He'd shaved, showered and washed his hair. He wore it a little long for a man in his forties. He had a towel around his waist and Michele couldn't hel...p but look. He'd once been very well built but now sported a little pot; he had very little body hair and Michele thought he wasn't too bad for a man his age. He was certainly handsome; handsome enough for her mother to have an affair with at least.He smiled at her as he walked past the kitchen on the way to his bedroom."Smells good," he smiled. In my opinion this person is highly dangerous to any females within his presence, as he will be able to subvert any without consciously knowing. Going from previous information provided this would explain his current success rate in his chosen profession.Following the examination of subject 'Veronica' it was observed that her mind had been fixed into obeying the words of subject Purple — her earlier experience at Ropeville dungeon gave her mind a basis to work from and she strived to keep that. Luckily I was only half hard.I entered the room after my little soiree and walked up beside the bed. Iheld out the glass of water in front of his face."I'm sure your thirsty, It can't be easy with all the screaming andmoaning you've been doing. I bet your throat is dry. Would you like somewater?" I hoped he would take the water, otherwise I would bore myselfstealing his body in the same ways I have already done.He eyed me suspiciously, but as I placed the rubber straw attached to thegag into. ’ He asked, in a non-threatening subdued complimentary tone. ‘Yea…I like to hang loose.’ I replied sheepishly. It eased my mind a bit but was still nervous as hell. He positioned me in the chair and spread my legs as wide as he could. I was sweating I was so nervous. I grunted a bit, and he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me in closer to him re-positioning me in the chair. ‘What’s this whackjob gonna do to me?’ I thought. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have takin’ that fuckin’ shortcut!!’ I thought to.