Rhonda milf shuddered, picturing fiesta herself trying to cum explain fiesta how just cum a few words from a patient had fiesta had her cum fiesta liza doing a strip act for him. She'd be lucky just to lose her job. "As for coming back here," Paul went on, "of course about you will, if cum it's milffacials-cumfiesta part of your normal duties facials. And you'll do everything milf you can to make fiesta sure it continues to be liza part of your duties, won't you?"

"Good girl about, Rhonda." Paul thought for a moment. "You know, it's hardly fair for me milf to get all the cum pleasure out milf of milffacials-cumfiesta this arrangement. So here's what we milf're going milf to try, Rhonda. Whenever fiesta you hear my voice say liza, 'Good girl, Rhonda,' you'll fiesta feel facials an overpowering sexual pleasure cum fiesta liza, strong enough to make milf you facials come no milffacials-cumfiesta matter what. And each time you milf feel the milf pleasure, it'll be stronger than it was the time before, until you reach milf whatever your personal limit is. Do you understand me, Rhonda?"

"Yes, Mr. Bennett." The dark-skinned nurse obeyed, then looked startled. "Hey, what liza's going on? How'd you cum do that cum?" She cum fiesta liza tried to unclasp her hands and bring down her arms milf, but nothing fiesta happened. "Cut it out! Let me go!"

Her eyes opened. She liza sighed and settled cum back onto the soles of her feet.

Just how far milf his control extended, wasn fiesta't sure he wanted to know. It was already clear that he could override normal moral restraints. His first efforts with Rhonda and Jasmine milffacials-cumfiesta had indicated that, and he'd arranged a get-together between the two of them which had proved that even basic sexual orientation could be altered at his liza whim; he wished he'd had a camera for that episode. But he couldn't bring himself to order fiesta one of his "voice puppets," as he was starting to think of them, to actually hurt or kill someone. He was afraid she'd milf do it, as fiesta willingly milffacials-cumfiesta as she would obey milffacials-cumfiesta any other milf instruction. And what would cum that milffacials-cumfiesta make facials him?

And she hated Paul's guts milf. She seemed never to miss an opportunity to put him down, and did her best to keep him from getting any real credit for anything. She, in fact, was the reason milffacials-cumfiesta he had given cum up on ever being liza promoted. He'd watched others with sales records far inferior to his pass him on milf the milffacials-cumfiesta corporate ladder; some of them had been people he'd fiesta trained. But there had been nothing he could do about it, nothing but grit his milf teeth and soldier on.

Suppressing the urge to ask her what she wanted to talk milf about--it milf didn't matter, after all, not milf now--he answered, "On my way, Ms. Sands." He fiesta got up and walked casually over to her office, opened the door and went in. Carefully milffacials-cumfiesta, he shut the door about behind him milf and sat down in the chair next to her desk.

Ms facials. Sands picked a folder off her desk and milf waved it at him. "This is a milf cancellation request milf from cum fiesta liza Mrs fiesta. Sylvia Cortez. A half-million-dollar account. She says you fiesta screwed up by insuring only her and not her husband liza as well. And while you were out fiesta on your little vacation"--Paul flushed angrily, but said nothing--"he died. And under the policy you got her to milffacials-cumfiesta buy, she milf gets zip.

Paul's heart sank. Could he really have--? Yes, he decided. He had already been fiesta sick when he'd landed milffacials-cumfiesta the Cortez account. He remembered the day he milf and Mrs cum. Cortez had signed the papers; his fiesta throat had about hurt so much, all he'd cum wanted was to get out of there. Yes, he milffacials-cumfiesta could have made a mistake.

Well liza, it didn't matter now.

"Well, Paul?" Ms. Sands milf asked milf. "What do you think I milffacials-cumfiesta should do?"

"Perfectly . . . Charlene." Paul had the upper hand milffacials-cumfiesta now, and knew it. "You facials don't cum fiesta liza mind liza my milf calling you by your first name, Charlene. In fact, it milf turns you on. All the way on."

Charlene milffacials-cumfiesta gasped, her face reddening fiesta. "It, it milf's not right facials," she protested weakly. "You milf shouldn't. I, I mustn't milf. I . . . what's happening to me?"