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And seeing as how she is my only sister I could not just turn my head and do nothing. I began doing some research on hypnotism and subliminal messaging while programming a simple graphics clip. The clip itself was nothing more than a few black and white striped overlapping spirals turning in opposite directions of each other. In the center of the spirals, written in very small letters, two short messages read, “I will listen to Dave” and “I will do what he tells me to do.” These would flash on the screen for 1/10th of a second each at regular intervals. The idea was to combine this with a simple audio track to hypnotize my sister so as to convince her to change her eating habits. It seemed like the best way to approach the situation and get some real results for her. Besides, when she is thin, my sister is a real knock out. And it really is a shame to see her overweight like she is now. I was working on typing out the audio portion of the program one morning when Rebecca stopped into my office. Rebecca is an electrical engineer and works on the next floor down from my office. Aside from being a bit of a busy body, she is a genuinely elegant woman. At 58, the same age as my sister, it is hard to see how she lived past her twenties without being fucked to death. At 5ft 5 and maybe 115 pounds, her large D sized breasts almost make her look top heavy over her slender waist and long slender legs. I have only ever reacted to her in a professional manner spanking in the office, always being careful to never hint at the fact that I would love nothing more than to grab her legs and make a wish while aiming for her crotch with my dick. So today would be no different as she came in and sat down with her cup of coffee. “Good morning Dave,” she said cheerfully as she sat in my extra office chair and crossed her huge legs. “What are you working on so early in the morning?” she queried before she took a sip of her steaming hot coffee. “Good morning Becca,” I replied as I clicked on the icon I made to open the spiral program. “It’s just a little side show I am working on in my spare time.” I was a little hesitant to tell her that it was for my sister and something completely personal since it really would fall into the category of misallocation of company resources. “Really?” she said as she uncrossed her legs and scooted forward in her chair. “What is it?” Without thinking I clicked on the icon to start the spirals turning and stood up. “Take a look,” I said as I stepped out from behind my desk, offering her my chair for a better look at my work. “I’m going to go and grab a cup of coffee. I’ll be domina right back.” Having said this I picked up my coffee cup and headed for the coffee maker in the break area. When I returned to my office 5 minutes later, Rebecca was still sitting in my chair with her eyes glued to my computer screen. As I stepped in and walked around to the side of my desk she did not move. “So,” I asked as I set my cup down on my utility table, “what do you think?” Again, Rebecca sat motionless with her eyes glued to the spinning spirals. fetish It was right then that it hit me. I had already programmed the messages blonde to appear in the spirals. Had I just inadvertently hypnotized Rebecca? I was not coming out to him… at least not yet. Each one kissed me and they both put a smooch on the cheek of Bobby and Sammy. I plunged into her again and again. But Dr Windred was already pulling the syringe out, now empty. Finished. As she climbs up, I get another great view of her ass and pussy covered only by the thin, wet fabric. “How did you like that?” I asked. For example – back in my sex education class. As there was no cock available, they slipped off each other’s clothes, kissed and fingered each other before trying the 69 position to make them both come. spanking I would've loved to get a collar around the neck of this bitch but that wasn't of as great of importance as the answers we needed. So, I forgive you.” blonde I could barely think straight for the entire day. I have screamed and cried until Ishtar herself silenced me. I have starved myself until she brought her wrath down upon me, forcing me to continue my role as her slave. This time she walked in and took off her clothes with out me saying a word then got into position. I kept the two things in my small backpack before I walked out to my motorcycle outside. Which is when huge we drug her on stage. Aunt Lucilla plopped onto a stool, sighing exhaustedly as Mom sat beside her, and I took domina my place fetish on her other side. “I guess we’re both good liars then.”