"My name club is Kyle. Listen seventeen, I'm sorry about keeping you caged up here like this, but..."
"I club'm sorry you feel that image way." he seventeen said. He set the tray on an overturned box, then picked up the two Dixie cups.
"If image there's someone in another room club, how come I haven't heard her?" the girl demanded.
"It's getting awful hot in here seventeen, don club't club you think?" he asked.
"How old are you, Cathy clubseventeen?" he asked.
"Take off your club shoes club and club your pants." he commanded. She complied, taking off the shoes, then the pants as though it were the most natural thing club in the world. "Now image follow me." he said, and she followed him into the bathroom. "Get in." he said, and when she was in, he drew club her a bath image, then clubseventeen bathed her. She didn't respond to anything he did. Apparently, she was focussed on verbal commands . He had club her get out, and he made posthypnotic suggestions to her as he dried her off, then had her do various clubseventeen things club for him, waiting club for the club Syrup to wear off. She was still under its effects at six o' clock the next morning, but by seven-thirty, it had club worn off, but she was still clubseventeen acting under the posthypnotic suggestions. He didn't fuck her, however club. Ever image since club he'd met Lauren club, he'd wanted club to lose his virginity club to her. Now he was close to club realizing that dream image. While Cathy was still under the power of the Syrup, he had put club his Syrup into seventeen a bottling machine of his own design. He set up the dosage and programmed the computer for how much milk was to seventeen go clubseventeen into each bottle. The machine did the rest, from filling to sealing and finally shaking the mixture. He had eight hundred fake image Yoo-Hoo bottles, which had been chilled beforehand, as had the milk, so it would be cold. Now to waylay the milkman...
"Sure, Kyle." she replied. He set his tray down on the table, and sat down right across club from the girl of his dreams seventeen. He already had a hard-on from thinking about her all day. She was a great clubseventeen girl, and club soon she would be completely his. He kept himself from staring at her wonderous body only with the greatest clubseventeen of self-control. Self-consciously club, he popped the top on his Yoo clubseventeen-Hoo, and she did clubseventeen the same. They raised their bottles "to our special friendship," and club they started their meal. She was image only halfway finished clubseventeen with the meal when she finished club the club drink. Just like Cathy, Lauren tried her best to extract clubseventeen as much of the Syrup as she club could. Kyle finished his meal before he stopped her. He caught the bottle inches above the club table. He struck up a conversation with her, and waited until the Syrup had fully worked its club way into her system.
"Stand up, Lauren." he told her. She complied. "Now follow club me." She followed him around as he made club his club way clubseventeen to the parking seventeen lot. She followed him club to club the car, and he buckled her seatbelt. The parking lot monitors were club busily trying to extract the last bits of Syrup from the bottles. As image he club drove, he administered commands and posthypnotic suggestions to Lauren, while she stared blankly ahead club, accepting all his suggestions without question.
"Why have you brought me here?" she asked.
"What is your will clubseventeen, my Master?" she asked .
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