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However - he could do nothing to help his desires. He had to take matters into his own hands. He checked his phone for the final time - SLUT 4 DARIUS read the message. He had paid some guy on the dark web to attach a widget to his message, £10 per character, creating a hypnotic frequency designed to make the recipient unable to resist the command, but completely forget the message afterwards. Darius was no expert in computing or domina neuroscience, but he had been assured of its bizarre functionality. He hit send and stuffed it back in his pocket. As he navigated the sea of students, he quickly spotted her face among the crowd. She was standing in a small crowd, talking to some of her friends. They eyed him closely as he approached, but he refused to be intimidated. 'Hi Isabelle, did you get Miss Williamson’s email?' he asked. Isabelle looked up. Oh. It was Darius. 'No, was it anything important?' She knew him from English class, perverted but never really paid attention to him or spoke to him outside of lesson. 'Well not really, I mean -' A noise came from her pocket and she held up a finger. Darius shuffled awkwardly. She opened the text. It was just three words, but already she had forgotten what it said. Her brow furrowed, and she slowly put her phone back in her pocket. That was it , thought Darius. She got the text. His blood ran cold. Did it work? Oh God, what if it doesn’t work. He realised his lost cash would be nothing in the face of being branded a creep in front of his entire year. If it got tits out….His fetish stomach was in knots, and he felt as if suddenly everyone was looking at him. When she finally looked up at him, her breath hitched, and she seemed to look through him, as if in a haze. A pulse of warmth had seeped through her body, and then disappeared as quickly as it had arrived, leaving her skin covered in goosebumps. In a second her eyes refocused, but with a slightly pre-occupied expression. ‘Sorry, what were you saying?’ she said. She bit Erica's ear gently, and then said, "Do you understand?" He's leaving me and He's keeping Laura and don't fight him or I'll regret it.... Fuck. "He was talking about my ass, you know." Julie smiled like the cat that had ate the canary as she said, "Oh, she most tits certainly did. “How long ago was the fire?” I ask. She bought a puppy. I shuddered at the feel of the hot cum pumping into my pussy. They smiled down on him and told him that they had very much enjoyed him and promised many repeats of what they had shared and much more. She let out a giggle, and then she told fetish Greg, “Get off of me now. “Ummm, Kyle, you really have changed right..?” She bizarre tease as she starts to unbutton her white long sleeved buttoned shirt. She held his head and thrust her crotch. Maybe it was because she was drunk but her cunt was positively dripping. With that she began to bounce faster, tightening her pussy around perverted his throbbing cock as she sat down on domina him. Her fingers bit into my back as she writhed beneath me. She worked her hips, stirring her pussy around my cock. She rolled over and put her hand along my cheek while showing me a warm smile, “No, Hon, we have one more night together.