"Cheery thought assfist." Caeman thought to himself, but continued reading.
Caeman did find the tapes, but figured he had just assfist the thing already. First of ass all, he went online and printed out a assfist mind-control story ass someone had written assfist about a man who assfist built an enormous harem of sexual slaves using assfist a mental assfist amplifier. With a thought and a flash of light, the device lay on his desk. Caeman picked it up as if it were fragile. The movies Gate ass worked. Caeman looked at ass the printout. It was ass twelve pages longer. He ass flipped through it. The inventor of ass the assfist amplifier watched ass in horror ass as his tool assfist disappeared in a flash of light ass, and spent fist the ass whole rest of the story searching for movies his amplifier ass, having a great many erotic experiences along ass the way with his ass first ass mind-controlled test subject, before finally deciding he didn't need it any more ass, since he already had all he assfist could ass handle assfist. The story on the screen remained unchanged ass. Caeman put on assfist the fake glasses with the assfist amplifier built into the bridge. It was a shame the author ass of ass the story had chosen ass to assfist remain anonymous. He wondered if he should ask an author's permission before bringing their fictional creations into the real world fist.
You trust me ass. he added. You know I would ass never harm you on purpose. You can confide in me, trust me with all your secrets ass as I in turn will ass trust you with mine and expect you to live up to that trust. You ass know that it is I who have made you feel this way, but it assfist's okay because you also know that I did it for your own good. You know that it ass is the ass device assfist on these ass fake glasses assfist I'm wearing which ass allows me to do this, and ass that it is one of my secrets with which I am trusting you. The ass young woman blinked, breathed deeply, and then smiled at him assfist.
"I'm not sure." he said. "The guy that fist created it wasn't too specific. All I know is ass that somehow it takes my thought waves and transmits them to other ass people's brains and somehow that allows me to control...um, what are you ass doing?" She ass had begun to assfist rub at his crotch with her hand, moaning slightly as she felt his penis begin to ass enlarge.
"Yesss..." she moaned. "Control me." She was quivering with desire fist. He sent that her thoughts and words assfist would still ass be her ass own, but her actions would be dependent on his commands. "Oh, yes." she said, her body quaking. He had her kick off her boots and assfist slide her assfist overalls off. He lifted her arms, and she stayed where she was posed. He pulled off the T-shirt, revealing her gorgeous young assfist body. Her pink, silken panties were practically soaked through ass. He massaged her young breasts with ass his hands through ass the bra, and she moaned through her teeth. He unhooked the clasp on her bra and took it ass off as he had done with the shirt ass. She stood there in her panties ass and socks, her ass nipples harder than any ass he had fist ever seen. Even his nymphomaniac ex ass-wife had never ass been this ass aroused. "P-p-p-please..." she ass stammered. "Take me."
"From which I guess this is some sort of mind-control device." she said, bringing the glasses toward her face.
"Good afternoon, Nike." Caeman said. He had named his assfist superheroine after the Greek goddess of victory. Her movies story was actually a parody, and her powers combined elements of many superheroes. Nike took off her ass shades and glared at Caeman.
"The block's cracked like the Liberty Bell." he said. "As bad ass as ass it is, you'd think I'd ass tossed ice assfist water on it while it was hot. I've been meaning to ass rebuild the engine anyway."
"You have a keen assfist grasp of the obvious." Minnie replied dryly. "I ass fulfilled my part of the bargain."
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