For the first time, she didn’t challenge the slavethoughts. And though at her point of the treatment, she couldn’t readily accept them as her Mas...er’s truth yet, they were enough to prime her. For slavery to creep inside her mind as something relevant to the person called Heather. Had she snapped out of her calm, passive state, she’d already have been compromised enough to wonder if all that resistance was worth it. But she was still entranced, and the device gave her a healthy dose of the. “Really?” he asked innocently. “Are you sure? It seems awfully close to a mile to me. Once the others get here, we’ll just have to measure the distance, won’t we. In the meantime, let’s go take a swim.” Malcolm kicked off his sneakers and dug his toes into the warm sand.Mary grinned and kicked off her flip-flops. “You’re an evil man, Doctor Jenson, an evil man! You’re leading me astray.”“Nonsense, young lady. I’m a medical professional, and my diagnosis is they’re all chubby. They need a good. Her cheeks were flushed. yeah, th-th-that she said stumbling. She had never stumbled over words before and I was shocked to see how much this bothered her. her shirt was still on but i could picture massaging her B cup breasts in my hands like on saturday night. I tried to fix the problem the only way I knew how. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her. She tried to pull away but I held her face in place with one hand behind her head and one on her shoulder. After two seconds she gave up. I croaked an appreciative "Thank you" and gulped down half of the cup. Most of the semen on my face had dripped down onto my chest. I wiped it off with the tissues. My two helpers struck up a cheerful conversation. Was it my first time here? What did I think of the naturist scene? How many times had I climaxed?Sipping my beer I looked around. Rita was still lying on the table being shafted by a handsome man with a receding hairline and a slight paunch. It took me a while to spot Tim. He was.