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Subject: {ASSM} GenericJoe's Images : 0033 (MFF Mdom MC)
Date: Wed,  6 Aug 2003 15:10:06 -0400
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Images by GenericJoe <genericjoe.org>

In deference to short pieces, to Suki's images from when I was first
finding my bdsm-self, I am going to work on a series of images, most
of which will have a bdsm theme of some kind or another, all short.
At least three a week (but I'd love to do them daily.)

As they are posted, the images will be archived at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/


0033

(MFF Mdom MC)

I smiled to myself as the two women went down on each other, sixty-nine
style.  I didn't join them, not because I couldn't -- the telepathy had
brought with it complete body control -- but because I was emotionally
and physically sated.  The women might have been too, but that didn't
matter -- they wouldn't remember much of this anyway.

I'd make sure they'd have memories of a sex-filled vacation or evening,
but that the rest would be a blur.  I was getting a lot better at this
telepathy-thing, the more I used my powers.  Some of the problem was
in understanding the psychology of people.  Like the blonde here, she
worked in quickie mart, and she just wasn't the sort of girl that did
these sorts of things.  So to leave her with the memory of having done
it -- and having it be so out of character for her -- would have made
her very confused, maybe even cause a mental breakdown.

So I've been working on that part, building up the parts of her that
would want to run off with a strange man and fuck him senseless, and
then fuck his girlfriend senseless.  Made her desire adventure, made her
believe that this was a lark, an adventure, and let her reassess it as
something she might want to do in the future.

I even left her with my phone number, so that should she desire this
sort of thing in the future, she'd just call me.  It didn't hurt that
I knew how to get them off with just a thought.

I allowed my mind to play along their minds and nervous system, tweaking
here, and there, raising arousal, blocking release, letting it all build
like floodwaters behind a dam.  They moaned and sighed against each other,
their efforts redoubled due to nothing more than the increase in their
need to come.

I smiled to myself, soon I would let the barrier fall, releasing their
orgasm.  And I'd make sure on some level that they knew it was me who
had made it possible.  I couldn't completely erase my presence from
their minds, but I could make it so that they didn't care -- so that
they would respond to me whenever I saw them.

I made a few notes on my computer, names, social security numbers,
physical statistics and my own impressions.  I glanced back at the
writhing girls, and released the blocks.  Their orgasms washed over them
like the tide, as they screamed and yelled and shuddered.

My cock got hard all on its own, and I decided I wanted some more of
them after all.




(C) GenericJoe, 2003
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/image0033.html

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