.. Then suddenly I heard the downstairs door open, and I leapt up. I thought I was the only one with keys. I put my now solid cock back into my pants..., and walked slowly down the stairs. Trying to find who had come in, I heard the Hoover and radio being put on in the lounge.. The other side of the house. I thought that Mrs Smith had just employed a cleaner and as a cum filled young cock, I thought Id surprise her. But it was me who was surprised when I walked round the corner, when bent over. The wet chemises and bloomers clung to the young flesh like sticky tape and left nothing to the vague imagination - even Justine's beautiful bosom was presented to me in the most desirable veiling. It was an abundance of dancing titties and jumping buttocks, and even the two hairless camel toes were presented in their original alluring form that I had to hide my rampage under the book I was pretending to study! But it seemed clear to me, that the sisters had begun to love me in the way I. Somehow this wasn't the dramatic scene he had expected. "I kind of thought after last night..." his voice trailed away."What do you mean?" she said, her face genuinely puzzled. Then understanding came to her. She blushed a little. "Oh, that!"Then it all came tumbling out of the embarrassed young boy in a rush."I'm really sorry that happened," he blurted. "I don't know what came over me--I guess what I did was inexcusable..." To his confusion he saw that the more he said the darker and more. She smiled at me knowing that she was pleasuring my mind with her words, knowing she was going to have me for life as her full time slave, to cook, to clean, to service her every need, want and desire. I was beginning to realize I was being hypnotized into being her toy, and I would be hers for life.The candle was burning low again and I was still hard as a rock but felt as though I couldn't even think about cumming again but my mind was now being controlled by my cock and it was still feeling.