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The final two letters was from a regular porn service that showed some poor girl being subjected to a gang bang. After the shock from the first two it took little effort for Ronja to delete these pictures also. She still had the three letters that claimed she nylons signed up for porn services. Every part of her education about the Internet told her she should not use the login information. On the other hand it could happen that some person had signed her up for a genuine services as some kind of a cruel joke. She decided to keep the emails. It felt peculiar that anyone would sign her up on the same day as she had her close encounter with Mark's dog. Just in case she hid the emails deeply in a folder of her hard drive. With this done she turned to the question why the hypnotic training had not worked with the words she tried to learn last evening. Checking the recording on her computer she could verify that the words she had not known perfectly were indeed in the recording she had tried to commit to memory after the trip to Beckomberga. "I don't get this, did I somehow fail to learn them because I was thinking on the trip to the old hospital. Or could it be that I failed to rewind the tape-player so that I was woken up prematurely?" she wondered. It seemed unlikely, but not entirely impossible that she had missed the computer recording not being finished. She thought it had ended as she woke up, but how could she possible know? She checked the tape-player to see if she could learn anything from how long it had played. She pushed play to see if she had reached the section when she repeated the wake up phrase again and again. There was silence from the tape, and she concluded that it must have been the computer recording that woke her up. Suddenly she heard an unexpected sound from the tape-player. It was faint but possible to hear if you listened carefully. It was her own voice saying the words "Yea, just like that." Her voice being husky from sexual pantyhose desire. Ronja froze in fear, she bigtits remembered saying exactly those words the evening before during her masturbation session. Just after she spent an half an hour masturbating and aloud speaking about her sexual fantasies about Jonathan. Her tape-player had been below her in the bed and must by accident received a recording of her masturbating session. She had in fact fantasied about being in school busty without panties. Was her accident during the lunch really an accident or the effect of her subconscious mind acting on what it thought to be a command? She had not voiced all her fantasies as commands, but her mother had always reminded her that the level of trust you held for a person affected how explicit the commands needed to be. Could you feel more trust for anyone than for yourself? With dread she recalled that she had actually fantasied about Jonathan adding more post-hypnotic triggers to her after by accident putting into hypnotic sleep. What if he commented their talk about hypnosis at school and her subconscious mind reacted on her fantasy and put her into hypnotic sleep? "Ronja you are in such a deep shit," she mumbled. Frantic she wondered if there was a way to undo accidental commands. She had no idea, how she longed for her mother, her real mother. She wanted to ask about what to do. Tears Fucking ran down her cheek as she felt lonely, Carol was nice but she could not compare to her real mother. Behind her the web-cam at her computer turned towards the bed as if it was turned by an invisible hand. “Daddy, it was him. Oh, and do make sure to convey how charming I was, will you?” It just looked like some young woman, some poor young woman afraid for her life. unit - 2 1/2 ccs It said simply, ‘I own you Bitch’! If not, I’m going to roll over and die.” She said as she left for her bedroom. Focused thought gave way to transient inklings, and I lost myself for a blissful, euphoric moment. “In that case, why don’t we head to the store?” And I drained the last of my drink. I explained that our second limo company was designed to take regular customers around to make money. "Alright you two. The first guy was a bore, and she left the coffee shop ambiguously promising to text him sometime. Why she did not personally have any objection, she reminded herself she wore a black choker and hoped the man would not try to take things too far, lest there be some discord with Tracey who so far seemed to be getting no attention from the two single men just yet. She couldn’t help but laugh at the tearful begging that immediately followed. His hand moved up her chest and around her throat. 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I did however, keep my back to the window while I removed my shirt and bra and donned the revealing halter top I knew he loved. Now time had resumed.