‘I’m gonna come right now!’ she screamed out. Her whole body shuddered as she seemed to come in waves, and a light sheen of sweat covered her c...hest. ‘Mmmm,’ she hummed as she now kissed me hard, biting my bottom lip until I yelped. She then raised herself up and pushed me onto my back and threw a leg over me. ‘Let’s see what we can do to return the favor,’ she said mischievously with a wicked smile on her lips. She moved her ass around on my stomach and placed both her hand on my chest making. Now get your ass in the bedroom. You’re going to screw me ‘til I beg for mercy. When I turned to head toward the bedroom she yanked down the back of my pajama pants and gave each cheek a smart, stinging slap and I thought for the umpteenth time: I’m the luckiest man in the world. Friday Night The steaks were great, so was the Tuborg. While Susan was inside rolling some “Hawaiian Happiness” I regarded the affable man sitting across our patio table from me. Could this be the same arrogant jerk. You entered into video chats with people claiming to be hypnotists, letting yourself be taken under to the point that you masturbated while naked, in front of your webcam, until told to cum. You even called various people on the phone, following their online ads and paying $3.99 a minute or more to be hypno-dominated. And then… you met Me. A person in your own town whom you had somehow missed on earlier online chats and explorations, who promised to not only hypnotize you but to do so in erotic. No bacteria, viruses, or poisonous gasses detected. Air is breathable." With that the black and silver clad figure removed her helmet with a hiss, and took a deep breath, adding "If not a lil' stale." This was Silvia "Silver" Lancaster, captain of the Green Lady. She was a relatively short, muscular, powerfully built woman with deep brown skin, and jaw-length wavy black hair streaked with blue and yellow. She spoke in the lazy, heavy accent normal for Earthers. She looked about the bridge.