I'd just parked up in the car car park when I noticed a posh merc start to pull into the spaces opposite me. There were two women in the nominal head and some kids in the back. The device driver was sandbag, but her parking was dreadful nowhere near being properly in a bay. I sat and watched them get out, two kids probably under ten, then as the mum goes and gets the parking ticket. The two cleaning lady were obviously female parent and daughter ( or mum and nan to the kids ). So the kid'mum, as said, was stunning and I was getting worry. As I watched, I got a sensory faculty of the mum and realised she was quite a stuck bitch which irritated me. I decided that she needed to be brought down a peg or two and I was just the person to do it, the fact that I would enjoy it didn't enter into my decision at all.

I touched the small fry'thinker, planting a little conditioning, to ignore me, be more obedient than normal for the next few minute. I then planted some thinking in the kids'granny's mind, that I was a well-liked remote mob friend, total trustworthy, but to then ignore any sexual comments I make. Finally, touching the mum's mind properly, set some controls that outwardly, she would be calmness and subservient to me, do whatever I said, but leave her psyche to be able to ‘ know'exactly what was happening. Getting out of the car, I walk over towards them, the mum see's me coming over but doesn't do anything, the nan see's me and smiles saying hullo, giving me a hug like I'm an old admirer. I say hello, then saying if she would rationalise us, grow to await at the mum and say I'm just taking mum away so I can have sex her silly. I smile at the mum as she realises what I've said, that her mum isn't doing anything to hold back it or even oppose to what I've said, and see the quizzel verbalism on her face as she realises that she isn't responding either. I tell the gran to look after the shaver for a couple of hour while we go somewhere to roll in the hay. The grandma says OK and for her to enjoy herself and that she will meet her daughter back here in a couple of hours. I ask the mum her name, she surprises herself when she tells me it's Queen Victoria. I respond Vicky for myopic, she replies no, she doesn't like the shortened figure. My reply is street fighter, Vicky it is. I tell her to come with me and I walk out of the car common towards some houses, selecting a house that looks in reasonable condition.

Ringing the bell, an elderly man answers, I touch his mind and ask how many masses are in the house, he responds just him and his wife, both downstairs. I see the wife at an home doorway and pertain both minds to disregard us while we're in their house. The hubby lets us in and I lead to the kitchen, getting a expectant deoxyephedrine of water system and handing it to Vicky, telling her to drink it. I can feel her mind fighting my instruction, but her hand takes the chalk and starts drinking. While she's drinking the water, I tell her that I will be seeing her pussy very shortly, fucking her in all three kettle of fish, and keep an eye on her while she pee's, and masturbates for my entertainment. I can see in her eyes that she's horrified that she doesn't seem to be able to do anything about it. When she finishes her water system, I tell her to kiss me, and as I close the gap, we kiss. She's putting no effort into the candy kiss, but I expected that, she's doing exactly what I told her to do. After about a bit of a rather boring sisterly kiss we break. She stands there looking at me with a bit of triumph in her head and I smile and say that she probably enjoyed that as the osculation wasn't very good. But I then add that I let her do that so that I can show her just how completely I have control over her. I then secern her to kiss me again, but this time to make me believe that rightfield at this second, this candy kiss is ALL she wants to do. We move back into an embracing and kiss. This time she's being very belligerent with the kiss, much too much for my liking. Touching her mind, I feel her attitude and clear she always dominates her intimate bodily function and is forceful as well. I break the candy kiss again and tell this time I want it my way, gentle, sensuous, loving, loyalty and to delight me. The osculation is to be ‘ just'a tactual sensation more exploit than I put in. So we kiss for a third metre, she cuddles in with easy willingness and osculate ever so sensuously, meeting my tongue's effort with the like amount of attempt. Boy, I didn't want to break that kiss but I had places to be, her cunt, her arse, her mouth, ha-ha. Breaking the buss, I fill the methamphetamine again and tell her to wassail it slowly. Her head is feeling licking as I've proved my control over her. I touch her mind and finding the localisation ( from previous encounters ) touch a part of her brain that induces intimate interest, making her loins respond without any forcible speck. Only a footling, I want her to think her body is responding to the post of its own accordance. I then separate her to go to the face door, remove her ( stupidly ) senior high heel brake shoe and tights or stockings and come back. I remain in the kitchen, so that she knows that my control over her is so total that I don't have to worry about whether she tried to bunk. She returns suitably shorter in height and now not wearing stockings ( I watched her murder them ).

I tell her to buss me again, properly, and while we're doing that I tickle that spot in her nous that increases her arousal a bit more. I'm trying to get her so conjure that her bloomers will be wet with succus just to embarrass her for when I see them. Passing another glass of water I tell her to pledge it slowly, which she does. After one very lowly sip I pull her close up and kiss her. She responds because she's still under the instruction to do so. When we break, I tell her to drink. Then kiss her again. She starts to wassail faster, realising that her choices are snog or drink, and although she can't not kiss me, can cut down on the amount and think she's making a point. What she doesn't realise is the kissing is a delaying action on my part, I'm really only occupy in her looking after my cock. As she's managed to keep sipping the body of water, she's finished the glass, so I take it off her and start to remove her blouse. She lifts her coat of arms to give up the removal and I put it to one side as she folds her arms over her bra covered boobs. I instruct her that she's not to block my view of her body, and she immediately puts her arms to her sides. Before handing her another good glass of pee I kiss her ( and touch her stimulation office in her brain ). She responds even though her mostly bare upper half has to be pressed against my body. The while she's drinking this glassful, I undo and remove her skirt. She steps out of it as I lower it to the floor then hand her chick and blouse to her, telling her to put them with her shoes by the front door. She puts the glass down paseo to the front end door, quite clearly looking at the door, but doesn't endeavour to open it. She returns and stands in front man of me. I kiss her again, increasing her arousal at the same prison term. I can find her uncomfortableness as she knows herself just how wet she is. There's also a slight discomfort on the soft on side as well, but not distracting enough yet. I tell her to hit my habiliment. She starts with my shirt, then crouches down to do my shoes and socks. She then undoes the belt of my trousers, release then zip before slowly lowering them. As they clear my pants, I tickle the smirch again, increasing her arousal. She is thinking that her stimulation is the strong-arm actions that are taking space and can't believe her dead body is responding like it is. Once out of my pant, she takes my pants down, letting my cock spring net. As she goes to stand up, I tell her to just kiss the tip of my cock before standing. As she kisses my dick, I touch her mind again, increasing her foreplay by more than a footling this clock time. She pauses before standing, obviously confused that she's doing as instructed and getting aroused while doing it especially as her mind is realize and she would never do this. So I'm now au naturel and she's in pants and bra. As she stands I kiss her again. When we finish the kiss, I turn her around and undo her bra before sliding it off of her. She moves her subdivision to attend with the removal while at the like metre I touch her head and wake her a bit more. I can ‘ feel'her confusion and helplessness so take the opportunity to slide my hands towards her boobs. I arouse her a bit more, then murder my bridge player before they get to her boob, at the Saami time touching the section of her mind that registers disappointment.

I decide to play with her mind a bit more. I move my hands back towards her boobs and slim the disappointment I was making her feel. Slowing the import of my hands towards her boobs, I ask her if she wants me to touch her boobs. She says no, so I move my hands away and increase her feeling of letdown. She stops herself trying to lean in, but not understanding what's going on. I kiss her again, this clock time not arousing her psyche, but planting a prompting that she doesn't want the kiss to stop and to put more sensuous effort into the kiss. I immediately feel her increased passion in the kiss and after breaking the kiss, increase her disappointment. Telling her to follow me I collect my wearing apparel and go upstairs, looking in each elbow room for the easily elbow room to use. Finding one with the sun shining in, I put my apparel on a professorship and tell her to lie on the edge of the bed so the sun is shining on her. Lifting her legs up by the understructure, I push her genu to her boob and apart. Looking at her crotch, the breeches seem to be soaking, and the pep pill second joint wet as well. I ask her if she has peed, she says no and I can finger her embarrassment increasing noticeably. I use a finger to sample the wetness on her thigh giving her judgment a boost of rousing, then taste her juice while looking at her side. She turns her nerve away, so I tell her to look at me. I repeat the process from her other thigh, just a small closer to her knickers, and as I taste my finger's breadth we are looking into each other's eyes. Again, I hit the arousal point in her mind and can feel her responding and squirming as she is still wondering why she's allowing this and responding like she is. I tell her to kneel in front of me and buss my cock again, hitting the pleasure inwardness of her brain as her rim touch my putz, and then letdown when she's finished, all of a couple of seconds. I tell her to guide a bit longer, and recur the pleasance bit as she kisses my rooster, this time she of her own accord uses her natural language to provide more feigning, and I reward her with more foreplay. When she finishes, I increase her dashing hopes and tell her to digest up. Finally, I say that she is over spruced up and needs to remove her knickers. Once off, to present the inside of the crotch to me for inspection. I can feel her embarrassment increase massively, but she does it straight away. The knickers are quite inebriate and there's even a flimsy hypnotism of pooh marks. I ask her if these are clean on today, she says no. I tell her to take her drawers back down to the battlefront door and place them with her other apparel, crotch showing clearly, then go and tell the couple to make us a cup of tea each, also not to embrace yourself when asking. I also mention that when she gets back, we're going to start the sex bit. Then return back to me. She duly does as she's told. I can sense her disarray as she stands by the front door and isn't even attempting to miss. Then her embarrassment standing in social movement of the older twosome.

When she returns to the bedroom, I have her lie on the bed as she was before, knees up near her boobs and split. I then tell her to open her pussy sass with her finger's breadth to give me the skillful panorama potential. After looking for a minute or so, recount her to suck my rooster gently while holding her kitty-cat afford. I move so she can suck my cock and that's how the aged couple find us when they bring the teas up. They don't pay any attention to the fact that there is this gorgeous open pussy on exhibit and a mouth sucking a cock at all. But I use the consequence to encourage another feeling in her mind, one of ‘ wantonness ’. I move to brook in front end of her slit and recite the elderly pair to stand each slope of me, to then hold a leg each. I step up close and enjoin Vicky to rub the head of my cock against her pussy a yoke of meter then guide my cock into her pussy. She is so wet that there is copious lubrication and she's quite tight which is surprise as I'm assuming she's had two small fry at least. As I get fully in, I push her arousal up a mates of notches and I can feel the rousing in her mind acting havoc with her thinking sympathy of what's happening. I tell the elderly couplet they can go but to bring back a few spare cover. The married woman re-appears with the blankets which I tell to put on the bed. She then leaves. I pull out of Vicky's slit and say her to sop up her succus off of my cock. After a minute of licking, I tell her to drink the tea and I do the Saami. While we're drinking the tea, I play with her mind some more. I ask her if she would wish to be fucked, and at the same meter push the mental pathways to increase her sexual state. I did it when I said the word ‘ shtup ’, trying to take a crap her think that me saying that one word was enough to increase her foreplay. She replied no, and I hit her mind briefly with a large amount of despair. So I say does she desire me to be intimate her tush, and again increase her foreplay. She again says no and I touch the despair, slightly more than when she said no shoemaker's last clock time. I then ask her how heroic is she for sexual passing ( and increase her arousal ), this meter she replies she does need to cum. I don't do anything for that reply. So I clarify, she wants to cum, but not with me fucking her. I don't do anything ( to her mind ) asking this interrogative, and she answers yes. I crouch down between her peg and recite her to protrude masturbating. I can sense that she wants to cum, but doesn't want to do it now, but is doing so as she can't not do as I instruct. So I'm staring at her pussy while she's masturbating. At the same time I monitor her brain, and as she gets close, I tell her to stop over, remove her finger and fellate them. I can finger the thwarting of having to discontinue and the revulsion of having to taste herself again. Moving my peter towards her pussy I tell her to draw me in, which she does. I start fucking her and at the same clock time hit her arousal pith in her mind. She cums almost straight away, but I keep going and arousing her mind directly. She cums another three times by the clip I'm ready. As I cum, I push her pleasure and foreplay centres in her mind through the ceiling. Her pussy really works my peter this time, but I'm used to this heightened response and there is an element of feedback that increases my delectation as well. When I finish, I withdraw and move around to her head and tell her to lick my cock clean and jerk, concluded with a mixture of sperm and her juices. She does as instructed and I can feel her judgment'revulsion at having to do it and incredulity that she can't not obey me. Once my turncock is cleanish, I move back to her pussy which is still on open exhibit, and now with sperm dribbling out of her slit down her chap over her arse pickle. I use a finger on her kitty-cat to get more juice then caress her from slit to arse, slowly, at the same time influencing her foreplay and this time anticipation as the finger arrives. I then lead off to fondle her arse and push into her arse kettle of fish. I can feel her head squirming as I do this but increase her expectation and stimulation. Once I get one finger in, I start to jazz her arse with the finger, decreasing the anticipation and increasing the arousal. I go back to the kitty to get to a greater extent lubrication and then lead off with two fingers. I can feel her stimulation increasing without my help so just continue. Eventually I get three fingers well lubricated in her pussy and then sustain another go at her arsehole. She's almost cumming again, so this metre I let her cum, pushing the arousal pleasure centre by 10 % as she cum's. I then spread the blankets on the floor, get my earphone out and tell her to open the lips of her pussycat and convey a photo of her as a whole and a closely up of her pussy. I show her the exposure which she can't not expect at, but her embarrassment step-up massively when she realises how denotative the view is and that she appears to be doing it willingly.

I then set the television camera to video mode and get close in on her pussycat and tell her to pee without reservation. She does, with her embarrassment increasing massively, but the flow is skilful and solid, and with her holding her lips apart, the current out of the weewee trap is very unresolved and the flow isn't spraying all over the place. When she finishes, I stop the recording and movement to lie on the bed next to her. I tell her to kiss me and after a couple of transactions of snogging, I tell her to pop out sucking my cock and make me cum. And that she it to withdraw the ejaculation completely. She starts sucking my turncock and once I'm tough starts to try and deep pharynx me. I touch her mind and discover that she doesn't like this but believes that is what I want so I tell her to just suck lick and kiss the top of the peter and use her hand to wank the shaft. She keeps this up with me trying to bind back. When I get to the point where I think I'm about to cum, I tell her to stop and lie on the bed as before. I then get off and actuate to her pussy and line my cock up telling her to guide my tool in. As I close the gap she lines me up for her slit. I tell her wrong hole and I immediately finger a monolithic amount of concern in her mind. But she still lowers her aim so that my rooster is now touching her arse. I tell her to use my cock to transplant lubrication from her pussycat to her arsehole. So she moves the putz up to her kitty and wipes it in and around her pussycat. Then she moves it back to her arse and rubs it around her bunghole. She alternates between pussy and arse until eventually she starts trying to push my pecker into her tail end. I didn't suggest this or tempt her judgement, but let her carry on trying. She eventually gets my rooster in, she then leaves it alone and lets me do whatever I want. I slow rock candy in and out, going in more and withdrawing less. Another minute and I'm fully in. I then slowly ( but only because I don't want to cum yet ), do wax chance event in her posterior and keep this up for a few proceedings. Then I'm at the period of no return, no matter how slow I go, so start hammering into her tail and embark on cumming. When I finish, I go fully in and lean forward pushing her knee to the outside of her boobs and kiss her. I spend a few moment kissing her as she's going to be cleaning my cock again and I'm not so keen on kissing her after my cock has been in her tail then mouth. Once I finished kissing her I have also softened a little so withdraw, walk around and differentiate her to go down on and lick my cock clean. I can feel her thinker revolting and I can also experience the nausea of her stomach which although is a physical symptom of the eubstance, the ‘ vomit up'look is in the head. But she keeps going and I eventually start to get hard again. I lie on the bed and differentiate her to finish the unwritten she started earlier. So Vicky moves around on the bed and continues the oral. I've cum twice so this is taking longer which means I get to enjoy the unwritten longer. A proficient ten bit later and I'm getting set to cum, so tell her to sit on top of me with my cock in her pussy. She moves around, sits on me while guiding my peter into her slit. I tell her to plagiarise up and down 5 times, which she does. I then secern her to lift up and put my hammer into her bunghole. She does, struggling a little to get it in and automatically snarf up and down. A few of those and I tell her to finish sucking me off. She lifts off and starts sucking again. As I cum she swallows, then when I finish clean my cock without being asked. Once I think my cock is fair, I turn on my side and tell her to put her bum on the bed near my fount, with one leg over my rose hip and the other at the early end of the bed. Once she's settled, I tell her to masturbate again. I lie there watching her until she cum's, enjoying the persuasion. Finally, she cum's and I've got one final humiliation for her. I get up and tell her to spread her leg as far as potential so I can take aim a pic of her cunt, but she's also got to insert two finger's breadth and open her pussy up as much as possible. I show the photos afterwards ( the close up and the full dead body one ), and severalise her that I have one last task for her. She needs to give thanks our hosts downstairs, so I will get them up here and she can sustain the married woman sit on her face so she can give her some viva voce attention to her pussy while the husband fucks her slit. I can palpate a monumental sum of humiliation and despair and I let her find those feelings for a minute or so before telling her that that isn't going to fall out. I get dressed and tell her to follow me downstairs. Once downstair I tell her to grab her handbag and descend into the lounge where the aged couple are. I then tell Vicky that she needs to give the duet £50 for the hospitality and cleanup of the blankets and bed covers. She hands over the money. I then tell Vicky to get habilimented except for her knee pants which she is to run in her bridge player. We then leave and return to the car in the car park.

We find the rest of the family waiting there, so I touch the kids'minds to snub me, then the mum mind again that I'm a very old family protagonist. I then tell Vicky to wipe her pussy with her knickers and hired man them to her mum, and her mum to put them in her bag. Once done, I tell Vicky's mum that she is to bury the last few minute, and not notice the knickers in her bag for at least half an hour. I then tell Vicky to forget everything I've said to her mum, and that she can't say anything about the breeches until 5 minutes after her mum discovers them and comments on them. You are to be very aware of the leakage coming out of your arse and pussy, but not to do anything about it ( she's wearing a articulatio genus length skirt ). Finally, she won't recognise me for the next two hour, and then after that will remember me and what I did, but can't say anything to anybody about it, and you are not to retaliate in any way. If you decide you liked it and want to do it again then put an A4 sheet of paper with a big A on it through the letter box of the house we were just in. I go back to the menage and ringing, telling the duet that if they get a sheet of newspaper publisher through the door to put it clearly in the give up chamber window.

I then watch Vicky from a aloofness and it looks like she's trying to persuade everyone to go household, so I touch her brain, unmanageable from a distance but get her to switch her mind and go into the high street with the family. I follow at a distance, and when they decide on their maiden store get in before them and see them move around. One of the kids grabs hold of her leg forcing the wench to touch her damp peg and start to express signaling. A few minutes later her mum input on the skirt touching it to see if it can be brushed off. As she touches it, she looks at her daughter and fray her fingers together, before wiping them on a tissue. She doesn't say anything but gives her daughter a odd smell and then says shopping trip is over. As they get outside, I let the granny ‘ think back'the bloomers and she looks at her daughter again and then opens her bag, seeing the knickers sitting there. She raises her bag and sniffs the contents obviously recognising the smell of sex. She moves the bag to her daughter, telling her to remove them. When we get back to the car commons I see her put them on when she thought she was shielded by the parked cars.

They get in the car and drive off. I'm thwarted that I'm not going to make my final stage bit of fun or see the conclusion of her mum's response. That just leaves the possibility that she will actually want a second encounter of her own accord.

Part 2 ?