nine days.Most only three or four days, but despite that, she loved them all deeplyand moved from one to the next without missing a beat.In the middle of Michaelina's speech, Dr. Zaaijer used his hypnosis toput her under. He then carried her to the mind machine.Dr. Zaaijer decided to bring back one of Jack's old memories. It was thememory of that day when Dr. Zaaijer told Jack. ."It remained silent for a moment as she took in the gratitude of theUniverse."You don't get to do transgendered a lot, do you?" Well, I do get them sometimes. But most of the times they want minorthings like any other man or woman. A nose correction, a jaw refinement,removing a mole or piece of wild skin, or just a boob job. Well, exceptfor men on that last part, they want me to play with their penis, but Ireserved myself to only one." I feel honoured to have my best men touched by such an.